Enemies

"He shall never have the chance of insulting you again, mother. We shall soon be big enough to work for you, and then you needn't be afraid of anything or anybody."

"Run away, pet; don't you see how busy we are with lessons?" and Mrs. Rose, as she said these words, shook her head reprovingly at little Elsie, who with flushed cheeks and exci...

It was the close of a golden September day; the misty shadows were falling across the well-wooded park and meadow-lands which surrounded the old baronial pile known as The Towers.

She was peering through the garden gate which opened on to the meadow, wherein the children at The Gables had been wont to play, in undisturbed enjoyment, for the past two years.

MRS. WILFRID ROSE'S face was puckered into a frown. She was an extremely handsome woman, and were it not for the look of pride and discontent in her eyes, she would have made a...

THE advent of five lads, each bearing the surname of "Rose," was a matter of mingled interest and amusement at the County Grammar School on the day of the commencement of the Se...

It was a beautiful October morning, and Hugh, who had worked in vain at his lessons the night before, arose early and took up his position on the swing in the garden. This was h...

Miss Beaumont shook her head. "You've little to thank me for," she said in a kindly voice, "while I have reason to be grateful to you for much; you have taught me lessons of fai...

A look of irritability came across the old man's face as he spoke these words. Somehow of late he had been in the habit of giving up his will occasionally to his sole remaining...

"Yes, my pet, so you are; mother's little Elsie doesn't want to be a soldier," she answered, thinking the child's mind was reverting to "The Wars of the Roses," which occasional...

MATTHEW had returned to The Towers, having fulfilled his mission well. His leave-taking on the Monday following Reg's confession was somewhat unexpected. It was owing to the fac...