implemented Huffman Algorithm with semi-pseudocode

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+/* filename: Huffman.cs
+ * Class: CS 456-001
+ * Professor: Dr. John Matta
+ * Due Date: Sept. 20th, 2021
+ * Name:
+ * Partner:
+ */
+ //TODO: ADD NAMES
+
+public class Huffman {
+    private List<Node> C;
+    private PriorityQueue pq;
+    private Node huffmanTree;
+    public Huffman(List<Node> C) {
+        //initialize
+        this.C = new List<Node>(C);
+        pq = new PriorityQueue();
+        Node huffmanTree = null;
+    }
+    private void setHuffmanTree() {
+
+        for(int i = 1; i < C.Count; i++) {
+
+            Node x, y;
+            Node z = new Node();
+
+            z.left = x = extractMin(pq);
+            z.right = y = extractMin(pq);
+            z.freq = x.freq + y.freq;
+
+            insert(pq, z);
+        }
+
+        huffmanTree = extractMin(pq);
+    }
+
+    public Node getHuffmanTree() {
+        if(huffmanTree == null) {
+            setHuffmanTree();
+        }
+        return huffmanTree;
+    }
+}
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+CHAPTER ONE
+
+PLAYING PILGRIMS
+
+Christmas wont be Christmas without any presents grumbled Jo lying
+on the rug
+
+Its so dreadful to be poor sighed Meg looking down at her old
+dress
+
+I dont think its fair for some girls to have plenty of pretty
+things and other girls nothing at all added little Amy with an
+injured sniff
+
+Weve got Father and Mother and each other said Beth contentedly
+from her corner
+
+The four young faces on which the firelight shone brightened at the
+cheerful words but darkened again as Jo said sadly We havent got
+Father and shall not have him for a long time She didnt say
+perhaps never but each silently added it thinking of Father far
+away where the fighting was
+
+Nobody spoke for a minute then Meg said in an altered tone You know
+the reason Mother proposed not having any presents this Christmas was
+because it is going to be a hard winter for everyone and she thinks we
+ought not to spend money for pleasure when our men are suffering so in
+the army  We cant do much but we can make our little sacrifices and
+ought to do it gladly  But I am afraid I dont and Meg shook her
+head as she thought regretfully of all the pretty things she wanted
+
+But I dont think the little we should spend would do any good  Weve
+each got a dollar and the army wouldnt be much helped by our giving
+that  I agree not to expect anything from Mother or you but I do want
+to buy Undine and Sintran for myself  Ive wanted it so long said
+Jo who was a bookworm
+
+I planned to spend mine in new music said Beth with a little sigh
+which no one heard but the hearth brush and kettle holder
+
+I shall get a nice box of Fabers drawing pencils I really need
+them said Amy decidedly
+
+Mother didnt say anything about our money and she wont wish us to
+give up everything  Lets each buy what we want and have a little
+fun Im sure we work hard enough to earn it cried Jo examining the
+heels of her shoes in a gentlemanly manner
+
+I know I do teaching those tiresome children nearly all day when Im
+longing to enjoy myself at home began Meg in the complaining tone
+again
+
+You dont have half such a hard time as I do said Jo How would you
+like to be shut up for hours with a nervous fussy old lady who keeps
+you trotting is never satisfied and worries you till youre ready to
+fly out the window or cry
+
+Its naughty to fret but I do think washing dishes and keeping things
+tidy is the worst work in the world  It makes me cross and my hands
+get so stiff I cant practice well at all And Beth looked at her
+rough hands with a sigh that any one could hear that time
+
+I dont believe any of you suffer as I do cried Amy for you dont
+have to go to school with impertinent girls who plague you if you
+dont know your lessons and laugh at your dresses and label your
+father if he isnt rich and insult you when your nose isnt nice
+
+If you mean libel Id say so and not talk about labels as if Papa
+was a pickle bottle advised Jo laughing
+
+I know what I mean and you neednt be statirical about it Its
+proper to use good words and improve your vocabilary returned Amy
+with dignity
+
+Dont peck at one another children  Dont you wish we had the money
+Papa lost when we were little Jo  Dear me How happy and good wed
+be if we had no worries said Meg who could remember better times
+
+You said the other day you thought we were a deal happier than the
+King children for they were fighting and fretting all the time in
+spite of their money
+
+So I did Beth  Well I think we are  For though we do have to work
+we make fun of ourselves and are a pretty jolly set as Jo would say
+
+Jo does use such slang words observed Amy with a reproving look at
+the long figure stretched on the rug
+
+Jo immediately sat up put her hands in her pockets and began to
+whistle
+
+Dont Jo  Its so boyish
+
+Thats why I do it
+
+I detest rude unladylike girls
+
+I hate affected niminy piminy chits
+
+Birds in their little nests agree sang Beth the peacemaker with
+such a funny face that both sharp voices softened to a laugh and the
+pecking ended for that time
+
+Really girls you are both to be blamed said Meg beginning to
+lecture in her elder sisterly fashion You are old enough to leave off
+boyish tricks and to behave better Josephine  It didnt matter so
+much when you were a little girl but now you are so tall and turn up
+your hair you should remember that you are a young lady
+
+Im not   And if turning up my hair makes me one Ill wear it in two
+tails till Im twenty cried Jo pulling off her net and shaking down
+a chestnut mane  I hate to think Ive got to grow up and be Miss
+March and wear long gowns and look as prim as a China Aster  Its
+bad enough to be a girl anyway when I like boys games and work and
+manners  I cant get over my disappointment in not being a boy  And
+its worse than ever now for Im dying to go and fight with Papa And
+I can only stay home and knit like a poky old woman
+
+And Jo shook the blue army sock till the needles rattled like
+castanets and her ball bounded across the room
+
+Poor Jo  Its too bad but it cant be helped  So you must try to be
+contented with making your name boyish and playing brother to us
+girls said Beth stroking the rough head with a hand that all the
+dish washing and dusting in the world could not make ungentle in its
+touch
+
+As for you Amy continued Meg you are altogether too particular
+and prim  Your airs are funny now but youll grow up an affected
+little goose if you dont take care I like your nice manners and
+refined ways of speaking when you dont try to be elegant  But your
+absurd words are as bad as Jos slang
+
+If Jo is a tomboy and Amy a goose what am I please asked Beth
+ready to share the lecture
+
+Youre a dear and nothing else answered Meg warmly and no one
+contradicted her for the Mouse was the pet of the family
+
+As young readers like to know how people look we will take this
+moment to give them a little sketch of the four sisters who sat
+knitting away in the twilight while the December snow fell quietly
+without and the fire crackled cheerfully within  It was a comfortable
+room though the carpet was faded and the furniture very plain for a
+good picture or two hung on the walls books filled the recesses
+chrysanthemums and Christmas roses bloomed in the windows and a
+pleasant atmosphere of home peace pervaded it
+
+Margaret the eldest of the four was sixteen and very pretty being
+plump and fair with large eyes plenty of soft brown hair a sweet
+mouth and white hands of which she was rather vain Fifteen year old
+Jo was very tall thin and brown and reminded one of a colt for she
+never seemed to know what to do with her long limbs which were very
+much in her way  She had a decided mouth a comical nose and sharp
+gray eyes which appeared to see everything and were by turns fierce
+funny or thoughtful  Her long thick hair was her one beauty but it
+was usually bundled into a net to be out of her way  Round shoulders
+had Jo big hands and feet a flyaway look to her clothes and the
+uncomfortable appearance of a girl who was rapidly shooting up into a
+woman and didnt like it Elizabeth or Beth as everyone called her
+was a rosy smooth haired bright eyed girl of thirteen with a shy
+manner a timid voice and a peaceful expression which was seldom
+disturbed  Her father called her Little Miss Tranquility and the
+name suited her excellently for she seemed to live in a happy world of
+her own only venturing out to meet the few whom she trusted and loved
+Amy though the youngest was a most important person in her own
+opinion at least  A regular snow maiden with blue eyes and yellow
+hair curling on her shoulders pale and slender and always carrying
+herself like a young lady mindful of her manners  What the characters
+of the four sisters were we will leave to be found out
+
+The clock struck six and having swept up the hearth Beth put a pair
+of slippers down to warm  Somehow the sight of the old shoes had a
+good effect upon the girls for Mother was coming and everyone
+brightened to welcome her  Meg stopped lecturing and lighted the
+lamp Amy got out of the easy chair without being asked and Jo forgot
+how tired she was as she sat up to hold the slippers nearer to the
+blaze
+
+They are quite worn out  Marmee must have a new pair
+
+I thought Id get her some with my dollar said Beth
+
+No I shall cried Amy
+
+Im the oldest began Meg but Jo cut in with a decided Im the man
+of the family now Papa is away and I shall provide the slippers for
+he told me to take special care of Mother while he was gone
+
+Ill tell you what well do said Beth lets each get her something
+for Christmas and not get anything for ourselves
+
+Thats like you dear  What will we get exclaimed Jo
+
+Everyone thought soberly for a minute then Meg announced as if the
+idea was suggested by the sight of her own pretty hands I shall give
+her a nice pair of gloves
+
+Army shoes best to be had cried Jo
+
+Some handkerchiefs all hemmed said Beth
+
+Ill get a little bottle of cologne  She likes it and it wont cost
+much so Ill have some left to buy my pencils added Amy
+
+How will we give the things asked Meg
+
+Put them on the table and bring her in and see her open the bundles
+Dont you remember how we used to do on our birthdays answered Jo
+
+I used to be so frightened when it was my turn to sit in the chair
+with the crown on and see you all come marching round to give the
+presents with a kiss  I liked the things and the kisses but it was
+dreadful to have you sit looking at me while I opened the bundles
+said Beth who was toasting her face and the bread for tea at the same
+time
+
+Let Marmee think we are getting things for ourselves and then
+surprise her  We must go shopping tomorrow afternoon Meg There is so
+much to do about the play for Christmas night said Jo marching up
+and down with her hands behind her back and her nose in the air
+
+I dont mean to act any more after this time  Im getting too old for
+such things observed Meg who was as much a child as ever about
+dressing up frolics
+
+You wont stop I know as long as you can trail round in a white gown
+with your hair down and wear gold paper jewelry You are the best
+actress weve got and therell be an end of everything if you quit the
+boards said Jo  We ought to rehearse tonight  Come here Amy and
+do the fainting scene for you are as stiff as a poker in that
+
+I cant help it  I never saw anyone faint and I dont choose to make
+myself all black and blue tumbling flat as you do  If I can go down
+easily Ill drop  If I cant I shall fall into a chair and be
+graceful  I dont care if Hugo does come at me with a pistol
+returned Amy who was not gifted with dramatic power but was chosen
+because she was small enough to be borne out shrieking by the villain
+of the piece
+
+Do it this way  Clasp your hands so and stagger across the room
+crying frantically Roderigo Save me Save me and away went Jo
+with a melodramatic scream which was truly thrilling
+
+Amy followed but she poked her hands out stiffly before her and
+jerked herself along as if she went by machinery and her Ow was
+more suggestive of pins being run into her than of fear and anguish
+Jo gave a despairing groan and Meg laughed outright while Beth let
+her bread burn as she watched the fun with interest Its no use  Do
+the best you can when the time comes and if the audience laughs dont
+blame me  Come on Meg
+
+Then things went smoothly for Don Pedro defied the world in a speech
+of two pages without a single break  Hagar the witch chanted an
+awful incantation over her kettleful of simmering toads with weird
+effect  Roderigo rent his chains asunder manfully and Hugo died in
+agonies of remorse and arsenic with a wild Ha Ha
+
+Its the best weve had yet said Meg as the dead villain sat up and
+rubbed his elbows
+
+I dont see how you can write and act such splendid things Jo
+Youre a regular Shakespeare exclaimed Beth who firmly believed that
+her sisters were gifted with wonderful genius in all things
+
+Not quite replied Jo modestly  I do think The Witches Curse an
+Operatic Tragedy is rather a nice thing but Id like to try
+Macbeth if we only had a trapdoor for Banquo  I always wanted to do
+the killing part  Is that a dagger that I see before me muttered
+Jo rolling her eyes and clutching at the air as she had seen a famous
+tragedian do
+
+No its the toasting fork with Mothers shoe on it instead of the
+bread  Beths stage struck cried Meg and the rehearsal ended in a
+general burst of laughter
+
+Glad to find you so merry my girls said a cheery voice at the door
+and actors and audience turned to welcome a tall motherly lady with a
+can I help you look about her which was truly delightful She was not
+elegantly dressed but a noble looking woman and the girls thought the
+gray cloak and unfashionable bonnet covered the most splendid mother in
+the world
+
+Well dearies how have you got on today  There was so much to do
+getting the boxes ready to go tomorrow that I didnt come home to
+dinner  Has anyone called Beth  How is your cold Meg  Jo you look
+tired to death  Come and kiss me baby
+
+While making these maternal inquiries Mrs March got her wet things
+off her warm slippers on and sitting down in the easy chair drew Amy
+to her lap preparing to enjoy the happiest hour of her busy day  The
+girls flew about trying to make things comfortable each in her own
+way  Meg arranged the tea table Jo brought wood and set chairs
+dropping over turning and clattering everything she touched  Beth
+trotted to and fro between parlor kitchen quiet and busy while Amy
+gave directions to everyone as she sat with her hands folded
+
+As they gathered about the table Mrs March said with a particularly
+happy face Ive got a treat for you after supper
+
+A quick bright smile went round like a streak of sunshine Beth
+clapped her hands regardless of the biscuit she held and Jo tossed up
+her napkin crying A letter  A letter  Three cheers for Father
+
+Yes a nice long letter  He is well and thinks he shall get through
+the cold season better than we feared  He sends all sorts of loving
+wishes for Christmas and an especial message to you girls said Mrs
+March patting her pocket as if she had got a treasure there
+
+Hurry and get done  Dont stop to quirk your little finger and simper
+over your plate Amy cried Jo choking on her tea and dropping her
+bread butter side down on the carpet in her haste to get at the treat
+
+Beth ate no more but crept away to sit in her shadowy corner and brood
+over the delight to come till the others were ready
+
+I think it was so splendid in Father to go as chaplain when he was too
+old to be drafted and not strong enough for a soldier said Meg
+warmly
+
+Dont I wish I could go as a drummer a vivan whats its name  Or a
+nurse so I could be near him and help him exclaimed Jo with a groan
+
+It must be very disagreeable to sleep in a tent and eat all sorts of
+bad tasting things and drink out of a tin mug sighed Amy
+
+When will he come home Marmee asked Beth with a little quiver in
+her voice
+
+Not for many months dear unless he is sick  He will stay and do his
+work faithfully as long as he can and we wont ask for him back a
+minute sooner than he can be spared  Now come and hear the letter
+
+They all drew to the fire Mother in the big chair with Beth at her
+feet Meg and Amy perched on either arm of the chair and Jo leaning on
+the back where no one would see any sign of emotion if the letter
+should happen to be touching  Very few letters were written in those
+hard times that were not touching especially those which fathers sent
+home  In this one little was said of the hardships endured the
+dangers faced or the homesickness conquered It was a cheerful
+hopeful letter full of lively descriptions of camp life marches and
+military news and only at the end did the writers heart over flow
+with fatherly love and longing for the little girls at home
+
+Give them all of my dear love and a kiss  Tell them I think of them
+by day pray for them by night and find my best comfort in their
+affection at all times  A year seems very long to wait before I see
+them but remind them that while we wait we may all work so that these
+hard days need not be wasted  I know they will remember all I said to
+them that they will be loving children to you will do their duty
+faithfully fight their bosom enemies bravely and conquer themselves
+so beautifully that when I come back to them I may be fonder and
+prouder than ever of my little women Everybody sniffed when they came
+to that part  Jo wasnt ashamed of the great tear that dropped off the
+end of her nose and Amy never minded the rumpling of her curls as she
+hid her face on her mothers shoulder and sobbed out I am a selfish
+girl  But Ill truly try to be better so he maynt be disappointed in
+me by and by
+
+We all will cried Meg  I think too much of my looks and hate to
+work but wont any more if I can help it
+
+Ill try and be what he loves to call me a little woman and not be
+rough and wild but do my duty here instead of wanting to be somewhere
+else said Jo thinking that keeping her temper at home was a much
+harder task than facing a rebel or two down South
+
+Beth said nothing but wiped away her tears with the blue army sock and
+began to knit with all her might losing no time in doing the duty that
+lay nearest her while she resolved in her quiet little soul to be all
+that Father hoped to find her when the year brought round the happy
+coming home
+
+Mrs March broke the silence that followed Jos words by saying in her
+cheery voice Do you remember how you used to play Pilgrims Progress
+when you were little things  Nothing delighted you more than to have
+me tie my piece bags on your backs for burdens give you hats and
+sticks and rolls of paper and let you travel through the house from
+the cellar which was the City of Destruction up up to the housetop
+where you had all the lovely things you could collect to make a
+Celestial City
+
+What fun it was especially going by the lions fighting Apollyon and
+passing through the valley where the hob goblins were said Jo
+
+I liked the place where the bundles fell off and tumbled downstairs
+said Meg
+
+I dont remember much about it except that I was afraid of the cellar
+and the dark entry and always liked the cake and milk we had up at the
+top  If I wasnt too old for such things Id rather like to play it
+over again said Amy who began to talk of renouncing childish things
+at the mature age of twelve
+
+We never are too old for this my dear because it is a play we are
+playing all the time in one way or another  Our burdens are here our
+road is before us and the longing for goodness and happiness is the
+guide that leads us through many troubles and mistakes to the peace
+which is a true Celestial City  Now my little pilgrims suppose you
+begin again not in play but in earnest and see how far on you can
+get before Father comes home
+
+Really Mother  Where are our bundles asked Amy who was a very
+literal young lady
+
+Each of you told what your burden was just now except Beth I rather
+think she hasnt got any said her mother
+
+Yes I have  Mine is dishes and dusters and envying girls with nice
+pianos and being afraid of people
+
+Beths bundle was such a funny one that everybody wanted to laugh but
+nobody did for it would have hurt her feelings very much
+
+Let us do it said Meg thoughtfully  It is only another name for
+trying to be good and the story may help us for though we do want to
+be good its hard work and we forget and dont do our best
+
+We were in the Slough of Despond tonight and Mother came and pulled
+us out as Help did in the book  We ought to have our roll of
+directions like Christian  What shall we do about that asked Jo
+delighted with the fancy which lent a little romance to the very dull
+task of doing her duty
+
+Look under your pillows Christmas morning and you will find your
+guidebook replied Mrs March
+
+They talked over the new plan while old Hannah cleared the table then
+out came the four little work baskets and the needles flew as the
+girls made sheets for Aunt March  It was uninteresting sewing but
+tonight no one grumbled  They adopted Jos plan of dividing the long
+seams into four parts and calling the quarters Europe Asia Africa
+and America and in that way got on capitally especially when they
+talked about the different countries as they stitched their way through
+them
+
+At nine they stopped work and sang as usual before they went to bed
+No one but Beth could get much music out of the old piano but she had
+a way of softly touching the yellow keys and making a pleasant
+accompaniment to the simple songs they sang  Meg had a voice like a
+flute and she and her mother led the little choir  Amy chirped like a
+cricket and Jo wandered through the airs at her own sweet will always
+coming out at the wrong place with a croak or a quaver that spoiled the
+most pensive tune  They had always done this from the time they could
+lisp
+
+    Crinkle crinkle ittle tar
+
+and it had become a household custom for the mother was a born singer
+The first sound in the morning was her voice as she went about the
+house singing like a lark and the last sound at night was the same
+cheery sound for the girls never grew too old for that familiar
+lullaby
+
+
+
+CHAPTER TWO
+
+A MERRY CHRISTMAS
+
+Jo was the first to wake in the gray dawn of Christmas morning No
+stockings hung at the fireplace and for a moment she felt as much
+disappointed as she did long ago when her little sock fell down
+because it was crammed so full of goodies  Then she remembered her
+mothers promise and slipping her hand under her pillow drew out a
+little crimson covered book  She knew it very well for it was that
+beautiful old story of the best life ever lived and Jo felt that it
+was a true guidebook for any pilgrim going on a long journey  She woke
+Meg with a Merry Christmas and bade her see what was under her
+pillow  A green covered book appeared with the same picture inside
+and a few words written by their mother which made their one present
+very precious in their eyes  Presently Beth and Amy woke to rummage
+and find their little books also one dove colored the other blue and
+all sat looking at and talking about them while the east grew rosy
+with the coming day
+
+In spite of her small vanities Margaret had a sweet and pious nature
+which unconsciously influenced her sisters especially Jo who loved
+her very tenderly and obeyed her because her advice was so gently
+given
+
+Girls said Meg seriously looking from the tumbled head beside her
+to the two little night capped ones in the room beyond Mother wants
+us to read and love and mind these books and we must begin at once
+We used to be faithful about it but since Father went away and all
+this war trouble unsettled us we have neglected many things  You can
+do as you please but I shall keep my book on the table here and read a
+little every morning as soon as I wake for I know it will do me good
+and help me through the day
+
+Then she opened her new book and began to read  Jo put her arm round
+her and leaning cheek to cheek read also with the quiet expression
+so seldom seen on her restless face
+
+How good Meg is  Come Amy lets do as they do  Ill help you with
+the hard words and theyll explain things if we dont understand
+whispered Beth very much impressed by the pretty books and her
+sisters example
+
+Im glad mine is blue said Amy  and then the rooms were very still
+while the pages were softly turned and the winter sunshine crept in to
+touch the bright heads and serious faces with a Christmas greeting
+
+Where is Mother asked Meg as she and Jo ran down to thank her for
+their gifts half an hour later
+
+Goodness only knows  Some poor creeter came a beggin and your ma
+went straight off to see what was needed  There never was such a woman
+for givin away vittles and drink clothes and firin replied Hannah
+who had lived with the family since Meg was born and was considered by
+them all more as a friend than a servant
+
+She will be back soon I think so fry your cakes and have everything
+ready said Meg looking over the presents which were collected in a
+basket and kept under the sofa ready to be produced at the proper
+time  Why where is Amys bottle of cologne she added as the
+little flask did not appear
+
+She took it out a minute ago and went off with it to put a ribbon on
+it or some such notion replied Jo dancing about the room to take
+the first stiffness off the new army slippers
+
+How nice my handkerchiefs look dont they  Hannah washed and ironed
+them for me and I marked them all myself said Beth looking proudly
+at the somewhat uneven letters which had cost her such labor
+
+Bless the child  Shes gone and put Mother on them instead of M
+March  How funny cried Jo taking one up
+
+Isnt that right  I thought it was better to do it so because Megs
+initials are MM and I dont want anyone to use these but Marmee
+said Beth looking troubled
+
+Its all right dear and a very pretty idea quite sensible too for
+no one can ever mistake now  It will please her very much I know
+said Meg with a frown for Jo and a smile for Beth
+
+Theres Mother  Hide the basket quick cried Jo as a door slammed
+and steps sounded in the hall
+
+Amy came in hastily and looked rather abashed when she saw her sisters
+all waiting for her
+
+Where have you been and what are you hiding behind you asked Meg
+surprised to see by her hood and cloak that lazy Amy had been out so
+early
+
+Dont laugh at me Jo  I didnt mean anyone should know till the time
+came  I only meant to change the little bottle for a big one and I
+gave all my money to get it and Im truly trying not to be selfish any
+more
+
+As she spoke Amy showed the handsome flask which replaced the cheap
+one and looked so earnest and humble in her little effort to forget
+herself that Meg hugged her on the spot and Jo pronounced her a
+trump while Beth ran to the window and picked her finest rose to
+ornament the stately bottle
+
+You see I felt ashamed of my present after reading and talking about
+being good this morning so I ran round the corner and changed it the
+minute I was up and Im so glad for mine is the handsomest now
+
+Another bang of the street door sent the basket under the sofa and the
+girls to the table eager for breakfast
+
+Merry Christmas Marmee  Many of them  Thank you for our books  We
+read some and mean to every day they all cried in chorus
+
+Merry Christmas little daughters  Im glad you began at once and
+hope you will keep on  But I want to say one word before we sit down
+Not far away from here lies a poor woman with a little newborn baby
+Six children are huddled into one bed to keep from freezing for they
+have no fire  There is nothing to eat over there and the oldest boy
+came to tell me they were suffering hunger and cold  My girls will
+you give them your breakfast as a Christmas present
+
+They were all unusually hungry having waited nearly an hour and for a
+minute no one spoke only a minute for Jo exclaimed impetuously Im
+so glad you came before we began
+
+May I go and help carry the things to the poor little children asked
+Beth eagerly
+
+I shall take the cream and the muffings added Amy heroically giving
+up the article she most liked
+
+Meg was already covering the buckwheats and piling the bread into one
+big plate
+
+I thought youd do it said Mrs March smiling as if satisfied You
+shall all go and help me and when we come back we will have bread and
+milk for breakfast and make it up at dinnertime
+
+They were soon ready and the procession set out  Fortunately it was
+early and they went through back streets so few people saw them and
+no one laughed at the queer party
+
+A poor bare miserable room it was with broken windows no fire
+ragged bedclothes a sick mother wailing baby and a group of pale
+hungry children cuddled under one old quilt trying to keep warm
+
+How the big eyes stared and the blue lips smiled as the girls went in
+
+Ach mein Gott  It is good angels come to us said the poor woman
+crying for joy
+
+Funny angels in hoods and mittens said Jo and set them to laughing
+
+In a few minutes it really did seem as if kind spirits had been at work
+there  Hannah who had carried wood made a fire and stopped up the
+broken panes with old hats and her own cloak  Mrs March gave the
+mother tea and gruel and comforted her with promises of help while
+she dressed the little baby as tenderly as if it had been her own  The
+girls meantime spread the table set the children round the fire and
+fed them like so many hungry birds laughing talking and trying to
+understand the funny broken English
+
+Das ist gut  Die Engel kinder cried the poor things as they ate
+and warmed their purple hands at the comfortable blaze The girls had
+never been called angel children before and thought it very agreeable
+especially Jo who had been considered a Sancho ever since she was
+born  That was a very happy breakfast though they didnt get any of
+it  And when they went away leaving comfort behind I think there
+were not in all the city four merrier people than the hungry little
+girls who gave away their breakfasts and contented themselves with
+bread and milk on Christmas morning
+
+Thats loving our neighbor better than ourselves and I like it said
+Meg as they set out their presents while their mother was upstairs
+collecting clothes for the poor Hummels
+
+Not a very splendid show but there was a great deal of love done up in
+the few little bundles and the tall vase of red roses white
+chrysanthemums and trailing vines which stood in the middle gave
+quite an elegant air to the table
+
+Shes coming  Strike up Beth  Open the door Amy  Three cheers for
+Marmee cried Jo prancing about while Meg went to conduct Mother to
+the seat of honor
+
+Beth played her gayest march Amy threw open the door and Meg enacted
+escort with great dignity  Mrs March was both surprised and touched
+and smiled with her eyes full as she examined her presents and read the
+little notes which accompanied them  The slippers went on at once a
+new handkerchief was slipped into her pocket well scented with Amys
+cologne the rose was fastened in her bosom and the nice gloves were
+pronounced a perfect fit
+
+There was a good deal of laughing and kissing and explaining in the
+simple loving fashion which makes these home festivals so pleasant at
+the time so sweet to remember long afterward and then all fell to
+work
+
+The morning charities and ceremonies took so much time that the rest of
+the day was devoted to preparations for the evening festivities  Being
+still too young to go often to the theater and not rich enough to
+afford any great outlay for private performances the girls put their
+wits to work and necessity being the mother of invention made
+whatever they needed  Very clever were some of their productions
+pasteboard guitars antique lamps made of old fashioned butter boats
+covered with silver paper gorgeous robes of old cotton glittering
+with tin spangles from a pickle factory and armor covered with the
+same useful diamond shaped bits left in sheets when the lids of
+preserve pots were cut out  The big chamber was the scene of many
+innocent revels
+
+No gentleman were admitted so Jo played male parts to her hearts
+content and took immense satisfaction in a pair of russet leather boots
+given her by a friend who knew a lady who knew an actor  These boots
+an old foil and a slashed doublet once used by an artist for some
+picture were Jos chief treasures and appeared on all occasions  The
+smallness of the company made it necessary for the two principal actors
+to take several parts apiece and they certainly deserved some credit
+for the hard work they did in learning three or four different parts
+whisking in and out of various costumes and managing the stage
+besides  It was excellent drill for their memories a harmless
+amusement and employed many hours which otherwise would have been
+idle lonely or spent in less profitable society
+
+On Christmas night a dozen girls piled onto the bed which was the
+dress circle and sat before the blue and yellow chintz curtains in a
+most flattering state of expectancy  There was a good deal of rustling
+and whispering behind the curtain a trifle of lamp smoke and an
+occasional giggle from Amy who was apt to get hysterical in the
+excitement of the moment  Presently a bell sounded the curtains flew
+apart and the operatic tragedy began
+
+A gloomy wood according to the one playbill was represented by a
+few shrubs in pots green baize on the floor and a cave in the
+distance  This cave was made with a clothes horse for a roof bureaus
+for walls and in it was a small furnace in full blast with a black
+pot on it and an old witch bending over it  The stage was dark and the
+glow of the furnace had a fine effect especially as real steam issued
+from the kettle when the witch took off the cover  A moment was
+allowed for the first thrill to subside then Hugo the villain
+stalked in with a clanking sword at his side a slouching hat black
+beard mysterious cloak and the boots  After pacing to and fro in
+much agitation he struck his forehead and burst out in a wild strain
+singing of his hatred for Roderigo his love for Zara and his pleasing
+resolution to kill the one and win the other The gruff tones of Hugos
+voice with an occasional shout when his feelings overcame him were
+very impressive and the audience applauded the moment he paused for
+breath  Bowing with the air of one accustomed to public praise he
+stole to the cavern and ordered Hagar to come forth with a commanding
+What ho minion I need thee
+
+Out came Meg with gray horsehair hanging about her face a red and
+black robe a staff and cabalistic signs upon her cloak  Hugo
+demanded a potion to make Zara adore him and one to destroy Roderigo
+Hagar in a fine dramatic melody promised both and proceeded to call
+up the spirit who would bring the love philter
+
+    Hither hither from thy home
+    Airy sprite I bid thee come
+    Born of roses fed on dew
+    Charms and potions canst thou brew
+    Bring me here with elfin speed
+    The fragrant philter which I need
+    Make it sweet and swift and strong
+    Spirit answer now my song
+
+A soft strain of music sounded and then at the back of the cave
+appeared a little figure in cloudy white with glittering wings golden
+hair and a garland of roses on its head  Waving a wand it sang
+
+    Hither I come
+    From my airy home
+    Afar in the silver moon
+    Take the magic spell
+    And use it well
+    Or its power will vanish soon
+
+And dropping a small gilded bottle at the witchs feet the spirit
+vanished  Another chant from Hagar produced another apparition not a
+lovely one for with a bang an ugly black imp appeared and having
+croaked a reply tossed a dark bottle at Hugo and disappeared with a
+mocking laugh  Having warbled his thanks and put the potions in his
+boots Hugo departed and Hagar informed the audience that as he had
+killed a few of her friends in times past she had cursed him and
+intends to thwart his plans and be revenged on him  Then the curtain
+fell and the audience reposed and ate candy while discussing the
+merits of the play
+
+A good deal of hammering went on before the curtain rose again but
+when it became evident what a masterpiece of stage carpentery had been
+got up no one murmured at the delay  It was truly superb A tower
+rose to the ceiling halfway up appeared a window with a lamp burning
+in it and behind the white curtain appeared Zara in a lovely blue and
+silver dress waiting for Roderigo  He came in gorgeous array with
+plumed cap red cloak chestnut lovelocks a guitar and the boots of
+course  Kneeling at the foot of the tower he sang a serenade in
+melting tones  Zara replied and after a musical dialogue consented
+to fly  Then came the grand effect of the play  Roderigo produced a
+rope ladder with five steps to it threw up one end and invited Zara
+to descend  Timidly she crept from her lattice put her hand on
+Roderigos shoulder and was about to leap gracefully down when Alas
+Alas for Zara she forgot her train  It caught in the window the
+tower tottered leaned forward fell with a crash and buried the
+unhappy lovers in the ruins
+
+A universal shriek arose as the russet boots waved wildly from the
+wreck and a golden head emerged exclaiming I told you so  I told
+you so  With wonderful presence of mind Don Pedro the cruel sire
+rushed in dragged out his daughter with a hasty aside
+
+Dont laugh  Act as if it was all right and ordering Roderigo up
+banished him from the kingdom with wrath and scorn Though decidedly
+shaken by the fall from the tower upon him Roderigo defied the old
+gentleman and refused to stir  This dauntless example fired Zara  She
+also defied her sire and he ordered them both to the deepest dungeons
+of the castle  A stout little retainer came in with chains and led
+them away looking very much frightened and evidently forgetting the
+speech he ought to have made
+
+Act third was the castle hall and here Hagar appeared having come to
+free the lovers and finish Hugo  She hears him coming and hides sees
+him put the potions into two cups of wine and bid the timid little
+servant Bear them to the captives in their cells and tell them I
+shall come anon  The servant takes Hugo aside to tell him something
+and Hagar changes the cups for two others which are harmless
+Ferdinando the minion carries them away and Hagar puts back the
+cup which holds the poison meant for Roderigo Hugo getting thirsty
+after a long warble drinks it loses his wits and after a good deal
+of clutching and stamping falls flat and dies while Hagar informs him
+what she has done in a song of exquisite power and melody
+
+This was a truly thrilling scene though some persons might have
+thought that the sudden tumbling down of a quantity of long red hair
+rather marred the effect of the villains death  He was called before
+the curtain and with great propriety appeared leading Hagar whose
+singing was considered more wonderful than all the rest of the
+performance put together
+
+Act fourth displayed the despairing Roderigo on the point of stabbing
+himself because he has been told that Zara has deserted him Just as
+the dagger is at his heart a lovely song is sung under his window
+informing him that Zara is true but in danger and he can save her if
+he will  A key is thrown in which unlocks the door and in a spasm of
+rapture he tears off his chains and rushes away to find and rescue his
+lady love
+
+Act fifth opened with a stormy scene between Zara and Don Pedro He
+wishes her to go into a convent but she wont hear of it and after a
+touching appeal is about to faint when Roderigo dashes in and demands
+her hand  Don Pedro refuses because he is not rich They shout and
+gesticulate tremendously but cannot agree and Rodrigo is about to bear
+away the exhausted Zara when the timid servant enters with a letter
+and a bag from Hagar who has mysteriously disappeared  The latter
+informs the party that she bequeaths untold wealth to the young pair
+and an awful doom to Don Pedro if he doesnt make them happy  The bag
+is opened and several quarts of tin money shower down upon the stage
+till it is quite glorified with the glitter  This entirely softens the
+stern sire  He consents without a murmur all join in a joyful chorus
+and the curtain falls upon the lovers kneeling to receive Don Pedros
+blessing in attitudes of the most romantic grace
+
+Tumultuous applause followed but received an unexpected check for the
+cot bed on which the dress circle was built suddenly shut up and
+extinguished the enthusiastic audience  Roderigo and Don Pedro flew to
+the rescue and all were taken out unhurt though many were speechless
+with laughter  The excitement had hardly subsided when Hannah
+appeared with Mrs Marchs compliments and would the ladies walk
+down to supper
+
+This was a surprise even to the actors and when they saw the table
+they looked at one another in rapturous amazement  It was like Marmee
+to get up a little treat for them but anything so fine as this was
+unheard of since the departed days of plenty  There was ice cream
+actually two dishes of it pink and white and cake and fruit and
+distracting French bonbons and in the middle of the table four great
+bouquets of hot house flowers
+
+It quite took their breath away and they stared first at the table and
+then at their mother who looked as if she enjoyed it immensely
+
+Is it fairies asked Amy
+
+Santa Claus said Beth
+
+Mother did it And Meg smiled her sweetest in spite of her gray
+beard and white eyebrows
+
+Aunt March had a good fit and sent the supper cried Jo with a
+sudden inspiration
+
+All wrong  Old Mr Laurence sent it replied Mrs March
+
+The Laurence boys grandfather What in the world put such a thing
+into his head  We dont know him exclaimed Meg
+
+Hannah told one of his servants about your breakfast party He is an
+odd old gentleman but that pleased him  He knew my father years ago
+and he sent me a polite note this afternoon saying he hoped I would
+allow him to express his friendly feeling toward my children by sending
+them a few trifles in honor of the day  I could not refuse and so you
+have a little feast at night to make up for the bread and milk
+breakfast
+
+That boy put it into his head I know he did  Hes a capital fellow
+and I wish we could get acquainted  He looks as if hed like to know
+us but hes bashful and Meg is so prim she wont let me speak to him
+when we pass said Jo as the plates went round and the ice began to
+melt out of sight with ohs and ahs of satisfaction
+
+You mean the people who live in the big house next door dont you
+asked one of the girls  My mother knows old Mr Laurence but says
+hes very proud and doesnt like to mix with his neighbors He keeps
+his grandson shut up when he isnt riding or walking with his tutor
+and makes him study very hard  We invited him to our party but he
+didnt come  Mother says hes very nice though he never speaks to us
+girls
+
+Our cat ran away once and he brought her back and we talked over the
+fence and were getting on capitally all about cricket and so on
+when he saw Meg coming and walked off  I mean to know him some day
+for he needs fun Im sure he does said Jo decidedly
+
+I like his manners and he looks like a little gentleman so Ive no
+objection to your knowing him if a proper opportunity comes He
+brought the flowers himself and I should have asked him in if I had
+been sure what was going on upstairs  He looked so wistful as he went
+away hearing the frolic and evidently having none of his own
+
+Its a mercy you didnt Mother laughed Jo looking at her boots
+But well have another play sometime that he can see  Perhaps hell
+help act  Wouldnt that be jolly
+
+I never had such a fine bouquet before  How pretty it is And Meg
+examined her flowers with great interest
+
+They are lovely  But Beths roses are sweeter to me said Mrs
+March smelling the half dead posy in her belt
+
+Beth nestled up to her and whispered softly I wish I could send my
+bunch to Father  Im afraid he isnt having such a merry Christmas as
+we are
+
+
+
+CHAPTER THREE
+
+THE LAURENCE BOY
+
+Jo  Jo  Where are you cried Meg at the foot of the garret stairs
+
+Here answered a husky voice from above and running up Meg found
