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Two Girls
The Clan
A Belt and a Box
Uncle Alec's Room
A Trip to China
And what came of it
Phebe's Secret
Rose's Sacrifice
Poor Mac
"The Other Fellows"
Cosey Corner
A Happy Birthday
Bread and Button-Holes
Good Bargains
Fashion and Physiology
Brother Bones
Under The Mistletoe
A Scare
Something to do

like a mild eye peeped in at the opening of the tent, and the soft 

plash of the waves seemed calling her to come out. Aunt Jessie lay 

fast asleep, with Jamie rolled up like a kitten at her feet, and 

neither stirred as Rose in her wrapper crept out to see how the 

world looked at midnight. 


She found it very lovely, and sat down on a cracker keg to enjoy it 

with a heart full of the innocent sentiment of her years. 

Fortunately, Dr. Alec saw her before she had time to catch cold, 

for coming out to tie back the door-flap of his tent for more air, he 

beheld the small figure perched in the moonlight. Having no fear 

of ghosts, he quietly approached, and, seeing that she was wide 

awake, said, with a hand on her shining hair 


"What is my girl doing here?" 


"Having a good time," answered Rose, not at all startled. 


"I wonder what she was thinking about with such a sober look." 


"The story you told of the brave sailor who gave up his place on 

the raft to the woman, and the last drop of water to the poor baby. 

People who make sacrifices are very much loved and admired, 

aren't they?" she asked, earnestly. 


"If the sacrifice is a true one. But many of the bravest never are 

known, and get no praise. That does not lessen their beauty, though 

perhaps it makes them harder, for we all like sympathy," and Dr. 

Alec sighed a patient sort of sigh. 


"I suppose you have made a great many? Would you mind telling 

me one of them?" asked Rose, arrested by the sigh. 


"My last was to give up smoking," was the very unromantic answer 

to her pensive question. 

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