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Coming Home
Old Friends with New Faces
Miss Campbell
Thorns Among the Roses
Prince Charming
Polishing Mac
Phebe
Breakers Ahead
New Year's Calls
The Sad and Sober Part
Small Temptations
At Kitty's Ball
Both Sides
Aunt Clara's Plan
Alas for Charlie!
Good Works
Among the Haycocks
Which Was It?
Behind the Fountain
What Mac Did
How Phebe Earned Her Welcome
Short and Sweet

Chapter 2 OLD FRIENDS WITH NEW FACES

 

 

"It is so good to be home again! I wonder how we ever made up 

our minds to go away!" exclaimed Rose as she went roaming about 

the old house next morning, full of the satisfaction one feels at 

revisiting familiar nooks and corners and finding them unchanged. 

 

"That we might have the pleasure of coming back again," 

answered Phebe, walking down the hall beside her little mistress, 

as happy as she. 

 

"Everything seems just as we left it, even to the rose leaves we 

used to tuck in here," continued the younger girl, peeping into one 

of the tall India jars that stood about the hall. 

 

"Don't you remember how Jamie and Pokey used to play Forty 

Thieves with them, and how you tried to get into that blue one and 

got stuck, and the other boys found us before I could pull you out?" 

asked Phebe, laughing. 

 

"Yes, indeed, and speaking of angels, one is apt to hear the rustling 

of their wings," added Rose, as a shrill whistle came up the avenue 

accompanied by the clatter of hoofs. 

 

"It is the circus!" cried Phebe gaily as they both recalled the red 

cart and the charge of the clan. 

 

There was only one boy now, alas, but he made noise enough for 

half a dozen, and before Rose could run to the door, Jamie came 

bouncing in with a "shining morning face," a bat over his shoulder, 

a red and white jockey cap on his head, one pocket bulging with a 

big ball, the other overflowing with cookies, and his mouth full of 

the apple he was just finishing off in hot haste. 

 

"Morning! I just looked in to make sure you'd really come and see 

that you were all right," he observed, saluting with bat and doffing 

the gay cap with one effective twitch. 

 

"Good morning, dear. Yes, we really are here, and getting to rights 

as fast as possible. But it seems to me you are rather gorgeous, 

Jamie. What do you belong to a fire company or a jockey club?" 

asked Rose, turning up the once chubby face, which now was 

getting brown and square about the chin. 

 

"No, ma'am! Why, don't you know? I'm captain of the Base Ball 

Star Club. Look at that, will you?" And, as if the fact were one of 

national importance, Jamie flung open his jacket to display upon 


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