+her sister eating apples and crying over the Heir of Redclyffe wrapped
+up in a comforter on an old three legged sofa by the sunny window
+This was Jos favorite refuge and here she loved to retire with half a
+dozen russets and a nice book to enjoy the quiet and the society of a
+pet rat who lived near by and didnt mind her a particle  As Meg
+appeared Scrabble whisked into his hole  Jo shook the tears off her
+cheeks and waited to hear the news
+
+Such fun  Only see  A regular note of invitation from Mrs Gardiner
+for tomorrow night cried Meg waving the precious paper and then
+proceeding to read it with girlish delight
+
+Mrs Gardiner would be happy to see Miss March and Miss Josephine at
+a little dance on New Years Eve Marmee is willing we should go now
+what shall we wear
+
+Whats the use of asking that when you know we shall wear our
+poplins because we havent got anything else answered Jo with her
+mouth full
+
+If I only had a silk sighed Meg  Mother says I may when Im
+eighteen perhaps but two years is an everlasting time to wait
+
+Im sure our pops look like silk and they are nice enough for us
+Yours is as good as new but I forgot the burn and the tear in mine
+Whatever shall I do  The burn shows badly and I cant take any out
+
+You must sit still all you can and keep your back out of sight The
+front is all right  I shall have a new ribbon for my hair and Marmee
+will lend me her little pearl pin and my new slippers are lovely and
+my gloves will do though they arent as nice as Id like
+
+Mine are spoiled with lemonade and I cant get any new ones so I
+shall have to go without said Jo who never troubled herself much
+about dress
+
+You must have gloves or I wont go cried Meg decidedly Gloves are
+more important than anything else  You cant dance without them and
+if you dont I should be so mortified
+
+Then Ill stay still  I dont care much for company dancing Its no
+fun to go sailing round  I like to fly about and cut capers
+
+You cant ask Mother for new ones they are so expensive and you are
+so careless  She said when you spoiled the others that she shouldnt
+get you any more this winter  Cant you make them do
+
+I can hold them crumpled up in my hand so no one will know how
+stained they are  Thats all I can do  No  Ill tell you how we can
+manage each wear one good one and carry a bad one  Dont you see
+
+Your hands are bigger than mine and you will stretch my glove
+dreadfully began Meg whose gloves were a tender point with her
+
+Then Ill go without  I dont care what people say cried Jo taking
+up her book
+
+You may have it you may  Only dont stain it and do behave nicely
+Dont put your hands behind you or stare or say Christopher
+Columbus will you
+
+Dont worry about me  Ill be as prim as I can and not get into any
+scrapes if I can help it  Now go and answer your note and let me
+finish this splendid story
+
+So Meg went away to accept with thanks look over her dress and sing
+blithely as she did up her one real lace frill while Jo finished her
+story her four apples and had a game of romps with Scrabble
+
+On New Years Eve the parlor was deserted for the two younger girls
+played dressing maids and the two elder were absorbed in the
+all important business of getting ready for the party  Simple as the
+toilets were there was a great deal of running up and down laughing
+and talking and at one time a strong smell of burned hair pervaded the
+house  Meg wanted a few curls about her face and Jo undertook to
+pinch the papered locks with a pair of hot tongs
+
+Ought they to smoke like that asked Beth from her perch on the bed
+
+Its the dampness drying replied Jo
+
+What a queer smell  Its like burned feathers observed Amy
+smoothing her own pretty curls with a superior air
+
+There now Ill take off the papers and youll see a cloud of little
+ringlets said Jo putting down the tongs
+
+She did take off the papers but no cloud of ringlets appeared for the
+hair came with the papers and the horrified hairdresser laid a row of
+little scorched bundles on the bureau before her victim
+
+Oh oh oh What have you done  Im spoiled  I cant go  My hair
+oh my hair wailed Meg looking with despair at the uneven frizzle on
+her forehead
+
+Just my luck  You shouldnt have asked me to do it  I always spoil
+everything  Im so sorry but the tongs were too hot and so Ive made
+a mess groaned poor Jo regarding the little black pancakes with
+tears of regret
+
+It isnt spoiled  Just frizzle it and tie your ribbon so the ends
+come on your forehead a bit and it will look like the last fashion
+Ive seen many girls do it so said Amy consolingly
+
+Serves me right for trying to be fine  I wish Id let my hair alone
+cried Meg petulantly
+
+So do I it was so smooth and pretty  But it will soon grow out
+again said Beth coming to kiss and comfort the shorn sheep
+
+After various lesser mishaps Meg was finished at last and by the
+united exertions of the entire family Jos hair was got up and her
+dress on  They looked very well in their simple suits Megs in
+silvery drab with a blue velvet snood lace frills and the pearl pin
+Jo in maroon with a stiff gentlemanly linen collar and a white
+chrysanthemum or two for her only ornament Each put on one nice light
+glove and carried one soiled one and all pronounced the effect quite
+easy and fine  Megs high heeled slippers were very tight and hurt
+her though she would not own it and Jos nineteen hairpins all seemed
+stuck straight into her head which was not exactly comfortable but
+dear me let us be elegant or die
+
+Have a good time dearies said Mrs March as the sisters went
+daintily down the walk  Dont eat much supper and come away at
+eleven when I send Hannah for you  As the gate clashed behind them a
+voice cried from a window
+
+Girls girls  Have you you both got nice pocket handkerchiefs
+
+Yes yes spandy nice and Meg has cologne on hers cried Jo adding
+with a laugh as they went on I do believe Marmee would ask that if we
+were all running away from an earthquake
+
+It is one of her aristocratic tastes and quite proper for a real
+lady is always known by neat boots gloves and handkerchief replied
+Meg who had a good many little aristocratic tastes of her own
+
+Now dont forget to keep the bad breadth out of sight Jo Is my sash
+right  And does my hair look very bad said Meg as she turned from
+the glass in Mrs Gardiners dressing room after a prolonged prink
+
+I know I shall forget  If you see me doing anything wrong just
+remind me by a wink will you returned Jo giving her collar a twitch
+and her head a hasty brush
+
+No winking isnt ladylike  Ill lift my eyebrows if any thing is
+wrong and nod if you are all right  Now hold your shoulder straight
+and take short steps and dont shake hands if you are introduced to
+anyone  It isnt the thing
+
+How do you learn all the proper ways  I never can  Isnt that music
+gay
+
+Down they went feeling a trifle timid for they seldom went to
+parties and informal as this little gathering was it was an event to
+them  Mrs Gardiner a stately old lady greeted them kindly and
+handed them over to the eldest of her six daughters Meg knew Sallie
+and was at her ease very soon but Jo who didnt care much for girls
+or girlish gossip stood about with her back carefully against the
+wall and felt as much out of place as a colt in a flower garden  Half
+a dozen jovial lads were talking about skates in another part of the
+room and she longed to go and join them for skating was one of the
+joys of her life  She telegraphed her wish to Meg but the eyebrows
+went up so alarmingly that she dared not stir  No one came to talk to
+her and one by one the group dwindled away till she was left alone
+She could not roam about and amuse herself for the burned breadth
+would show so she stared at people rather forlornly till the dancing
+began  Meg was asked at once and the tight slippers tripped about so
+briskly that none would have guessed the pain their wearer suffered
+smilingly  Jo saw a big red headed youth approaching her corner and
+fearing he meant to engage her she slipped into a curtained recess
+intending to peep and enjoy herself in peace  Unfortunately another
+bashful person had chosen the same refuge for as the curtain fell
+behind her she found herself face to face with the Laurence boy
+
+Dear me I didnt know anyone was here stammered Jo preparing to
+back out as speedily as she had bounced in
+
+But the boy laughed and said pleasantly though he looked a little
+startled Dont mind me stay if you like
+
+Shant I disturb you
+
+Not a bit  I only came here because I dont know many people and felt
+rather strange at first you know
+
+So did I  Dont go away please unless youd rather
+
+The boy sat down again and looked at his pumps till Jo said trying to
+be polite and easy I think Ive had the pleasure of seeing you
+before  You live near us dont you
+
+Next door  And he looked up and laughed outright for Jos prim
+manner was rather funny when he remembered how they had chatted about
+cricket when he brought the cat home
+
+That put Jo at her ease and she laughed too as she said in her
+heartiest way We did have such a good time over your nice Christmas
+present
+
+Grandpa sent it
+
+But you put it into his head didnt you now
+
+How is your cat Miss March asked the boy trying to look sober
+while his black eyes shone with fun
+
+Nicely thank you Mr Laurence  But I am not Miss March Im only
+Jo returned the young lady
+
+Im not Mr Laurence Im only Laurie
+
+Laurie Laurence what an odd name
+
+My first name is Theodore but I dont like it for the fellows called
+me Dora so I made them say Laurie instead
+
+I hate my name too so sentimental  I wish every one would say Jo
+instead of Josephine  How did you make the boys stop calling you Dora
+
+I thrashed em
+
+I cant thrash Aunt March so I suppose I shall have to bear it  And
+Jo resigned herself with a sigh
+
+Dont you like to dance Miss Jo asked Laurie looking as if he
+thought the name suited her
+
+I like it well enough if there is plenty of room and everyone is
+lively  In a place like this Im sure to upset something tread on
+peoples toes or do something dreadful so I keep out of mischief and
+let Meg sail about  Dont you dance
+
+Sometimes  You see Ive been abroad a good many years and havent
+been into company enough yet to know how you do things here
+
+Abroad cried Jo  Oh tell me about it  I love dearly to hear
+people describe their travels
+
+Laurie didnt seem to know where to begin but Jos eager questions
+soon set him going and he told her how he had been at school in Vevay
+where the boys never wore hats and had a fleet of boats on the lake
+and for holiday fun went on walking trips about Switzerland with their
+teachers
+
+Dont I wish Id been there cried Jo  Did you go to Paris
+
+We spent last winter there
+
+Can you talk French
+
+We were not allowed to speak anything else at Vevay
+
+Do say some  I can read it but cant pronounce
+
+Quel nom a cette jeune demoiselle en les pantoufles jolis
+
+How nicely you do it  Let me see  you said Who is the young lady
+in the pretty slippers didnt you
+
+Oui mademoiselle
+
+Its my sister Margaret and you knew it was  Do you think she is
+pretty
+
+Yes she makes me think of the German girls she looks so fresh and
+quiet and dances like a lady
+
+Jo quite glowed with pleasure at this boyish praise of her sister and
+stored it up to repeat to Meg  Both peeped and criticized and chatted
+till they felt like old acquaintances  Lauries bashfulness soon wore
+off for Jos gentlemanly demeanor amused and set him at his ease and
+Jo was her merry self again because her dress was forgotten and nobody
+lifted their eyebrows at her  She liked the Laurence boy better than
+ever and took several good looks at him so that she might describe him
+to the girls for they had no brothers very few male cousins and boys
+were almost unknown creatures to them
+
+Curly black hair brown skin big black eyes handsome nose fine
+teeth small hands and feet taller than I am very polite for a boy
+and altogether jolly  Wonder how old he is
+
+It was on the tip of Jos tongue to ask but she checked herself in
+time and with unusual tact tried to find out in a round about way
+
+I suppose you are going to college soon  I see you pegging away at
+your books no I mean studying hard  And Jo blushed at the dreadful
+pegging which had escaped her
+
+Laurie smiled but didnt seem shocked and answered with a shrug  Not
+for a year or two  I wont go before seventeen anyway
+
+Arent you but fifteen asked Jo looking at the tall lad whom she
+had imagined seventeen already
+
+Sixteen next month
+
+How I wish I was going to college  You dont look as if you liked it
+
+I hate it  Nothing but grinding or skylarking  And I dont like the
+way fellows do either in this country
+
+What do you like
+
+To live in Italy and to enjoy myself in my own way
+
+Jo wanted very much to ask what his own way was but his black brows
+looked rather threatening as he knit them so she changed the subject
+by saying as her foot kept time Thats a splendid polka  Why dont
+you go and try it
+
+If you will come too he answered with a gallant little bow
+
+I cant for I told Meg I wouldnt because There Jo stopped and
+looked undecided whether to tell or to laugh
+
+Because what
+
+You wont tell
+
+Never
+
+Well I have a bad trick of standing before the fire and so I burn my
+frocks and I scorched this one and though its nicely mended it
+shows and Meg told me to keep still so no one would see it  You may
+laugh if you want to  It is funny I know
+
+But Laurie didnt laugh  He only looked down a minute and the
+expression of his face puzzled Jo when he said very gently Never mind
+that  Ill tell you how we can manage  Theres a long hall out there
+and we can dance grandly and no one will see us Please come
+
+Jo thanked him and gladly went wishing she had two neat gloves when
+she saw the nice pearl colored ones her partner wore  The hall was
+empty and they had a grand polka for Laurie danced well and taught
+her the German step which delighted Jo being full of swing and
+spring  When the music stopped they sat down on the stairs to get
+their breath and Laurie was in the midst of an account of a students
+festival at Heidelberg when Meg appeared in search of her sister  She
+beckoned and Jo reluctantly followed her into a side room where she
+found her on a sofa holding her foot and looking pale
+
+Ive sprained my ankle  That stupid high heel turned and gave me a
+sad wrench  It aches so I can hardly stand and I dont know how Im
+ever going to get home she said rocking to and fro in pain
+
+I knew youd hurt your feet with those silly shoes  Im sorry  But I
+dont see what you can do except get a carriage or stay here all
+night answered Jo softly rubbing the poor ankle as she spoke
+
+I cant have a carriage without its costing ever so much  I dare say
+I cant get one at all for most people come in their own and its a
+long way to the stable and no one to send
+
+Ill go
+
+No indeed  Its past nine and dark as Egypt  I cant stop here
+for the house is full  Sallie has some girls staying with her Ill
+rest till Hannah comes and then do the best I can
+
+Ill ask Laurie  He will go said Jo looking relieved as the idea
+occurred to her
+
+Mercy no  Dont ask or tell anyone  Get me my rubbers and put
+these slippers with our things  I cant dance anymore but as soon as
+supper is over watch for Hannah and tell me the minute she comes
+
+They are going out to supper now  Ill stay with you  Id rather
+
+No dear run along and bring me some coffee  Im so tired I cant
+stir
+
+So Meg reclined with rubbers well hidden and Jo went blundering away
+to the dining room which she found after going into a china closet
+and opening the door of a room where old Mr Gardiner was taking a
+little private refreshment  Making a dart at the table she secured
+the coffee which she immediately spilled thereby making the front of
+her dress as bad as the back
+
+Oh dear what a blunderbuss I am exclaimed Jo finishing Megs
+glove by scrubbing her gown with it
+
+Can I help you said a friendly voice  And there was Laurie with a
+full cup in one hand and a plate of ice in the other
+
+I was trying to get something for Meg who is very tired and someone
+shook me and here I am in a nice state answered Jo glancing
+dismally from the stained skirt to the coffee colored glove
+
+Too bad   I was looking for someone to give this to  May I take it
+to your sister
+
+Oh thank you  Ill show you where she is  I dont offer to take it
+myself for I should only get into another scrape if I did
+
+Jo led the way and as if used to waiting on ladies Laurie drew up a
+little table brought a second installment of coffee and ice for Jo
+and was so obliging that even particular Meg pronounced him a nice
+boy  They had a merry time over the bonbons and mottoes and were in
+the midst of a quiet game of Buzz with two or three other young
+people who had strayed in when Hannah appeared  Meg forgot her foot
+and rose so quickly that she was forced to catch hold of Jo with an
+exclamation of pain
+
+Hush  Dont say anything she whispered adding aloud Its
+nothing  I turned my foot a little thats all and limped upstairs
+to put her things on
+
+Hannah scolded Meg cried and Jo was at her wits end till she
+decided to take things into her own hands  Slipping out she ran down
+and finding a servant asked if he could get her a carriage It
+happened to be a hired waiter who knew nothing about the neighborhood
+and Jo was looking round for help when Laurie who had heard what she
+said came up and offered his grandfathers carriage which had just
+come for him he said
+
+Its so early  You cant mean to go yet began Jo looking relieved
+but hesitating to accept the offer
+
+I always go early I do truly  Please let me take you home Its all
+on my way you know and it rains they say
+
+That settled it and telling him of Megs mishap Jo gratefully
+accepted and rushed up to bring down the rest of the party  Hannah
+hated rain as much as a cat does so she made no trouble and they
+rolled away in the luxurious close carriage feeling very festive and
+elegant  Laurie went on the box so Meg could keep her foot up and the
+girls talked over their party in freedom
+
+I had a capital time  Did you asked Jo rumpling up her hair and
+making herself comfortable
+
+Yes till I hurt myself  Sallies friend Annie Moffat took a fancy
+to me and asked me to come and spend a week with her when Sallie does
+She is going in the spring when the opera comes and it will be
+perfectly splendid if Mother only lets me go answered Meg cheering
+up at the thought
+
+I saw you dancing with the red headed man I ran away from  Was he
+nice
+
+Oh very  His hair is auburn not red and he was very polite and I
+had a delicious redowa with him
+
+He looked like a grasshopper in a fit when he did the new step Laurie
+and I couldnt help laughing  Did you hear us
+
+No but it was very rude  What were you about all that time hidden
+away there
+
+Jo told her adventures and by the time she had finished they were at
+home  With many thanks they said good night and crept in hoping to
+disturb no one but the instant their door creaked two little
+nightcaps bobbed up and two sleepy but eager voices cried out
+
+Tell about the party  Tell about the party
+
+With what Meg called a great want of manners Jo had saved some
+bonbons for the little girls and they soon subsided after hearing the
+most thrilling events of the evening
+
+I declare it really seems like being a fine young lady to come home
+from the party in a carriage and sit in my dressing gown with a maid to
+wait on me said Meg as Jo bound up her foot with arnica and brushed
+her hair
+
+I dont believe fine young ladies enjoy themselves a bit more than we
+do in spite of our burned hair old gowns one glove apiece and tight
+slippers that sprain our ankles when we are silly enough to wear them
+And I think Jo was quite right
+
+
+
+CHAPTER FOUR
+
+BURDENS
+
+Oh dear how hard it does seem to take up our packs and go on
+sighed Meg the morning after the party for now the holidays were over
+the week of merrymaking did not fit her for going on easily with the
+task she never liked
+
+I wish it was Christmas or New Years all the time Wouldnt it be
+fun answered Jo yawning dismally
+
+We shouldnt enjoy ourselves half so much as we do now But it does
+seem so nice to have little suppers and bouquets and go to parties
+and drive home and read and rest and not work  Its like other
+people you know and I always envy girls who do such things Im so
+fond of luxury said Meg trying to decide which of two shabby gowns
+was the least shabby
+
+Well we cant have it so dont let us grumble but shoulder our
+bundles and trudge along as cheerfully as Marmee does  Im sure Aunt
+March is a regular Old Man of the Sea to me but I suppose when Ive
+learned to carry her without complaining she will tumble off or get
+so light that I shant mind her
+
+This idea tickled Jos fancy and put her in good spirits but Meg
+didnt brighten for her burden consisting of four spoiled children
+seemed heavier than ever She had not heart enough even to make herself
+pretty as usual by putting on a blue neck ribbon and dressing her hair
+in the most becoming way
+
+Wheres the use of looking nice when no one sees me but those cross
+midgets and no one cares whether Im pretty or not she muttered
+shutting her drawer with a jerk  I shall have to toil and moil all my
+days with only little bits of fun now and then and get old and ugly
+and sour because Im poor and cant enjoy my life as other girls do
+Its a shame
+
+So Meg went down wearing an injured look and wasnt at all agreeable
+at breakfast time  Everyone seemed rather out of sorts and inclined to
+croak
+
+Beth had a headache and lay on the sofa trying to comfort herself with
+the cat and three kittens  Amy was fretting because her lessons were
+not learned and she couldnt find her rubbers  Jo would whistle and
+make a great racket getting ready
+
+Mrs March was very busy trying to finish a letter which must go at
+once and Hannah had the grumps for being up late didnt suit her
+
+There never was such a cross family cried Jo losing her temper when
+she had upset an inkstand broken both boot lacings and sat down upon
+her hat
+
+Youre the crossest person in it returned Amy washing out the sum
+that was all wrong with the tears that had fallen on her slate
+
+Beth if you dont keep these horrid cats down cellar Ill have them
+drowned exclaimed Meg angrily as she tried to get rid of the kitten
+which had scrambled up her back and stuck like a burr just out of reach
+
+Jo laughed Meg scolded Beth implored and Amy wailed because she
+couldnt remember how much nine times twelve was
+
+Girls girls do be quiet one minute  I must get this off by the
+early mail and you drive me distracted with your worry cried Mrs
+March crossing out the third spoiled sentence in her letter
+
+There was a momentary lull broken by Hannah who stalked in laid two
+hot turnovers on the table and stalked out again These turnovers were
+an institution and the girls called them muffs for they had no
+others and found the hot pies very comforting to their hands on cold
+mornings
+
+Hannah never forgot to make them no matter how busy or grumpy she
+might be for the walk was long and bleak The poor things got no other
+lunch and were seldom home before two
+
+Cuddle your cats and get over your headache Bethy Goodbye Marmee
+We are a set of rascals this morning but well come home regular
+angels  Now then Meg  And Jo tramped away feeling that the
+pilgrims were not setting out as they ought to do
+
+They always looked back before turning the corner for their mother was
+always at the window to nod and smile and wave her hand to them
+Somehow it seemed as if they couldnt have got through the day without
+that for whatever their mood might be the last glimpse of that
+motherly face was sure to affect them like sunshine
+
+If Marmee shook her fist instead of kissing her hand to us it would
+serve us right for more ungrateful wretches than we are were never
+seen cried Jo taking a remorseful satisfaction in the snowy walk and
+bitter wind
+
+Dont use such dreadful expressions replied Meg from the depths of
+the veil in which she had shrouded herself like a nun sick of the world
+
+I like good strong words that mean something replied Jo catching
+her hat as it took a leap off her head preparatory to flying away
+altogether
+
+Call yourself any names you like but I am neither a rascal nor a
+wretch and I dont choose to be called so
+
+Youre a blighted being and decidedly cross today because you cant
+sit in the lap of luxury all the time  Poor dear just wait till I
+make my fortune and you shall revel in carriages and ice cream and
+high heeled slippers and posies and red headed boys to dance with
+
+How ridiculous you are Jo  But Meg laughed at the nonsense and felt
+better in spite of herself
+
+Lucky for you I am for if I put on crushed airs and tried to be
+dismal as you do we should be in a nice state Thank goodness I can
+always find something funny to keep me up  Dont croak any more but
+come home jolly theres a dear
+
+Jo gave her sister an encouraging pat on the shoulder as they parted
+for the day each going a different way each hugging her little warm
+turnover and each trying to be cheerful in spite of wintry weather
+hard work and the unsatisfied desires of pleasure loving youth
+
+When Mr March lost his property in trying to help an unfortunate
+friend the two oldest girls begged to be allowed to do something
+toward their own support at least  Believing that they could not
+begin too early to cultivate energy industry and independence their
+parents consented and both fell to work with the hearty good will
+which in spite of all obstacles is sure to succeed at last
+
+Margaret found a place as nursery governess and felt rich with her
+small salary  As she said she was fond of luxury and her chief
+trouble was poverty  She found it harder to bear than the others
+because she could remember a time when home was beautiful life full of
+ease and pleasure and want of any kind unknown  She tried not to be
+envious or discontented but it was very natural that the young girl
+should long for pretty things gay friends accomplishments and a
+happy life  At the Kings she daily saw all she wanted for the
+childrens older sisters were just out and Meg caught frequent
+glimpses of dainty ball dresses and bouquets heard lively gossip about
+theaters concerts sleighing parties and merrymakings of all kinds
+and saw money lavished on trifles which would have been so precious to
+her  Poor Meg seldom complained but a sense of injustice made her
+feel bitter toward everyone sometimes for she had not yet learned to
+know how rich she was in the blessings which alone can make life happy
+
+Jo happened to suit Aunt March who was lame and needed an active
+person to wait upon her  The childless old lady had offered to adopt
+one of the girls when the troubles came and was much offended because
+her offer was declined  Other friends told the Marches that they had
+lost all chance of being remembered in the rich old ladys will but
+the unworldly Marches only said
+
+We cant give up our girls for a dozen fortunes  Rich or poor we
+will keep together and be happy in one another
+
+The old lady wouldnt speak to them for a time but happening to meet
+Jo at a friends something in her comical face and blunt manners
+struck the old ladys fancy and she proposed to take her for a
+companion  This did not suit Jo at all but she accepted the place
+since nothing better appeared and to every ones surprise got on
+remarkably well with her irascible relative  There was an occasional
+tempest and once Jo marched home declaring she couldnt bear it
+longer but Aunt March always cleared up quickly and sent for her to
+come back again with such urgency that she could not refuse for in her
+heart she rather liked the peppery old lady
+
+I suspect that the real attraction was a large library of fine books
+which was left to dust and spiders since Uncle March died  Jo
+remembered the kind old gentleman who used to let her build railroads
+and bridges with his big dictionaries tell her stories about queer
+pictures in his Latin books and buy her cards of gingerbread whenever
+he met her in the street  The dim dusty room with the busts staring
+down from the tall bookcases the cozy chairs the globes and best of
+all the wilderness of books in which she could wander where she liked
+made the library a region of bliss to her
+
+The moment Aunt March took her nap or was busy with company Jo
+hurried to this quiet place and curling herself up in the easy chair
+devoured poetry romance history travels and pictures like a regular
+bookworm  But like all happiness it did not last long for as sure
+as she had just reached the heart of the story the sweetest verse of a
+song or the most perilous adventure of her traveler a shrill voice
+called Josy phine Josy phine and she had to leave her paradise to
+wind yarn wash the poodle or read Belshams Essays by the hour
+together
+
+Jos ambition was to do something very splendid  What it was she had
+no idea as yet but left it for time to tell her and meanwhile found
+her greatest affliction in the fact that she couldnt read run and
+ride as much as she liked  A quick temper sharp tongue and restless
+spirit were always getting her into scrapes and her life was a series
+of ups and downs which were both comic and pathetic But the training
+she received at Aunt Marchs was just what she needed and the thought
+that she was doing something to support herself made her happy in spite
+of the perpetual Josy phine
+
+Beth was too bashful to go to school  It had been tried but she
+suffered so much that it was given up and she did her lessons at home
+with her father  Even when he went away and her mother was called to
+devote her skill and energy to Soldiers Aid Societies Beth went
+faithfully on by herself and did the best she could  She was a
+housewifely little creature and helped Hannah keep home neat and
+comfortable for the workers never thinking of any reward but to be
+loved  Long quiet days she spent not lonely nor idle for her little
+world was peopled with imaginary friends and she was by nature a busy
+bee  There were six dolls to be taken up and dressed every morning
+for Beth was a child still and loved her pets as well as ever  Not one
+whole or handsome one among them all were outcasts till Beth took them
+in for when her sisters outgrew these idols they passed to her
+because Amy would have nothing old or ugly Beth cherished them all the
+more tenderly for that very reason and set up a hospital for infirm
+dolls  No pins were ever stuck into their cotton vitals no harsh
+words or blows were ever given them no neglect ever saddened the heart
+of the most repulsive but all were fed and clothed nursed and
+caressed with an affection which never failed One forlorn fragment of
+dollanity had belonged to Jo and having led a tempestuous life was
+left a wreck in the rag bag from which dreary poorhouse it was rescued
+by Beth and taken to her refuge  Having no top to its head she tied
+on a neat little cap and as both arms and legs were gone she hid
+these deficiencies by folding it in a blanket and devoting her best bed
+to this chronic invalid  If anyone had known the care lavished on that
+dolly I think it would have touched their hearts even while they
+laughed She brought it bits of bouquets she read to it took it out
+to breathe fresh air hidden under her coat she sang it lullabies and
+never went to bed without kissing its dirty face and whispering
+tenderly I hope youll have a good night my poor dear
+
+Beth had her troubles as well as the others and not being an angel but
+a very human little girl she often wept a little weep as Jo said
+because she couldnt take music lessons and have a fine piano  She
+loved music so dearly tried so hard to learn and practiced away so
+patiently at the jingling old instrument that it did seem as if
+someone (not to hint Aunt March) ought to help her  Nobody did
+however and nobody saw Beth wipe the tears off the yellow keys that
+wouldnt keep in tune when she was all alone She sang like a little
+lark about her work never was too tired for Marmee and the girls and
+day after day said hopefully to herself I know Ill get my music some
+time if Im good
+
+There are many Beths in the world shy and quiet sitting in corners
+till needed and living for others so cheerfully that no one sees the
+sacrifices till the little cricket on the hearth stops chirping and
+the sweet sunshiny presence vanishes leaving silence and shadow
+behind
+
+If anybody had asked Amy what the greatest trial of her life was she
+would have answered at once My nose  When she was a baby Jo had
+accidently dropped her into the coal hod and Amy insisted that the
+fall had ruined her nose forever  It was not big nor red like poor
+Petreas it was only rather flat and all the pinching in the world
+could not give it an aristocratic point  No one minded it but herself
+and it was doing its best to grow but Amy felt deeply the want of a
+Grecian nose and drew whole sheets of handsome ones to console herself
+
+Little Raphael as her sisters called her had a decided talent for
+drawing and was never so happy as when copying flowers designing
+fairies or illustrating stories with queer specimens of art  Her
+teachers complained that instead of doing her sums she covered her
+slate with animals the blank pages of her atlas were used to copy maps
+on and caricatures of the most ludicrous description came fluttering
+out of all her books at unlucky moments  She got through her lessons
+as well as she could and managed to escape reprimands by being a model
+of deportment  She was a great favorite with her mates being
+good tempered and possessing the happy art of pleasing without effort
+Her little airs and graces were much admired so were her
+accomplishments for besides her drawing she could play twelve tunes
+crochet and read French without mispronouncing more than two thirds of
+the words  She had a plaintive way of saying When Papa was rich we
+did so and so which was very touching and her long words were
+considered perfectly elegant by the girls
+
+Amy was in a fair way to be spoiled for everyone petted her and her
+small vanities and selfishnesses were growing nicely One thing
+however rather quenched the vanities  She had to wear her cousins
+clothes  Now Florences mama hadnt a particle of taste and Amy
+suffered deeply at having to wear a red instead of a blue bonnet
+unbecoming gowns and fussy aprons that did not fit  Everything was
+good well made and little worn but Amys artistic eyes were much
+afflicted especially this winter when her school dress was a dull
+purple with yellow dots and no trimming
+
+My only comfort she said to Meg with tears in her eyes is that
+Mother doesnt take tucks in my dresses whenever Im naughty as Maria
+Parkss mother does  My dear its really dreadful for sometimes she
+is so bad her frock is up to her knees and she cant come to school
+When I think of this deggerredation I feel that I can bear even my
+flat nose and purple gown with yellow sky rockets on it
+
+Meg was Amys confidant and monitor and by some strange attraction of
+opposites Jo was gentle Beths  To Jo alone did the shy child tell her
+thoughts and over her big harum scarum sister Beth unconsciously
+exercised more influence than anyone in the family  The two older
+girls were a great deal to one another but each took one of the
+younger sisters into her keeping and watched over her in her own way
+playing mother they called it and put their sisters in the places of
+discarded dolls with the maternal instinct of little women
+
+Has anybody got anything to tell  Its been such a dismal day Im
+really dying for some amusement said Meg as they sat sewing together
+that evening
+
+I had a queer time with Aunt today and as I got the best of it Ill
+tell you about it began Jo who dearly loved to tell stories  I was
+reading that everlasting Belsham and droning away as I always do for
+Aunt soon drops off and then I take out some nice book and read like
+fury till she wakes up  I actually made myself sleepy and before she
+began to nod I gave such a gape that she asked me what I meant by
+opening my mouth wide enough to take the whole book in at once
+
+I wish I could and be done with it said I trying not to be saucy
+
+Then she gave me a long lecture on my sins and told me to sit and
+think them over while she just lost herself for a moment She never
+finds herself very soon so the minute her cap began to bob like a
+top heavy dahlia I whipped the Vicar of Wakefield out of my pocket
+and read away with one eye on him and one on Aunt Id just got to
+where they all tumbled into the water when I forgot and laughed out
+loud  Aunt woke up and being more good natured after her nap told me
+to read a bit and show what frivolous work I preferred to the worthy
+and instructive Belsham I did my very best and she liked it though
+she only said
+
+I dont understand what its all about  Go back and begin it
+child
+
+Back I went and made the Primroses as interesting as ever I could
+Once I was wicked enough to stop in a thrilling place and say meekly
+Im afraid it tires you maam  Shant I stop now
+
+She caught up her knitting which had dropped out of her hands gave
+me a sharp look through her specs and said in her short way Finish
+the chapter and dont be impertinent miss
+
+Did she own she liked it asked Meg
+
+Oh bless you no  But she let old Belsham rest and when I ran back
+after my gloves this afternoon there she was so hard at the Vicar
+that she didnt hear me laugh as I danced a jig in the hall because of
+the good time coming  What a pleasant life she might have if only she
+chose  I dont envy her much in spite of her money for after all
+rich people have about as many worries as poor ones I think added Jo
+
+That reminds me said Meg that Ive got something to tell It isnt
+funny like Jos story but I thought about it a good deal as I came
+home  At the Kings today I found everybody in a flurry and one of
+the children said that her oldest brother had done something dreadful
+and Papa had sent him away  I heard Mrs King crying and Mr King
+talking very loud and Grace and Ellen turned away their faces when
+they passed me so I shouldnt see how red and swollen their eyes were
+I didnt ask any questions of course but I felt so sorry for them and
+was rather glad I hadnt any wild brothers to do wicked things and
+disgrace the family
+
+I think being disgraced in school is a great deal tryinger than
+anything bad boys can do said Amy shaking her head as if her
+experience of life had been a deep one  Susie Perkins came to school
+today with a lovely red carnelian ring  I wanted it dreadfully and
+wished I was her with all my might  Well she drew a picture of Mr
+Davis with a monstrous nose and a hump and the words Young ladies
+my eye is upon you coming out of his mouth in a balloon thing  We
+were laughing over it when all of a sudden his eye was on us and he
+ordered Susie to bring up her slate  She was parrylized with fright
+but she went and oh what do you think he did  He took her by the
+ear the ear  Just fancy how horrid and led her to the recitation
+platform and made her stand there half an hour holding the slate so
+everyone could see
+
+Didnt the girls laugh at the picture asked Jo who relished the
+scrape
+
+Laugh Not one They sat still as mice and Susie cried quarts I know
+she did  I didnt envy her then for I felt that millions of carnelian
+rings wouldnt have made me happy after that I never never should
+have got over such a agonizing mortification And Amy went on with her
+work in the proud consciousness of virtue and the successful utterance
+of two long words in a breath
+
+I saw something I liked this morning and I meant to tell it at
+dinner but I forgot said Beth putting Jos topsy turvy basket in
+order as she talked  When I went to get some oysters for Hannah Mr
+Laurence was in the fish shop but he didnt see me for I kept behind
+the fish barrel and he was busy with Mr Cutter the fish man A poor
+woman came in with a pail and a mop and asked Mr Cutter if he would
+let her do some scrubbing for a bit of fish because she hadnt any
+dinner for her children and had been disappointed of a days work
+Mr Cutter was in a hurry and said No rather crossly so she was
+going away looking hungry and sorry when Mr Laurence hooked up a big
+fish with the crooked end of his cane and held it out to her  She was
+so glad and surprised she took it right into her arms and thanked him
+over and over  He told her to go along and cook it and she hurried
+off so happy  Wasnt it good of him  Oh she did look so funny
+hugging the big slippery fish and hoping Mr Laurences bed in heaven
+would be aisy
+
+When they had laughed at Beths story they asked their mother for one
+and after a moments thought she said soberly As I sat cutting out
+blue flannel jackets today at the rooms I felt very anxious about
+Father and thought how lonely and helpless we should be if anything
+happened to him  It was not a wise thing to do but I kept on worrying
+till an old man came in with an order for some clothes  He sat down
+near me and I began to talk to him for he looked poor and tired and
+anxious
+
+Have you sons in the army I asked for the note he brought was not
+to me
+
+Yes maam  I had four but two were killed one is a prisoner and
+Im going to the other who is very sick in a Washington hospital he
+answered quietly
+
+You have done a great deal for your country sir I said feeling
+respect now instead of pity
+
+Not a mite more than I ought maam  Id go myself if I was any
+use  As I aint I give my boys and give em free
+
+He spoke so cheerfully looked so sincere and seemed so glad to give
+his all that I was ashamed of myself  Id given one man and thought
+it too much while he gave four without grudging them  I had all my
+girls to comfort me at home and his last son was waiting miles away
+to say good by to him perhaps  I felt so rich so happy thinking of
+my blessings that I made him a nice bundle gave him some money and
+thanked him heartily for the lesson he had taught me
+
+Tell another story Mother one with a moral to it like this I like
+to think about them afterward if they are real and not too preachy
+said Jo after a minutes silence
+
+Mrs March smiled and began at once for she had told stories to this
+little audience for many years and knew how to please them
+
+Once upon a time there were four girls who had enough to eat and
+drink and wear a good many comforts and pleasures kind friends and
+parents who loved them dearly and yet they were not contented (Here
+the listeners stole sly looks at one another and began to sew
+diligently) These girls were anxious to be good and made many
+excellent resolutions but they did not keep them very well and were
+constantly saying If only we had this or If we could only do
+that quite forgetting how much they already had and how many things
+they actually could do  So they asked an old woman what spell they
+could use to make them happy and she said When you feel
+discontented think over your blessings and be grateful (Here Jo
+looked up quickly as if about to speak but changed her mind seeing
+that the story was not done yet)
+
+Being sensible girls they decided to try her advice and soon were
+surprised to see how well off they were  One discovered that money
+couldnt keep shame and sorrow out of rich peoples houses another
+that though she was poor she was a great deal happier with her
+youth health and good spirits than a certain fretful feeble old
+lady who couldnt enjoy her comforts a third that disagreeable as it
+was to help get dinner it was harder still to go begging for it and
+the fourth that even carnelian rings were not so valuable as good
+behavior  So they agreed to stop complaining to enjoy the blessings
+already possessed and try to deserve them lest they should be taken
+away entirely instead of increased and I believe they were never
+disappointed or sorry that they took the old womans advice
+
+Now Marmee that is very cunning of you to turn our own stories
+against us and give us a sermon instead of a romance cried Meg
+
+I like that kind of sermon  Its the sort Father used to tell us
