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had been in Prue's confidence from the
| beginning. She administered her usual
tonic-telling Prue that, If Harry were
dead or off on five years. whaling voyage,
she would look back at her life now as
the height of happiness, when she could
see him every day and read his love i'll
his faithful eyes.
Prue grew more placid after awhile;
and, to occupy herself, began to dress a
doll for Rose Pose. Phil built houses
Oh the floor with his blocks, and the baby
took long nap. So the true friends had
quiet, pheasant time together. When
the hour came for Rosamond to begin to
get dinner, she let Prue go into the kitch-
en- with her, so they could talk while she
worked Prue looked around her with
some interest There were such a few.
few things there. But they were ali
bright and clean. Could that Rosamond
who was cleaning potatoes be the same
Rosamond who used to go to parties with
her and who danced every set? Yes. It
was the same bright, merry face; and
somehow, the calico uac becoming, after
all.
There was not great dinner to get
Rosamond had only to bake few pota-
toes, stew some tomatoes and broil a
steak; but the things were all good and
had an appetizing smell, that made Prue
hungry, especially after the coffee was
| ground and set to steep.
Il thought housekeeping was ter
| rible hard thing to learn" she said.
9 But you seem to find it easy enough y
81 am only in the A B G Of i'll" an
swered Rosamond, laughing. 81 really
know very little more than what you have
seen me do These are all very simple
dishes ana learn them one at time.
~ course look at my cookbook. You
don't know, Prue, how much happier l
am than I ever was before in my life.
But do think it would wear my life out
if had to begin with great house and a
lot of servants
Prue wondered. These few little rooms
and these few things to do with! But in
the light that Rosamond set it, housekeep-
ing really seemed to he great fun and full
Of happiness. But, oh! how derisively
her cousins would laugh, if she should 90
home and tell them she had seen Rosa
mona Grey washing potatoes in tin
pan.
Meanwhile Phillips step was heard on
the stairway, and Rosamond sent the
children to meet him, while she heated
the plates and laid the last things on the
table. The table looked very pretty, set
off with some of her wedding presents,
and dainty Prue found nothing to offend
her eye or palate in the simple dinner
In fact, she thought it delicious; and
Phillip Grey as head Of household
seemed to her three times the man he
used to be in the old dancing days. He
and Rosamond talked gaily and happily
to each other and laughed as if they
hadn't care in the world; while poor
little Prue, under her momentary cheer
fullness, felt her heart beating, oh so
sadly.
When dinner was over and she was
putting on her things to go home, Rosa
mond said.
"We're going to furnish our spare bed
room next week, Prue dear, and 1 want
you to come and stay over Christmas with
lis. Wen have real good time, and
Harry can spend all his evenings here.
Pm goln to buy dripping pan before
then and practice first on chicken, so
may be we shall have turkey Christmas.
| haven't learned to roast yet, and that's
why at present we starve on porter house
steaks and oyster stews."
Prue laughed, swept a little courtesy
and said she would accept the invitation
with pleasure.
"What made you tell her about the
dripping pan, Rosy?" asked Philip
when Their guest had gone.
sob, 1 do SO enjoy her amazement,'
said Rosamond, with laugh, as they
turned back into their cozy little parlor
where, after getting the children to sleep
they sat down for delightful evening
with "Deirdre."
Prue did not see her friends again till
Christmas week; but she heard of them
new and then. Her Cousin Julia, coming
home one afternoon from an Essipotl
matinee, said she had got quite a new
idea bout the trimming Of her winter hat
from seeing the enc worn by Mrs. Phil
lip Grey, directly in front of her.
Prue had one note from Rosa nond, re-
minding her of her promised visit, and
adding few words Of cheer, which the
poor girl sorely needed in the contest in
which she was engaged, with love on one
side and the world, her old familiar world
of fashion, on the other hand. Her aunt
had been seriously taking her in hand, il
a series of plain talks in which she de-
monstrated that, as Prue could not do s
single useful thing in the world, and a:
her various costumes in year cost quite
as much as the whole of Harry's salary, i
was the height Of foolishness to talk Of hin
any longer, and she had best end the nat
ter while Mr.. Doane was still in a propi
tious state of mind. She did not seem tc
consider that Prue's heart might beat
happier under 6fteen-dollar cloak thar
under one that cost hundred.
"Yet | am as strong as Rosamonc
Grey" said Prue, in flash of resistance
"And I'm no fool. I suppose I coulG
learn to do a few useful things"
! But, althoug this did occur to her, sh,
did not tell Harry so; for, although sh,
could have died for him, or have bee,
perfectly happy with him in desert O
desolate islands, she felt that it required
in her case far greater heroism to take u,
a life of homely cares, and be busy witt
brooms and kettles, instead of her plan
and embroidery. AS for Harry, he ha,
never thought Of asking her to do such
thing. He never dreamed of any thin.
but waiting TIL he had resorces enoug