+said Beth thoughtfully putting the needles straight on Jos cushion
+
+I dont complain near as much as the others do and I shall be more
+careful than ever now for Ive had warning from Susies downfall
+said Amy morally
+
+We needed that lesson and we wont forget it  If we do so you just
+say to us as old Chloe did in Uncle Tom Tink ob yer marcies
+chillen Tink ob yer marcies added Jo who could not for the life
+of her help getting a morsel of fun out of the little sermon though
+she took it to heart as much as any of them
+
+
+
+CHAPTER FIVE
+
+BEING NEIGHBORLY
+
+What in the world are you going to do now Jo asked Meg one snowy
+afternoon as her sister came tramping through the hall in rubber
+boots old sack and hood with a broom in one hand and a shovel in the
+other
+
+Going out for exercise answered Jo with a mischievous twinkle in her
+eyes
+
+I should think two long walks this morning would have been enough
+Its cold and dull out and I advise you to stay warm and dry by the
+fire as I do said Meg with a shiver
+
+Never take advice  Cant keep still all day and not being a
+pussycat I dont like to doze by the fire  I like adventures and Im
+going to find some
+
+Meg went back to toast her feet and read Ivanhoe and Jo began to dig
+paths with great energy  The snow was light and with her broom she
+soon swept a path all round the garden for Beth to walk in when the
+sun came out and the invalid dolls needed air  Now the garden
+separated the Marches house from that of Mr Laurence  Both stood in
+a suburb of the city which was still country like with groves and
+lawns large gardens and quiet streets  A low hedge parted the two
+estates  On one side was an old brown house looking rather bare and
+shabby robbed of the vines that in summer covered its walls and the
+flowers which then surrounded it  On the other side was a stately
+stone mansion plainly betokening every sort of comfort and luxury
+from the big coach house and well kept grounds to the conservatory and
+the glimpses of lovely things one caught between the rich curtains
+
+Yet it seemed a lonely lifeless sort of house for no children
+frolicked on the lawn no motherly face ever smiled at the windows and
+few people went in and out except the old gentleman and his grandson
+
+To Jos lively fancy this fine house seemed a kind of enchanted
+palace full of splendors and delights which no one enjoyed  She had
+long wanted to behold these hidden glories and to know the Laurence
+boy who looked as if he would like to be known if he only knew how to
+begin  Since the party she had been more eager than ever and had
+planned many ways of making friends with him but he had not been seen
+lately and Jo began to think he had gone away when she one day spied
+a brown face at an upper window looking wistfully down into their
+garden where Beth and Amy were snow balling one another
+
+That boy is suffering for society and fun she said to herself His
+grandpa does not know whats good for him and keeps him shut up all
+alone  He needs a party of jolly boys to play with or somebody young
+and lively  Ive a great mind to go over and tell the old gentleman
+so
+
+The idea amused Jo who liked to do daring things and was always
+scandalizing Meg by her queer performances  The plan of going over
+was not forgotten  And when the snowy afternoon came Jo resolved to
+try what could be done  She saw Mr Lawrence drive off and then
+sallied out to dig her way down to the hedge where she paused and took
+a survey  All quiet curtains down at the lower windows servants out
+of sight and nothing human visible but a curly black head leaning on a
+thin hand at the upper window
+
+There he is thought Jo Poor boy  All alone and sick this dismal
+day  Its a shame  Ill toss up a snowball and make him look out and
+then say a kind word to him
+
+Up went a handful of soft snow and the head turned at once showing a
+face which lost its listless look in a minute as the big eyes
+brightened and the mouth began to smile  Jo nodded and laughed and
+flourished her broom as she called out
+
+How do you do  Are you sick
+
+Laurie opened the window and croaked out as hoarsely as a raven
+
+Better thank you  Ive had a bad cold and been shut up a week
+
+Im sorry  What do you amuse yourself with
+
+Nothing  Its dull as tombs up here
+
+Dont you read
+
+Not much  They wont let me
+
+Cant somebody read to you
+
+Grandpa does sometimes but my books dont interest him and I hate to
+ask Brooke all the time
+
+Have someone come and see you then
+
+There isnt anyone Id like to see  Boys make such a row and my head
+is weak
+
+Isnt there some nice girl whod read and amuse you  Girls are quiet
+and like to play nurse
+
+Dont know any
+
+You know us began Jo then laughed and stopped
+
+So I do  Will you come please cried Laurie
+
+Im not quiet and nice but Ill come if Mother will let me Ill go
+ask her  Shut the window like a good boy and wait till I come
+
+With that Jo shouldered her broom and marched into the house
+wondering what they would all say to her  Laurie was in a flutter of
+excitement at the idea of having company and flew about to get ready
+for as Mrs March said he was a little gentleman and did honor to
+the coming guest by brushing his curly pate putting on a fresh color
+and trying to tidy up the room which in spite of half a dozen
+servants was anything but neat  Presently there came a loud ring
+than a decided voice asking for Mr Laurie and a surprised looking
+servant came running up to announce a young lady
+
+All right show her up its Miss Jo said Laurie going to the door
+of his little parlor to meet Jo who appeared looking rosy and quite
+at her ease with a covered dish in one hand and Beths three kittens
+in the other
+
+Here I am bag and baggage she said briskly  Mother sent her love
+and was glad if I could do anything for you  Meg wanted me to bring
+some of her blanc mange she makes it very nicely and Beth thought her
+cats would be comforting  I knew youd laugh at them but I couldnt
+refuse she was so anxious to do something
+
+It so happened that Beths funny loan was just the thing for in
+laughing over the kits Laurie forgot his bashfulness and grew
+sociable at once
+
+That looks too pretty to eat he said smiling with pleasure as Jo
+uncovered the dish and showed the blanc mange surrounded by a garland
+of green leaves and the scarlet flowers of Amys pet geranium
+
+It isnt anything only they all felt kindly and wanted to show it
+Tell the girl to put it away for your tea  Its so simple you can eat
+it and being soft it will slip down without hurting your sore throat
+What a cozy room this is
+
+It might be if it was kept nice but the maids are lazy and I dont
+know how to make them mind  It worries me though
+
+Ill right it up in two minutes for it only needs to have the hearth
+brushed so and the things made straight on the mantelpiece so and
+the books put here and the bottles there and your sofa turned from
+the light and the pillows plumped up a bit  Now then youre fixed
+
+And so he was for as she laughed and talked Jo had whisked things
+into place and given quite a different air to the room  Laurie watched
+her in respectful silence and when she beckoned him to his sofa he
+sat down with a sigh of satisfaction saying gratefully
+
+How kind you are  Yes thats what it wanted  Now please take the
+big chair and let me do something to amuse my company
+
+No I came to amuse you  Shall I read aloud and Jo looked
+affectionately toward some inviting books near by
+
+Thank you  Ive read all those and if you dont mind Id rather
+talk answered Laurie
+
+Not a bit  Ill talk all day if youll only set me going Beth says I
+never know when to stop
+
+Is Beth the rosy one who stays at home good deal and sometimes goes
+out with a little basket asked Laurie with interest
+
+Yes thats Beth  Shes my girl and a regular good one she is too
+
+The pretty one is Meg and the curly haired one is Amy I believe
+
+How did you find that out
+
+Laurie colored up but answered frankly Why you see I often hear you
+calling to one another and when Im alone up here I cant help
+looking over at your house you always seem to be having such good
+times  I beg your pardon for being so rude but sometimes you forget
+to put down the curtain at the window where the flowers are And when
+the lamps are lighted its like looking at a picture to see the fire
+and you all around the table with your mother  Her face is right
+opposite and it looks so sweet behind the flowers I cant help
+watching it  I havent got any mother you know And Laurie poked the
+fire to hide a little twitching of the lips that he could not control
+
+The solitary hungry look in his eyes went straight to Jos warm heart
+She had been so simply taught that there was no nonsense in her head
+and at fifteen she was as innocent and frank as any child  Laurie was
+sick and lonely and feeling how rich she was in home and happiness
+she gladly tried to share it with him Her face was very friendly and
+her sharp voice unusually gentle as she said
+
+Well never draw that curtain any more and I give you leave to look
+as much as you like  I just wish though instead of peeping youd
+come over and see us  Mother is so splendid shed do you heaps of
+good and Beth would sing to you if I begged her to and Amy would
+dance  Meg and I would make you laugh over our funny stage properties
+and wed have jolly times  Wouldnt your grandpa let you
+
+I think he would if your mother asked him  Hes very kind though he
+does not look so and he lets me do what I like pretty much only hes
+afraid I might be a bother to strangers began Laurie brightening
+more and more
+
+We are not strangers we are neighbors and you neednt think youd be
+a bother  We want to know you and Ive been trying to do it this ever
+so long  We havent been here a great while you know but we have got
+acquainted with all our neighbors but you
+
+You see Grandpa lives among his books and doesnt mind much what
+happens outside  Mr Brooke my tutor doesnt stay here you know
+and I have no one to go about with me so I just stop at home and get
+on as I can
+
+Thats bad  You ought to make an effort and go visiting everywhere
+you are asked then youll have plenty of friends and pleasant places
+to go to  Never mind being bashful  It wont last long if you keep
+going
+
+Laurie turned red again but wasnt offended at being accused of
+bashfulness for there was so much good will in Jo it was impossible
+not to take her blunt speeches as kindly as they were meant
+
+Do you like your school asked the boy changing the subject after a
+little pause during which he stared at the fire and Jo looked about
+her well pleased
+
+Dont go to school Im a businessman girl I mean  I go to wait on
+my great aunt and a dear cross old soul she is too answered Jo
+
+Laurie opened his mouth to ask another question but remembering just
+in time that it wasnt manners to make too many inquiries into peoples
+affairs he shut it again and looked uncomfortable
+
+Jo liked his good breeding and didnt mind having a laugh at Aunt
+March so she gave him a lively description of the fidgety old lady
+her fat poodle the parrot that talked Spanish and the library where
+she reveled
+
+Laurie enjoyed that immensely and when she told about the prim old
+gentleman who came once to woo Aunt March and in the middle of a fine
+speech how Poll had tweaked his wig off to his great dismay the boy
+lay back and laughed till the tears ran down his cheeks and a maid
+popped her head in to see what was the matter
+
+Oh  That does me no end of good  Tell on please he said taking
+his face out of the sofa cushion red and shining with merriment
+
+Much elated with her success Jo did tell on all about their plays
+and plans their hopes and fears for Father and the most interesting
+events of the little world in which the sisters lived  Then they got
+to talking about books and to Jos delight she found that Laurie
+loved them as well as she did and had read even more than herself
+
+If you like them so much come down and see ours  Grandfather is out
+so you neednt be afraid said Laurie getting up
+
+Im not afraid of anything returned Jo with a toss of the head
+
+I dont believe you are exclaimed the boy looking at her with much
+admiration though he privately thought she would have good reason to
+be a trifle afraid of the old gentleman if she met him in some of his
+moods
+
+The atmosphere of the whole house being summerlike Laurie led the way
+from room to room letting Jo stop to examine whatever struck her
+fancy  And so at last they came to the library where she clapped her
+hands and pranced as she always did when especially delighted  It was
+lined with books and there were pictures and statues and distracting
+little cabinets full of coins and curiosities and Sleepy Hollow
+chairs and queer tables and bronzes and best of all a great open
+fireplace with quaint tiles all round it
+
+What richness sighed Jo sinking into the depth of a velour chair
+and gazing about her with an air of intense satisfaction Theodore
+Laurence you ought to be the happiest boy in the world she added
+impressively
+
+A fellow cant live on books said Laurie shaking his head as he
+perched on a table opposite
+
+Before he could more a bell rang and Jo flew up exclaiming with
+alarm Mercy me  Its your grandpa
+
+Well what if it is  You are not afraid of anything you know
+returned the boy looking wicked
+
+I think I am a little bit afraid of him but I dont know why I should
+be  Marmee said I might come and I dont think youre any the worse
+for it said Jo composing herself though she kept her eyes on the
+door
+
+Im a great deal better for it and ever so much obliged Im only
+afraid you are very tired of talking to me  It was so pleasant I
+couldnt bear to stop said Laurie gratefully
+
+The doctor to see you sir and the maid beckoned as she spoke
+
+Would you mind if I left you for a minute  I suppose I must see him
+said Laurie
+
+Dont mind me  Im happy as a cricket here answered Jo
+
+Laurie went away and his guest amused herself in her own way She was
+standing before a fine portrait of the old gentleman when the door
+opened again and without turning she said decidedly Im sure now
+that I shouldnt be afraid of him for hes got kind eyes though his
+mouth is grim and he looks as if he had a tremendous will of his own
+He isnt as handsome as my grandfather but I like him
+
+Thank you maam said a gruff voice behind her and there to her
+great dismay stood old Mr Laurence
+
+Poor Jo blushed till she couldnt blush any redder and her heart began
+to beat uncomfortably fast as she thought what she had said  For a
+minute a wild desire to run away possessed her but that was cowardly
+and the girls would laugh at her so she resolved to stay and get out
+of the scrape as she could  A second look showed her that the living
+eyes under the bushy eyebrows were kinder even than the painted ones
+and there was a sly twinkle in them which lessened her fear a good
+deal  The gruff voice was gruffer than ever as the old gentleman said
+abruptly after the dreadful pause So youre not afraid of me hey
+
+Not much sir
+
+And you dont think me as handsome as your grandfather
+
+Not quite sir
+
+And Ive got a tremendous will have I
+
+I only said I thought so
+
+But you like me in spite of it
+
+Yes I do sir
+
+That answer pleased the old gentleman  He gave a short laugh shook
+hands with her and putting his finger under her chin turned up her
+face examined it gravely and let it go saying with a nod Youve
+got your grandfathers spirit if you havent his face  He was a fine
+man my dear but what is better he was a brave and an honest one and
+I was proud to be his friend
+
+Thank you sir And Jo was quite comfortable after that for it
+suited her exactly
+
+What have you been doing to this boy of mine hey was the next
+question sharply put
+
+Only trying to be neighborly sir  And Jo told how her visit came
+about
+
+You think he needs cheering up a bit do you
+
+Yes sir he seems a little lonely and young folks would do him good
+perhaps  We are only girls but we should be glad to help if we could
+for we dont forget the splendid Christmas present you sent us said
+Jo eagerly
+
+Tut tut tut  That was the boys affair  How is the poor woman
+
+Doing nicely sir  And off went Jo talking very fast as she told
+all about the Hummels in whom her mother had interested richer friends
+than they were
+
+Just her fathers way of doing good  I shall come and see your mother
+some fine day  Tell her so  Theres the tea bell we have it early on
+the boys account  Come down and go on being neighborly
+
+If youd like to have me sir
+
+Shouldnt ask you if I didnt  And Mr Laurence offered her his arm
+with old fashioned courtesy
+
+What would Meg say to this thought Jo as she was marched away
+while her eyes danced with fun as she imagined herself telling the
+story at home
+
+Hey  Why what the dickens has come to the fellow said the old
+gentleman as Laurie came running downstairs and brought up with a
+start of surprise at the astounding sight of Jo arm in arm with his
+redoubtable grandfather
+
+I didnt know youd come sir he began as Jo gave him a triumphant
+little glance
+
+Thats evident by the way you racket downstairs  Come to your tea
+sir and behave like a gentleman  And having pulled the boys hair by
+way of a caress Mr Laurence walked on while Laurie went through a
+series of comic evolutions behind their backs which nearly produced an
+explosion of laughter from Jo
+
+The old gentleman did not say much as he drank his four cups of tea
+but he watched the young people who soon chatted away like old
+friends and the change in his grandson did not escape him  There was
+color light and life in the boys face now vivacity in his manner
+and genuine merriment in his laugh
+
+Shes right the lad is lonely  Ill see what these little girls can
+do for him thought Mr Laurence as he looked and listened  He liked
+Jo for her odd blunt ways suited him and she seemed to understand
+the boy almost as well as if she had been one herself
+
+If the Laurences had been what Jo called prim and poky she would not
+have got on at all for such people always made her shy and awkward
+But finding them free and easy she was so herself and made a good
+impression  When they rose she proposed to go but Laurie said he had
+something more to show her and took her away to the conservatory
+which had been lighted for her benefit  It seemed quite fairylike to
+Jo as she went up and down the walks enjoying the blooming walls on
+either side the soft light the damp sweet air and the wonderful
+vines and trees that hung about her while her new friend cut the
+finest flowers till his hands were full  Then he tied them up saying
+with the happy look Jo liked to see Please give these to your mother
+and tell her I like the medicine she sent me very much
+
+They found Mr Laurence standing before the fire in the great drawing
+room but Jos attention was entirely absorbed by a grand piano which
+stood open
+
+Do you play she asked turning to Laurie with a respectful
+expression
+
+Sometimes he answered modestly
+
+Please do now  I want to hear it so I can tell Beth
+
+Wont you first
+
+Dont know how  Too stupid to learn but I love music dearly
+
+So Laurie played and Jo listened with her nose luxuriously buried in
+heliotrope and tea roses  Her respect and regard for the Laurence
+boy increased very much for he played remarkably well and didnt put
+on any airs  She wished Beth could hear him but she did not say so
+only praised him till he was quite abashed and his grandfather came to
+his rescue
+
+That will do that will do young lady  Too many sugarplums are not
+good for him  His music isnt bad but I hope he will do as well in
+more important things  Going  well Im much obliged to you and I
+hope youll come again  My respects to your mother Good night Doctor
+Jo
+
+He shook hands kindly but looked as if something did not please him
+When they got into the hall Jo asked Laurie if she had said something
+amiss  He shook his head
+
+No it was me  He doesnt like to hear me play
+
+Why not
+
+Ill tell you some day  John is going home with you as I cant
+
+No need of that  I am not a young lady and its only a step  Take
+care of yourself wont you
+
+Yes but you will come again I hope
+
+If you promise to come and see us after you are well
+
+I will
+
+Good night Laurie
+
+Good night Jo good night
+
+When all the afternoons adventures had been told the family felt
+inclined to go visiting in a body for each found something very
+attractive in the big house on the other side of the hedge Mrs March
+wanted to talk of her father with the old man who had not forgotten
+him Meg longed to walk in the conservatory Beth sighed for the grand
+piano and Amy was eager to see the fine pictures and statues
+
+Mother why didnt Mr Laurence like to have Laurie play asked Jo
+who was of an inquiring disposition
+
+I am not sure but I think it was because his son Lauries father
+married an Italian lady a musician which displeased the old man who
+is very proud  The lady was good and lovely and accomplished but he
+did not like her and never saw his son after he married  They both
+died when Laurie was a little child and then his grandfather took him
+home  I fancy the boy who was born in Italy is not very strong and
+the old man is afraid of losing him which makes him so careful
+Laurie comes naturally by his love of music for he is like his mother
+and I dare say his grandfather fears that he may want to be a musician
+At any rate his skill reminds him of the woman he did not like and so
+he glowered as Jo said
+
+Dear me how romantic exclaimed Meg
+
+How silly said Jo  Let him be a musician if he wants to and not
+plague his life out sending him to college when he hates to go
+
+Thats why he has such handsome black eyes and pretty manners I
+suppose  Italians are always nice said Meg who was a little
+sentimental
+
+What do you know about his eyes and his manners  You never spoke to
+him hardly cried Jo who was not sentimental
+
+I saw him at the party and what you tell shows that he knows how to
+behave  That was a nice little speech about the medicine Mother sent
+him
+
+He meant the blanc mange I suppose
+
+How stupid you are child  He meant you of course
+
+Did he And Jo opened her eyes as if it had never occurred to her
+before
+
+I never saw such a girl  You dont know a compliment when you get
+it said Meg with the air of a young lady who knew all about the
+matter
+
+I think they are great nonsense and Ill thank you not to be silly
+and spoil my fun  Lauries a nice boy and I like him and I wont have
+any sentimental stuff about compliments and such rubbish  Well all be
+good to him because he hasnt got any mother and he may come over and
+see us maynt he Marmee
+
+Yes Jo your little friend is very welcome and I hope Meg will
+remember that children should be children as long as they can
+
+I dont call myself a child and Im not in my teens yet observed
+Amy  What do you say Beth
+
+I was thinking about our Pilgrims Progress answered Beth who
+had not heard a word  How we got out of the Slough and through the
+Wicket Gate by resolving to be good and up the steep hill by trying
+and that maybe the house over there full of splendid things is going
+to be our Palace Beautiful
+
+We have got to get by the lions first said Jo as if she rather
+liked the prospect
+
+
+
+CHAPTER SIX
+
+BETH FINDS THE PALACE BEAUTIFUL
+
+The big house did prove a Palace Beautiful though it took some time
+for all to get in and Beth found it very hard to pass the lions  Old
+Mr Laurence was the biggest one but after he had called said
+something funny or kind to each one of the girls and talked over old
+times with their mother nobody felt much afraid of him except timid
+Beth  The other lion was the fact that they were poor and Laurie rich
+for this made them shy of accepting favors which they could not return
+But after a while they found that he considered them the benefactors
+and could not do enough to show how grateful he was for Mrs Marchs
+motherly welcome their cheerful society and the comfort he took in
+that humble home of theirs  So they soon forgot their pride and
+interchanged kindnesses without stopping to think which was the greater
+
+All sorts of pleasant things happened about that time for the new
+friendship flourished like grass in spring  Every one liked Laurie
+and he privately informed his tutor that the Marches were regularly
+splendid girls  With the delightful enthusiasm of youth they took
+the solitary boy into their midst and made much of him and he found
+something very charming in the innocent companionship of these
+simple hearted girls  Never having known mother or sisters he was
+quick to feel the influences they brought about him and their busy
+lively ways made him ashamed of the indolent life he led He was tired
+of books and found people so interesting now that Mr Brooke was
+obliged to make very unsatisfactory reports for Laurie was always
+playing truant and running over to the Marches
+
+Never mind let him take a holiday and make it up afterward said
+the old gentleman  The good lady next door says he is studying too
+hard and needs young society amusement and exercise  I suspect she
+is right and that Ive been coddling the fellow as if Id been his
+grandmother  Let him do what he likes as long as he is happy He
+cant get into mischief in that little nunnery over there and Mrs
+March is doing more for him than we can
+
+What good times they had to be sure  Such plays and tableaux such
+sleigh rides and skating frolics such pleasant evenings in the old
+parlor and now and then such gay little parties at the great house
+Meg could walk in the conservatory whenever she liked and revel in
+bouquets Jo browsed over the new library voraciously and convulsed
+the old gentleman with her criticisms Amy copied pictures and enjoyed
+beauty to her hearts content and Laurie played lord of the manor in
+the most delightful style
+
+But Beth though yearning for the grand piano could not pluck up
+courage to go to the Mansion of Bliss as Meg called it  She went
+once with Jo but the old gentleman not being aware of her infirmity
+stared at her so hard from under his heavy eyebrows and said Hey so
+loud that he frightened her so much her feet chattered on the floor
+she never told her mother and she ran away declaring she would never
+go there any more not even for the dear piano  No persuasions or
+enticements could overcome her fear till the fact coming to Mr
+Laurences ear in some mysterious way he set about mending matters
+During one of the brief calls he made he artfully led the conversation
+to music and talked away about great singers whom he had seen fine
+organs he had heard and told such charming anecdotes that Beth found
+it impossible to stay in her distant corner but crept nearer and
+nearer as if fascinated  At the back of his chair she stopped and
+stood listening with her great eyes wide open and her cheeks red with
+excitement of this unusual performance  Taking no more notice of her
+than if she had been a fly Mr Laurence talked on about Lauries
+lessons and teachers  And presently as if the idea had just occurred
+to him he said to Mrs March
+
+The boy neglects his music now and Im glad of it for he was getting
+too fond of it  But the piano suffers for want of use  Wouldnt some
+of your girls like to run over and practice on it now and then just
+to keep it in tune you know maam
+
+Beth took a step forward and pressed her hands tightly together to
+keep from clapping them for this was an irresistible temptation and
+the thought of practicing on that splendid instrument quite took her
+breath away  Before Mrs March could reply Mr Laurence went on with
+an odd little nod and smile
+
+They neednt see or speak to anyone but run in at any time For Im
+shut up in my study at the other end of the house Laurie is out a
+great deal and the servants are never near the drawing room after nine
+oclock
+
+Here he rose as if going and Beth made up her mind to speak for that
+last arrangement left nothing to be desired  Please tell the young
+ladies what I say and if they dont care to come why never mind
+Here a little hand slipped into his and Beth looked up at him with a
+face full of gratitude as she said in her earnest yet timid way
+
+Oh sir they do care very very much
+
+Are you the musical girl he asked without any startling Hey as
+he looked down at her very kindly
+
+Im Beth  I love it dearly and Ill come if you are quite sure
+nobody will hear me and be disturbed she added fearing to be rude
+and trembling at her own boldness as she spoke
+
+Not a soul my dear  The house is empty half the day so come and
+drum away as much as you like and I shall be obliged to you
+
+How kind you are sir
+
+Beth blushed like a rose under the friendly look he wore but she was
+not frightened now and gave the hand a grateful squeeze because she
+had no words to thank him for the precious gift he had given her The
+old gentleman softly stroked the hair off her forehead and stooping
+down he kissed her saying in a tone few people ever heard
+
+I had a little girl once with eyes like these  God bless you my
+dear  Good day madam  And away he went in a great hurry
+
+Beth had a rapture with her mother and then rushed up to impart the
+glorious news to her family of invalids as the girls were not home
+How blithely she sang that evening and how they all laughed at her
+because she woke Amy in the night by playing the piano on her face in
+her sleep  Next day having seen both the old and young gentleman out
+of the house Beth after two or three retreats fairly got in at the
+side door and made her way as noiselessly as any mouse to the drawing
+room where her idol stood  Quite by accident of course some pretty
+easy music lay on the piano and with trembling fingers and frequent
+stops to listen and look about Beth at last touched the great
+instrument and straightway forgot her fear herself and everything
+else but the unspeakable delight which the music gave her for it was
+like the voice of a beloved friend
+
+She stayed till Hannah came to take her home to dinner but she had no
+appetite and could only sit and smile upon everyone in a general state
+of beatitude
+
+After that the little brown hood slipped through the hedge nearly
+every day and the great drawing room was haunted by a tuneful spirit
+that came and went unseen  She never knew that Mr Laurence opened his
+study door to hear the old fashioned airs he liked  She never saw
+Laurie mount guard in the hall to warn the servants away She never
+suspected that the exercise books and new songs which she found in the
+rack were put there for her especial benefit and when he talked to her
+about music at home she only thought how kind he was to tell things
+that helped her so much  So she enjoyed herself heartily and found
+what isnt always the case that her granted wish was all she had
+hoped  Perhaps it was because she was so grateful for this blessing
+that a greater was given her  At any rate she deserved both
+
+Mother Im going to work Mr Laurence a pair of slippers  He is so
+kind to me I must thank him and I dont know any other way Can I do
+it asked Beth a few weeks after that eventful call of his
+
+Yes dear  It will please him very much and be a nice way of
+thanking him  The girls will help you about them and I will pay for
+the making up replied Mrs March who took peculiar pleasure in
+granting Beths requests because she so seldom asked anything for
+herself
+
+After many serious discussions with Meg and Jo the pattern was chosen
+the materials bought and the slippers begun  A cluster of grave yet
+cheerful pansies on a deeper purple ground was pronounced very
+appropriate and pretty and Beth worked away early and late with
+occasional lifts over hard parts  She was a nimble little needlewoman
+and they were finished before anyone got tired of them  Then she wrote
+a short simple note and with Lauries help got them smuggled onto
+the study table one morning before the old gentleman was up
+
+When this excitement was over Beth waited to see what would happen
+All day passed and a part of the next before any acknowledgement
+arrived and she was beginning to fear she had offended her crochety
+friend  On the afternoon of the second day she went out to do an
+errand and give poor Joanna the invalid doll her daily exercise  As
+she came up the street on her return she saw three yes four heads
+popping in and out of the parlor windows and the moment they saw her
+several hands were waved and several joyful voices screamed
+
+Heres a letter from the old gentleman  Come quick and read it
+
+Oh Beth hes sent you began Amy gesticulating with unseemly
+energy but she got no further for Jo quenched her by slamming down
+the window
+
+Beth hurried on in a flutter of suspense  At the door her sisters
+seized and bore her to the parlor in a triumphal procession all
+pointing and all saying at once Look there  Look there  Beth did
+look and turned pale with delight and surprise for there stood a
+little cabinet piano with a letter lying on the glossy lid directed
+like a sign board to Miss Elizabeth March
+
+For me gasped Beth holding onto Jo and feeling as if she should
+tumble down it was such an overwhelming thing altogether
+
+Yes all for you my precious  Isnt it splendid of him  Dont you
+think hes the dearest old man in the world  Heres the key in the
+letter  We didnt open it but we are dying to know what he says
+cried Jo hugging her sister and offering the note
+
+You read it  I cant I feel so queer  Oh it is too lovely and
+Beth hid her face in Jos apron quite upset by her present
+
+Jo opened the paper and began to laugh for the first words she saw
+were
+
+Miss March: Dear Madam 
+
+How nice it sounds  I wish someone would write to me so said Amy
+who thought the old fashioned address very elegant
+
+I have had many pairs of slippers in my life but I never had any
+that suited me so well as yours continues Jo  Hearts ease is my
+favorite flower and these will always remind me of the gentle giver
+I like to pay my debts so I know you will allow the old gentleman to
+send you something which once belonged to the little grand daughter he
+lost  With hearty thanks and best wishes I remain Your grateful
+friend and humble servant JAMES LAURENCE
+
+There Beth thats an honor to be proud of Im sure Laurie told me
+how fond Mr Laurence used to be of the child who died and how he kept
+all her little things carefully  Just think hes given you her piano
+That comes of having big blue eyes and loving music said Jo trying
+to soothe Beth who trembled and looked more excited than she had ever
+been before
+
+See the cunning brackets to hold candles and the nice green silk
+puckered up with a gold rose in the middle and the pretty rack and
+stool all complete added Meg opening the instrument and displaying
+its beauties
+
+Your humble servant James Laurence  Only think of his writing that
+to you  Ill tell the girls  Theyll think its splendid said Amy
+much impressed by the note
+
+Try it honey  Lets hear the sound of the baby pianny said Hannah
+who always took a share in the family joys and sorrows
+
+So Beth tried it and everyone pronounced it the most remarkable piano
+ever heard  It had evidently been newly tuned and put in apple pie
+order but perfect as it was I think the real charm lay in the
+happiest of all happy faces which leaned over it as Beth lovingly
+touched the beautiful black and white keys and pressed the bright
+pedals
+
+Youll have to go and thank him said Jo by way of a joke for the
+idea of the childs really going never entered her head
+
+Yes I mean to  I guess Ill go now before I get frightened thinking
+about it And to the utter amazement of the assembled family Beth
+walked deliberately down the garden through the hedge and in at the
+Laurences door
+
+Well I wish I may die if it aint the queerest thing I ever see  The
+pianny has turned her head  Shed never have gone in her right mind
+cried Hannah staring after her while the girls were rendered quite
+speechless by the miracle
+
+They would have been still more amazed if they had seen what Beth did
+afterward  If you will believe me she went and knocked at the study
+door before she gave herself time to think and when a gruff voice
+called out come in she did go in right up to Mr Laurence who
+looked quite taken aback and held out her hand saying with only a
+small quaver in her voice I came to thank you sir for But she
+didnt finish for he looked so friendly that she forgot her speech
+and only remembering that he had lost the little girl he loved she
+put both arms round his neck and kissed him
+
+If the roof of the house had suddenly flown off the old gentleman
+wouldnt have been more astonished  But he liked it Oh dear yes he
+liked it amazingly  And was so touched and pleased by that confiding
+little kiss that all his crustiness vanished and he just set her on
+his knee and laid his wrinkled cheek against her rosy one feeling as
+if he had got his own little granddaughter back again  Beth ceased to
+fear him from that moment and sat there talking to him as cozily as if
+she had known him all her life for love casts out fear and gratitude
+can conquer pride  When she went home he walked with her to her own
+gate shook hands cordially and touched his hat as he marched back
+again looking very stately and erect like a handsome soldierly old
+gentleman as he was
+
+When the girls saw that performance Jo began to dance a jig by way of
+expressing her satisfaction Amy nearly fell out of the window in her
+surprise and Meg exclaimed with up lifted hands Well I do believe
+the world is coming to an end
+
+
+
+CHAPTER SEVEN
+
+AMYS VALLEY OF HUMILIATION
+
+That boy is a perfect cyclops isnt he said Amy one day as Laurie
+clattered by on horseback with a flourish of his whip as he passed
+
+How dare you say so when hes got both his eyes  And very handsome
+ones they are too cried Jo who resented any slighting remarks about
+her friend
+
+I didnt say anything about his eyes and I dont see why you need
+fire up when I admire his riding
+
+Oh my goodness  That little goose means a centaur and she called
+him a Cyclops exclaimed Jo with a burst of laughter
+
+You neednt be so rude its only a lapse of lingy as Mr Davis
+says retorted Amy finishing Jo with her Latin  I just wish I had a
+little of the money Laurie spends on that horse she added as if to
+herself yet hoping her sisters would hear
+
+Why asked Meg kindly for Jo had gone off in another laugh at Amys
+second blunder
+
+I need it so much  Im dreadfully in debt and it wont be my turn to
+have the rag money for a month
+
+In debt Amy  What do you mean And Meg looked sober
+
+Why I owe at least a dozen pickled limes and I cant pay them you
+know till I have money for Marmee forbade my having anything charged
+at the shop
+
+Tell me all about it  Are limes the fashion now  It used to be
+pricking bits of rubber to make balls  And Meg tried to keep her
+countenance Amy looked so grave and important
+
+Why you see the girls are always buying them and unless you want to
+be thought mean you must do it too  Its nothing but limes now for
+everyone is sucking them in their desks in schooltime and trading them
+off for pencils bead rings paper dolls or something else at recess
+If one girl likes another she gives her a lime  If shes mad with
+her she eats one before her face and doesnt offer even a suck  They
+treat by turns and Ive had ever so many but havent returned them
+and I ought for they are debts of honor you know
+
+How much will pay them off and restore your credit asked Meg taking
+out her purse
+
+A quarter would more than do it and leave a few cents over for a
+treat for you  Dont you like limes
+
+Not much  You may have my share  Heres the money  Make it last as
+long as you can for it isnt very plenty you know
+
+Oh thank you  It must be so nice to have pocket money  Ill have a
+grand feast for I havent tasted a lime this week  I felt delicate
+about taking any as I couldnt return them and Im actually suffering
+for one
+
+Next day Amy was rather late at school but could not resist the
+temptation of displaying with pardonable pride a moist brown paper
+parcel before she consigned it to the inmost recesses of her desk
+During the next few minutes the rumor that Amy March had got
+twenty four delicious limes (she ate one on the way) and was going to
+treat circulated through her set and the attentions of her friends
+became quite overwhelming  Katy Brown invited her to her next party on
+the spot  Mary Kingsley insisted on lending her her watch till recess
+and Jenny Snow a satirical young lady who had basely twitted Amy upon
+her limeless state promptly buried the hatchet and offered to furnish
+answers to certain appalling sums  But Amy had not forgotten Miss
+Snows cutting remarks about some persons whose noses were not too
+flat to smell other peoples limes and stuck up people who were not
+too proud to ask for them and she instantly crushed that Snow
+girls hopes by the withering telegram You neednt be so polite all
+of a sudden for you wont get any
+
+A distinguished personage happened to visit the school that morning
+and Amys beautifully drawn maps received praise which honor to her
+foe rankled in the soul of Miss Snow and caused Miss March to assume
+the airs of a studious young peacock  But alas alas  Pride goes
+before a fall and the revengeful Snow turned the tables with
+disastrous success  No sooner had the guest paid the usual stale
+compliments and bowed himself out than Jenny under pretense of asking
+an important question informed Mr Davis the teacher that Amy March
+had pickled limes in her desk
+
+Now Mr Davis had declared limes a contraband article and solemnly
+vowed to publicly ferrule the first person who was found breaking the
+law  This much enduring man had succeeded in banishing chewing gum
+after a long and stormy war had made a bonfire of the confiscated
+novels and newspapers had suppressed a private post office had
+forbidden distortions of the face nicknames and caricatures and done
+all that one man could do to keep half a hundred rebellious girls in
+order  Boys are trying enough to human patience goodness knows but
+girls are infinitely more so especially to nervous gentlemen with
+tyrannical tempers and no more talent for teaching than Dr Blimber
+Mr Davis knew any quantity of Greek Latin algebra and ologies of
+all sorts so he was called a fine teacher and manners morals
+feelings and examples were not considered of any particular
+importance  It was a most unfortunate moment for denouncing Amy and
+Jenny knew it  Mr Davis had evidently taken his coffee too strong
+that morning there was an east wind which always affected his
+neuralgia and his pupils had not done him the credit which he felt he
+deserved  Therefore to use the expressive if not elegant language
+of a schoolgirl He was as nervous as a witch and as cross as a bear
+The word limes was like fire to powder his yellow face flushed and
+he rapped on his desk with an energy which made Jenny skip to her seat
+with unusual rapidity
+
+Young ladies attention if you please
+
+At the stern order the buzz ceased and fifty pairs of blue black
+gray and brown eyes were obediently fixed upon his awful countenance
+
+Miss March come to the desk
+
+Amy rose to comply with outward composure but a secret fear oppressed
+her for the limes weighed upon her conscience
+
+Bring with you the limes you have in your desk was the unexpected
+command which arrested her before she got out of her seat
+
+Dont take all whispered her neighbor a young lady of great
+presence of mind
+
+Amy hastily shook out half a dozen and laid the rest down before Mr
+Davis feeling that any man possessing a human heart would relent when
+that delicious perfume met his nose  Unfortunately Mr Davis
+particularly detested the odor of the fashionable pickle and disgust
+added to his wrath
+
+Is that all
+
+Not quite stammered Amy
+
+Bring the rest immediately
+
+With a despairing glance at her set she obeyed
+
+You are sure there are no more
+
+I never lie sir
+
+So I see  Now take these disgusting things two by two and throw them
+out of the window
+
+There was a simultaneous sigh which created quite a little gust as
+the last hope fled and the treat was ravished from their longing lips
+Scarlet with shame and anger Amy went to and fro six dreadful times
+and as each doomed couple looking oh so plump and juicy fell from
+her reluctant hands a shout from the street completed the anguish of
+the girls for it told them that their feast was being exulted over by
+the little Irish children who were their sworn foes  This this was
+too much  All flashed indignant or appealing glances at the inexorable
+Davis and one passionate lime lover burst into tears
+
+As Amy returned from her last trip Mr Davis gave a portentous Hem
+and said in his most impressive manner
+
+Young ladies you remember what I said to you a week ago  I am sorry
+this has happened but I never allow my rules to be infringed and I
+never break my word  Miss March hold out your hand
+
+Amy started and put both hands behind her turning on him an imploring
+look which pleaded for her better than the words she could not utter
+She was rather a favorite with old Davis as of course he was
+called and its my private belief that he would have broken his word
+if the indignation of one irrepressible young lady had not found vent
+in a hiss  That hiss faint as it was irritated the irascible
+gentleman and sealed the culprits fate
+
+Your hand Miss March was the only answer her mute appeal received
+and too proud to cry or beseech Amy set her teeth threw back her head
+defiantly and bore without flinching several tingling blows on her
+little palm  They were neither many nor heavy but that made no
+difference to her  For the first time in her life she had been struck
+and the disgrace in her eyes was as deep as if he had knocked her
+down
+
+You will now stand on the platform till recess said Mr Davis
+resolved to do the thing thoroughly since he had begun
+
+That was dreadful  It would have been bad enough to go to her seat
+and see the pitying faces of her friends or the satisfied ones of her
+few enemies but to face the whole school with that shame fresh upon
+her seemed impossible and for a second she felt as if she could only
+drop down where she stood and break her heart with crying  A bitter
+sense of wrong and the thought of Jenny Snow helped her to bear it
+and taking the ignominious place she fixed her eyes on the stove
+funnel above what now seemed a sea of faces and stood there so
+motionless and white that the girls found it hard to study with that
+pathetic figure before them
+
+During the fifteen minutes that followed the proud and sensitive
+little girl suffered a shame and pain which she never forgot  To
+others it might seem a ludicrous or trivial affair but to her it was a
+hard experience for during the twelve years of her life she had been
+governed by love alone and a blow of that sort had never touched her
+before  The smart of her hand and the ache of her heart were forgotten
+in the sting of the thought I shall have to tell at home and they
+will be so disappointed in me
+
+The fifteen minutes seemed an hour but they came to an end at last
+and the word Recess had never seemed so welcome to her before
+
+You can go Miss March said Mr Davis looking as he felt
+uncomfortable
+
+He did not soon forget the reproachful glance Amy gave him as she
+went without a word to anyone straight into the anteroom snatched
+her things and left the place forever as she passionately declared
+to herself  She was in a sad state when she got home and when the
+older girls arrived some time later an indignation meeting was held
+at once  Mrs March did not say much but looked disturbed and
+comforted her afflicted little daughter in her tenderest manner Meg
+bathed the insulted hand with glycerine and tears Beth felt that even
+her beloved kittens would fail as a balm for griefs like this Jo
+wrathfully proposed that Mr Davis be arrested without delay and
+Hannah shook her fist at the villain and pounded potatoes for dinner
+as if she had him under her pestle
+
+No notice was taken of Amys flight except by her mates but the
+sharp eyed demoiselles discovered that Mr Davis was quite benignant in
+the afternoon also unusually nervous  Just before school closed Jo
+appeared wearing a grim expression as she stalked up to the desk and
+delivered a letter from her mother then collected Amys property and
+departed carefully scraping the mud from her boots on the door mat as
+if she shook the dust of the place off her feet
+
+Yes you can have a vacation from school but I want you to study a
+little every day with Beth said Mrs March that evening I dont
+approve of corporal punishment especially for girls  I dislike Mr
+Daviss manner of teaching and dont think the girls you associate with
+are doing you any good so I shall ask your fathers advice before I
+send you anywhere else
+
+Thats good  I wish all the girls would leave and spoil his old
+school  Its perfectly maddening to think of those lovely limes
+sighed Amy with the air of a martyr
+
+I am not sorry you lost them for you broke the rules and deserved
+some punishment for disobedience was the severe reply which rather
+disappointed the young lady who expected nothing but sympathy
+
+Do you mean you are glad I was disgraced before the whole school
+cried Amy
+
+I should not have chosen that way of mending a fault replied her
+mother but Im not sure that it wont do you more good than a bolder
+method  You are getting to be rather conceited my dear and it is
+quite time you set about correcting it  You have a good many little
+gifts and virtues but there is no need of parading them for conceit
+spoils the finest genius  There is not much danger that real talent or
+goodness will be overlooked long even if it is the consciousness of
+possessing and using it well should satisfy one and the great charm of
+all power is modesty
+
+So it is cried Laurie who was playing chess in a corner with Jo
+I knew a girl once who had a really remarkable talent for music and
+she didnt know it never guessed what sweet little things she composed
+when she was alone and wouldnt have believed it if anyone had told
+her
+
+I wish Id known that nice girl  Maybe she would have helped me Im
+so stupid said Beth who stood beside him listening eagerly
+
+You do know her and she helps you better than anyone else could
+answered Laurie looking at her with such mischievous meaning in his
+merry black eyes that Beth suddenly turned very red and hid her face
+in the sofa cushion quite overcome by such an unexpected discovery
+
+Jo let Laurie win the game to pay for that praise of her Beth who
+could not be prevailed upon to play for them after her compliment So
+Laurie did his best and sang delightfully being in a particularly
+lively humor for to the Marches he seldom showed the moody side of his
+character  When he was gone Amy who had been pensive all evening
+said suddenly as if busy over some new idea Is Laurie an
+accomplished boy
+
+Yes he has had an excellent education and has much talent He will
+make a fine man if not spoiled by petting replied her mother
+
+And he isnt conceited is he asked Amy
+
+Not in the least  That is why he is so charming and we all like him
+so much
+
+I see  Its nice to have accomplishments and be elegant but not to
+show off or get perked up said Amy thoughtfully
+
+These things are always seen and felt in a persons manner and
+conversations if modestly used but it is not necessary to display
+them said Mrs March
+
+Any more than its proper to wear all your bonnets and gowns and
+ribbons at once that folks may know youve got them added Jo and
+the lecture ended in a laugh
+
+
+
+CHAPTER EIGHT
+
+JO MEETS APOLLYON
+
+Girls where are you going asked Amy coming into their room one
+Saturday afternoon and finding them getting ready to go out with an
+air of secrecy which excited her curiosity
+
+Never mind  Little girls shouldnt ask questions returned Jo
+sharply
+
+Now if there is anything mortifying to our feelings when we are young
+it is to be told that and to be bidden to run away dear is still
+more trying to us  Amy bridled up at this insult and determined to
+find out the secret if she teased for an hour Turning to Meg who
+never refused her anything very long she said coaxingly Do tell me
+I should think you might let me go too for Beth is fussing over her
+piano and I havent got anything to do and am so lonely
+
+I cant dear because you arent invited began Meg but Jo broke in
+impatiently Now Meg be quiet or you will spoil it all  You cant
+go Amy so dont be a baby and whine about it
+
+You are going somewhere with Laurie I know you are  You were
+whispering and laughing together on the sofa last night and you
+stopped when I came in  Arent you going with him
+
+Yes we are  Now do be still and stop bothering
+
+Amy held her tongue but used her eyes and saw Meg slip a fan into her
+pocket
+
+I know  I know  Youre going to the theater to see the Seven
+Castles she cried adding resolutely and I shall go for Mother
+said I might see it and Ive got my rag money and it was mean not to
+tell me in time
+
+Just listen to me a minute and be a good child said Meg soothingly
+Mother doesnt wish you to go this week because your eyes are not
+well enough yet to bear the light of this fairy piece  Next week you
+can go with Beth and Hannah and have a nice time
+
+I dont like that half as well as going with you and Laurie Please
+let me  Ive been sick with this cold so long and shut up Im dying
+for some fun  Do Meg  Ill be ever so good pleaded Amy looking as
+pathetic as she could
+
+Suppose we take her  I dont believe Mother would mind if we bundle
+her up well began Meg
+
+If she goes I shant and if I dont Laurie wont like it and it
+will be very rude after he invited only us to go and drag in Amy  I
+should think shed hate to poke herself where she isnt wanted said
+Jo crossly for she disliked the trouble of overseeing a fidgety child
+when she wanted to enjoy herself
+
+Her tone and manner angered Amy who began to put her boots on saying
+in her most aggravating way I shall go  Meg says I may and if I pay
+for myself Laurie hasnt anything to do with it
+
+You cant sit with us for our seats are reserved and you mustnt sit
+alone so Laurie will give you his place and that will spoil our
+pleasure  Or hell get another seat for you and that isnt proper
+when you werent asked  You shant stir a step so you may just stay
+where you are scolded Jo crosser than ever having just pricked her
+finger in her hurry
+
+Sitting on the floor with one boot on Amy began to cry and Meg to
+reason with her when Laurie called from below and the two girls
+hurried down leaving their sister wailing  For now and then she
+forgot her grown up ways and acted like a spoiled child  Just as the
+party was setting out Amy called over the banisters in a threatening
+tone Youll be sorry for this Jo March see if you aint
+
+Fiddlesticks returned Jo slamming the door
+
+They had a charming time for The Seven Castles Of The Diamond Lake
+was as brilliant and wonderful as heart could wish But in spite of the
+comical red imps sparkling elves and the gorgeous princes and
+princesses Jos pleasure had a drop of bitterness in it  The fairy
+queens yellow curls reminded her of Amy and between the acts she
+amused herself with wondering what her sister would do to make her
+sorry for it  She and Amy had had many lively skirmishes in the
+course of their lives for both had quick tempers and were apt to be
+violent when fairly roused  Amy teased Jo and Jo irritated Amy and
+semioccasional explosions occurred of which both were much ashamed
+afterward Although the oldest Jo had the least self control and had
+hard times trying to curb the fiery spirit which was continually
+getting her into trouble  Her anger never lasted long and having
+humbly confessed her fault she sincerely repented and tried to do
+better Her sisters used to say that they rather liked to get Jo into a
+fury because she was such an angel afterward  Poor Jo tried
+desperately to be good but her bosom enemy was always ready to flame
+up and defeat her and it took years of patient effort to subdue it
+
+When they got home they found Amy reading in the parlor She assumed
+an injured air as they came in never lifted her eyes from her book or
+asked a single question  Perhaps curiosity might have conquered
+resentment if Beth had not been there to inquire and receive a glowing
+description of the play  On going up to put away her best hat Jos
+first look was toward the bureau for in their last quarrel Amy had
+soothed her feelings by turning Jos top drawer upside down on the
+floor  Everything was in its place however and after a hasty glance
+into her various closets bags and boxes Jo decided that Amy had
+forgiven and forgotten her wrongs
+
+There Jo was mistaken for next day she made a discovery which produced
+a tempest  Meg Beth and Amy were sitting together late in the
+afternoon when Jo burst into the room looking excited and demanding
+breathlessly Has anyone taken my book
+
+Meg and Beth said No at once and looked surprised  Amy poked the
+fire and said nothing  Jo saw her color rise and was down upon her in
+a minute
+
+Amy youve got it
+
+No I havent
+
+You know where it is then
+
+No I dont
+
+Thats a fib cried Jo taking her by the shoulders and looking
+fierce enough to frighten a much braver child than Amy
+
+It isnt  I havent got it dont know where it is now and dont
+care
+
+You know something about it and youd better tell at once or Ill
+make you  And Jo gave her a slight shake
+
+Scold as much as you like youll never see your silly old book
+again cried Amy getting excited in her turn
+
+Why not
+
+I burned it up
+
+What  My little book I was so fond of and worked over and meant to
+finish before Father got home  Have you really burned it said Jo
+turning very pale while her eyes kindled and her hands clutched Amy
+nervously
+
+Yes I did  I told you Id make you pay for being so cross yesterday
+and I have so
+
+Amy got no farther for Jos hot temper mastered her and she shook Amy
+till her teeth chattered in her head crying in a passion of grief and
+anger
+
+You wicked wicked girl  I never can write it again and Ill never
+forgive you as long as I live
+
+Meg flew to rescue Amy and Beth to pacify Jo but Jo was quite beside
+herself and with a parting box on her sisters ear she rushed out of
+the room up to the old sofa in the garret and finished her fight alone
+
+The storm cleared up below for Mrs March came home and having heard
+the story soon brought Amy to a sense of the wrong she had done her
+sister  Jos book was the pride of her heart and was regarded by her
+family as a literary sprout of great promise  It was only half a dozen
+little fairy tales but Jo had worked over them patiently putting her
+whole heart into her work hoping to make something good enough to
+print  She had just copied them with great care and had destroyed the
+old manuscript so that Amys bonfire had consumed the loving work of
+several years  It seemed a small loss to others but to Jo it was a
+dreadful calamity and she felt that it never could be made up to her
+Beth mourned as for a departed kitten and Meg refused to defend her
+pet  Mrs March looked grave and grieved and Amy felt that no one
+would love her till she had asked pardon for the act which she now
+regretted more than any of them
+
+When the tea bell rang Jo appeared looking so grim and unapproachable
+that it took all Amys courage to say meekly
+
+Please forgive me Jo  Im very very sorry
+
+I never shall forgive you was Jos stern answer and from that
+moment she ignored Amy entirely
+
+No one spoke of the great trouble not even Mrs March for all had
+learned by experience that when Jo was in that mood words were wasted
+and the wisest course was to wait till some little accident or her own
+generous nature softened Jos resentment and healed the breach  It
+was not a happy evening for though they sewed as usual while their
+mother read aloud from Bremer Scott or Edgeworth something was
+wanting and the sweet home peace was disturbed  They felt this most
+when singing time came for Beth could only play Jo stood dumb as a
+stone and Amy broke down so Meg and Mother sang alone  But in spite
+of their efforts to be as cheery as larks the flutelike voices did not
+seem to chord as well as usual and all felt out of tune
+
+As Jo received her good night kiss Mrs March whispered gently My
+dear dont let the sun go down upon your anger  Forgive each other
+help each other and begin again tomorrow
+
+Jo wanted to lay her head down on that motherly bosom and cry her
+grief and anger all away but tears were an unmanly weakness and she
+felt so deeply injured that she really couldnt quite forgive yet  So
+she winked hard shook her head and said gruffly because Amy was
+listening It was an abominable thing and she doesnt deserve to be
+forgiven
+
+With that she marched off to bed and there was no merry or
+confidential gossip that night
+
+Amy was much offended that her overtures of peace had been repulsed
+and began to wish she had not humbled herself to feel more injured
+than ever and to plume herself on her superior virtue in a way which
+was particularly exasperating  Jo still looked like a thunder cloud
+and nothing went well all day  It was bitter cold in the morning she
+dropped her precious turnover in the gutter Aunt March had an attack
+of the fidgets Meg was sensitive Beth would look grieved and wistful
+when she got home and Amy kept making remarks about people who were
+always talking about being good and yet wouldnt even try when other
+people set them a virtuous example
+
+Everybody is so hateful Ill ask Laurie to go skating  He is always
+kind and jolly and will put me to rights I know said Jo to herself
+and off she went
+
+Amy heard the clash of skates and looked out with an impatient
+exclamation
+
+There  She promised I should go next time for this is the last ice
+we shall have  But its no use to ask such a crosspatch to take me
+
+Dont say that  You were very naughty and it is hard to forgive the
+loss of her precious little book but I think she might do it now and
+I guess she will if you try her at the right minute said Meg  Go
+after them  Dont say anything till Jo has got good natured with
+Laurie than take a quiet minute and just kiss her or do some kind
+thing and Im sure shell be friends again with all her heart
+
+Ill try said Amy for the advice suited her and after a flurry to
+get ready she ran after the friends who were just disappearing over
+the hill
+
+It was not far to the river but both were ready before Amy reached
+them  Jo saw her coming and turned her back  Laurie did not see for
+he was carefully skating along the shore sounding the ice for a warm
+spell had preceded the cold snap
+
+Ill go on to the first bend and see if its all right before we
+begin to race Amy heard him say as he shot away looking like a
+young Russian in his fur trimmed coat and cap
+
+Jo heard Amy panting after her run stamping her feet and blowing on
+her fingers as she tried to put her skates on but Jo never turned and
+went slowly zigzagging down the river taking a bitter unhappy sort of
+satisfaction in her sisters troubles She had cherished her anger till
+it grew strong and took possession of her as evil thoughts and
+feelings always do unless cast out at once  As Laurie turned the bend
+he shouted back
+
+Keep near the shore  It isnt safe in the middle Jo heard but Amy
+was struggling to her feet and did not catch a word  Jo glanced over
+her shoulder and the little demon she was harboring said in her ear
+
+No matter whether she heard or not let her take care of herself
+
+Laurie had vanished round the bend Jo was just at the turn and Amy
+far behind striking out toward the smoother ice in the middle of the
+river  For a minute Jo stood still with a strange feeling in her
+heart then she resolved to go on but something held and turned her
+round just in time to see Amy throw up her hands and go down with a
+sudden crash of rotten ice the splash of water and a cry that made
+Jos heart stand still with fear  She tried to call Laurie but her
+voice was gone  She tried to rush forward but her feet seemed to have
+no strength in them and for a second she could only stand motionless
+staring with a terror stricken face at the little blue hood above the
+black water Something rushed swiftly by her and Lauries voice cried
+out
+
+Bring a rail  Quick quick
+
+How she did it she never knew but for the next few minutes she worked
+as if possessed blindly obeying Laurie who was quite self possessed
+and lying flat held Amy up by his arm and hockey stick till Jo dragged
+a rail from the fence and together they got the child out more
+frightened than hurt
+
+Now then we must walk her home as fast as we can  Pile our things on
+her while I get off these confounded skates cried Laurie wrapping
+his coat round Amy and tugging away at the straps which never seemed
+so intricate before
+
+Shivering dripping and crying they got Amy home and after an
+exciting time of it she fell asleep rolled in blankets before a hot
+fire  During the bustle Jo had scarcely spoken but flown about
+looking pale and wild with her things half off her dress torn and
+her hands cut and bruised by ice and rails and refractory buckles When
+Amy was comfortably asleep the house quiet and Mrs March sitting by
+the bed she called Jo to her and began to bind up the hurt hands
+
+Are you sure she is safe whispered Jo looking remorsefully at the
+golden head which might have been swept away from her sight forever
+under the treacherous ice
+
+Quite safe dear  She is not hurt and wont even take cold I think
+you were so sensible in covering and getting her home quickly replied
+her mother cheerfully
+
+Laurie did it all  I only let her go  Mother if she should die it
+would be my fault  And Jo dropped down beside the bed in a passion of
+penitent tears telling all that had happened bitterly condemning her
+hardness of heart and sobbing out her gratitude for being spared the
+heavy punishment which might have come upon her
+
+Its my dreadful temper  I try to cure it I think I have and then
+it breaks out worse than ever  Oh Mother what shall I do  What
+shall I do cried poor Jo in despair
+
+Watch and pray dear never get tired of trying and never think it is
+impossible to conquer your fault said Mrs March drawing the blowzy
+head to her shoulder and kissing the wet cheek so tenderly that Jo
+cried even harder
+
+You dont know you cant guess how bad it is  It seems as if I could
+do anything when Im in a passion  I get so savage I could hurt
+anyone and enjoy it  Im afraid I shall do something dreadful some
+day and spoil my life and make everybody hate me Oh Mother help
+me do help me
+
+I will my child I will  Dont cry so bitterly but remember this
+day and resolve with all your soul that you will never know another
+like it  Jo dear we all have our temptations some far greater than
+yours and it often takes us all our lives to conquer them  You think
+your temper is the worst in the world but mine used to be just like
+it
+
+Yours Mother  Why you are never angry  And for the moment Jo
+forgot remorse in surprise
+
+Ive been trying to cure it for forty years and have only succeeded
+in controlling it  I am angry nearly every day of my life Jo but I
+have learned not to show it and I still hope to learn not to feel it
+though it may take me another forty years to do so
+
+The patience and the humility of the face she loved so well was a
+better lesson to Jo than the wisest lecture the sharpest reproof  She
+felt comforted at once by the sympathy and confidence given her  The
+knowledge that her mother had a fault like hers and tried to mend it
+made her own easier to bear and strengthened her resolution to cure it
+though forty years seemed rather a long time to watch and pray to a
+girl of fifteen
+
+Mother are you angry when you fold your lips tight together and go
+out of the room sometimes when Aunt March scolds or people worry you
+asked Jo feeling nearer and dearer to her mother than ever before
+
+Yes Ive learned to check the hasty words that rise to my lips and
+when I feel that they mean to break out against my will I just go away
+for a minute and give myself a little shake for being so weak and
+wicked answered Mrs March with a sigh and a smile as she smoothed
+and fastened up Jos disheveled hair
+
+How did you learn to keep still  That is what troubles me for the
+sharp words fly out before I know what Im about and the more I say
+the worse I get till its a pleasure to hurt peoples feelings and say
+dreadful things  Tell me how you do it Marmee dear
+
+My good mother used to help me
+
+As you do us interrupted Jo with a grateful kiss
+
+But I lost her when I was a little older than you are and for years
+had to struggle on alone for I was too proud to confess my weakness to
+anyone else  I had a hard time Jo and shed a good many bitter tears
+over my failures for in spite of my efforts I never seemed to get on
+Then your father came and I was so happy that I found it easy to be
+good  But by and by when I had four little daughters round me and we
+were poor then the old trouble began again for I am not patient by
+nature and it tried me very much to see my children wanting anything
+
+Poor Mother  What helped you then
+
+Your father Jo  He never loses patience never doubts or complains
+but always hopes and works and waits so cheerfully that one is ashamed
+to do otherwise before him  He helped and comforted me and showed me
+that I must try to practice all the virtues I would have my little
+girls possess for I was their example  It was easier to try for your
+sakes than for my own A startled or surprised look from one of you
+when I spoke sharply rebuked me more than any words could have done
+and the love respect and confidence of my children was the sweetest
+reward I could receive for my efforts to be the woman I would have them
+copy
+
+Oh Mother if Im ever half as good as you I shall be satisfied
+cried Jo much touched
+
+I hope you will be a great deal better dear but you must keep watch
+over your bosom enemy as father calls it or it may sadden if not
+spoil your life  You have had a warning Remember it and try with
+heart and soul to master this quick temper before it brings you
+greater sorrow and regret than you have known today
+
+I will try Mother I truly will  But you must help me remind me
+and keep me from flying out  I used to see Father sometimes put his
+finger on his lips and look at you with a very kind but sober face
+and you always folded your lips tight and went away  Was he reminding
+you then asked Jo softly
+
+Yes  I asked him to help me so and he never forgot it but saved me
+from many a sharp word by that little gesture and kind look
+
+Jo saw that her mothers eyes filled and her lips trembled as she
+spoke and fearing that she had said too much she whispered anxiously
+Was it wrong to watch you and to speak of it  I didnt mean to be
+rude but its so comfortable to say all I think to you and feel so
+safe and happy here
+
+My Jo you may say anything to your mother for it is my greatest
+happiness and pride to feel that my girls confide in me and know how
+much I love them
+
+I thought Id grieved you
+
+No dear but speaking of Father reminded me how much I miss him how
+much I owe him and how faithfully I should watch and work to keep his
+little daughters safe and good for him
+
+Yet you told him to go Mother and didnt cry when he went and never
+complain now or seem as if you needed any help said Jo wondering
+
+I gave my best to the country I love and kept my tears till he was
+gone  Why should I complain when we both have merely done our duty
+and will surely be the happier for it in the end  If I dont seem to
+need help it is because I have a better friend even than Father to
+comfort and sustain me  My child the troubles and temptations of your
+life are beginning and may be many but you can overcome and outlive
+them all if you learn to feel the strength and tenderness of your
+Heavenly Father as you do that of your earthly one  The more you love
+and trust Him the nearer you will feel to Him and the less you will
+depend on human power and wisdom  His love and care never tire or
+change can never be taken from you but may become the source of
+lifelong peace happiness and strength  Believe this heartily and go
+to God with all your little cares and hopes and sins and sorrows as
+freely and confidingly as you come to your mother
+
+Jos only answer was to hold her mother close and in the silence which
+followed the sincerest prayer she had ever prayed left her heart
+without words  For in that sad yet happy hour she had learned not
+only the bitterness of remorse and despair but the sweetness of
+self denial and self control and led by her mothers hand she had
+drawn nearer to the Friend who always welcomes every child with a love
+stronger than that of any father tenderer than that of any mother
+
+Amy stirred and sighed in her sleep and as if eager to begin at once
+to mend her fault Jo looked up with an expression on her face which it
+had never worn before
+
+I let the sun go down on my anger  I wouldnt forgive her and today
+if it hadnt been for Laurie it might have been too late  How could I
+be so wicked said Jo half aloud as she leaned over her sister
+softly stroking the wet hair scattered on the pillow
+
+As if she heard Amy opened her eyes and held out her arms with a
+smile that went straight to Jos heart  Neither said a word but they
+hugged one another close in spite of the blankets and everything was
+forgiven and forgotten in one hearty kiss
+
+
+
+CHAPTER NINE
+
+MEG GOES TO VANITY FAIR
+
+I do think it was the most fortunate thing in the world that those
+children should have the measles just now said Meg one April day as
+she stood packing the go abroady trunk in her room surrounded by her
+sisters
+
+And so nice of Annie Moffat not to forget her promise  A whole
+fortnight of fun will be regularly splendid replied Jo looking like
+a windmill as she folded skirts with her long arms
+
+And such lovely weather Im so glad of that added Beth tidily
+sorting neck and hair ribbons in her best box lent for the great
+occasion
+
+I wish I was going to have a fine time and wear all these nice
+things said Amy with her mouth full of pins as she artistically
+replenished her sisters cushion
+
+I wish you were all going but as you cant I shall keep my
+adventures to tell you when I come back  Im sure its the least I can
+do when you have been so kind lending me things and helping me get
+ready said Meg glancing round the room at the very simple outfit
+which seemed nearly perfect in their eyes
+
+What did Mother give you out of the treasure box asked Amy who had
+not been present at the opening of a certain cedar chest in which Mrs
+March kept a few relics of past splendor as gifts for her girls when
+the proper time came
+
+A pair of silk stockings that pretty carved fan and a lovely blue
+sash  I wanted the violet silk but there isnt time to make it over
+so I must be contented with my old tarlaton
+
+
+It will look nice over my new muslin skirt and the sash will set it
+off beautifully  I wish I hadnt smashed my coral bracelet for you
+might have had it said Jo who loved to give and lend but whose
+possessions were usually too dilapidated to be of much use
+
+There is a lovely old fashioned pearl set in the treasure chest but
+Mother said real flowers were the prettiest ornament for a young girl
+and Laurie promised to send me all I want replied Meg  Now let me
+see theres my new gray walking suit just curl up the feather in my
+hat Beth then my poplin for Sunday and the small party it looks
+heavy for spring doesnt it  The violet silk would be so nice  Oh
+dear
+
+Never mind youve got the tarlaton for the big party and you always
+look like an angel in white said Amy brooding over the little store
+of finery in which her soul delighted
+
+It isnt low necked and it doesnt sweep enough but it will have to
+do  My blue housedress looks so well turned and freshly trimmed that
+I feel as if Id got a new one  My silk sacque isnt a bit the
+fashion and my bonnet doesnt look like Sallies  I didnt like to
+say anything but I was sadly disappointed in my umbrella  I told
+Mother black with a white handle but she forgot and bought a green one
+with a yellowish handle  Its strong and neat so I ought not to
+complain but I know I shall feel ashamed of it beside Annies silk one
+with a gold top sighed Meg surveying the little umbrella with great
+disfavor
+
+Change it advised Jo
+
+I wont be so silly or hurt Marmees feelings when she took so much
+pains to get my things  Its a nonsensical notion of mine and Im not
+going to give up to it  My silk stockings and two pairs of new gloves
+are my comfort  You are a dear to lend me yours Jo  I feel so rich
+and sort of elegant with two new pairs and the old ones cleaned up
+for common  And Meg took a refreshing peep at her glove box
+
+Annie Moffat has blue and pink bows on her nightcaps Would you put
+some on mine she asked as Beth brought up a pile of snowy muslins
+fresh from Hannahs hands
+
+No I wouldnt for the smart caps wont match the plain gowns without
+any trimming on them  Poor folks shouldnt rig said Jo decidedly
+
+I wonder if I shall ever be happy enough to have real lace on my
+clothes and bows on my caps said Meg impatiently
+
+You said the other day that youd be perfectly happy if you could only
+go to Annie Moffats observed Beth in her quiet way
+
+So I did  Well I am happy and I wont fret but it does seem as if
+the more one gets the more one wants doesnt it  There now the trays
+are ready and everything in but my ball dress which I shall leave for
+Mother to pack said Meg cheering up as she glanced from the
+half filled trunk to the many times pressed and mended white tarlaton
+which she called her ball dress with an important air
+
+The next day was fine and Meg departed in style for a fortnight of
+novelty and pleasure  Mrs March had consented to the visit rather
+reluctantly fearing that Margaret would come back more discontented
+than she went  But she begged so hard and Sallie had promised to take
+good care of her and a little pleasure seemed so delightful after a
+winter of irksome work that the mother yielded and the daughter went
+to take her first taste of fashionable life
+
+The Moffats were very fashionable and simple Meg was rather daunted
+at first by the splendor of the house and the elegance of its
+occupants  But they were kindly people in spite of the frivolous life
+they led and soon put their guest at her ease Perhaps Meg felt
+without understanding why that they were not particularly cultivated
+or intelligent people and that all their gilding could not quite
+conceal the ordinary material of which they were made  It certainly
+was agreeable to fare sumptuously drive in a fine carriage wear her
+best frock every day and do nothing but enjoy herself  It suited her
+exactly and soon she began to imitate the manners and conversation of
+those about her to put on little airs and graces use French phrases
+crimp her hair take in her dresses and talk about the fashions as
+well as she could  The more she saw of Annie Moffats pretty things
+the more she envied her and sighed to be rich  Home now looked bare
+and dismal as she thought of it work grew harder than ever and she
+felt that she was a very destitute and much injured girl in spite of
+the new gloves and silk stockings
+
+She had not much time for repining however for the three young girls
+were busily employed in having a good time  They shopped walked
+rode and called all day went to theaters and operas or frolicked at
+home in the evening for Annie had many friends and knew how to
+entertain them  Her older sisters were very fine young ladies and one
+was engaged which was extremely interesting and romantic Meg thought
+Mr Moffat was a fat jolly old gentleman who knew her father and
+Mrs Moffat a fat jolly old lady who took as great a fancy to Meg as
+her daughter had done  Everyone petted her and Daisey as they
+called her was in a fair way to have her head turned
+
+When the evening for the small party came she found that the poplin
+wouldnt do at all for the other girls were putting on thin dresses
+and making themselves very fine indeed  So out came the tarlatan
+looking older limper and shabbier than ever beside Sallies crisp new
+one  Meg saw the girls glance at it and then at one another and her
+cheeks began to burn for with all her gentleness she was very proud
+No one said a word about it but Sallie offered to dress her hair and
+Annie to tie her sash and Belle the engaged sister praised her white
+arms  But in their kindness Meg saw only pity for her poverty and her
+heart felt very heavy as she stood by herself while the others
+laughed chattered and flew about like gauzy butterflies  The hard
+bitter feeling was getting pretty bad when the maid brought in a box
+of flowers  Before she could speak Annie had the cover off and all
+were exclaiming at the lovely roses heath and fern within
+
+Its for Belle of course George always sends her some but these are
+altogether ravishing cried Annie with a great sniff
+
+They are for Miss March the man said  And heres a note put in the
+maid holding it to Meg
+
+What fun  Who are they from  Didnt know you had a lover cried the
+girls fluttering about Meg in a high state of curiosity and surprise
+
+The note is from Mother and the flowers from Laurie said Meg
+simply yet much gratified that he had not forgotten her
+
+Oh indeed said Annie with a funny look as Meg slipped the note
+into her pocket as a sort of talisman against envy vanity and false
+pride for the few loving words had done her good and the flowers
+cheered her up by their beauty
+
+Feeling almost happy again she laid by a few ferns and roses for
+herself and quickly made up the rest in dainty bouquets for the
+breasts hair or skirts of her friends offering them so prettily that
+Clara the elder sister told her she was the sweetest little thing
+she ever saw and they looked quite charmed with her small attention
+Somehow the kind act finished her despondency and when all the rest
+went to show themselves to Mrs Moffat she saw a happy bright eyed
+face in the mirror as she laid her ferns against her rippling hair and
+fastened the roses in the dress that didnt strike her as so very
+shabby now
+
+She enjoyed herself very much that evening for she danced to her
+hearts content  Everyone was very kind and she had three
+compliments  Annie made her sing and some one said she had a
+remarkably fine voice  Major Lincoln asked who the fresh little girl
+with the beautiful eyes was and Mr Moffat insisted on dancing with
+her because she didnt dawdle but had some spring in her as he
+gracefully expressed it  So altogether she had a very nice time till
+she overheard a bit of conversation which disturbed her extremely
+She was sitting just inside the conservatory waiting for her partner
+to bring her an ice when she heard a voice ask on the other side of
+the flowery wall
+
+How old is he
+
+Sixteen or seventeen I should say replied another voice
+
+It would be a grand thing for one of those girls wouldnt it  Sallie
+says they are very intimate now and the old man quite dotes on them
+
+Mrs M  has made her plans I dare say and will play her cards well
+early as it is  The girl evidently doesnt think of it yet said Mrs
+Moffat
+
+She told that fib about her momma as if she did know and colored up
+when the flowers came quite prettily  Poor thing Shed be so nice if
+she was only got up in style  Do you think shed be offended if we
+offered to lend her a dress for Thursday asked another voice
+
+Shes proud but I dont believe shed mind for that dowdy tarlaton
+is all she has got  She may tear it tonight and that will be a good
+excuse for offering a decent one
+
+Here Megs partner appeared to find her looking much flushed and
+rather agitated  She was proud and her pride was useful just then
+for it helped her hide her mortification anger and disgust at what
+she had just heard  For innocent and unsuspicious as she was she
+could not help understanding the gossip of her friends  She tried to
+forget it but could not and kept repeating to herself Mrs M  has
+made her plans that fib about her mamma and dowdy tarlaton till
+she was ready to cry and rush home to tell her troubles and ask for
+advice  As that was impossible she did her best to seem gay and
+being rather excited she succeeded so well that no one dreamed what an
+effort she was making She was very glad when it was all over and she
+was quiet in her bed where she could think and wonder and fume till
+her head ached and her hot cheeks were cooled by a few natural tears
+Those foolish yet well meant words had opened a new world to Meg and
+much disturbed the peace of the old one in which till now she had lived
+as happily as a child  Her innocent friendship with Laurie was spoiled
+by the silly speeches she had overheard  Her faith in her mother was a
+little shaken by the worldly plans attributed to her by Mrs Moffat
+who judged others by herself and the sensible resolution to be
+contented with the simple wardrobe which suited a poor mans daughter
+was weakened by the unnecessary pity of girls who thought a shabby
+dress one of the greatest calamities under heaven
+
+Poor Meg had a restless night and got up heavy eyed unhappy half
+resentful toward her friends and half ashamed of herself for not
+speaking out frankly and setting everything right  Everybody dawdled
+that morning and it was noon before the girls found energy enough even
+to take up their worsted work  Something in the manner of her friends
+struck Meg at once  They treated her with more respect she thought
+took quite a tender interest in what she said and looked at her with
+eyes that plainly betrayed curiosity  All this surprised and flattered
+her though she did not understand it till Miss Belle looked up from
+her writing and said with a sentimental air
+
+Daisy dear Ive sent an invitation to your friend Mr Laurence for
+Thursday  We should like to know him and its only a proper
+compliment to you
+
+Meg colored but a mischievous fancy to tease the girls made her reply
+demurely You are very kind but Im afraid he wont come
+
+Why not Cherie asked Miss Belle
+
+Hes too old
+
+My child what do you mean  What is his age I beg to know cried
+Miss Clara
+
+Nearly seventy I believe answered Meg counting stitches to hide
+the merriment in her eyes
+
+You sly creature  Of course we meant the young man exclaimed Miss
+Belle laughing
+
+There isnt any Laurie is only a little boy  And Meg laughed also
+at the queer look which the sisters exchanged as she thus described her
+supposed lover
+
+About your age Nan said
+
+Nearer my sister Jos I am seventeen in August returned Meg
+tossing her head
+
+Its very nice of him to send you flowers isnt it said Annie
+looking wise about nothing
+
+Yes he often does to all of us for their house is full and we are
+so fond of them  My mother and old Mr Laurence are friends you know
+so it is quite natural that we children should play together and Meg
+hoped they would say no more
+
+Its evident Daisy isnt out yet said Miss Clara to Belle with a nod
+
+Quite a pastoral state of innocence all round returned Miss Belle
+with a shrug
+
+Im going out to get some little matters for my girls  Can I do
+anything for you young ladies asked Mrs Moffat lumbering in like
+an elephant in silk and lace
+
+No thank you maam replied Sallie  Ive got my new pink silk for
+Thursday and dont want a thing
+
+Nor I began Meg but stopped because it occurred to her that she
+did want several things and could not have them
+
+What shall you wear asked Sallie
+
+My old white one again if I can mend it fit to be seen it got sadly
+torn last night said Meg trying to speak quite easily but feeling
+very uncomfortable
+
+Why dont you send home for another said Sallie who was not an
+observing young lady
+
+I havent got any other  It cost Meg an effort to say that but
+Sallie did not see it and exclaimed in amiable surprise Only that
+How funny  She did not finish her speech for Belle shook her head
+at her and broke in saying kindly
+
+Not at all  Where is the use of having a lot of dresses when she
+isnt out yet  Theres no need of sending home Daisy even if you had
+a dozen for Ive got a sweet blue silk laid away which Ive outgrown
+and you shall wear it to please me wont you dear
+
+You are very kind but I dont mind my old dress if you dont it does
+well enough for a little girl like me said Meg
+
+Now do let me please myself by dressing you up in style I admire to
+do it and youd be a regular little beauty with a touch here and
+there  I shant let anyone see you till you are done and then well
+burst upon them like Cinderella and her godmother going to the ball
+said Belle in her persuasive tone
+
+Meg couldnt refuse the offer so kindly made for a desire to see if
+she would be a little beauty after touching up caused her to accept
+and forget all her former uncomfortable feelings toward the Moffats
+
+On the Thursday evening Belle shut herself up with her maid and
+between them they turned Meg into a fine lady  They crimped and curled
+her hair they polished her neck and arms with some fragrant powder
+touched her lips with coralline salve to make them redder and Hortense
+would have added a soupcon of rouge if Meg had not rebelled  They
+laced her into a sky blue dress which was so tight she could hardly
+breathe and so low in the neck that modest Meg blushed at herself in
+the mirror  A set of silver filagree was added bracelets necklace
+brooch and even earrings for Hortense tied them on with a bit of pink
+silk which did not show  A cluster of tea rose buds at the bosom and
+a ruche reconciled Meg to the display of her pretty white shoulders
+and a pair of high heeled silk boots satisfied the last wish of her
+heart  A lace handkerchief a plumy fan and a bouquet in a shoulder
+holder finished her off and Miss Belle surveyed her with the
+satisfaction of a little girl with a newly dressed doll
+
+Mademoiselle is charmante tres jolie is she not cried Hortense
+clasping her hands in an affected rapture
+
+Come and show yourself said Miss Belle leading the way to the room
+where the others were waiting
+
+As Meg went rustling after with her long skirts trailing her earrings
+tinkling her curls waving and her heart beating she felt as if her
+fun had really begun at last for the mirror had plainly told her that
+she was a little beauty  Her friends repeated the pleasing phrase
+enthusiastically and for several minutes she stood like a jackdaw in
+the fable enjoying her borrowed plumes while the rest chattered like
+a party of magpies
+
+While I dress do you drill her Nan in the management of her skirt
+and those French heels or she will trip herself up  Take your silver
+butterfly and catch up that long curl on the left side of her head
+Clara and dont any of you disturb the charming work of my hands
+said Belle as she hurried away looking well pleased with her success
+
+You dont look a bit like yourself but you are very nice Im nowhere
+beside you for Belle has heaps of taste and youre quite French I
+assure you  Let your flowers hang dont be so careful of them and be
+sure you dont trip returned Sallie trying not to care that Meg was
+prettier than herself
+
+Keeping that warning carefully in mind Margaret got safely down stairs
+and sailed into the drawing rooms where the Moffats and a few early
+guests were assembled  She very soon discovered that there is a charm
+about fine clothes which attracts a certain class of people and secures
+their respect  Several young ladies who had taken no notice of her
+before were very affectionate all of a sudden  Several young
+gentlemen who had only stared at her at the other party now not only
+stared but asked to be introduced and said all manner of foolish but
+agreeable things to her and several old ladies who sat on the sofas
+and criticized the rest of the party inquired who she was with an air
+of interest  She heard Mrs Moffat reply to one of them
+
+Daisy March father a colonel in the army one of our first families
+but reverses of fortune you know intimate friends of the Laurences
+sweet creature I assure you my Ned is quite wild about her
+
+Dear me said the old lady putting up her glass for another
+observation of Meg who tried to look as if she had not heard and been
+rather shocked at Mrs Moffats fibs The queer feeling did not pass
+away but she imagined herself acting the new part of fine lady and so
+got on pretty well though the tight dress gave her a side ache the
+train kept getting under her feet and she was in constant fear lest
+her earrings should fly off and get lost or broken  She was flirting
+her fan and laughing at the feeble jokes of a young gentleman who tried
+to be witty when she suddenly stopped laughing and looked confused
+for just opposite she saw Laurie  He was staring at her with
+undisguised surprise and disapproval also she thought for though he
+bowed and smiled yet something in his honest eyes made her blush and
+wish she had her old dress on To complete her confusion she saw Belle
+nudge Annie and both glance from her to Laurie who she was happy to
+see looked unusually boyish and shy
+
+Silly creatures to put such thoughts into my head  I wont care for
+it or let it change me a bit thought Meg and rustled across the
+room to shake hands with her friend
+
+Im glad you came I was afraid you wouldnt she said with her most
+grown up air
+
+Jo wanted me to come and tell her how you looked so I did answered
+Laurie without turning his eyes upon her though he half smiled at her
+maternal tone
+
+What shall you tell her asked Meg full of curiosity to know his
+opinion of her yet feeling ill at ease with him for the first time
+
+I shall say I didnt know you for you look so grown up and unlike
+yourself Im quite afraid of you he said fumbling at his glove
+button
+
+How absurd of you  The girls dressed me up for fun and I rather like
+it  Wouldnt Jo stare if she saw me said Meg bent on making him say
+whether he thought her improved or not
+
+Yes I think she would returned Laurie gravely
+
+Dont you like me so asked Meg
+
+No I dont was the blunt reply
+
+Why not in an anxious tone
+
+He glanced at her frizzled head bare shoulders and fantastically
+trimmed dress with an expression that abashed her more than his answer
+which had not a particle of his usual politeness in it
+
+I dont like fuss and feathers
+
+That was altogether too much from a lad younger than herself and Meg
+walked away saying petulantly You are the rudest boy I ever saw
+
+Feeling very much ruffled she went and stood at a quiet window to cool
+her cheeks for the tight dress gave her an uncomfortably brilliant
+color  As she stood there Major Lincoln passed by and a minute after
+she heard him saying to his mother
+
+They are making a fool of that little girl  I wanted you to see her
+but they have spoiled her entirely  Shes nothing but a doll tonight
+
+Oh dear sighed Meg  I wish Id been sensible and worn my own
+things then I should not have disgusted other people or felt so
+uncomfortable and ashamed of myself
+
+She leaned her forehead on the cool pane and stood half hidden by the
+curtains never minding that her favorite waltz had begun till some
+one touched her and turning she saw Laurie looking penitent as he
+said with his very best bow and his hand out
+
+Please forgive my rudeness and come and dance with me
+
+Im afraid it will be too disagreeable to you said Meg trying to
+look offended and failing entirely
+
+Not a bit of it Im dying to do it  Come Ill be good I dont like
+your gown but I do think you are just splendid And he waved his
+hands as if words failed to express his admiration
+
+Meg smiled and relented and whispered as they stood waiting to catch
+the time Take care my skirt doesnt trip you up  Its the plague of
+my life and I was a goose to wear it
+
+Pin it round your neck and then it will be useful said Laurie
+looking down at the little blue boots which he evidently approved of
+
+Away they went fleetly and gracefully for having practiced at home
+they were well matched and the blithe young couple were a pleasant
+sight to see as they twirled merrily round and round feeling more
+friendly than ever after their small tiff
+
+Laurie I want you to do me a favor will you said Meg as he stood
+fanning her when her breath gave out which it did very soon though she
+would not own why
+
+Wont I said Laurie with alacrity
+
+Please dont tell them at home about my dress tonight They wont
+understand the joke and it will worry Mother
+
+Then why did you do it said Lauries eyes so plainly that Meg
+hastily added
+
+I shall tell them myself all about it and fess to Mother how silly
+Ive been  But Id rather do it myself  So youll not tell will you
+
+I give you my word I wont only what shall I say when they ask me
+
+Just say I looked pretty well and was having a good time
+
+Ill say the first with all my heart but how about the other  You
+dont look as if you were having a good time  Are you And Laurie
+looked at her with an expression which made her answer in a whisper
+
+No not just now  Dont think Im horrid  I only wanted a little
+fun but this sort doesnt pay I find and Im getting tired of it
+
+Here comes Ned Moffat  What does he want said Laurie knitting his
+black brows as if he did not regard his young host in the light of a
+pleasant addition to the party
+
+He put his name down for three dances and I suppose hes coming for
+them  What a bore said Meg assuming a languid air which amused
+Laurie immensely
+
+He did not speak to her again till suppertime when he saw her drinking
+champagne with Ned and his friend Fisher who were behaving like a
+pair of fools as Laurie said to himself for he felt a brotherly sort
+of right to watch over the Marches and fight their battles whenever a
+defender was needed
+
+Youll have a splitting headache tomorrow if you drink much of that
+I wouldnt Meg your mother doesnt like it you know he whispered
+leaning over her chair as Ned turned to refill her glass and Fisher
+stooped to pick up her fan
+
+Im not Meg tonight Im a doll who does all sorts of crazy things
+Tomorrow I shall put away my fuss and feathers and be desperately
+good again she answered with an affected little laugh
+
+Wish tomorrow was here then muttered Laurie walking off
+ill pleased at the change he saw in her
+
+Meg danced and flirted chattered and giggled as the other girls did
+After supper she undertook the German and blundered through it nearly
+upsetting her partner with her long skirt and romping in a way that
+scandalized Laurie who looked on and meditated a lecture  But he got
+no chance to deliver it for Meg kept away from him till he came to say
+good night
+
+Remember she said trying to smile for the splitting headache had
+already begun
+
+Silence a la mort replied Laurie with a melodramatic flourish as
+he went away
+
+This little bit of byplay excited Annies curiosity but Meg was too
+tired for gossip and went to bed feeling as if she had been to a
+masquerade and hadnt enjoyed herself as much as she expected  She was
+sick all the next day and on Saturday went home quite used up with
+her fortnights fun and feeling that she had sat in the lap of luxury
+long enough
+
+It does seem pleasant to be quiet and not have company manners on all
+the time  Home is a nice place though it isnt splendid said Meg
+looking about her with a restful expression as she sat with her mother
+and Jo on the Sunday evening
+
+Im glad to hear you say so dear for I was afraid home would seem
+dull and poor to you after your fine quarters replied her mother who
+had given her many anxious looks that day  For motherly eyes are quick
+to see any change in childrens faces
+
+Meg had told her adventures gayly and said over and over what a
+charming time she had had but something still seemed to weigh upon her
+spirits and when the younger girls were gone to bed she sat
+thoughtfully staring at the fire saying little and looking worried
+As the clock struck nine and Jo proposed bed Meg suddenly left her
+chair and taking Beths stool leaned her elbows on her mothers knee
+saying bravely
+
+Marmee I want to fess
+
+I thought so  What is it dear
+
+Shall I go away asked Jo discreetly
+
+Of course not  Dont I always tell you everything  I was ashamed to
+speak of it before the younger children but I want you to know all the
+dreadful things I did at the Moffats
+
+We are prepared said Mrs March smiling but looking a little
+anxious
+
+I told you they dressed me up but I didnt tell you that they
+powdered and squeezed and frizzled and made me look like a
+fashion plate  Laurie thought I wasnt proper  I know he did though
+he didnt say so and one man called me a doll  I knew it was silly
+but they flattered me and said I was a beauty and quantities of
+nonsense so I let them make a fool of me
+
+Is that all asked Jo as Mrs March looked silently at the downcast
+face of her pretty daughter and could not find it in her heart to
+blame her little follies
+
+No I drank champagne and romped and tried to flirt and was
+altogether abominable said Meg self reproachfully
+
+There is something more I think  And Mrs March smoothed the soft
+cheek which suddenly grew rosy as Meg answered slowly
+
+Yes  Its very silly but I want to tell it because I hate to have
+people say and think such things about us and Laurie
+
+Then she told the various bits of gossip she had heard at the Moffats
+and as she spoke Jo saw her mother fold her lips tightly as if ill
+pleased that such ideas should be put into Megs innocent mind
+
+Well if that isnt the greatest rubbish I ever heard cried Jo
+indignantly  Why didnt you pop out and tell them so on the spot
+
+I couldnt it was so embarrassing for me  I couldnt help hearing at
+first and then I was so angry and ashamed I didnt remember that I
+ought to go away
+
+Just wait till I see Annie Moffat and Ill show you how to settle
+such ridiculous stuff  The idea of having plans and being kind to
+Laurie because hes rich and may marry us by and by  Wont he shout
+when I tell him what those silly things say about us poor children
+And Jo laughed as if on second thoughts the thing struck her as a good
+joke
+
+If you tell Laurie Ill never forgive you  She mustnt must she
+Mother said Meg looking distressed
+
+No never repeat that foolish gossip and forget it as soon as you
+can said Mrs March gravely  I was very unwise to let you go among
+people of whom I know so little kind I dare say but worldly
+ill bred and full of these vulgar ideas about young people  I am more
+sorry than I can express for the mischief this visit may have done you
+Meg
+
+Dont be sorry I wont let it hurt me  Ill forget all the bad and
+remember only the good for I did enjoy a great deal and thank you
+very much for letting me go  Ill not be sentimental or dissatisfied
+Mother  I know Im a silly little girl and Ill stay with you till
+Im fit to take care of myself  But it is nice to be praised and
+admired and I cant help saying I like it said Meg looking half
+ashamed of the confession
+
+That is perfectly natural and quite harmless if the liking does not
+become a passion and lead one to do foolish or unmaidenly things
+Learn to know and value the praise which is worth having and to excite
+the admiration of excellent people by being modest as well as pretty
+Meg
+
+Margaret sat thinking a moment while Jo stood with her hands behind
+her looking both interested and a little perplexed for it was a new
+thing to see Meg blushing and talking about admiration lovers and
+things of that sort  And Jo felt as if during that fortnight her
+sister had grown up amazingly and was drifting away from her into a
+world where she could not follow
+
+Mother do you have plans as Mrs Moffat said asked Meg bashfully
+
+Yes my dear I have a great many all mothers do but mine differ
+somewhat from Mrs Moffats I suspect  I will tell you some of them
+for the time has come when a word may set this romantic little head and
+heart of yours right on a very serious subject  You are young Meg
+but not too young to understand me and mothers lips are the fittest
+to speak of such things to girls like you  Jo your turn will come in
+time perhaps so listen to my plans and help me carry them out if
+they are good
+
+Jo went and sat on one arm of the chair looking as if she thought they
+were about to join in some very solemn affair Holding a hand of each
+and watching the two young faces wistfully Mrs March said in her
+serious yet cheery way
+
+I want my daughters to be beautiful accomplished and good To be
+admired loved and respected  To have a happy youth to be well and
+wisely married and to lead useful pleasant lives with as little care
+and sorrow to try them as God sees fit to send To be loved and chosen
+by a good man is the best and sweetest thing which can happen to a
+woman and I sincerely hope my girls may know this beautiful
+experience  It is natural to think of it Meg right to hope and wait
+for it and wise to prepare for it so that when the happy time comes
+you may feel ready for the duties and worthy of the joy  My dear
+girls I am ambitious for you but not to have you make a dash in the
+world marry rich men merely because they are rich or have splendid
+houses which are not homes because love is wanting  Money is a
+needful and precious thing and when well used a noble thing but I
+never want you to think it is the first or only prize to strive for
+Id rather see you poor mens wives if you were happy beloved
+contented than queens on thrones without self respect and peace
+
+Poor girls dont stand any chance Belle says unless they put
+themselves forward sighed Meg
+
+Then well be old maids said Jo stoutly
+
+Right Jo  Better be happy old maids than unhappy wives or
+unmaidenly girls running about to find husbands said Mrs March
+decidedly  Dont be troubled Meg poverty seldom daunts a sincere
+lover  Some of the best and most honored women I know were poor girls
+but so love worthy that they were not allowed to be old maids Leave
+these things to time  Make this home happy so that you may be fit for
+homes of your own if they are offered you and contented here if they
+are not  One thing remember my girls  Mother is always ready to be
+your confidant Father to be your friend and both of us hope and trust
+that our daughters whether married or single will be the pride and
+comfort of our lives
+
+We will Marmee we will cried both with all their hearts as she
+bade them good night
+
+
+
+CHAPTER TEN
+
+THE PC AND PO
+
+As spring came on a new set of amusements became the fashion and the
+lengthening days gave long afternoons for work and play of all sorts
+The garden had to be put in order and each sister had a quarter of the
+little plot to do what she liked with  Hannah used to say Id know
+which each of them gardings belonged to ef I see em in Chiny and so
+she might for the girls tastes differed as much as their characters
+Megs had roses and heliotrope myrtle and a little orange tree in it
+Jos bed was never alike two seasons for she was always trying
+experiments  This year it was to be a plantation of sun flowers the
+seeds of which cheerful and aspiring plant were to feed Aunt
+Cockle top and her family of chicks  Beth had old fashioned fragrant
+flowers in her garden sweet peas and mignonette larkspur pinks
+pansies and southernwood with chickweed for the birds and catnip for
+the pussies  Amy had a bower in hers rather small and earwiggy but
+very pretty to look at with honeysuckle and morning glories hanging
+their colored horns and bells in graceful wreaths all over it tall
+white lilies delicate ferns and as many brilliant picturesque plants
+as would consent to blossom there
+
+Gardening walks rows on the river and flower hunts employed the fine
+days and for rainy ones they had house diversions some old some
+new all more or less original  One of these was the PC for as
+secret societies were the fashion it was thought proper to have one
+and as all of the girls admired Dickens they called themselves the
+Pickwick Club  With a few interruptions they had kept this up for a
+year and met every Saturday evening in the big garret on which
+occasions the ceremonies were as follows:  Three chairs were arranged
+in a row before a table on which was a lamp also four white badges
+with a big PC in different colors on each and the weekly newspaper
+called The Pickwick Portfolio to which all contributed something
+while Jo who reveled in pens and ink was the editor At seven
+oclock the four members ascended to the clubroom tied their badges
+round their heads and took their seats with great solemnity  Meg as
+the eldest was Samuel Pickwick Jo being of a literary turn Augustus
+Snodgrass Beth because she was round and rosy Tracy Tupman and Amy
+who was always trying to do what she couldnt was Nathaniel Winkle
+Pickwick the president read the paper which was filled with original
+tales poetry local news funny advertisements and hints in which
+they good naturedly reminded each other of their faults and short
+comings  On one occasion Mr Pickwick put on a pair of spectacles
+without any glass rapped upon the table hemmed and having stared
+hard at Mr Snodgrass who was tilting back in his chair till he
+arranged himself properly began to read:
+
+    
+
+    THE PICKWICK PORTFOLIO
+
+
+
+    MAY 20 18 
+
+    POETS CORNER
+
+    ANNIVERSARY ODE
+
+
+    Again we meet to celebrate
+    With badge and solemn rite
+    Our fifty second anniversary
+    In Pickwick Hall tonight
+
+    We all are here in perfect health
+    None gone from our small band:
+    Again we see each well known face
+    And press each friendly hand
+
+    Our Pickwick always at his post
+    With reverence we greet
+    As spectacles on nose he reads
+    Our well filled weekly sheet
+
+    Although he suffers from a cold
+    We joy to hear him speak
+    For words of wisdom from him fall
+    In spite of croak or squeak
+
+    Old six foot Snodgrass looms on high
+    With elephantine grace
+    And beams upon the company
+    With brown and jovial face
+
+    Poetic fire lights up his eye
+    He struggles gainst his lot
+    Behold ambition on his brow
+    And on his nose a blot
+
+    Next our peaceful Tupman comes
+    So rosy plump and sweet
+    Who chokes with laughter at the puns
+    And tumbles off his seat
+
+    Prim little Winkle too is here
+    With every hair in place
+    A model of propriety
+    Though he hates to wash his face
+
+    The year is gone we still unite
+    To joke and laugh and read
+    And tread the path of literature
+    That doth to glory lead
+
+    Long may our paper prosper well
+    Our club unbroken be
+    And coming years their blessings pour
+    On the useful gay P  C
+    A  SNODGRASS
+
+    
+
+    THE MASKED MARRIAGE
+    (A Tale Of Venice)
+
+    Gondola after gondola swept up to the marble
+    steps and left its lovely load to swell the
+    brilliant throng that filled the stately halls of Count
+    Adelon  Knights and ladies elves and pages monks
+    and flower girls all mingled gaily in the dance
+    Sweet voices and rich melody filled the air and so
+    with mirth and music the masquerade went on
+    Has your Highness seen the Lady Viola tonight
+    asked a gallant troubadour of the fairy queen who
+    floated down the hall upon his arm
+
+    Yes is she not lovely though so sad  Her
+    dress is well chosen too for in a week she weds
+    Count Antonio whom she passionately hates
+
+    By my faith I envy him  Yonder he comes
+    arrayed like a bridegroom except the black mask
+    When that is off we shall see how he regards the
+    fair maid whose heart he cannot win though her
+    stern father bestows her hand returned the troubadour
+
+    Tis whispered that she loves the young English
+    artist who haunts her steps and is spurned by the
+    old Count said the lady as they joined the dance
+    The revel was at its height when a priest
+    appeared and withdrawing the young pair to an alcove
+    hung with purple velvet he motioned them to kneel
+    Instant silence fell on the gay throng and not a
+    sound but the dash of fountains or the rustle of
+    orange groves sleeping in the moonlight broke the
+    hush as Count de Adelon spoke thus:
+
+    My lords and ladies pardon the ruse by which
+    I have gathered you here to witness the marriage of
+    my daughter  Father we wait your services
+    All eyes turned toward the bridal party and a
+    murmur of amazement went through the throng for
+    neither bride nor groom removed their masks  Curiosity
+    and wonder possessed all hearts but respect restrained
+    all tongues till the holy rite was over  Then the
+    eager spectators gathered round the count demanding
+    an explanation
+
+    Gladly would I give it if I could but I only
+    know that it was the whim of my timid Viola and I
+    yielded to it  Now my children let the play end
+    Unmask and receive my blessing
+
+    But neither bent the knee for the young bridegroom
+    replied in a tone that startled all listeners
+    as the mask fell disclosing the noble face of Ferdinand
+    Devereux the artist lover and leaning on the
+    breast where now flashed the star of an English earl
+    was the lovely Viola radiant with joy and beauty
+
+    My lord you scornfully bade me claim your
+    daughter when I could boast as high a name and vast a
+    fortune as the Count Antonio  I can do more for even
+    your ambitious soul cannot refuse the Earl of Devereux
+    and De Vere when he gives his ancient name and boundless
+    wealth in return for the beloved hand of this fair lady
+    now my wife
+
+    The count stood like one changed to stone and
+    turning to the bewildered crowd Ferdinand added with
+    a gay smile of triumph To you my gallant friends I
+    can only wish that your wooing may prosper as mine has
+    done and that you may all win as fair a bride as I have
+    by this masked marriage
+    S  PICKWICK
+
+
+    Why is the P  C  like the Tower of Babel
+    It is full of unruly members
+
+    
+
+    THE HISTORY OF A SQUASH
+
+
+    Once upon a time a farmer planted a little seed
+    in his garden and after a while it sprouted and became
+    a vine and bore many squashes  One day in October
+    when they were ripe he picked one and took it
+    to market  A grocerman bought and put it in his shop
+    That same morning a little girl in a brown hat
+    and blue dress with a round face and snub nose went
+    and bought it for her mother  She lugged it home cut
+    it up and boiled it in the big pot mashed some of it
+    with salt and butter for dinner  And to the rest she added
+    a pint of milk two eggs four spoons of sugar nutmeg
+    and some crackers put it in a deep dish and baked it
+    till it was brown and nice and next day it was eaten
+    by a family named March
+    T  TUPMAN
+
+    
+
+    Mr Pickwick Sir: 
+    I address you upon the subject of sin the sinner
+    I mean is a man named Winkle who makes trouble in his
+    club by laughing and sometimes wont write his piece in
+    this fine paper I hope you will pardon his badness and
+    let him send a French fable because he cant write out
+    of his head as he has so many lessons to do and no brains
+    in future I will try to take time by the fetlock and
+    prepare some work which will be all commy la fo that
+    means all right I am in haste as it is nearly school
+    time
+    Yours respectably
+    N  WINKLE
+
+    [The above is a manly and handsome acknowledgment of past
+    misdemeanors  If our young friend studied punctuation it
+    would be well]
+
+    
+
+    A SAD ACCIDENT
+
+    On Friday last we were startled by a violent shock
+    in our basement followed by cries of distress
+    On rushing in a body to the cellar we discovered our beloved
+    President prostrate upon the floor having tripped and
+    fallen while getting wood for domestic purposes  A perfect
+    scene of ruin met our eyes for in his fall Mr Pickwick
+    had plunged his head and shoulders into a tub of water
+    upset a keg of soft soap upon his manly form  and torn
+    his garments badly  On being removed from this perilous
+    situation it was discovered that he had suffered
+    no injury but several bruises and we are happy to add
+    is now doing well
+    ED
+
+    
+
+    THE PUBLIC BEREAVEMENT
+
+    It is our painful duty to record the sudden and
+    mysterious disappearance of our cherished friend Mrs
+    Snowball Pat Paw  This lovely and beloved cat was the
+    pet of a large circle of warm and admiring friends for
+    her beauty attracted all eyes her graces and virtues
+    endeared her to all hearts and her loss is deeply felt
+    by the whole community
+
+    When last seen she was sitting at the gate watching
+    the butchers cart and it is feared that some villain
+    tempted by her charms basely stole her  Weeks have passed
+    but no trace of her has been discovered and we relinquish
+    all hope tie a black ribbon to her basket set aside her
+    dish and weep for her as one lost to us forever
+
+    
+
+    A sympathizing friend sends the following gem:
+
+
+    A LAMENT
+    (FOR S  B  PAT PAW)
+
+    We mourn the loss of our little pet
+    And sigh oer her hapless fate
+    For never more by the fire shell sit
+    Nor play by the old green gate
+
+    The little grave where her infant sleeps
+    Is neath the chestnut tree
+    But oer her grave we may not weep
+    We know not where it may be
+
+    Her empty bed her idle ball
+    Will never see her more
+    No gentle tap no loving purr
+    Is heard at the parlor door
+
+    Another cat comes after her mice
+    A cat with a dirty face
+    But she does not hunt as our darling did
+    Nor play with her airy grace
+
+    Her stealthy paws tread the very hall
+    Where Snowball used to play
+    But she only spits at the dogs our pet
+    So gallantly drove away
+
+    She is useful and mild and does her best
+    But she is not fair to see
+    And we cannot give her your place dear
+    Nor worship her as we worship thee
+    AS
+
+    
+
+    ADVERTISEMENTS
+
+    MISS ORANTHY BLUGGAGE the accomplished
+    strong minded lecturer will deliver her
+    famous lecture on WOMAN AND HER POSITION
+    at Pickwick Hall next Saturday Evening
+    after the usual performances
+
+
+    A WEEKLY MEETING will be held at Kitchen
+    Place to teach young ladies how to cook
+    Hannah Brown will preside and all are
+    invited to attend
+
+    The DUSTPAN SOCIETY will meet on Wednesday
+    next and parade in the upper story of the
+    Club House  All members to appear in uniform
+    and shoulder their brooms at nine precisely
+
+    Mrs BETH BOUNCER will open her new
+    assortment of Dolls Millinery next week
+    The latest Paris fashions have arrived
+    and orders are respectfully solicited
+
+    A NEW PLAY will appear at the Barnville
+    Theatre in the course of a few weeks which
+    will surpass anything ever seen on the American stage
+    The Greek Slave or Constantine the Avenger is the name
+    of this thrilling drama
+
+
+
+    HINTS
+
+    If SP  didnt use so much soap on his hands
+    he wouldnt always be late at breakfast  AS
+    is requested not to whistle in the street  TT
+    please dont forget Amys napkin  NW  must
+    not fret because his dress has not nine tucks
+
+
+
+    WEEKLY REPORT
+
+    Meg Good
+    Jo Bad
+    Beth Very Good
+    Amy Middling
+
+    
+
+
+As the President finished reading the paper (which I beg leave to
+assure my readers is a bona fide copy of one written by bona fide girls
+once upon a time) a round of applause followed and then Mr Snodgrass
+rose to make a proposition
+
+Mr President and gentlemen he began assuming a parliamentary
+attitude and tone I wish to propose the admission of a new
+member one who highly deserves the honor would be deeply grateful for
+it and would add immensely to the spirit of the club the literary
+value of the paper and be no end jolly and nice  I propose Mr
+Theodore Laurence as an honorary member of the P  C  Come now do
+have him
+
+Jos sudden change of tone made the girls laugh but all looked rather
+anxious and no one said a word as Snodgrass took his seat
+
+Well put it to a vote said the President  All in favor of this
+motion please to manifest it by saying Aye
+
+A loud response from Snodgrass followed to everybodys surprise by a
+timid one from Beth
+
+Contrary minded say No
+
+Meg and Amy were contrary minded and Mr Winkle rose to say with great
+elegance We dont wish any boys they only joke and bounce about
+This is a ladies club and we wish to be private and proper
+
+Im afraid hell laugh at our paper and make fun of us afterward
+observed Pickwick pulling the little curl on her forehead as she
+always did when doubtful
+
+Up rose Snodgrass very much in earnest  Sir I give you my word as a
+gentleman Laurie wont do anything of the sort  He likes to write
+and hell give a tone to our contributions and keep us from being
+sentimental dont you see  We can do so little for him and he does
+so much for us I think the least we can do is to offer him a place
+here and make him welcome if he comes
+
+This artful allusion to benefits conferred brought Tupman to his feet
+looking as if he had quite made up his mind
+
+Yes we ought to do it even if we are afraid  I say he may come and
+his grandpa too if he likes
+
+This spirited burst from Beth electrified the club and Jo left her
+seat to shake hands approvingly  Now then vote again Everybody
+remember its our Laurie and say Aye cried Snodgrass excitedly
+
+Aye  Aye  Aye replied three voices at once
+
+Good  Bless you  Now as theres nothing like taking time by the
+fetlock as Winkle characteristically observes allow me to present
+the new member  And to the dismay of the rest of the club Jo threw
+open the door of the closet and displayed Laurie sitting on a rag bag
+flushed and twinkling with suppressed laughter
+
+You rogue  You traitor  Jo how could you cried the three girls
+as Snodgrass led her friend triumphantly forth and producing both a
+chair and a badge installed him in a jiffy
+
+The coolness of you two rascals is amazing began Mr Pickwick
+trying to get up an awful frown and only succeeding in producing an
+amiable smile  But the new member was equal to the occasion and
+rising with a grateful salutation to the Chair said in the most
+engaging manner Mr President and ladies I beg pardon
+gentlemen allow me to introduce myself as Sam Weller the very humble
+servant of the club
+
+Good  Good cried Jo pounding with the handle of the old warming
+pan on which she leaned
+
+My faithful friend and noble patron continued Laurie with a wave of
+the hand who has so flatteringly presented me is not to be blamed
+for the base stratagem of tonight  I planned it and she only gave in
+after lots of teasing
+
+Come now dont lay it all on yourself  You know I proposed the
+cupboard broke in Snodgrass who was enjoying the joke amazingly
+
+Never mind what she says  Im the wretch that did it sir said the
+new member with a Welleresque nod to Mr Pickwick  But on my honor
+I never will do so again and henceforth devote myself to the interest
+of this immortal club
+
+Hear  Hear cried Jo clashing the lid of the warming pan like a
+cymbal
+
+Go on go on added Winkle and Tupman while the President bowed
+benignly
+
+I merely wish to say that as a slight token of my gratitude for the
+honor done me and as a means of promoting friendly relations between
+adjoining nations I have set up a post office in the hedge in the
+lower corner of the garden a fine spacious building with padlocks on
+the doors and every convenience for the mails also the females if I
+may be allowed the expression  Its the old martin house but Ive
+stopped up the door and made the roof open so it will hold all sorts
+of things and save our valuable time  Letters manuscripts books
+and bundles can be passed in there and as each nation has a key it
+will be uncommonly nice I fancy  Allow me to present the club key
+and with many thanks for your favor take my seat
+
+Great applause as Mr Weller deposited a little key on the table and
+subsided the warming pan clashed and waved wildly and it was some
+time before order could be restored  A long discussion followed and
+everyone came out surprising for everyone did her best  So it was an
+unusually lively meeting and did not adjourn till a late hour when it
+broke up with three shrill cheers for the new member
+
+No one ever regretted the admittance of Sam Weller for a more devoted
+well behaved and jovial member no club could have He certainly did
+add spirit to the meetings and a tone to the paper for his
+orations convulsed his hearers and his contributions were excellent
+being patriotic classical comical or dramatic but never
+sentimental  Jo regarded them as worthy of Bacon Milton or
+Shakespeare and remodeled her own works with good effect she thought
+
+The P  O  was a capital little institution and flourished
+wonderfully for nearly as many queer things passed through it as
+through the real post office  Tragedies and cravats poetry and
+pickles garden seeds and long letters music and gingerbread rubbers
+invitations scoldings and puppies  The old gentleman liked the fun
+and amused himself by sending odd bundles mysterious messages and
+funny telegrams and his gardener who was smitten with Hannahs
+charms actually sent a love letter to Jos care  How they laughed
+when the secret came out never dreaming how many love letters that
+little post office would hold in the years to come
+
+
+
+CHAPTER ELEVEN
+
+EXPERIMENTS
+
+The first of June  The Kings are off to the seashore tomorrow and
+Im free  Three months vacation how I shall enjoy it exclaimed
+Meg coming home one warm day to find Jo laid upon the sofa in an
+unusual state of exhaustion while Beth took off her dusty boots and
+Amy made lemonade for the refreshment of the whole party
+
+Aunt March went today for which oh be joyful said Jo I was
+mortally afraid shed ask me to go with her  If she had I should have
+felt as if I ought to do it but Plumfield is about as gay as a
+churchyard you know and Id rather be excused We had a flurry
+getting the old lady off and I had a fright every time she spoke to
+me for I was in such a hurry to be through that I was uncommonly
+helpful and sweet and feared shed find it impossible to part from me
+I quaked till she was fairly in the carriage and had a final fright
+for as it drove of she popped out her head saying Josyphine wont
+you  I didnt hear any more for I basely turned and fled  I did
+actually run and whisked round the corner where I felt safe
+
+Poor old Jo  She came in looking as if bears were after her said
+Beth as she cuddled her sisters feet with a motherly air
+
+Aunt March is a regular samphire is she not observed Amy tasting
+her mixture critically
+
+She means vampire not seaweed but it doesnt matter  Its too warm
+to be particular about ones parts of speech murmured Jo
+
+What shall you do all your vacation asked Amy changing the subject
+with tact
+
+I shall lie abed late and do nothing replied Meg from the depths
+of the rocking chair  Ive been routed up early all winter and had to
+spend my days working for other people so now Im going to rest and
+revel to my hearts content
+
+No said Jo that dozy way wouldnt suit me  Ive laid in a heap of
+books and Im going to improve my shining hours reading on my perch in
+the old apple tree when Im not having l  
+
+Dont say larks implored Amy as a return snub for the samphire
+correction
+
+Ill say nightingales then with Laurie  Thats proper and
+appropriate since hes a warbler
+
+Dont let us do any lessons Beth for a while but play all the time
+and rest as the girls mean to proposed Amy
+
+Well I will if Mother doesnt mind  I want to learn some new songs
+and my children need fitting up for the summer  They are dreadfully
+out of order and really suffering for clothes
+
+May we Mother asked Meg turning to Mrs March who sat sewing in
+what they called Marmees corner
+
+You may try your experiment for a week and see how you like it  I
+think by Saturday night you will find that all play and no work is as
+bad as all work and no play
+
+Oh dear no  It will be delicious Im sure said Meg complacently
+
+I now propose a toast as my friend and pardner Sairy Gamp says
+Fun forever and no grubbing cried Jo rising glass in hand as the
+lemonade went round
+
+They all drank it merrily and began the experiment by lounging for the
+rest of the day  Next morning Meg did not appear till ten oclock
+Her solitary breakfast did not taste good and the room seemed lonely
+and untidy for Jo had not filled the vases Beth had not dusted and
+Amys books lay scattered about  Nothing was neat and pleasant but
+Marmees corner which looked as usual  And there Meg sat to rest
+and read which meant to yawn and imagine what pretty summer dresses
+she would get with her salary  Jo spent the morning on the river with
+Laurie and the afternoon reading and crying over The Wide Wide
+World up in the apple tree  Beth began by rummaging everything out
+of the big closet where her family resided but getting tired before
+half done she left her establishment topsy turvy and went to her
+music rejoicing that she had no dishes to wash Amy arranged her
+bower put on her best white frock smoothed her curls and sat down to
+draw under the honeysuckle hoping someone would see and inquire who
+the young artist was  As no one appeared but an inquisitive
+daddy longlegs who examined her work with interest she went to walk
+got caught in a shower and came home dripping
+
+At teatime they compared notes and all agreed that it had been a
+delightful though unusually long day  Meg who went shopping in the
+afternoon and got a sweet blue muslin had discovered after she had
+cut the breadths off that it wouldnt wash which mishap made her
+slightly cross  Jo had burned the skin off her nose boating and got a
+raging headache by reading too long  Beth was worried by the confusion
+of her closet and the difficulty of learning three or four songs at
+once and Amy deeply regretted the damage done her frock for Katy
+Browns party was to be the next day and now like Flora McFlimsey she
+had nothing to wear  But these were mere trifles and they assured
+their mother that the experiment was working finely  She smiled said
+nothing and with Hannahs help did their neglected work keeping home
+pleasant and the domestic machinery running smoothly  It was
+astonishing what a peculiar and uncomfortable state of things was
+produced by the resting and reveling process  The days kept getting
+longer and longer the weather was unusually variable and so were
+tempers an unsettled feeling possessed everyone and Satan found
+plenty of mischief for the idle hands to do  As the height of luxury
+Meg put out some of her sewing and then found time hang so heavily
+that she fell to snipping and spoiling her clothes in her attempts to
+furbish them up a la Moffat  Jo read till her eyes gave out and she
+was sick of books got so fidgety that even good natured Laurie had a
+quarrel with her and so reduced in spirits that she desperately wished
+she had gone with Aunt March  Beth got on pretty well for she was
+constantly forgetting that it was to be all play and no work and fell
+back into her old ways now and then  But something in the air affected
+her and more than once her tranquility was much disturbed so much so
+that on one occasion she actually shook poor dear Joanna and told her
+she was a fright  Amy fared worst of all for her resources were
+small and when her sisters left her to amuse herself she soon found
+that accomplished and important little self a great burden  She didnt
+like dolls fairy tales were childish and one couldnt draw all the
+time  Tea parties didnt amount to much neither did picnics unless
+very well conducted  If one could have a fine house full of nice
+girls or go traveling the summer would be delightful but to stay at
+home with three selfish sisters and a grown up boy was enough to try
+the patience of a Boaz complained Miss Malaprop after several days
+devoted to pleasure fretting and ennui
+
+No one would own that they were tired of the experiment but by Friday
+night each acknowledged to herself that she was glad the week was
+nearly done  Hoping to impress the lesson more deeply Mrs March who
+had a good deal of humor resolved to finish off the trial in an
+appropriate manner so she gave Hannah a holiday and let the girls
+enjoy the full effect of the play system
+
+When they got up on Saturday morning there was no fire in the kitchen
+no breakfast in the dining room and no mother anywhere to be seen
+
+Mercy on us  What has happened cried Jo staring about her in
+dismay
+
+Meg ran upstairs and soon came back again looking relieved but rather
+bewildered and a little ashamed
+
+Mother isnt sick only very tired and she says she is going to stay
+quietly in her room all day and let us do the best we can  Its a very
+queer thing for her to do she doesnt act a bit like herself  But she
+says it has been a hard week for her so we mustnt grumble but take
+care of ourselves
+
+Thats easy enough and I like the idea Im aching for something to
+do that is some new amusement you know added Jo quickly
+
+In fact it was an immense relief to them all to have a little work and
+they took hold with a will but soon realized the truth of Hannahs
+saying Housekeeping aint no joke  There was plenty of food in the
+larder and while Beth and Amy set the table Meg and Jo got breakfast
+wondering as they did why servants ever talked about hard work
+
+I shall take some up to Mother though she said we were not to think
+of her for shed take care of herself said Meg who presided and
+felt quite matronly behind the teapot
+
+So a tray was fitted out before anyone began and taken up with the
+cooks compliments  The boiled tea was very bitter the omelet
+scorched and the biscuits speckled with saleratus but Mrs March
+received her repast with thanks and laughed heartily over it after Jo
+was gone
+
+Poor little souls they will have a hard time Im afraid but they
+wont suffer and it will do them good she said producing the more
+palatable viands with which she had provided herself and disposing of
+the bad breakfast so that their feelings might not be hurt a motherly
+little deception for which they were grateful
+
+Many were the complaints below and great the chagrin of the head cook
+at her failures  Never mind Ill get the dinner and be servant you
+be mistress keep your hands nice see company and give orders said
+Jo who knew still less than Meg about culinary affairs
+
+This obliging offer was gladly accepted and Margaret retired to the
+parlor which she hastily put in order by whisking the litter under the
+sofa and shutting the blinds to save the trouble of dusting  Jo with
+perfect faith in her own powers and a friendly desire to make up the
+quarrel immediately put a note in the office inviting Laurie to
+dinner
+
+Youd better see what you have got before you think of having
+company said Meg when informed of the hospitable but rash act
+
+Oh theres corned beef and plenty of potatoes and I shall get some
+asparagus and a lobster for a relish as Hannah says Well have
+lettuce and make a salad  I dont know how but the book tells  Ill
+have blanc mange and strawberries for dessert and coffee too if you
+want to be elegant
+
+Dont try too many messes Jo for you cant make anything but
+gingerbread and molasses candy fit to eat  I wash my hands of the
+dinner party and since you have asked Laurie on your own
+responsibility you may just take care of him
+
+I dont want you to do anything but be civil to him and help to the
+pudding  Youll give me your advice if I get in a muddle wont you
+asked Jo rather hurt
+
+Yes but I dont know much except about bread and a few trifles  You
+had better ask Mothers leave before you order anything returned Meg
+prudently
+
+Of course I shall  Im not a fool  And Jo went off in a huff at the
+doubts expressed of her powers
+
+Get what you like and dont disturb me  Im going out to dinner and
+cant worry about things at home said Mrs March when Jo spoke to
+her  I never enjoyed housekeeping and Im going to take a vacation
+today and read write go visiting and amuse myself
+
+The unusual spectacle of her busy mother rocking comfortably and
+reading early in the morning made Jo feel as if some unnatural
+phenomenon had occurred for an eclipse an earthquake or a volcanic
+eruption would hardly have seemed stranger
+
+Everything is out of sorts somehow she said to herself going
+downstairs  Theres Beth crying thats a sure sign that something is
+wrong in this family  If Amy is bothering Ill shake her
+
+Feeling very much out of sorts herself Jo hurried into the parlor to
+find Beth sobbing over Pip the canary who lay dead in the cage with
+his little claws pathetically extended as if imploring the food for
+want of which he had died
+
+Its all my fault I forgot him there isnt a seed or a drop left
+Oh Pip  Oh Pip  How could I be so cruel to you cried Beth taking
+the poor thing in her hands and trying to restore him
+
+Jo peeped into his half open eye felt his little heart and finding
+him stiff and cold shook her head and offered her domino box for a
+coffin
+
+Put him in the oven and maybe he will get warm and revive said Amy
+hopefully
+
+Hes been starved and he shant be baked now hes dead  Ill make
+him a shroud and he shall be buried in the garden and Ill never have
+another bird never my Pip for I am too bad to own one murmured
+Beth sitting on the floor with her pet folded in her hands
+
+The funeral shall be this afternoon and we will all go  Now dont
+cry Bethy  Its a pity but nothing goes right this week and Pip has
+had the worst of the experiment  Make the shroud and lay him in my
+box and after the dinner party well have a nice little funeral
+said Jo beginning to feel as if she had undertaken a good deal
+
+Leaving the others to console Beth she departed to the kitchen which
+was in a most discouraging state of confusion  Putting on a big apron
+she fell to work and got the dishes piled up ready for washing when
+she discovered that the fire was out
+
+Heres a sweet prospect muttered Jo slamming the stove door open
+and poking vigorously among the cinders
+
+Having rekindled the fire she thought she would go to market while the
+water heated  The walk revived her spirits and flattering herself
+that she had made good bargains she trudged home again after buying a
+very young lobster some very old asparagus and two boxes of acid
+strawberries  By the time she got cleared up the dinner arrived and
+the stove was red hot  Hannah had left a pan of bread to rise Meg had
+worked it up early set it on the hearth for a second rising and
+forgotten it  Meg was entertaining Sallie Gardiner in the parlor when
+the door flew open and a floury crocky flushed and disheveled figure
+appeared demanding tartly
+
+I say isnt bread riz enough when it runs over the pans
+
+Sallie began to laugh but Meg nodded and lifted her eyebrows as high
+as they would go which caused the apparition to vanish and put the
+sour bread into the oven without further delay  Mrs March went out
+after peeping here and there to see how matters went also saying a
+word of comfort to Beth who sat making a winding sheet while the dear
+departed lay in state in the domino box  A straLanguage cannot describe
+nge sense of
+helplessness fell upon the girls as the gray bonnet vanished round the
+corner and despair seized them when a few minutes later Miss Crocker
+appeared and said shed come to dinner  Now this lady was a thin
+yellow spinster with a sharp nose and inquisitive eyes who saw
+everything and gossiped about all she saw They disliked her but had
+been taught to be kind to her simply because she was old and poor and
+had few friends  So Meg gave her the easy chair and tried to entertain
+her while she asked questions criticized everything and told stories
+of the people whom she knew
+
+Language cannot describe the anxieties experiences and exertions
+which Jo underwent that morning and the dinner she served up became a
+standing joke  Fearing to ask any more advice she did her best alone
+and discovered that something more than energy and good will is
+necessary to make a cook  She boiled the asparagus for an hour and was
+grieved to find the heads cooked off and the stalks harder than ever
+The bread burned black for the salad dressing so aggravated her that
+she could not make it fit to eat  The lobster was a scarlet mystery to
+her but she hammered and poked till it was unshelled and its meager
+proportions concealed in a grove of lettuce leaves  The potatoes had
+to be hurried not to keep the asparagus waiting and were not done at
+the last  The blanc mange was lumpy and the strawberries not as ripe
+as they looked having been skilfully deaconed
+
+Well they can eat beef and bread and butter if they are hungry only
+its mortifying to have to spend your whole morning for nothing
+thought Jo as she rang the bell half an hour later than usual and
+stood hot tired and dispirited surveying the feast spread before
+Laurie accustomed to all sorts of elegance and Miss Crocker whose
+tattling tongue would report them far and wide
+
+Poor Jo would gladly have gone under the table as one thing after
+another was tasted and left while Amy giggled Meg looked distressed
+Miss Crocker pursed her lips and Laurie talked and laughed with all
+his might to give a cheerful tone to the festive scene  Jos one
+strong point was the fruit for she had sugared it well and had a
+pitcher of rich cream to eat with it  Her hot cheeks cooled a trifle
+and she drew a long breath as the pretty glass plates went round and
+everyone looked graciously at the little rosy islands floating in a sea
+of cream  Miss Crocker tasted first made a wry face and drank some
+water hastily  Jo who refused thinking there might not be enough
+for they dwindled sadly after the picking over glanced at Laurie but
+he was eating away manfully though there was a slight pucker about his
+mouth and he kept his eye fixed on his plate  Amy who was fond of
+delicate fare took a heaping spoonful choked hid her face in her
+napkin and left the table precipitately
+
+Oh what is it exclaimed Jo trembling
+
+Salt instead of sugar and the cream is sour replied Meg with a
+tragic gesture
+
+Jo uttered a groan and fell back in her chair remembering that she had
+given a last hasty powdering to the berries out of one of the two boxes
+on the kitchen table and had neglected to put the milk in the
+refrigerator  She turned scarlet and was on the verge of crying when
+she met Lauries eyes which would look merry in spite of his heroic
+efforts  The comical side of the affair suddenly struck her and she
+laughed till the tears ran down her cheeks  So did everyone else even
+Croaker as the girls called the old lady and the unfortunate dinner
+ended gaily with bread and butter olives and fun
+
+I havent strength of mind enough to clear up now so we will sober
+ourselves with a funeral said Jo as they rose and Miss Crocker made
+ready to go being eager to tell the new story at another friends
+dinner table
+
+They did sober themselves for Beths sake  Laurie dug a grave under
+the ferns in the grove little Pip was laid in with many tears by his
+tender hearted mistress and covered with moss while a wreath of
+violets and chickweed was hung on the stone which bore his epitaph
+composed by Jo while she struggled with the dinner
+
+    Here lies Pip March
+    Who died the 7th of June
+    Loved and lamented sore
+    And not forgotten soon
+
+At the conclusion of the ceremonies Beth retired to her room overcome
+with emotion and lobster but there was no place of repose for the
+beds were not made and she found her grief much assuaged by beating up
+the pillows and putting things in order  Meg helped Jo clear away the
+remains of the feast which took half the afternoon and left them so
+tired that they agreed to be contented with tea and toast for supper
+
+Laurie took Amy to drive which was a deed of charity for the sour
+cream seemed to have had a bad effect upon her temper  Mrs March came
+home to find the three older girls hard at work in the middle of the
+afternoon and a glance at the closet gave her an idea of the success
+of one part of the experiment
+
+Before the housewives could rest several people called and there was
+a scramble to get ready to see them  Then tea must be got errands
+done and one or two necessary bits of sewing neglected until the last
+minute  As twilight fell dewy and still one by one they gathered on
+the porch where the June roses were budding beautifully and each
+groaned or sighed as she sat down as if tired or troubled
+
+What a dreadful day this has been began Jo usually the first to
+speak
+
+It has seemed shorter than usual but so uncomfortable said Meg
+
+Not a bit like home added Amy
+
+It cant seem so without Marmee and little Pip sighed Beth glancing
+with full eyes at the empty cage above her head
+
+Heres Mother dear and you shall have another bird tomorrow if you
+want it
+
+As she spoke Mrs March came and took her place among them looking as
+if her holiday had not been much pleasanter than theirs
+
+Are you satisfied with your experiment girls or do you want another
+week of it she asked as Beth nestled up to her and the rest turned
+toward her with brightening faces as flowers turn toward the sun
+
+I dont cried Jo decidedly
+
+Nor I echoed the others
+
+You think then that it is better to have a few duties and live a
+little for others do you
+
+Lounging and larking doesnt pay observed Jo shaking her head Im
+tired of it and mean to go to work at something right off
+
+Suppose you learn plain cooking  Thats a useful accomplishment
+which no woman should be without said Mrs March laughing inaudibly
+at the recollection of Jos dinner party for she had met Miss Crocker
+and heard her account of it
+
+Mother did you go away and let everything be just to see how wed
+get on cried Meg who had had suspicions all day
+
+Yes I wanted you to see how the comfort of all depends on each doing
+her share faithfully  While Hannah and I did your work you got on
+pretty well though I dont think you were very happy or amiable  So I
+thought as a little lesson I would show you what happens when
+everyone thinks only of herself  Dont you feel that it is pleasanter
+to help one another to have daily duties which make leisure sweet when
+it comes and to bear and forbear that home may be comfortable and
+lovely to us all
+
+We do Mother we do cried the girls
+
+Then let me advise you to take up your little burdens again for
+though they seem heavy sometimes they are good for us and lighten as
+we learn to carry them  Work is wholesome and there is plenty for
+everyone  It keeps us from ennui and mischief is good for health and
+spirits and gives us a sense of power and independence better than
+money or fashion
+
+Well work like bees and love it too see if we dont said Jo
+Ill learn plain cooking for my holiday task and the next dinner
+party I have shall be a success
+
+Ill make the set of shirts for father instead of letting you do it
+Marmee  I can and I will though Im not fond of sewing That will be
+better than fussing over my own things which are plenty nice enough as
+they are said Meg
+
+Ill do my lessons every day and not spend so much time with my music
+and dolls  I am a stupid thing and ought to be studying not
+playing was Beths resolution while Amy followed their example by
+heroically declaring I shall learn to make buttonholes and attend to
+my parts of speech
+
+Very good  Then I am quite satisfied with the experiment and fancy
+that we shall not have to repeat it only dont go to the other extreme
+and delve like slaves  Have regular hours for work and play make each
+day both useful and pleasant and prove that you understand the worth
+of time by employing it well  Then youth will be delightful old age
+will bring few regrets and life become a beautiful success in spite
+of poverty
+
+Well remember Mother and they did
+
+
+
+CHAPTER TWELVE
+
+CAMP LAURENCE
+
+Beth was postmistress for being most at home she could attend to it
+regularly and dearly liked the daily task of unlocking the little door
+and distributing the mail  One July day she came in with her hands
+full and went about the house leaving letters and parcels like the
+penny post
+
+Heres your posy Mother  Laurie never forgets that she said
+putting the fresh nosegay in the vase that stood in Marmees corner
+and was kept supplied by the affectionate boy
+
+Miss Meg March one letter and a glove continued Beth delivering
+the articles to her sister who sat near her mother stitching
+wristbands
+
+Why I left a pair over there and here is only one said Meg
+looking at the gray cotton glove  Didnt you drop the other in the
+garden
+
+No Im sure I didnt for there was only one in the office
+
+I hate to have odd gloves  Never mind the other may be found  My
+letter is only a translation of the German song I wanted  I think Mr
+Brooke did it for this isnt Lauries writing
+
+Mrs March glanced at Meg who was looking very pretty in her gingham
+morning gown with the little curls blowing about her forehead and
+very womanly as she sat sewing at her little worktable full of tidy
+white rolls so unconscious of the thought in her mothers mind as she
+sewed and sang while her fingers flew and her thoughts were busied
+with girlish fancies as innocent and fresh as the pansies in her belt
+that Mrs March smiled and was satisfied
+
+Two letters for Doctor Jo a book and a funny old hat which covered
+the whole post office and stuck outside said Beth laughing as she
+went into the study where Jo sat writing
+
+What a sly fellow Laurie is  I said I wished bigger hats were the
+fashion because I burn my face every hot day  He said Why mind the
+fashion  Wear a big hat and be comfortable I said I would if I had
+one and he has sent me this to try me  Ill wear it for fun and
+show him I dont care for the fashion  And hanging the antique
+broad brim on a bust of Plato Jo read her letters
+
+One from her mother made her cheeks glow and her eyes fill for it said
+to her
+
+
+My Dear:
+
+I write a little word to tell you with how much satisfaction I watch
+your efforts to control your temper  You say nothing about your
+trials failures or successes and think perhaps that no one sees
+them but the Friend whose help you daily ask if I may trust the
+well worn cover of your guidebook  I too have seen them all and
+heartily believe in the sincerity of your resolution since it begins
+to bear fruit  Go on dear patiently and bravely and always believe
+that no one sympathizes more tenderly with you than your loving
+
+Mother
+
+
+That does me good  Thats worth millions of money and pecks of
+praise  Oh Marmee I do try  I will keep on trying and not get
+tired since I have you to help me
+
+Laying her head on her arms Jo wet her little romance with a few happy
+tears for she had thought that no one saw and appreciated her efforts
+to be good and this assurance was doubly precious doubly encouraging
+because unexpected and from the person whose commendation she most
+valued  Feeling stronger than ever to meet and subdue her Apollyon
+she pinned the note inside her frock as a shield and a reminder lest
+she be taken unaware and proceeded to open her other letter quite
+ready for either good or bad news  In a big dashing hand Laurie
+wrote
+
+Dear Jo What ho
+
+Some English girls and boys are coming to see me tomorrow and I want to
+have a jolly time  If its fine Im going to pitch my tent in
+Longmeadow and row up the whole crew to lunch and croquet have a
+fire make messes gypsy fashion and all sorts of larks  They are
+nice people and like such things  Brooke will go to keep us boys
+steady and Kate Vaughn will play propriety for the girls  I want you
+all to come cant let Beth off at any price and nobody shall worry
+her  Dont bother about rations Ill see to that and everything else
+only do come theres a good fellow
+
+In a tearing hurry Yours ever Laurie
+
+Heres richness cried Jo flying in to tell the news to Meg
+
+Of course we can go Mother  It will be such a help to Laurie for I
+can row and Meg see to the lunch and the children be useful in some
+way
+
+I hope the Vaughns are not fine grown up people  Do you know anything
+about them Jo asked Meg
+
+Only that there are four of them  Kate is older than you Fred and
+Frank (twins) about my age and a little girl (Grace) who is nine or
+ten  Laurie knew them abroad and liked the boys  I fancied from the
+way he primmed up his mouth in speaking of her that he didnt admire
+Kate much
+
+Im so glad my French print is clean its just the thing and so
+becoming observed Meg complacently  Have you anything decent Jo
+
+Scarlet and gray boating suit good enough for me  I shall row and
+tramp about so I dont want any starch to think of  Youll come
+Betty
+
+If you wont let any boys talk to me
+
+Not a boy
+
+I like to please Laurie and Im not afraid of Mr Brooke he is so
+kind  But I dont want to play or sing or say anything Ill work
+hard and not trouble anyone and youll take care of me Jo so Ill
+go
+
+Thats my good girl  You do try to fight off your shyness and I love
+you for it  Fighting faults isnt easy as I know and a cheery word
+kind of gives a lift  Thank you Mother And Jo gave the thin cheek a
+grateful kiss more precious to Mrs March than if it had given back
+the rosy roundness of her youth
+
+I had a box of chocolate drops and the picture I wanted to copy
+said Amy showing her mail
+
+And I got a note from Mr Laurence asking me to come over and play to
+him tonight before the lamps are lighted and I shall go added Beth
+whose friendship with the old gentleman prospered finely
+
+Now lets fly round and do double duty today so that we can play
+tomorrow with free minds said Jo preparing to replace her pen with a
+broom
+
+When the sun peeped into the girls room early next morning to promise
+them a fine day he saw a comical sight  Each had made such
+preparation for the fete as seemed necessary and proper Meg had an
+extra row of little curlpapers across her forehead Jo had copiously
+anointed her afflicted face with cold cream Beth had taken Joanna to
+bed with her to atone for the approaching separation and Amy had
+capped the climax by putting a clothespin on her nose to uplift the
+offending feature  It was one of the kind artists use to hold the
+paper on their drawing boards therefore quite appropriate and
+effective for the purpose it was now being put  This funny spectacle
+appeared to amuse the sun for he burst out with such radiance that Jo
+woke up and roused her sisters by a hearty laugh at Amys ornament
+
+Sunshine and laughter were good omens for a pleasure party and soon a
+lively bustle began in both houses  Beth who was ready first kept
+reporting what went on next door and enlivened her sisters toilets by
+frequent telegrams from the window
+
+There goes the man with the tent  I see Mrs Barker doing up the
+lunch in a hamper and a great basket  Now Mr Laurence is looking up
+at the sky and the weathercock  I wish he would go too  Theres
+Laurie looking like a sailor nice boy  Oh mercy me  Heres a
+carriage full of people a tall lady a little girl and two dreadful
+boys  One is lame poor thing hes got a crutch Laurie didnt tell
+us that  Be quick girls  Its getting late Why there is Ned
+Moffat I do declare  Meg isnt that the man who bowed to you one day
+when we were shopping
+
+So it is  How queer that he should come  I thought he was at the
+mountains  There is Sallie  Im glad she got back in time Am I all
+right Jo cried Meg in a flutter
+
+A regular daisy  Hold up your dress and put your hat on straight it
+looks sentimental tipped that way and will fly off at the first puff
+Now then come on
+
+Oh Jo you are not going to wear that awful hat  Its too absurd
+You shall not make a guy of yourself remonstrated Meg as Jo tied
+down with a red ribbon the broad brimmed old fashioned leghorn Laurie
+had sent for a joke
+
+I just will though for its capital so shady light and big It
+will make fun and I dont mind being a guy if Im comfortable With
+that Jo marched straight away and the rest followed a bright little
+band of sisters all looking their best in summer suits with happy
+faces under the jaunty hatbrims
+
+Laurie ran to meet and present them to his friends in the most cordial
+manner  The lawn was the reception room and for several minutes a
+lively scene was enacted there  Meg was grateful to see that Miss
+Kate though twenty was dressed with a simplicity which American girls
+would do well to imitate and who was much flattered by Mr Neds
+assurances that he came especially to see her  Jo understood why
+Laurie primmed up his mouth when speaking of Kate for that young
+lady had a standoff dont touch me air which contrasted strongly with
+the free and easy demeanor of the other girls  Beth took an
+observation of the new boys and decided that the lame one was not
+dreadful but gentle and feeble and she would be kind to him on that
+account  Amy found Grace a well mannered merry little person and
+after staring dumbly at one another for a few minutes they suddenly
+became very good friends
+
+Tents lunch and croquet utensils having been sent on beforehand the
+party was soon embarked and the two boats pushed off together leaving
+Mr Laurence waving his hat on the shore  Laurie and Jo rowed one
+boat Mr Brooke and Ned the other while Fred Vaughn the riotous
+twin did his best to upset both by paddling about in a wherry like a
+disturbed water bug  Jos funny hat deserved a vote of thanks for it
+was of general utility  It broke the ice in the beginning by producing
+a laugh it created quite a refreshing breeze flapping to and fro as
+she rowed and would make an excellent umbrella for the whole party if
+a shower came up she said  Miss Kate decided that she was odd but
+rather clever and smiled upon her from afar
+
+Meg in the other boat was delightfully situated face to face with
+the rowers who both admired the prospect and feathered their oars with
+uncommon skill and dexterity  Mr Brooke was a grave silent young
+man with handsome brown eyes and a pleasant voice  Meg liked his
+quiet manners and considered him a walking encyclopedia of useful
+knowledge  He never talked to her much but he looked at her a good
+deal and she felt sure that he did not regard her with aversion  Ned
+being in college of course put on all the airs which freshmen think it
+their bounden duty to assume  He was not very wise but very
+good natured and altogether an excellent person to carry on a picnic
+Sallie Gardiner was absorbed in keeping her white pique dress clean and
+chattering with the ubiquitous Fred who kept Beth in constant terror
+by his pranks
+
+It was not far to Longmeadow but the tent was pitched and the wickets
+down by the time they arrived  A pleasant green field with three
+wide spreading oaks in the middle and a smooth strip of turf for
+croquet
+
+Welcome to Camp Laurence said the young host as they landed with
+exclamations of delight
+
+Brooke is commander in chief I am commissary general the other
+fellows are staff officers and you ladies are company The tent is
+for your especial benefit and that oak is your drawing room this is
+the messroom and the third is the camp kitchen  Now lets have a game
+before it gets hot and then well see about dinner
+
+Frank Beth Amy and Grace sat down to watch the game played by the
+other eight  Mr Brooke chose Meg Kate and Fred Laurie took Sallie
+Jo and Ned  The English played well but the Americans played better
+and contested every inch of the ground as strongly as if the spirit of
+76 inspired them  Jo and Fred had several skirmishes and once
+narrowly escaped high words Jo was through the last wicket and had
+missed the stroke which failure ruffled her a good deal  Fred was
+close behind her and his turn came before hers  He gave a stroke his
+ball hit the wicket and stopped an inch on the wrong side  No one was
+very near and running up to examine he gave it a sly nudge with his
+toe which put it just an inch on the right side
+
+Im through  Now Miss Jo Ill settle you and get in first cried
+the young gentleman swinging his mallet for another blow
+
+You pushed it  I saw you  Its my turn now said Jo sharply
+
+Upon my word I didnt move it  It rolled a bit perhaps but that is
+allowed  So stand off please and let me have a go at the stake
+
+We dont cheat in America but you can if you choose said Jo
+angrily
+
+Yankees are a deal the most tricky everybody knows  There you go
+returned Fred croqueting her ball far away
+
+Jo opened her lips to say something rude but checked herself in time
+colored up to her forehead and stood a minute hammering down a wicket
+with all her might while Fred hit the stake and declared himself out
+with much exultation  She went off to get her ball and was a long
+time finding it among the bushes but she came back looking cool and
+quiet and waited her turn patiently  It took several strokes to
+regain the place she had lost and when she got there the other side
+had nearly won for Kates ball was the last but one and lay near the
+stake
+
+By George its all up with us  Goodbye Kate  Miss Jo owes me one
+so you are finished cried Fred excitedly as they all drew near to
+see the finish
+
+Yankees have a trick of being generous to their enemies said Jo
+with a look that made the lad redden especially when they beat them
+she added as leaving Kates ball untouched she won the game by a
+clever stroke
+
+Laurie threw up his hat then remembered that it wouldnt do to exult
+over the defeat of his guests and stopped in the middle of the cheer
+to whisper to his friend Good for you Jo  He did cheat I saw him
+We cant tell him so but he wont do it again take my word for it
+
+Meg drew her aside under pretense of pinning up a loose braid and
+said approvingly It was dreadfully provoking but you kept your
+temper and Im so glad Jo
+
+Dont praise me Meg for I could box his ears this minute I should
+certainly have boiled over if I hadnt stayed among the nettles till I
+got my rage under control enough to hold my tongue Its simmering now
+so I hope hell keep out of my way returned Jo biting her lips as
+she glowered at Fred from under her big hat
+
+Time for lunch said Mr Brooke looking at his watch Commissary
+general will you make the fire and get water while Miss March Miss
+Sallie and I spread the table  Who can make good coffee
+
+Jo can said Meg glad to recommend her sister  So Jo feeling that
+her late lessons in cookery were to do her honor went to preside over
+the coffeepot while the children collected dry sticks and the boys
+made a fire and got water from a spring near by  Miss Kate sketched
+and Frank talked to Beth who was making little mats of braided rushes
+to serve as plates
+
+The commander in chief and his aides soon spread the tablecloth with an
+inviting array of eatables and drinkables prettily decorated with
+green leaves  Jo announced that the coffee was ready and everyone
+settled themselves to a hearty meal for youth is seldom dyspeptic and
+exercise develops wholesome appetites A very merry lunch it was for
+everything seemed fresh and funny and frequent peals of laughter
+startled a venerable horse who fed near by  There was a pleasing
+inequality in the table which produced many mishaps to cups and
+plates acorns dropped in the milk little black ants partook of the
+refreshments without being invited and fuzzy caterpillars swung down
+from the tree to see what was going on  Three white headed children
+peeped over the fence and an objectionable dog barked at them from the
+other side of the river with all his might and main
+
+Theres salt here said Laurie as he handed Jo a saucer of berries
+
+Thank you I prefer spiders she replied fishing up two unwary
+little ones who had gone to a creamy death  How dare you remind me of
+that horrid dinner party when yours is so nice in every way added
+Jo as they both laughed and ate out of one plate the china having run
+short
+
+I had an uncommonly good time that day and havent got over it yet
+This is no credit to me you know I dont do anything  Its you and
+Meg and Brooke who make it all go and Im no end obliged to you  What
+shall we do when we cant eat anymore asked Laurie feeling that his
+trump card had been played when lunch was over
+
+Have games till its cooler  I brought Authors and I dare say Miss
+Kate knows something new and nice  Go and ask her  Shes company and
+you ought to stay with her more
+
+Arent you company too  I thought shed suit Brooke but he keeps
+talking to Meg and Kate just stares at them through that ridiculous
+glass of hers  Im going so you neednt try to preach propriety for
+you cant do it Jo
+
+Miss Kate did know several new games and as the girls would not and
+the boys could not eat any more they all adjourned to the drawing
+room to play Rig marole
+
+One person begins a story any nonsense you like and tells as long as
+he pleases only taking care to stop short at some exciting point when
+the next takes it up and does the same  Its very funny when well
+done and makes a perfect jumble of tragical comical stuff to laugh
+over  Please start it Mr Brooke said Kate with a commanding air
+which surprised Meg who treated the tutor with as much respect as any
+other gentleman
+
+Lying on the grass at the feet of the two young ladies Mr Brooke
+obediently began the story with the handsome brown eyes steadily fixed
+upon the sunshiny river
+
+Once on a time a knight went out into the world to seek his fortune
+for he had nothing but his sword and his shield He traveled a long
+while nearly eight and twenty years and had a hard time of it till
+he came to the palace of a good old king who had offered a reward to
+anyone who could tame and train a fine but unbroken colt of which he
+was very fond  The knight agreed to try and got on slowly but surely
+for the colt was a gallant fellow and soon learned to love his new
+master though he was freakish and wild  Every day when he gave his
+lessons to this pet of the kings the knight rode him through the
+city and as he rode he looked everywhere for a certain beautiful
+face which he had seen many times in his dreams but never found  One
+day as he went prancing down a quiet street he saw at the window of a
+ruinous castle the lovely face  He was delighted inquired who lived
+in this old castle and was told that several captive princesses were
+kept there by a spell and spun all day to lay up money to buy their
+liberty  The knight wished intensely that he could free them but he
+was poor and could only go by each day watching for the sweet face and
+longing to see it out in the sunshine  At last he resolved to get into
+the castle and ask how he could help them  He went and knocked  The
+great door flew open and he beheld
+
+A ravishingly lovely lady who exclaimed with a cry of rapture At
+last  At last continued Kate who had read French novels and
+admired the style  Tis she cried Count Gustave and fell at her
+feet in an ecstasy of joy  Oh rise she said extending a hand of
+marble fairness  Never Till you tell me how I may rescue you swore
+the knight still kneeling Alas my cruel fate condemns me to remain
+here till my tyrant is destroyed Where is the villain In the
+mauve salon  Go brave heart and save me from despair I obey and
+return victorious or dead With these thrilling words he rushed away
+and flinging open the door of the mauve salon was about to enter when
+he received
+
+A stunning blow from the big Greek lexicon which an old fellow in a
+black gown fired at him said Ned  Instantly Sir Whats his name
+recovered himself pitched the tyrant out of the window and turned to
+join the lady victorious but with a bump on his brow found the door
+locked tore up the curtains made a rope ladder got halfway down when
+the ladder broke and he went headfirst into the moat sixty feet
+below  Could swim like a duck paddled round the castle till he came
+to a little door guarded by two stout fellows knocked their heads
+together till they cracked like a couple of nuts then by a trifling
+exertion of his prodigious strength he smashed in the door went up a
+pair of stone steps covered with dust a foot thick toads as big as
+your fist and spiders that would frighten you into hysterics Miss
+March  At the top of these steps he came plump upon a sight that took
+his breath away and chilled his blood
+
+A tall figure all in white with a veil over its face and a lamp in
+its wasted hand went on Meg  It beckoned gliding noiselessly
+before him down a corridor as dark and cold as any tomb  Shadowy
+effigies in armor stood on either side a dead silence reigned the
+lamp burned blue and the ghostly figure ever and anon turned its face
+toward him showing the glitter of awful eyes through its white veil
+They reached a curtained door behind which sounded lovely music  He
+sprang forward to enter but the specter plucked him back and waved
+threateningly before him a
+
+Snuffbox said Jo in a sepulchral tone which convulsed the
+audience  Thankee said the knight politely as he took a pinch and
+sneezed seven times so violently that his head fell off  Ha Ha
+laughed the ghost and having peeped through the keyhole at the
+princesses spinning away for dear life the evil spirit picked up her
+victim and put him in a large tin box where there were eleven other
+knights packed together without their heads like sardines who all
+rose and began to
+
+Dance a hornpipe cut in Fred as Jo paused for breath and as they
+danced the rubbishy old castle turned to a man of war in full sail
+Up with the jib reef the topsl halliards helm hard alee and man
+the guns roared the captain as a Portuguese pirate hove in sight
+with a flag black as ink flying from her foremast Go in and win my
+hearties says the captain and a tremendous fight began  Of course
+the British beat they always do
+
+No they dont cried Jo aside
+
+Having taken the pirate captain prisoner sailed slap over the
+schooner whose decks were piled high with dead and whose lee scuppers
+ran blood for the order had been Cutlasses and die hard Bosuns
+mate take a bight of the flying jib sheet and start this villain if
+he doesnt confess his sins double quick said the British captain
+The Portuguese held his tongue like a brick and walked the plank
+while the jolly tars cheered like mad  But the sly dog dived came up
+under the man of war scuttled her and down she went with all sail
+set To the bottom of the sea sea sea where
+
+Oh gracious  What shall I say cried Sallie as Fred ended his
+rigmarole in which he had jumbled together pell mell nautical phrases
+and facts out of one of his favorite books Well they went to the
+bottom and a nice mermaid welcomed them but was much grieved on
+finding the box of headless knights and kindly pickled them in brine
+hoping to discover the mystery about them for being a woman she was
+curious  By and by a diver came down and the mermaid said Ill give
+you a box of pearls if you can take it up for she wanted to restore
+the poor things to life and couldnt raise the heavy load herself  So
+the diver hoisted it up and was much disappointed on opening it to
+find no pearls  He left it in a great lonely field where it was found
+by a
+
+Little goose girl who kept a hundred fat geese in the field said
+Amy when Sallies invention gave out  The little girl was sorry for
+them and asked an old woman what she should do to help them  Your
+geese will tell you they know everything said the old woman  So she
+asked what she should use for new heads since the old ones were lost
+and all the geese opened their hundred mouths and screamed
+
+Cabbages continued Laurie promptly  Just the thing said the
+girl and ran to get twelve fine ones from her garden She put them on
+the knights revived at once thanked her and went on their way
+rejoicing never knowing the difference for there were so many other
+heads like them in the world that no one thought anything of it  The
+knight in whom Im interested went back to find the pretty face and
+learned that the princesses had spun themselves free and all gone and
+married but one  He was in a great state of mind at that and
+mounting the colt who stood by him through thick and thin rushed to
+the castle to see which was left  Peeping over the hedge he saw the
+queen of his affections picking flowers in her garden  Will you give
+me a rose said he  You must come and get it  I cant come to you
+it isnt proper said she as sweet as honey  He tried to climb over
+the hedge but it seemed to grow higher and higher  Then he tried to
+push through but it grew thicker and thicker and he was in despair
+So he patiently broke twig after twig till he had made a little hole
+through which he peeped saying imploringly Let me in  Let me in
+But the pretty princess did not seem to understand for she picked her
+roses quietly and left him to fight his way in  Whether he did or
+not Frank will tell you
+
+I cant  Im not playing I never do said Frank dismayed at the
+sentimental predicament out of which he was to rescue the absurd
+couple  Beth had disappeared behind Jo and Grace was asleep
+
+So the poor knight is to be left sticking in the hedge is he asked
+Mr Brooke still watching the river and playing with the wild rose in
+his buttonhole
+
+I guess the princess gave him a posy and opened the gate after a
+while said Laurie smiling to himself as he threw acorns at his
+tutor
+
+What a piece of nonsense we have made  With practice we might do
+something quite clever  Do you know Truth
+
+I hope so said Meg soberly
+
+The game I mean
+
+What is it said Fred
+
+Why you pile up your hands choose a number and draw out in turn
+and the person who draws at the number has to answer truly any question
+put by the rest  Its great fun
+
+Lets try it said Jo who liked new experiments
+
+Miss Kate and Mr Brooke Meg and Ned declined but Fred Sallie Jo
+and Laurie piled and drew and the lot fell to Laurie
+
+Who are your heroes asked Jo
+
+Grandfather and Napoleon
+
+Which lady here do you think prettiest said Sallie
+
+Margaret
+
+Which do you like best from Fred
+
+Jo of course
+
+What silly questions you ask  And Jo gave a disdainful shrug as the
+rest laughed at Lauries matter of fact tone
+
+Try again  Truth isnt a bad game said Fred
+
+Its a very good one for you retorted Jo in a low voice Her turn
+came next
+
+What is your greatest fault asked Fred by way of testing in her the
+virtue he lacked himself
+
+A quick temper
+
+What do you most wish for said Laurie
+
+A pair of boot lacings returned Jo guessing and defeating his
+purpose
+
+Not a true answer  You must say what you really do want most
+
+Genius  Dont you wish you could give it to me Laurie And she
+slyly smiled in his disappointed face
+
+What virtues do you most admire in a man asked Sallie
+
+Courage and honesty
+
+Now my turn said Fred as his hand came last
+
+Lets give it to him whispered Laurie to Jo who nodded and asked at
+once
+
+Didnt you cheat at croquet
+
+Well yes a little bit
+
+Good  Didnt you take your story out of The Sea Lion said Laurie
+
+Rather
+
+Dont you think the English nation perfect in every respect asked
+Sallie
+
+I should be ashamed of myself if I didnt
+
+Hes a true John Bull  Now Miss Sallie you shall have a chance
+without waiting to draw  Ill harrrow up your feelings first by asking
+if you dont think you are something of a flirt said Laurie as Jo
+nodded to Fred as a sign that peace was declared
+
+You impertinent boy  Of course Im not exclaimed Sallie with an
+air that proved the contrary
+
+What do you hate most asked Fred
+
+Spiders and rice pudding
+
+What do you like best asked Jo
+
+Dancing and French gloves
+
+Well I think Truth is a very silly play  Lets have a sensible game
+of Authors to refresh our minds proposed Jo
+
+Ned Frank and the little girls joined in this and while it went on
+the three elders sat apart talking  Miss Kate took out her sketch
+again and Margaret watched her while Mr Brooke lay on the grass with
+a book which he did not read
+
+How beautifully you do it  I wish I could draw said Meg with
+mingled admiration and regret in her voice
+
+Why dont you learn  I should think you had taste and talent for it
+replied Miss Kate graciously
+
+I havent time
+
+Your mamma prefers other accomplishments I fancy  So did mine but I
+proved to her that I had talent by taking a few lessons privately and
+then she was quite willing I should go on  Cant you do the same with
+your governess
+
+I have none
+
+I forgot young ladies in America go to school more than with us  Very
+fine schools they are too Papa says  You go to a private one I
+suppose
+
+I dont go at all  I am a governess myself
+
+Oh indeed said Miss Kate but she might as well have said Dear
+me how dreadful for her tone implied it and something in her face
+made Meg color and wish she had not been so frank
+
+Mr Brooke looked up and said quickly Young ladies in America love
+independence as much as their ancestors did and are admired and
+respected for supporting themselves
+
+Oh yes of course its very nice and proper in them to do so  We
+have many most respectable and worthy young women who do the same and
+are employed by the nobility because being the daughters of
+gentlemen they are both well bred and accomplished you know said
+Miss Kate in a patronizing tone that hurt Megs pride and made her
+work seem not only more distasteful but degrading
+
+Did the German song suit Miss March inquired Mr Brooke breaking
+an awkward pause
+
+Oh yes  It was very sweet and Im much obliged to whoever
+translated it for me And Megs downcast face brightened as she spoke
+
+Dont you read German asked Miss Kate with a look of surprise
+
+Not very well  My father who taught me is away and I dont get on
+very fast alone for Ive no one to correct my pronunciation
+
+Try a little now  Here is Schillers Mary Stuart and a tutor who
+loves to teach  And Mr Brooke laid his book on her lap with an
+inviting smile
+
+Its so hard Im afraid to try said Meg grateful but bashful in
+the presence of the accomplished young lady beside her
+
+Ill read a bit to encourage you And Miss Kate read one of the most
+beautiful passages in a perfectly correct but perfectly expressionless
+manner
+
+Mr Brooke made no comment as she returned the book to Meg who said
+innocently I thought it was poetry
+
+Some of it is  Try this passage
+
+There was a queer smile about Mr Brookes mouth as he opened at poor
+Marys lament
+
+Meg obediently following the long grass blade which her new tutor used
+to point with read slowly and timidly unconsciously making poetry of
+the hard words by the soft intonation of her musical voice  Down the
+page went the green guide and presently forgetting her listener in
+the beauty of the sad scene Meg read as if alone giving a little
+touch of tragedy to the words of the unhappy queen  If she had seen
+the brown eyes then she would have stopped short but she never looked
+up and the lesson was not spoiled for her
+
+Very well indeed said Mr Brooke as she paused quite ignoring her
+many mistakes and looking as if he did indeed love to teach
+
+Miss Kate put up her glass and having taken a survey of the little
+tableau before her shut her sketch book saying with condescension
+Youve a nice accent and in time will be a clever reader  I advise
+you to learn for German is a valuable accomplishment to teachers  I
+must look after Grace she is romping And Miss Kate strolled away
+adding to herself with a shrug I didnt come to chaperone a
+governess though she is young and pretty  What odd people these
+Yankees are  Im afraid Laurie will be quite spoiled among them
+
+I forgot that English people rather turn up their noses at governesses
+and dont treat them as we do said Meg looking after the retreating
+figure with an annoyed expression
+
+Tutors also have rather a hard time of it there as I know to my
+sorrow  Theres no place like America for us workers Miss Margaret
+And Mr Brooke looked so contented and cheerful that Meg was ashamed to
+lament her hard lot
+
+Im glad I live in it then  I dont like my work but I get a good
+deal of satisfaction out of it after all so I wont complain I only
+wished I liked teaching as you do
+
+I think you would if you had Laurie for a pupil  I shall be very
+sorry to lose him next year said Mr Brooke busily punching holes in
+the turf
+
+Going to college I suppose Megs lips asked the question but her
+eyes added And what becomes of you
+
+Yes its high time he went for he is ready and as soon as he is
+off I shall turn soldier  I am needed
+
+I am glad of that exclaimed Meg  I should think every young man
+would want to go though it is hard for the mothers and sisters who
+stay at home she added sorrowfully
+
+I have neither and very few friends to care whether I live or die
+said Mr Brooke rather bitterly as he absently put the dead rose in the
+hole he had made and covered it up like a little grave
+
+Laurie and his grandfather would care a great deal and we should all
+be very sorry to have any harm happen to you said Meg heartily
+
+Thank you that sounds pleasant began Mr Brooke looking cheerful
+again but before he could finish his speech Ned mounted on the old
+horse came lumbering up to display his equestrian skill before the
+young ladies and there was no more quiet that day
+
+Dont you love to ride asked Grace of Amy as they stood resting
+after a race round the field with the others led by Ned
+
+I dote upon it  My sister Meg used to ride when Papa was rich but
+we dont keep any horses now except Ellen Tree added Amy laughing
+
+Tell me about Ellen Tree  Is it a donkey asked Grace curiously
+
+Why you see Jo is crazy about horses and so am I but weve only got
+an old sidesaddle and no horse  Out in our garden is an apple tree
+that has a nice low branch so Jo put the saddle on it fixed some
+reins on the part that turns up and we bounce away on Ellen Tree
+whenever we like
+
+How funny laughed Grace  I have a pony at home and ride nearly
+every day in the park with Fred and Kate  Its very nice for my
+friends go too and the Row is full of ladies and gentlemen
+
+Dear how charming  I hope I shall go abroad some day but Id rather
+go to Rome than the Row said Amy who had not the remotest idea what
+the Row was and wouldnt have asked for the world
+
+Frank sitting just behind the little girls heard what they were
+saying and pushed his crutch away from him with an impatient gesture
+as he watched the active lads going through all sorts of comical
+gymnastics  Beth who was collecting the scattered Author cards
+looked up and said in her shy yet friendly way Im afraid you are
+tired  Can I do anything for you
+
+Talk to me please  Its dull sitting by myself answered Frank
+who had evidently been used to being made much of at home
+
+If he asked her to deliver a Latin oration it would not have seemed a
+more impossible task to bashful Beth but there was no place to run to
+no Jo to hide behind now and the poor boy looked so wistfully at her
+that she bravely resolved to try
+
+What do you like to talk about she asked fumbling over the cards
+and dropping half as she tried to tie them up
+
+Well I like to hear about cricket and boating and hunting said
+Frank who had not yet learned to suit his amusements to his strength
+
+My heart  What shall I do  I dont know anything about them thought
+Beth and forgetting the boys misfortune in her flurry she said
+hoping to make him talk I never saw any hunting but I suppose you
+know all about it
+
+I did once but I can never hunt again for I got hurt leaping a
+confounded five barred gate so there are no more horses and hounds for
+me said Frank with a sigh that made Beth hate herself for her
+innocent blunder
+
+Your deer are much prettier than our ugly buffaloes she said
+turning to the prairies for help and feeling glad that she had read one
+of the boys books in which Jo delighted
+
+Buffaloes proved soothing and satisfactory and in her eagerness to
+amuse another Beth forgot herself and was quite unconscious of her
+sisters surprise and delight at the unusual spectacle of Beth talking
+away to one of the dreadful boys against whom she had begged
+protection
+
+Bless her heart  She pities him so she is good to him said Jo
+beaming at her from the croquet ground
+
+I always said she was a little saint added Meg as if there could be
+no further doubt of it
+
+I havent heard Frank laugh so much for ever so long said Grace to
+Amy as they sat discussing dolls and making tea sets out of the acorn
+cups
+
+My sister Beth is a very fastidious girl when she likes to be said
+Amy well pleased at Beths success  She meant facinating but as
+Grace didnt know the exact meaning of either word fastidious sounded
+well and made a good impression
+
+An impromptu circus fox and geese and an amicable game of croquet
+finished the afternoon  At sunset the tent was struck hampers packed
+wickets pulled up boats loaded and the whole party floated down the
+river singing at the tops of their voices Ned getting sentimental
+warbled a serenade with the pensive refrain
+
+    Alone alone ah Woe alone
+
+and at the lines
+
+    We each are young we each have a heart
+    Oh why should we stand thus coldly apart
+
+he looked at Meg with such a lackadiasical expression that she laughed
+outright and spoiled his song
+
+How can you be so cruel to me he whispered under cover of a lively
+chorus  Youve kept close to that starched up Englishwoman all day
+and now you snub me
+
+I didnt mean to but you looked so funny I really couldnt help it
+replied Meg passing over the first part of his reproach for it was
+quite true that she had shunned him remembering the Moffat party and
+the talk after it
+
+Ned was offended and turned to Sallie for consolation saying to her
+rather pettishly There isnt a bit of flirt in that girl is there
+
+Not a particle but shes a dear returned Sallie defending her
+friend even while confessing her shortcomings
+
+Shes not a stricken deer anyway said Ned trying to be witty and
+succeeding as well as very young gentlemen usually do
+
+On the lawn where it had gathered the little party separated with
+cordial good nights and good byes for the Vaughns were going to Canada
+As the four sisters went home through the garden Miss Kate looked
+after them saying without the patronizing tone in her voice In
+spite of their demonstrative manners American girls are very nice when
+one knows them
+
+I quite agree with you said Mr Brooke
+
+
+
+CHAPTER THIRTEEN
+
+CASTLES IN THE AIR
+
+Laurie lay luxuriously swinging to and fro in his hammock one warm
+September afternoon wondering what his neighbors were about but too
+lazy to go and find out  He was in one of his moods for the day had
+been both unprofitable and unsatisfactory and he was wishing he could
+live it over again  The hot weather made him indolent and he had
+shirked his studies tried Mr Brookes patience to the utmost
+displeased his grandfather by practicing half the afternoon frightened
+the maidservants half out of their wits by mischievously hinting that
+one of his dogs was going mad and after high words with the stableman
+about some fancied neglect of his horse he had flung himself into his
+hammock to fume over the stupidity of the world in general till the
+peace of the lovely day quieted him in spite of himself Staring up
+into the green gloom of the horse chestnut trees above him he dreamed
+dreams of all sorts and was just imagining himself tossing on the
+ocean in a voyage round the world when the sound of voices brought him
+ashore in a flash Peeping through the meshes of the hammock he saw
+the Marches coming out as if bound on some expedition
+
+What in the world are those girls about now thought Laurie opening
+his sleepy eyes to take a good look for there was something rather
+peculiar in the appearance of his neighbors  Each wore a large
+flapping hat a brown linen pouch slung over one shoulder and carried
+a long staff  Meg had a cushion Jo a book Beth a basket and Amy a
+portfolio  All walked quietly through the garden out at the little
+back gate and began to climb the hill that lay between the house and
+river
+
+Well thats cool said Laurie to himself to have a picnic and
+never ask me  They cant be going in the boat for they havent got
+the key  Perhaps they forgot it  Ill take it to them and see whats
+going on
+
+Though possessed of half a dozen hats it took him some time to find
+one then there was a hunt for the key which was at last discovered in
+his pocket so that the girls were quite out of sight when he leaped
+the fence and ran after them  Taking the shortest way to the
+boathouse he waited for them to appear but no one came and he went
+up the hill to take an observation  A grove of pines covered one part
+of it and from the heart of this green spot came a clearer sound than
+the soft sigh of the pines or the drowsy chirp of the crickets
+
+Heres a landscape thought Laurie peeping through the bushes and
+looking wide awake and good natured already
+
+It was a rather pretty little picture for the sisters sat together in
+the shady nook with sun and shadow flickering over them the aromatic
+wind lifting their hair and cooling their hot cheeks and all the
+little wood people going on with their affairs as if these were no
+strangers but old friends  Meg sat upon her cushion sewing daintily
+with her white hands and looking as fresh and sweet as a rose in her
+pink dress among the green  Beth was sorting the cones that lay thick
+under the hemlock near by for she made pretty things with them  Amy
+was sketching a group of ferns and Jo was knitting as she read aloud
+A shadow passed over the boys face as he watched them feeling that he
+ought to go away because uninvited yet lingering because home seemed
+very lonely and this quiet party in the woods most attractive to his
+restless spirit  He stood so still that a squirrel busy with its
+harvesting ran down a pine close beside him saw him suddenly and
+skipped back scolding so shrilly that Beth looked up espied the
+wistful face behind the birches and beckoned with a reassuring smile
+
+May I come in please  Or shall I be a bother he asked advancing
+slowly
+
+Meg lifted her eyebrows but Jo scowled at her defiantly and said at
+once Of course you may  We should have asked you before only we
+thought you wouldnt care for such a girls game as this
+
+I always like your games but if Meg doesnt want me Ill go away
+
+Ive no objection if you do something  Its against the rules to be
+idle here replied Meg gravely but graciously
+
+Much obliged  Ill do anything if youll let me stop a bit for its
+as dull as the Desert of Sahara down there  Shall I sew read cone
+draw or do all at once Bring on your bears Im ready  And Laurie
+sat down with a submissive expression delightful to behold
+
+Finish this story while I set my heel said Jo handing him the book
+
+Yesm was the meek answer as he began doing his best to prove his
+gratitude for the favor of admission into the Busy Bee Society
+
+The story was not a long one and when it was finished he ventured to
+ask a few questions as a reward of merit
+
+Please maam could I inquire if this highly instructive and charming
+institution is a new one
+
+Would you tell him asked Meg of her sisters
+
+Hell laugh said Amy warningly
+
+Who cares said Jo
+
+I guess hell like it added Beth
+
+Of course I shall  I give you my word I wont laugh  Tell away Jo
+and dont be afraid
+
+The idea of being afraid of you  Well you see we used to play
+Pilgrims Progress and we have been going on with it in earnest all
+winter and summer
+
+Yes I know said Laurie nodding wisely
+
+Who told you demanded Jo
+
+Spirits
+
+No I did  I wanted to amuse him one night when you were all away
+and he was rather dismal  He did like it so dont scold Jo said
+Beth meekly
+
+You cant keep a secret  Never mind it saves trouble now
+
+Go on please said Laurie as Jo became absorbed in her work
+looking a trifle displeased
+
+Oh didnt she tell you about this new plan of ours  Well we have
+tried not to waste our holiday but each has had a task and worked at
+it with a will  The vacation is nearly over the stints are all done
+and we are ever so glad that we didnt dawdle
+
+Yes I should think so and Laurie thought regretfully of his own
+idle days
+
+Mother likes to have us out of doors as much as possible so we bring
+our work here and have nice times  For the fun of it we bring our
+things in these bags wear the old hats use poles to climb the hill
+and play pilgrims as we used to do years ago  We call this hill the
+Delectable Mountain for we can look far away and see the country where
+we hope to live some time
+
+Jo pointed and Laurie sat up to examine for through an opening in the
+wood one could look cross the wide blue river the meadows on the
+other side far over the outskirts of the great city to the green
+hills that rose to meet the sky  The sun was low and the heavens
+glowed with the splendor of an autumn sunset  Gold and purple clouds
+lay on the hilltops and rising high into the ruddy light were silvery
+white peaks that shone like the airy spires of some Celestial City
+
+How beautiful that is said Laurie softly for he was quick to see
+and feel beauty of any kind
+
+Its often so and we like to watch it for it is never the same but
+always splendid replied Amy wishing she could paint it
+
+Jo talks about the country where we hope to live sometime the real
+country she means with pigs and chickens and haymaking It would be
+nice but I wish the beautiful country up there was real and we could
+ever go to it said Beth musingly
+
+There is a lovelier country even than that where we shall go
+by and by when we are good enough answered Meg with her sweetest
+voice
+
+It seems so long to wait so hard to do  I want to fly away at once
+as those swallows fly and go in at that splendid gate
+
+Youll get there Beth sooner or later no fear of that said Jo
+Im the one that will have to fight and work and climb and wait and
+maybe never get in after all
+
+Youll have me for company if thats any comfort  I shall have to do
+a deal of traveling before I come in sight of your Celestial City  If
+I arrive late youll say a good word for me wont you Beth
+
+Something in the boys face troubled his little friend but she said
+cheerfully with her quiet eyes on the changing clouds If people
+really want to go and really try all their lives I think they will
+get in for I dont believe there are any locks on that door or any
+guards at the gate  I always imagine it is as it is in the picture
+where the shining ones stretch out their hands to welcome poor
+Christian as he comes up from the river
+
+Wouldnt it be fun if all the castles in the air which we make could
+come true and we could live in them said Jo after a little pause
+
+Ive made such quantities it would be hard to choose which Id have
+said Laurie lying flat and throwing cones at the squirrel who had
+betrayed him
+
+Youd have to take your favorite one  What is it asked Meg
+
+If I tell mine will you tell yours
+
+Yes if the girls will too
+
+We will  Now Laurie
+
+After Id seen as much of the world as I want to Id like to settle
+in Germany and have just as much music as I choose  Im to be a famous
+musician myself and all creation is to rush to hear me  And Im never
+to be bothered about money or business but just enjoy myself and live
+for what I like  Thats my favorite castle Whats yours Meg
+
+Margaret seemed to find it a little hard to tell hers and waved a
+brake before her face as if to disperse imaginary gnats while she
+said slowly I should like a lovely house full of all sorts of
+luxurious things nice food pretty clothes handsome furniture
+pleasant people and heaps of money  I am to be mistress of it and
+manage it as I like with plenty of servants so I never need work a
+bit  How I should enjoy it  For I wouldnt be idle but do good and
+make everyone love me dearly
+
+Wouldnt you have a master for your castle in the air asked Laurie
+slyly
+
+I said pleasant people you know and Meg carefully tied up her
+shoe as she spoke so that no one saw her face
+
+Why dont you say youd have a splendid wise good husband and some
+angelic little children  You know your castle wouldnt be perfect
+without said blunt Jo who had no tender fancies yet and rather
+scorned romance except in books
+
+Youd have nothing but horses inkstands and novels in yours
+answered Meg petulantly
+
+Wouldnt I though  Id have a stable full of Arabian steeds rooms
+piled high with books and Id write out of a magic inkstand so that
+my works should be as famous as Lauries music  I want to do something
+splendid before I go into my castle something heroic or wonderful that
+wont be forgotten after Im dead  I dont know what but Im on the
+watch for it and mean to astonish you all some day  I think I shall
+write books and get rich and famous that would suit me so that is my
+favorite dream
+
+Mine is to stay at home safe with Father and Mother and help take
+care of the family said Beth contentedly
+
+Dont you wish for anything else asked Laurie
+
+Since I had my little piano I am perfectly satisfied  I only wish we
+may all keep well and be together nothing else
+
+I have ever so many wishes but the pet one is to be an artist and go
+to Rome and do fine pictures and be the best artist in the whole
+world was Amys modest desire
+
+Were an ambitious set arent we  Every one of us but Beth wants
+to be rich and famous and gorgeous in every respect I do wonder if
+any of us will ever get our wishes said Laurie chewing grass like a
+meditative calf
+
+Ive got the key to my castle in the air but whether I can unlock the
+door remains to be seen observed Jo mysteriously
+
+Ive got the key to mine but Im not allowed to try it Hang
+college muttered Laurie with an impatient sigh
+
+Heres mine and Amy waved her pencil
+
+I havent got any said Meg forlornly
+
+Yes you have said Laurie at once
+
+Where
+
+In your face
+
+Nonsense thats of no use
+
+Wait and see if it doesnt bring you something worth having replied
+the boy laughing at the thought of a charming little secret which he
+fancied he knew
+
+Meg colored behind the brake but asked no questions and looked across
+the river with the same expectant expression which Mr Brooke had worn
+when he told the story of the knight
+
+If we are all alive ten years hence lets meet and see how many of
+us have got our wishes or how much nearer we are then than now said
+Jo always ready with a plan
+
+Bless me  How old I shall be twenty seven exclaimed Meg who felt
+grown up already having just reached seventeen
+
+You and I will be twenty six Teddy Beth twenty four and Amy
+twenty two  What a venerable party said Jo
+
+I hope I shall have done something to be proud of by that time but
+Im such a lazy dog Im afraid I shall dawdle Jo
+
+You need a motive Mother says and when you get it she is sure
+youll work splendidly
+
+Is she  By Jupiter I will if I only get the chance cried Laurie
+sitting up with sudden energy  I ought to be satisfied to please
+Grandfather and I do try but its working against the grain you see
+and comes hard  He wants me to be an India merchant as he was and
+Id rather be shot  I hate tea and silk and spices and every sort of
+rubbish his old ships bring and I dont care how soon they go to the
+bottom when I own them  Going to college ought to satisfy him for if
+I give him four years he ought to let me off from the business  But
+hes set and Ive got to do just as he did unless I break away and
+please myself as my father did  If there was anyone left to stay with
+the old gentleman Id do it tomorrow
+
+Laurie spoke excitedly and looked ready to carry his threat into
+execution on the slightest provocation for he was growing up very fast
+and in spite of his indolent ways had a young mans hatred of
+subjection a young mans restless longing to try the world for himself
+
+I advise you to sail away in one of your ships and never come home
+again till you have tried your own way said Jo whose imagination was
+fired by the thought of such a daring exploit and whose sympathy was
+excited by what she called Teddys Wrongs
+
+Thats not right Jo  You mustnt talk in that way and Laurie
+mustnt take your bad advice  You should do just what your grandfather
+wishes my dear boy said Meg in her most maternal tone Do your best
+at college and when he sees that you try to please him Im sure he
+wont be hard on you or unjust to you  As you say there is no one
+else to stay with and love him and youd never forgive yourself if you
+left him without his permission  Dont be dismal or fret but do your
+duty and youll get your reward as good Mr Brooke has by being
+respected and loved
+
+What do you know about him asked Laurie grateful for the good
+advice but objecting to the lecture and glad to turn the conversation
+from himself after his unusual outbreak
+
+Only what your grandpa told us about him how he took good care of his
+own mother till she died and wouldnt go abroad as tutor to some nice
+person because he wouldnt leave her  And how he provides now for an
+old woman who nursed his mother and never tells anyone but is just as
+generous and patient and good as he can be
+
+So he is dear old fellow said Laurie heartily as Meg paused
+looking flushed and earnest with her story  Its like Grandpa to find
+out all about him without letting him know and to tell all his
+goodness to others so that they might like him Brooke couldnt
+understand why your mother was so kind to him asking him over with me
+and treating him in her beautiful friendly way  He thought she was
+just perfect and talked about it for days and days and went on about
+you all in flaming style  If ever I do get my wish you see what Ill
+do for Brooke
+
+Begin to do something now by not plaguing his life out said Meg
+sharply
+
+How do you know I do Miss
+
+I can always tell by his face when he goes away  If you have been
+good he looks satisfied and walks briskly  If you have plagued him
+hes sober and walks slowly as if he wanted to go back and do his work
+better
+
+Well I like that  So you keep an account of my good and bad marks in
+Brookes face do you  I see him bow and smile as he passes your
+window but I didnt know youd got up a telegraph
+
+We havent  Dont be angry and oh dont tell him I said anything
+It was only to show that I cared how you get on and what is said here
+is said in confidence you know cried Meg much alarmed at the
+thought of what might follow from her careless speech
+
+I dont tell tales replied Laurie with his high and mighty air
+as Jo called a certain expression which he occasionally wore Only if
+Brooke is going to be a thermometer I must mind and have fair weather
+for him to report
+
+Please dont be offended  I didnt mean to preach or tell tales or be
+silly  I only thought Jo was encouraging you in a feeling which youd
+be sorry for by and by  You are so kind to us we feel as if you were
+our brother and say just what we think Forgive me I meant it kindly
+And Meg offered her hand with a gesture both affectionate and timid
+
+Ashamed of his momentary pique Laurie squeezed the kind little hand
+and said frankly Im the one to be forgiven  Im cross and have been
+out of sorts all day  I like to have you tell me my faults and be
+sisterly so dont mind if I am grumpy sometimes  I thank you all the
+same
+
+Bent on showing that he was not offended he made himself as agreeable
+as possible wound cotton for Meg recited poetry to please Jo shook
+down cones for Beth and helped Amy with her ferns proving himself a
+fit person to belong to the Busy Bee Society  In the midst of an
+animated discussion on the domestic habits of turtles (one of those
+amiable creatures having strolled up from the river) the faint sound
+of a bell warned them that Hannah had put the tea to draw and they
+would just have time to get home to supper
+
+May I come again asked Laurie
+
+Yes if you are good and love your book as the boys in the primer
+are told to do said Meg smiling
+
+Ill try
+
+Then you may come and Ill teach you to knit as the Scotchmen do
+Theres a demand for socks just now added Jo waving hers like a big
+blue worsted banner as they parted at the gate
+
+That night when Beth played to Mr Laurence in the twilight Laurie
+standing in the shadow of the curtain listened to the little David
+whose simple music always quieted his moody spirit and watched the old
+man who sat with his gray head on his hand thinking tender thoughts
+of the dead child he had loved so much Remembering the conversation of
+the afternoon the boy said to himself with the resolve to make the
+sacrifice cheerfully Ill let my castle go and stay with the dear
+old gentleman while he needs me for I am all he has
+
+
+
+CHAPTER FOURTEEN
+
+SECRETS
+
+Jo was very busy in the garret for the October days began to grow
+chilly and the afternoons were short  For two or three hours the sun
+lay warmly in the high window showing Jo seated on the old sofa
+writing busily with her papers spread out upon a trunk before her
+while Scrabble the pet rat promenaded the beams overhead accompanied
+by his oldest son a fine young fellow who was evidently very proud of
+his whiskers Quite absorbed in her work Jo scribbled away till the
+last page was filled when she signed her name with a flourish and
+threw down her pen exclaiming
+
+There Ive done my best  If this wont suit I shall have to wait
+till I can do better
+
+Lying back on the sofa she read the manuscript carefully through
+making dashes here and there and putting in many exclamation points
+which looked like little balloons  Then she tied it up with a smart
+red ribbon and sat a minute looking at it with a sober wistful
+expression which plainly showed how earnest her work had been  Jos
+desk up here was an old tin kitchen which hung against the wall  In it
+she kept her papers and a few books safely shut away from Scrabble
+who being likewise of a literary turn was fond of making a
+circulating library of such books as were left in his way by eating the
+leaves  From this tin receptacle Jo produced another manuscript and
+putting both in her pocket crept quietly downstairs leaving her
+friends to nibble on her pens and taste her ink
+
+She put on her hat and jacket as noiselessly as possible and going to
+the back entry window got out upon the roof of a low porch swung
+herself down to the grassy bank and took a roundabout way to the road
+Once there she composed herself hailed a passing omnibus and rolled
+away to town looking very merry and mysterious
+
+If anyone had been watching her he would have thought her movements
+decidedly peculiar for on alighting she went off at a great pace till
+she reached a certain number in a certain busy street  Having found
+the place with some difficulty she went into the doorway looked up
+the dirty stairs and after standing stock still a minute suddenly
+dived into the street and walked away as rapidly as she came  This
+maneuver she repeated several times to the great amusement of a
+black eyed young gentleman lounging in the window of a building
+opposite  On returning for the third time Jo gave herself a shake
+pulled her hat over her eyes and walked up the stairs looking as if
+she were going to have all her teeth out
+
+There was a dentists sign among others which adorned the entrance
+and after staring a moment at the pair of artificial jaws which slowly
+opened and shut to draw attention to a fine set of teeth the young
+gentleman put on his coat took his hat and went down to post himself
+in the opposite doorway saying with a smile and a shiver Its like
+her to come alone but if she has a bad time shell need someone to
+help her home
+
+In ten minutes Jo came running downstairs with a very red face and the
+general appearance of a person who had just passed through a trying
+ordeal of some sort  When she saw the young gentleman she looked
+anything but pleased and passed him with a nod  But he followed
+asking with an air of sympathy Did you have a bad time
+
+Not very
+
+You got through quickly
+
+Yes thank goodness
+
+Why did you go alone
+
+Didnt want anyone to know
+
+Youre the oddest fellow I ever saw  How many did you have out
+
+Jo looked at her friend as if she did not understand him then began to
+laugh as if mightily amused at something
+
+There are two which I want to have come out but I must wait a week
+
+What are you laughing at  You are up to some mischief Jo said
+Laurie looking mystified
+
+So are you  What were you doing sir up in that billiard saloon
+
+Begging your pardon maam it wasnt a billiard saloon but a
+gymnasium and I was taking a lesson in fencing
+
+Im glad of that
+
+Why
+
+You can teach me and then when we play Hamlet you can be Laertes
+and well make a fine thing of the fencing scene
+
+Laurie burst out with a hearty boys laugh which made several
+passers by smile in spite of themselves
+
+Ill teach you whether we play Hamlet or not  Its grand fun and
+will straighten you up capitally  But I dont believe that was your
+only reason for saying Im glad in that decided way was it now
+
+No I was glad that you were not in the saloon because I hope you
+never go to such places  Do you
+
+Not often
+
+I wish you wouldnt
+
+Its no harm Jo  I have billiards at home but its no fun unless
+you have good players so as Im fond of it I come sometimes and have
+a game with Ned Moffat or some of the other fellows
+
+Oh dear Im so sorry for youll get to liking it better and better
+and will waste time and money and grow like those dreadful boys  I
+did hope youd stay respectable and be a satisfaction to your friends
+said Jo shaking her head
+
+Cant a fellow take a little innocent amusement now and then without
+losing his respectability asked Laurie looking nettled
+
+That depends upon how and where he takes it  I dont like Ned and his
+set and wish youd keep out of it  Mother wont let us have him at
+our house though he wants to come  And if you grow like him she wont
+be willing to have us frolic together as we do now
+
+Wont she asked Laurie anxiously
+
+No she cant bear fashionable young men and shed shut us all up in
+bandboxes rather than have us associate with them
+
+Well she neednt get out her bandboxes yet  Im not a fashionable
+party and dont mean to be but I do like harmless larks now and then
+dont you
+
+Yes nobody minds them so lark away but dont get wild will you
+Or there will be an end of all our good times
+
+Ill be a double distilled saint
+
+I cant bear saints  Just be a simple honest respectable boy and
+well never desert you  I dont know what I should do if you acted
+like Mr Kings son  He had plenty of money but didnt know how to
+spend it and got tipsy and gambled and ran away and forged his
+fathers name I believe and was altogether horrid
+
+You think Im likely to do the same  Much obliged
+
+No I dont oh dear no but I hear people talking about money
+being such a temptation and I sometimes wish you were poor I
+shouldnt worry then
+
+Do you worry about me Jo
+
+A little when you look moody and discontented as you sometimes do
+for youve got such a strong will if you once get started wrong Im
+afraid it would be hard to stop you
+
+Laurie walked in silence a few minutes and Jo watched him wishing she
+had held her tongue for his eyes looked angry though his lips smiled
+as if at her warnings
+
+Are you going to deliver lectures all the way home he asked
+presently
+
+Of course not  Why
+
+Because if you are Ill take a bus  If youre not Id like to walk
+with you and tell you something very interesting
+
+I wont preach any more and Id like to hear the news immensely
+
+Very well then come on  Its a secret and if I tell you you must
+tell me yours
+
+I havent got any began Jo but stopped suddenly remembering that
+she had
+
+You know you have you cant hide anything so up and fess or I
+wont tell cried Laurie
+
+Is your secret a nice one
+
+Oh isnt it  All about people you know and such fun  You ought to
+hear it and Ive been aching to tell it this long time Come you
+begin
+
+Youll not say anything about it at home will you
+
+Not a word
+
+And you wont tease me in private
+
+I never tease
+
+Yes you do  You get everything you want out of people  I dont know
+how you do it but you are a born wheedler
+
+Thank you  Fire away
+
+Well Ive left two stories with a newspaperman and hes to give his
+answer next week whispered Jo in her confidants ear
+
+Hurrah for Miss March the celebrated American authoress cried
+Laurie throwing up his hat and catching it again to the great delight
+of two ducks four cats five hens and half a dozen Irish children
+for they were out of the city now
+
+Hush  It wont come to anything I dare say but I couldnt rest till
+I had tried and I said nothing about it because I didnt want anyone
+else to be disappointed
+
+It wont fail  Why Jo your stories are works of Shakespeare
+compared to half the rubbish that is published every day Wont it be
+fun to see them in print and shant we feel proud of our authoress
+
+Jos eyes sparkled for it is always pleasant to be believed in and a
+friends praise is always sweeter than a dozen newspaper puffs
+
+Wheres your secret  Play fair Teddy or Ill never believe you
+again she said trying to extinguish the brilliant hopes that blazed
+up at a word of encouragement
+
+I may get into a scrape for telling but I didnt promise not to so I
+will for I never feel easy in my mind till Ive told you any plummy
+bit of news I get  I know where Megs glove is
+
+Is that all said Jo looking disappointed as Laurie nodded and
+twinkled with a face full of mysterious intelligence
+
+Its quite enough for the present as youll agree when I tell you
+where it is
+
+Tell then
+
+Laurie bent and whispered three words in Jos ear which produced a
+comical change  She stood and stared at him for a minute looking both
+surprised and displeased then walked on saying sharply How do you
+know
+
+Saw it
+
+Where
+
+Pocket
+
+All this time
+
+Yes isnt that romantic
+
+No its horrid
+
+Dont you like it
+
+Of course I dont  Its ridiculous it wont be allowed  My
+patience  What would Meg say
+
+You are not to tell anyone  Mind that
+
+I didnt promise
+
+That was understood and I trusted you
+
+Well I wont for the present anyway but Im disgusted and wish you
+hadnt told me
+
+I thought youd be pleased
+
+At the idea of anybody coming to take Meg away No thank you
+
+Youll feel better about it when somebody comes to take you away
+
+Id like to see anyone try it cried Jo fiercely
+
+So should I and Laurie chuckled at the idea
+
+I dont think secrets agree with me I feel rumpled up in my mind
+since you told me that said Jo rather ungratefully
+
+Race down this hill with me and youll be all right suggested
+Laurie
+
+No one was in sight the smooth road sloped invitingly before her and
+finding the temptation irresistible Jo darted away soon leaving hat
+and comb behind her and scattering hairpins as she ran Laurie reached
+the goal first and was quite satisfied with the success of his
+treatment for his Atlanta came panting up with flying hair bright
+eyes ruddy cheeks and no signs of dissatisfaction in her face
+
+I wish I was a horse then I could run for miles in this splendid air
+and not lose my breath  It was capital but see what a guy its made
+me  Go pick up my things like a cherub as you are said Jo
+dropping down under a maple tree which was carpeting the bank with
+crimson leaves
+
+Laurie leisurely departed to recover the lost property and Jo bundled
+up her braids hoping no one would pass by till she was tidy again
+But someone did pass and who should it be but Meg looking
+particularly ladylike in her state and festival suit for she had been
+making calls
+
+What in the world are you doing here she asked regarding her
+disheveled sister with well bred surprise
+
+Getting leaves meekly answered Jo sorting the rosy handful she had
+just swept up
+
+And hairpins added Laurie throwing half a dozen into Jos lap
+They grow on this road Meg so do combs and brown straw hats
+
+You have been running Jo  How could you  When will you stop such
+romping ways said Meg reprovingly as she settled her cuffs and
+smoothed her hair with which the wind had taken liberties
+
+Never till Im stiff and old and have to use a crutch  Dont try to
+make me grow up before my time Meg  Its hard enough to have you
+change all of a sudden  Let me be a little girl as long as I can
+
+As she spoke Jo bent over the leaves to hide the trembling of her
+lips for lately she had felt that Margaret was fast getting to be a
+woman and Lauries secret made her dread the separation which must
+surely come some time and now seemed very near  He saw the trouble in
+her face and drew Megs attention from it by asking quickly Where
+have you been calling all so fine
+
+At the Gardiners and Sallie has been telling me all about Belle
+Moffats wedding  It was very splendid and they have gone to spend
+the winter in Paris  Just think how delightful that must be
+
+Do you envy her Meg said Laurie
+
+Im afraid I do
+
+Im glad of it muttered Jo tying on her hat with a jerk
+
+Why asked Meg looking surprised
+
+Because if you care much about riches you will never go and marry a
+poor man said Jo frowning at Laurie who was mutely warning her to
+mind what she said
+
+I shall never go and marry anyone observed Meg walking on with
+great dignity while the others followed laughing whispering skipping
+stones and behaving like children as Meg said to herself though
+she might have been tempted to join them if she had not had her best
+dress on
+
+For a week or two Jo behaved so queerly that her sisters were quite
+bewildered  She rushed to the door when the postman rang was rude to
+Mr Brooke whenever they met would sit looking at Meg with a
+woe begone face occasionally jumping up to shake and then kiss her in
+a very mysterious manner  Laurie and she were always making signs to
+one another and talking about Spread Eagles till the girls declared
+they had both lost their wits  On the second Saturday after Jo got out
+of the window Meg as she sat sewing at her window was scandalized by
+the sight of Laurie chasing Jo all over the garden and finally
+capturing her in Amys bower  What went on there Meg could not see
+but shrieks of laughter were heard followed by the murmur of voices
+and a great flapping of newspapers
+
+What shall we do with that girl  She never will behave like a young
+lady sighed Meg as she watched the race with a disapproving face
+
+I hope she wont  She is so funny and dear as she is said Beth who
+had never betrayed that she was a little hurt at Jos having secrets
+with anyone but her
+
+Its very trying but we never can make her commy la fo added Amy
+who sat making some new frills for herself with her curls tied up in a
+very becoming way two agreeable things that made her feel unusually
+elegant and ladylike
+
+In a few minutes Jo bounced in laid herself on the sofa and affected
+to read
+
+Have you anything interesting there asked Meg with condescension
+
+Nothing but a story wont amount to much I guess returned Jo
+carefully keeping the name of the paper out of sight
+
+Youd better read it aloud  That will amuse us and keep you out of
+mischief said Amy in her most grown up tone
+
+Whats the name asked Beth wondering why Jo kept her face behind
+the sheet
+
+The Rival Painters
+
+That sounds well  Read it said Meg
+
+With a loud Hem and a long breath Jo began to read very fast  The
+girls listened with interest for the tale was romantic and somewhat
+pathetic as most of the characters died in the end I like that about
+the splendid picture was Amys approving remark as Jo paused
+
+I prefer the lovering part  Viola and Angelo are two of our favorite
+names isnt that queer said Meg wiping her eyes for the lovering
+part was tragical
+
+Who wrote it asked Beth who had caught a glimpse of Jos face
+
+The reader suddenly sat up cast away the paper displaying a flushed
+countenance and with a funny mixture of solemnity and excitement
+replied in a loud voice Your sister
+
+You cried Meg dropping her work
+
+Its very good said Amy critically
+
+I knew it  I knew it Oh my Jo I am so proud  and Beth ran to hug
+her sister and exult over this splendid success
+
+Dear me how delighted they all were to be sure  How Meg wouldnt
+believe it till she saw the words  Miss Josephine March actually
+printed in the paper  How graciously Amy criticized the artistic parts
+of the story and offered hints for a sequel which unfortunately
+couldnt be carried out as the hero and heroine were dead  How Beth
+got excited and skipped and sang with joy  How Hannah came in to
+exclaim Sakes alive well I never in great astonishment at that
+Jos doins  How proud Mrs March was when she knew it  How Jo
+laughed with tears in her eyes as she declared she might as well be a
+peacock and done with it and how the Spread Eagle might be said to
+flap his wings triumphantly over the House of March as the paper
+passed from hand to hand
+
+Tell us about it  When did it come How much did you get for it
+What will Father say Wont Laurie laugh cried the family all in
+one breath as they clustered about Jo for these foolish affectionate
+people made a jubilee of every little household joy
+
+Stop jabbering girls and Ill tell you everything said Jo
+wondering if Miss Burney felt any grander over her Evelina than she did
+over her Rival Painters  Having told how she disposed of her tales
+Jo added And when I went to get my answer the man said he liked them
+both but didnt pay beginners only let them print in his paper and
+noticed the stories  It was good practice he said and when the
+beginners improved anyone would pay  So I let him have the two
+stories and today this was sent to me and Laurie caught me with it
+and insisted on seeing it so I let him  And he said it was good and
+I shall write more and hes going to get the next paid for and I am
+so happy for in time I may be able to support myself and help the
+girls
+
+Jos breath gave out here and wrapping her head in the paper she
+bedewed her little story with a few natural tears for to be
+independent and earn the praise of those she loved were the dearest
+wishes of her heart and this seemed to be the first step toward that
+happy end
+
+
+
+CHAPTER FIFTEEN
+
+A TELEGRAM
+
+November is the most disagreeable month in the whole year said
+Margaret standing at the window one dull afternoon looking out at the
+frostbitten garden
+
+Thats the reason I was born in it observed Jo pensively quite
+unconscious of the blot on her nose
+
+If something very pleasant should happen now we should think it a
+delightful month said Beth who took a hopeful view of everything
+even November
+
+I dare say but nothing pleasant ever does happen in this family
+said Meg who was out of sorts  We go grubbing along day after day
+without a bit of change and very little fun  We might as well be in a
+treadmill
+
+My patience how blue we are cried Jo  I dont much wonder poor
+dear for you see other girls having splendid times while you grind
+grind year in and year out  Oh dont I wish I could manage things
+for you as I do for my heroines  Youre pretty enough and good enough
+already so Id have some rich relation leave you a fortune
+unexpectedly  Then youd dash out as an heiress scorn everyone who
+has slighted you go abroad and come home my Lady Something in a blaze
+of splendor and elegance
+
+People dont have fortunes left them in that style nowadays men have
+to work and women marry for money  Its a dreadfully unjust world
+said Meg bitterly
+
+Jo and I are going to make fortunes for you all  Just wait ten years
+and see if we dont said Amy who sat in a corner making mud pies as
+Hannah called her little clay models of birds fruit and faces
+
+Cant wait and Im afraid I havent much faith in ink and dirt
+though Im grateful for your good intentions
+
+Meg sighed and turned to the frostbitten garden again  Jo groaned and
+leaned both elbows on the table in a despondent attitude but Amy
+spatted away energetically and Beth who sat at the other window
+said smiling Two pleasant things are going to happen right away
+Marmee is coming down the street and Laurie is tramping through the
+garden as if he had something nice to tell
+
+In they both came Mrs March with her usual question Any letter from
+Father girls and Laurie to say in his persuasive way Wont some of
+you come for a drive  Ive been working away at mathematics till my
+head is in a muddle and Im going to freshen my wits by a brisk turn
+Its a dull day but the air isnt bad and Im going to take Brooke
+home so it will be gay inside if it isnt out  Come Jo you and
+Beth will go wont you
+
+Of course we will
+
+Much obliged but Im busy  And Meg whisked out her workbasket for
+she had agreed with her mother that it was best for her at least not
+to drive too often with the young gentleman
+
+We three will be ready in a minute cried Amy running away to wash
+her hands
+
+Can I do anything for you Madam Mother asked Laurie leaning over
+Mrs Marchs chair with the affectionate look and tone he always gave
+her
+
+No thank you except call at the office if youll be so kind dear
+Its our day for a letter and the postman hasnt been  Father is as
+regular as the sun but theres some delay on the way perhaps
+
+A sharp ring interrupted her and a minute after Hannah came in with a
+letter
+
+Its one of them horrid telegraph things mum she said handling it
+as if she was afraid it would explode and do some damage
+
+At the word telegraph Mrs March snatched it read the two lines it
+contained and dropped back into her chair as white as if the little
+paper had sent a bullet to her heart  Laurie dashed downstairs for
+water while Meg and Hannah supported her and Jo read aloud in a
+frightened voice
+
+    Mrs March:
+    Your husband is very ill  Come at once
+    S  HALE
+    Blank Hospital Washington
+
+How still the room was as they listened breathlessly how strangely the
+day darkened outside and how suddenly the whole world seemed to
+change as the girls gathered about their mother feeling as if all the
+happiness and support of their lives was about to be taken from them
+
+Mrs March was herself again directly read the message over and
+stretched out her arms to her daughters saying in a tone they never
+forgot I shall go at once but it may be too late  Oh children
+children help me to bear it
+
+For several minutes there was nothing but the sound of sobbing in the
+room mingled with broken words of comfort tender assurances of help
+and hopeful whispers that died away in tears  Poor Hannah was the
+first to recover and with unconscious wisdom she set all the rest a
+good example for with her work was panacea for most afflictions
+
+The Lord keep the dear man  I wont waste no time a cryin but git
+your things ready right away mum she said heartily as she wiped her
+face on her apron gave her mistress a warm shake of the hand with her
+own hard one and went away to work like three women in one
+
+Shes right theres no time for tears now  Be calm girls and let
+me think
+
+They tried to be calm poor things as their mother sat up looking
+pale but steady and put away her grief to think and plan for them
+
+Wheres Laurie she asked presently when she had collected her
+thoughts and decided on the first duties to be done
+
+Here maam  Oh let me do something cried the boy hurrying from
+the next room whither he had withdrawn feeling that their first sorrow
+was too sacred for even his friendly eyes to see
+
+Send a telegram saying I will come at once  The next train goes early
+in the morning  Ill take that
+
+What else  The horses are ready  I can go anywhere do anything he
+said looking ready to fly to the ends of the earth
+
+Leave a note at Aunt Marchs  Jo give me that pen and paper
+
+Tearing off the blank side of one of her newly copied pages Jo drew
+the table before her mother well knowing that money for the long sad
+journey must be borrowed and feeling as if she could do anything to
+add a little to the sum for her father
+
+Now go dear but dont kill yourself driving at a desperate pace
+There is no need of that
+
+Mrs Marchs warning was evidently thrown away for five minutes later
+Laurie tore by the window on his own fleet horse riding as if for his
+life
+
+Jo run to the rooms and tell Mrs King that I cant come On the way
+get these things  Ill put them down theyll be needed and I must go
+prepared for nursing  Hospital stores are not always good  Beth go
+and ask Mr Laurence for a couple of bottles of old wine  Im not too
+proud to beg for Father  He shall have the best of everything  Amy
+tell Hannah to get down the black trunk and Meg come and help me find
+my things for Im half bewildered
+
+Writing thinking and directing all at once might well bewilder the
+poor lady and Meg begged her to sit quietly in her room for a little
+while and let them work  Everyone scattered like leaves before a gust
+of wind and the quiet happy household was broken up as suddenly as if
+the paper had been an evil spell
+
+Mr Laurence came hurrying back with Beth bringing every comfort the
+kind old gentleman could think of for the invalid and friendliest
+promises of protection for the girls during the mothers absence which
+comforted her very much  There was nothing he didnt offer from his
+own dressing gown to himself as escort  But the last was impossible
+Mrs March would not hear of the old gentlemans undertaking the long
+journey yet an expression of relief was visible when he spoke of it
+for anxiety ill fits one for traveling He saw the look knit his heavy
+eyebrows rubbed his hands and marched abruptly away saying hed be
+back directly  No one had time to think of him again till as Meg ran
+through the entry with a pair of rubbers in one hand and a cup of tea
+in the other she came suddenly upon Mr Brooke
+
+Im very sorry to hear of this Miss March he said in the kind
+quiet tone which sounded very pleasantly to her perturbed spirit  I
+came to offer myself as escort to your mother  Mr Laurence has
+commissions for me in Washington and it will give me real satisfaction
+to be of service to her there
+
+Down dropped the rubbers and the tea was very near following as Meg
+put out her hand with a face so full of gratitude that Mr Brooke
+would have felt repaid for a much greater sacrifice than the trifling
+one of time and comfort which he was about to take
+
+How kind you all are  Mother will accept Im sure and it will be
+such a relief to know that she has someone to take care of her  Thank
+you very very much
+
+Meg spoke earnestly and forgot herself entirely till something in the
+brown eyes looking down at her made her remember the cooling tea and
+lead the way into the parlor saying she would call her mother
+
+Everything was arranged by the time Laurie returned with a note from
+Aunt March enclosing the desired sum and a few lines repeating what
+she had often said before that she had always told them it was absurd
+for March to go into the army always predicted that no good would come
+of it and she hoped they would take her advice the next time  Mrs
+March put the note in the fire the money in her purse and went on
+with her preparations with her lips folded tightly in a way which Jo
+would have understood if she had been there
+
+The short afternoon wore away  All other errands were done and Meg
+and her mother busy at some necessary needlework while Beth and Amy
+got tea and Hannah finished her ironing with what she called a slap
+and a bang but still Jo did not come  They began to get anxious and
+Laurie went off to find her for no one knew what freak Jo might take
+into her head  He missed her however and she came walking in with a
+very queer expression of countenance for there was a mixture of fun
+and fear satisfaction and regret in it which puzzled the family as
+much as did the roll of bills she laid before her mother saying with a
+little choke in her voice Thats my contribution toward making Father
+comfortable and bringing him home
+
+My dear where did you get it  Twenty five dollars  Jo I hope you
+havent done anything rash
+
+No its mine honestly  I didnt beg borrow or steal it  I earned
+it and I dont think youll blame me for I only sold what was my own
+
+As she spoke Jo took off her bonnet and a general outcry arose for
+all her abundant hair was cut short
+
+Your hair  Your beautiful hair  Oh Jo how could you Your one
+beauty  My dear girl there was no need of this  She doesnt look
+like my Jo any more but I love her dearly for it
+
+As everyone exclaimed and Beth hugged the cropped head tenderly Jo
+assumed an indifferent air which did not deceive anyone a particle
+and said rumpling up the brown bush and trying to look as if she liked
+it It doesnt affect the fate of the nation so dont wail Beth  It
+will be good for my vanity I was getting too proud of my wig  It will
+do my brains good to have that mop taken off  My head feels
+deliciously light and cool and the barber said I could soon have a
+curly crop which will be boyish becoming and easy to keep in order
+Im satisfied so please take the money and lets have supper
+
+Tell me all about it Jo  I am not quite satisfied but I cant blame
+you for I know how willingly you sacrificed your vanity as you call
+it to your love  But my dear it was not necessary and Im afraid
+you will regret it one of these days said Mrs March
+
+No I wont returned Jo stoutly feeling much relieved that her
+prank was not entirely condemned
+
+What made you do it asked Amy who would as soon have thought of
+cutting off her head as her pretty hair
+
+Well I was wild to do something for Father replied Jo as they
+gathered about the table for healthy young people can eat even in the
+midst of trouble  I hate to borrow as much as Mother does and I knew
+Aunt March would croak she always does if you ask for a ninepence
+Meg gave all her quarterly salary toward the rent and I only got some
+clothes with mine so I felt wicked and was bound to have some money
+if I sold the nose off my face to get it
+
+You neednt feel wicked my child You had no winter things and got
+the simplest with your own hard earnings said Mrs March with a look
+that warmed Jos heart
+
+I hadnt the least idea of selling my hair at first but as I went
+along I kept thinking what I could do and feeling as if Id like to
+dive into some of the rich stores and help myself  In a barbers
+window I saw tails of hair with the prices marked and one black tail
+not so thick as mine was forty dollars  It came to me all of a sudden
+that I had one thing to make money out of and without stopping to
+think I walked in asked if they bought hair and what they would give
+for mine
+
+I dont see how you dared to do it said Beth in a tone of awe
+
+Oh he was a little man who looked as if he merely lived to oil his
+hair  He rather stared at first as if he wasnt used to having girls
+bounce into his shop and ask him to buy their hair  He said he didnt
+care about mine it wasnt the fashionable color and he never paid
+much for it in the first place  The work put into it made it dear and
+so on  It was getting late and I was afraid if it wasnt done right
+away that I shouldnt have it done at all and you know when I start to
+do a thing I hate to give it up  So I begged him to take it and told
+him why I was in such a hurry  It was silly I dare say but it
+changed his mind for I got rather excited and told the story in my
+topsy turvy way and his wife heard and said so kindly Take it
+Thomas and oblige the young lady  Id do as much for our Jimmy any
+day if I had a spire of hair worth selling
+
+Who was Jimmy asked Amy who liked to have things explained as they
+went along
+
+Her son she said who was in the army  How friendly such things make
+strangers feel dont they  She talked away all the time the man
+clipped and diverted my mind nicely
+
+Didnt you feel dreadfully when the first cut came asked Meg with a
+shiver
+
+I took a last look at my hair while the man got his things and that
+was the end of it  I never snivel over trifles like that I will
+confess though I felt queer when I saw the dear old hair laid out on
+the table and felt only the short rough ends of my head It almost
+seemed as if Id an arm or leg off  The woman saw me look at it and
+picked out a long lock for me to keep  Ill give it to you Marmee
+just to remember past glories by for a crop is so comfortable I dont
+think I shall ever have a mane again
+
+Mrs March folded the wavy chestnut lock and laid it away with a short
+gray one in her desk  She only said Thank you deary but something
+in her face made the girls change the subject and talk as cheerfully
+as they could about Mr Brookes kindness the prospect of a fine day
+tomorrow and the happy times they would have when Father came home to
+be nursed
+
+No one wanted to go to bed when at ten oclock Mrs March put by the
+last finished job and said Come girls  Beth went to the piano and
+played the fathers favorite hymn  All began bravely but broke down
+one by one till Beth was left alone singing with all her heart for to
+her music was always a sweet consoler
+
+Go to bed and dont talk for we must be up early and shall need all
+the sleep we can get  Good night my darlings said Mrs March as
+the hymn ended for no one cared to try another
+
+They kissed her quietly and went to bed as silently as if the dear
+invalid lay in the next room  Beth and Amy soon fell asleep in spite
+of the great trouble but Meg lay awake thinking the most serious
+thoughts she had ever known in her short life  Jo lay motionless and
+her sister fancied that she was asleep till a stifled sob made her
+exclaim as she touched a wet cheek
+
+Jo dear what is it  Are you crying about father
+
+No not now
+
+What then
+
+My My hair burst out poor Jo trying vainly to smother her
+emotion in the pillow
+
+It did not seem at all comical to Meg who kissed and caressed the
+afflicted heroine in the tenderest manner
+
+Im not sorry protested Jo with a choke  Id do it again
+tomorrow if I could  Its only the vain part of me that goes and
+cries in this silly way  Dont tell anyone its all over now  I
+thought you were asleep so I just made a little private moan for my
+one beauty  How came you to be awake
+
+I cant sleep Im so anxious said Meg
+
+Think about something pleasant and youll soon drop off
+
+I tried it but felt wider awake than ever
+
+What did you think of
+
+Handsome faces eyes particularly answered Meg smiling to herself
+in the dark
+
+What color do you like best
+
+Brown that is sometimes  Blue are lovely
+
+Jo laughed and Meg sharply ordered her not to talk then amiably
+promised to make her hair curl and fell asleep to dream of living in
+her castle in the air
+
+The clocks were striking midnight and the rooms were very still as a
+figure glided quietly from bed to bed smoothing a coverlet here
+settling a pillow there and pausing to look long and tenderly at each
+unconscious face to kiss each with lips that mutely blessed and to
+pray the fervent prayers which only mothers utter  As she lifted the
+curtain to look out into the dreary night the moon broke suddenly from
+behind the clouds and shone upon her like a bright benignant face
+which seemed to whisper in the silence Be comforted dear soul
+There is always light behind the clouds
+
+
+
+CHAPTER SIXTEEN
+
+LETTERS
+
+In the cold gray dawn the sisters lit their lamp and read their chapter
+with an earnestness never felt before  For now the shadow of a real
+trouble had come the little books were full of help and comfort and
+as they dressed they agreed to say goodbye cheerfully and hopefully
+and send their mother on her anxious journey unsaddened by tears or
+complaints from them  Everything seemed very strange when they went
+down so dim and still outside so full of light and bustle within
+Breakfast at that early hour seemed odd and even Hannahs familiar
+face looked unnatural as she flew about her kitchen with her nightcap
+on  The big trunk stood ready in the hall Mothers cloak and bonnet
+lay on the sofa and Mother herself sat trying to eat but looking so
+pale and worn with sleeplessness and anxiety that the girls found it
+very hard to keep their resolution  Megs eyes kept filling in spite
+of herself Jo was obliged to hide her face in the kitchen roller more
+than once and the little girls wore a grave troubled expression as
+if sorrow was a new experience to them
+
+Nobody talked much but as the time drew very near and they sat waiting
+for the carriage Mrs March said to the girls who were all busied
+about her one folding her shawl another smoothing out the strings of
+her bonnet a third putting on her overshoes and a fourth fastening up
+her travelling bag
+
+Children I leave you to Hannahs care and Mr Laurences protection
+Hannah is faithfulness itself and our good neighbor will guard you as
+if you were his own  I have no fears for you yet I am anxious that
+you should take this trouble rightly  Dont grieve and fret when I am
+gone or think that you can be idle and comfort yourselves by being
+idle and trying to forget  Go on with your work as usual for work is
+a blessed solace  Hope and keep busy and whatever happens remember
+that you never can be fatherless
+
+Yes Mother
+
+Meg dear be prudent watch over your sisters consult Hannah and in
+any perplexity go to Mr Laurence  Be patient Jo dont get
+despondent or do rash things write to me often and be my brave girl
+ready to help and cheer all  Beth comfort yourself with your music
+and be faithful to the little home duties and you Amy help all you
+can be obedient and keep happy safe at home
+
+We will Mother  We will
+
+The rattle of an approaching carriage made them all start and listen
+That was the hard minute but the girls stood it well  No one cried
+no one ran away or uttered a lamentation though their hearts were very
+heavy as they sent loving messages to Father remembering as they
+spoke that it might be too late to deliver them They kissed their
+mother quietly clung about her tenderly and tried to wave their hands
+cheerfully when she drove away
+
+Laurie and his grandfather came over to see her off and Mr Brooke
+looked so strong and sensible and kind that the girls christened him
+Mr Greatheart on the spot
+
+Good by my darlings  God bless and keep us all whispered Mrs
+March as she kissed one dear little face after the other and hurried
+into the carriage
+
+As she rolled away the sun came out and looking back she saw it
+shining on the group at the gate like a good omen  They saw it also
+and smiled and waved their hands and the last thing she beheld as she
+turned the corner was the four bright faces and behind them like a
+bodyguard old Mr Laurence faithful Hannah and devoted Laurie
+
+How kind everyone is to us she said turning to find fresh proof of
+it in the respectful sympathy of the young mans face
+
+I dont see how they can help it returned Mr Brooke laughing so
+infectiously that Mrs March could not help smiling And so the journey
+began with the good omens of sunshine smiles and cheerful words
+
+I feel as if there had been an earthquake said Jo as their
+neighbors went home to breakfast leaving them to rest and refresh
+themselves
+
+It seems as if half the house was gone added Meg forlornly
+
+Beth opened her lips to say something but could only point to the pile
+of nicely mended hose which lay on Mothers table showing that even in
+her last hurried moments she had thought and worked for them  It was a
+little thing but it went straight to their hearts and in spite of
+their brave resolutions they all broke down and cried bitterly
+
+Hannah wisely allowed them to relieve their feelings and when the
+shower showed signs of clearing up she came to the rescue armed with
+a coffeepot
+
+Now my dear young ladies remember what your ma said and dont fret
+Come and have a cup of coffee all round and then lets fall to work
+and be a credit to the family
+
+Coffee was a treat and Hannah showed great tact in making it that
+morning  No one could resist her persuasive nods or the fragrant
+invitation issuing from the nose of the coffee pot  They drew up to
+the table exchanged their handkerchiefs for napkins and in ten
+minutes were all right again
+
+Hope and keep busy thats the motto for us so lets see who will
+remember it best  I shall go to Aunt March as usual Oh wont she
+lecture though said Jo as she sipped with returning spirit
+
+I shall go to my Kings though Id much rather stay at home and attend
+to things here said Meg wishing she hadnt made her eyes so red
+
+No need of that  Beth and I can keep house perfectly well put in
+Amy with an important air
+
+Hannah will tell us what to do and well have everything nice when
+you come home added Beth getting out her mop and dish tub without
+delay
+
+I think anxiety is very interesting observed Amy eating sugar
+pensively
+
+The girls couldnt help laughing and felt better for it though Meg
+shook her head at the young lady who could find consolation in a sugar
+bowl
+
+The sight of the turnovers made Jo sober again and when the two went
+out to their daily tasks they looked sorrowfully back at the window
+where they were accustomed to see their mothers face  It was gone
+but Beth had remembered the little household ceremony and there she
+was nodding away at them like a rosyfaced mandarin
+
+Thats so like my Beth said Jo waving her hat with a grateful
+face  Goodbye Meggy I hope the Kings wont strain today  Dont
+fret about Father dear she added as they parted
+
+And I hope Aunt March wont croak  Your hair is becoming and it
+looks very boyish and nice returned Meg trying not to smile at the
+curly head which looked comically small on her tall sisters shoulders
+
+Thats my only comfort And touching her hat a la Laurie away went
+Jo feeling like a shorn sheep on a wintry day
+
+News from their father comforted the girls very much for though
+dangerously ill the presence of the best and tenderest of nurses had
+already done him good  Mr Brooke sent a bulletin every day and as
+the head of the family Meg insisted on reading the dispatches which
+grew more cheerful as the week passed  At first everyone was eager to
+write and plump envelopes were carefully poked into the letter box by
+one or other of the sisters who felt rather important with their
+Washington correspondence  As one of these packets contained
+characteristic notes from the party we will rob an imaginary mail and
+read them
+
+My dearest Mother:
+
+It is impossible to tell you how happy your last letter made us for
+the news was so good we couldnt help laughing and crying over it  How
+very kind Mr Brooke is and how fortunate that Mr Laurences business
+detains him near you so long since he is so useful to you and Father
+The girls are all as good as gold  Jo helps me with the sewing and
+insists on doing all sorts of hard jobs  I should be afraid she might
+overdo if I didnt know her moral fit wouldnt last long  Beth is
+as regular about her tasks as a clock and never forgets what you told
+her  She grieves about Father and looks sober except when she is at
+her little piano  Amy minds me nicely and I take great care of her
+She does her own hair and I am teaching her to make buttonholes and
+mend her stockings She tries very hard and I know you will be pleased
+with her improvement when you come  Mr Laurence watches over us like
+a motherly old hen as Jo says and Laurie is very kind and neighborly
+He and Jo keep us merry for we get pretty blue sometimes and feel
+like orphans with you so far away  Hannah is a perfect saint  She
+does not scold at all and always calls me Miss Margaret which is
+quite proper you know and treats me with respect  We are all well
+and busy but we long day and night to have you back  Give my
+dearest love to Father and believe me ever your own
+
+MEG
+
+This note prettily written on scented paper was a great contrast to
+the next which was scribbled on a big sheet of thin foreign paper
+ornamented with blots and all manner of flourishes and curly tailed
+letters
+
+My precious Marmee:
+
+Three cheers for dear Father  Brooke was a trump to telegraph right
+off and let us know the minute he was better  I rushed up garret when
+the letter came and tried to thank god for being so good to us but I
+could only cry and say Im glad  Im glad Didnt that do as well
+as a regular prayer  For I felt a great many in my heart  We have
+such funny times and now I can enjoy them for everyone is so
+desperately good its like living in a nest of turtledoves  Youd
+laugh to see Meg head the table and try to be motherish  She gets
+prettier every day and Im in love with her sometimes  The children
+are regular archangels and I well Im Jo and never shall be
+anything else  Oh I must tell you that I came near having a quarrel
+with Laurie  I freed my mind about a silly little thing and he was
+offended  I was right but didnt speak as I ought and he marched
+home saying he wouldnt come again till I begged pardon  I declared I
+wouldnt and got mad It lasted all day  I felt bad and wanted you
+very much  Laurie and I are both so proud its hard to beg pardon
+But I thought hed come to it for I was in the right  He didnt come
+and just at night I remembered what you said when Amy fell into the
+river  I read my little book felt better resolved not to let the sun
+set on my anger and ran over to tell Laurie I was sorry  I met him at
+the gate coming for the same thing  We both laughed begged each
+others pardon and felt all good and comfortable again
+
+I made a pome yesterday when I was helping Hannah wash and as
+Father likes my silly little things I put it in to amuse him  Give
+him my lovingest hug that ever was and kiss yourself a dozen times for
+your
+
+TOPSY TURVY JO
+
+
+    A SONG FROM THE SUDS
+
+    Queen of my tub I merrily sing
+    While the white foam rises high
+    And sturdily wash and rinse and wring
+    And fasten the clothes to dry
+    Then out in the free fresh air they swing
+    Under the sunny sky
+
+    I wish we could wash from our hearts and souls
+    The stains of the week away
+    And let water and air by their magic make
+    Ourselves as pure as they
+    Then on the earth there would be indeed
+    A glorious washing day
+
+    Along the path of a useful life
+    Will hearts ease ever bloom
+    The busy mind has no time to think
+    Of sorrow or care or gloom
+    And anxious thoughts may be swept away
+    As we bravely wield a broom
+
+    I am glad a task to me is given
+    To labor at day by day
+    For it brings me health and strength and hope
+    And I cheerfully learn to say
+    Head you may think Heart you may feel
+    But Hand you shall work alway
+
+
+Dear Mother
+
+There is only room for me to send my love and some pressed pansies
+from the root I have been keeping safe in the house for Father to see
+I read every morning try to be good all day and sing myself to sleep
+with Fathers tune  I cant sing LAND OF THE LEAL now it makes me
+cry  Everyone is very kind and we are as happy as we can be without
+you  Amy wants the rest of the page so I must stop  I didnt forget
+to cover the holders and I wind the clock and air the rooms every day
+
+Kiss dear Father on the cheek he calls mine  Oh do come soon to your
+loving
+
+LITTLE BETH
+
+
+Ma Chere Mamma
+
+We are all well I do my lessons always and never corroberate the
+girls Meg says I mean contradick so I put in both words and you can
+take the properest  Meg is a great comfort to me and lets me have
+jelly every night at tea its so good for me Jo says because it keeps me
+sweet tempered  Laurie is not as respeckful as he ought to be now I am
+almost in my teens he calls me Chick and hurts my feelings by talking
+French to me very fast when I say Merci or Bon jour as Hattie King
+does  The sleeves of my blue dress were all worn out and Meg put in
+new ones but the full front came wrong and they are more blue than the
+dress  I felt bad but did not fret I bear my troubles well but I do
+wish Hannah would put more starch in my aprons and have buckwheats
+every day  Cant she  Didnt I make that interrigation point nice
+Meg says my punchtuation and spelling are disgraceful and I am
+mortyfied but dear me I have so many things to do I cant stop
+Adieu I send heaps of love to Papa  Your affectionate daughter
+
+AMY CURTIS MARCH
+
+
+Dear Mis March
+
+I jes drop a line to say we git on fust rate  The girls is clever and
+fly round right smart  Miss Meg is going to make a proper good
+housekeeper  She hes the liking for it and gits the hang of things
+surprisin quick  Jo doos beat all for goin ahead but she dont stop
+to calklate fust and you never know where shes like to bring up
+She done out a tub of clothes on Monday but she starched em afore
+they was wrenched and blued a pink calico dress till I thought I
+should a died a laughin  Beth is the best of little creeters and a
+sight of help to me bein so forehanded and dependable  She tries to
+learn everything and really goes to market beyond her years likewise
+keeps accounts with my help quite wonderful  We have got on very
+economical so fur  I dont let the girls hev coffee only once a week
+accordin to your wish and keep em on plain wholesome vittles  Amy
+does well without frettin wearin her best clothes and eatin sweet
+stuff Mr Laurie is as full of didoes as usual and turns the house
+upside down frequent but he heartens the girls so I let em hev full
+swing  The old gentleman sends heaps of things and is rather wearin
+but means wal and it aint my place to say nothin  My bread is riz so
+no more at this time  I send my duty to Mr March and hope hes seen
+the last of his Pewmonia
+
+Yours respectful
+
+Hannah Mullet
+
+
+Head Nurse of Ward No 2
+
+
+All serene on the Rappahannock troops in fine condition commisary
+department well conducted the Home Guard under Colonel Teddy always on
+duty Commander in Chief General Laurence reviews the army daily
+Quartermaster Mullet keeps order in camp and Major Lion does picket
+duty at night  A salute of twenty four guns was fired on receipt of
+good news from Washington and a dress parade took place at
+headquarters  Commander in chief sends best wishes in which he is
+heartily joined by
+
+COLONEL TEDDY
+
+
+Dear Madam:
+
+The little girls are all well  Beth and my boy report daily Hannah is
+a model servant and guards pretty Meg like a dragon Glad the fine
+weather holds  Pray make Brooke useful and draw on me for funds if
+expenses exceed your estimate  Dont let your husband want anything
+Thank God he is mending
+
+Your sincere friend and servant JAMES LAURENCE
+
+
+
+CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
+
+LITTLE FAITHFUL
+
+For a week the amount of virtue in the old house would have supplied
+the neighborhood  It was really amazing for everyone seemed in a
+heavenly frame of mind and self denial was all the fashion  Relieved
+of their first anxiety about their father the girls insensibly relaxed
+their praiseworthy efforts a little and began to fall back into old
+ways  They did not forget their motto but hoping and keeping busy
+seemed to grow easier and after such tremendous exertions they felt
+that Endeavor deserved a holiday and gave it a good many
+
+Jo caught a bad cold through neglect to cover the shorn head enough
+and was ordered to stay at home till she was better for Aunt March
+didnt like to hear people read with colds in their heads  Jo liked
+this and after an energetic rummage from garret to cellar subsided on
+the sofa to nurse her cold with arsenicum and books  Amy found that
+housework and art did not go well together and returned to her mud
+pies  Meg went daily to her pupils and sewed or thought she did at
+home but much time was spent in writing long letters to her mother or
+reading the Washington dispatches over and over  Beth kept on with
+only slight relapses into idleness or grieving
+
+All the little duties were faithfully done each day and many of her
+sisters also for they were forgetful and the house seemed like a
+clock whose pendulum was gone a visiting  When her heart got heavy
+with longings for Mother or fears for Father she went away into a
+certain closet hid her face in the folds of a dear old gown and made
+her little moan and prayed her little prayer quietly by herself
+Nobody knew what cheered her up after a sober fit but everyone felt
+how sweet and helpful Beth was and fell into a way of going to her for
+comfort or advice in their small affairs
+
+All were unconscious that this experience was a test of character and
+when the first excitement was over felt that they had done well and
+deserved praise  So they did but their mistake was in ceasing to do
+well and they learned this lesson through much anxiety and regret
+
+Meg I wish youd go and see the Hummels  You know Mother told us not
+to forget them said Beth ten days after Mrs Marchs departure
+
+Im too tired to go this afternoon replied Meg rocking comfortably
+as she sewed
+
+Cant you Jo asked Beth
+
+Too stormy for me with my cold
+
+I thought it was almost well
+
+Its well enough for me to go out with Laurie but not well enough to
+go to the Hummels said Jo laughing but looking a little ashamed of
+her inconsistency
+
+Why dont you go yourself asked Meg
+
+I have been every day but the baby is sick and I dont know what to
+do for it  Mrs Hummel goes away to work and Lottchen takes care of
+it  But it gets sicker and sicker and I think you or Hannah ought to
+go
+
+Beth spoke earnestly and Meg promised she would go tomorrow
+
+Ask Hannah for some nice little mess and take it round Beth the air
+will do you good said Jo adding apologetically Id go but I want
+to finish my writing
+
+My head aches and Im tired so I thought maybe some of you would go
+said Beth
+
+Amy will be in presently and she will run down for us suggested Meg
+
+So Beth lay down on the sofa the others returned to their work and
+the Hummels were forgotten  An hour passed  Amy did not come Meg
+went to her room to try on a new dress Jo was absorbed in her story
+and Hannah was sound asleep before the kitchen fire when Beth quietly
+put on her hood filled her basket with odds and ends for the poor
+children and went out into the chilly air with a heavy head and a
+grieved look in her patient eyes  It was late when she came back and
+no one saw her creep upstairs and shut herself into her mothers room
+Half an hour after Jo went to Mothers closet for something and
+there found little Beth sitting on the medicine chest looking very
+grave with red eyes and a camphor bottle in her hand
+
+Christopher Columbus  Whats the matter cried Jo as Beth put out
+her hand as if to warn her off and asked quickly  
+
+Youve had the scarlet fever havent you
+
+Years ago when Meg did  Why
+
+Then Ill tell you  Oh Jo the babys dead
+
+What baby
+
+Mrs Hummels  It died in my lap before she got home cried Beth
+with a sob
+
+My poor dear how dreadful for you  I ought to have gone said Jo
+taking her sister in her arms as she sat down in her mothers big
+chair with a remorseful face
+
+It wasnt dreadful Jo only so sad  I saw in a minute it was sicker
+but Lottchen said her mother had gone for a doctor so I took Baby and
+let Lotty rest  It seemed asleep but all of a sudden if gave a little
+cry and trembled and then lay very still I tried to warm its feet
+and Lotty gave it some milk but it didnt stir and I knew it was
+dead
+
+Dont cry dear  What did you do
+
+I just sat and held it softly till Mrs Hummel came with the doctor
+He said it was dead and looked at Heinrich and Minna who have sore
+throats  Scarlet fever maam  Ought to have called me before he
+said crossly  Mrs Hummel told him she was poor and had tried to cure
+baby herself but now it was too late and she could only ask him to
+help the others and trust to charity for his pay  He smiled then and
+was kinder but it was very sad and I cried with them till he turned
+round all of a sudden and told me to go home and take belladonna right
+away or Id have the fever
+
+No you wont cried Jo hugging her close with a frightened look
+Oh Beth if you should be sick I never could forgive myself What
+shall we do
+
+Dont be frightened I guess I shant have it badly  I looked in
+Mothers book and saw that it begins with headache sore throat and
+queer feelings like mine so I did take some belladonna and I feel
+better said Beth laying her cold hands on her hot forehead and
+trying to look well
+
+If Mother was only at home exclaimed Jo seizing the book and
+feeling that Washington was an immense way off  She read a page
+looked at Beth felt her head peeped into her throat and then said
+gravely Youve been over the baby every day for more than a week and
+among the others who are going to have it so Im afraid you are going
+to have it Beth  Ill call Hannah she knows all about sickness
+
+Dont let Amy come  She never had it and I should hate to give it to
+her  Cant you and Meg have it over again asked Beth anxiously
+
+I guess not  Dont care if I do  Serve me right selfish pig to let
+you go and stay writing rubbish myself muttered Jo as she went to
+consult Hannah
+
+The good soul was wide awake in a minute and took the lead at once
+assuring that there was no need to worry every one had scarlet fever
+and if rightly treated nobody died all of which Jo believed and felt
+much relieved as they went up to call Meg
+
+Now Ill tell you what well do said Hannah when she had examined
+and questioned Beth we will have Dr Bangs just to take a look at
+you dear and see that we start right  Then well send Amy off to
+Aunt Marchs for a spell to keep her out of harms way and one of you
+girls can stay at home and amuse Beth for a day or two
+
+I shall stay of course Im oldest began Meg looking anxious and
+self reproachful
+
+I shall because its my fault she is sick  I told Mother Id do the
+errands and I havent said Jo decidedly
+
+Which will you have Beth  There aint no need of but one aid
+Hannah
+
+Jo please And Beth leaned her head against her sister with a
+contented look which effectually settled that point
+
+Ill go and tell Amy said Meg feeling a little hurt yet rather
+relieved on the whole for she did not like nursing and Jo did
+
+Amy rebelled outright and passionately declared that she had rather
+have the fever than go to Aunt March  Meg reasoned pleaded and
+commanded all in vain  Amy protested that she would not go and Meg
+left her in despair to ask Hannah what should be done  Before she came
+back Laurie walked into the parlor to find Amy sobbing with her head
+in the sofa cushions  She told her story expecting to be consoled
+but Laurie only put his hands in his pockets and walked about the room
+whistling softly as he knit his brows in deep thought  Presently he
+sat down beside her and said in his most wheedlesome tone Now be a
+sensible little woman and do as they say No dont cry but hear what
+a jolly plan Ive got  You go to Aunt Marchs and Ill come and take
+you out every day driving or walking and well have capital times
+Wont that be better than moping here
+
+I dont wish to be sent off as if I was in the way began Amy in an
+injured voice
+
+Bless your heart child its to keep you well  You dont want to be
+sick do you
+
+No Im sure I dont but I dare say I shall be for Ive been with
+Beth all the time
+
+Thats the very reason you ought to go away at once so that you may
+escape it  Change of air and care will keep you well I dare say or
+if it does not entirely you will have the fever more lightly  I
+advise you to be off as soon as you can for scarlet fever is no joke
+miss
+
+But its dull at Aunt Marchs and she is so cross said Amy looking
+rather frightened
+
+It wont be dull with me popping in every day to tell you how Beth is
+and take you out gallivanting  The old lady likes me and Ill be as
+sweet as possible to her so she wont peck at us whatever we do
+
+Will you take me out in the trotting wagon with Puck
+
+On my honor as a gentleman
+
+And come every single day
+
+See if I dont
+
+And bring me back the minute Beth is well
+
+The identical minute
+
+And go to the theater truly
+
+A dozen theaters if we may
+
+Well I guess I will said Amy slowly
+
+Good girl  Call Meg and tell her youll give in said Laurie with
+an approving pat which annoyed Amy more than the giving in
+
+Meg and Jo came running down to behold the miracle which had been
+wrought and Amy feeling very precious and self sacrificing promised
+to go if the doctor said Beth was going to be ill
+
+How is the little dear asked Laurie for Beth was his especial pet
+and he felt more anxious about her than he liked to show
+
+She is lying down on Mothers bed and feels better  The babys death
+troubled her but I dare say she has only got cold Hannah says she
+thinks so but she looks worried and that makes me fidgety answered
+Meg
+
+What a trying world it is said Jo rumpling up her hair in a fretful
+way  No sooner do we get out of one trouble than down comes another
+There doesnt seem to be anything to hold on to when Mothers gone so
+Im all at sea
+
+Well dont make a porcupine of yourself it isnt becoming Settle
+your wig Jo and tell me if I shall telegraph to your mother or do
+anything asked Laurie who never had been reconciled to the loss of
+his friends one beauty
+
+That is what troubles me said Meg  I think we ought to tell her if
+Beth is really ill but Hannah says we mustnt for Mother cant leave
+Father and it will only make them anxious  Beth wont be sick long
+and Hannah knows just what to do and Mother said we were to mind her
+so I suppose we must but it doesnt seem quite right to me
+
+Hum well I cant say  Suppose you ask Grandfather after the doctor
+has been
+
+We will  Jo go and get Dr Bangs at once commanded Meg We cant
+decide anything till he has been
+
+Stay where you are Jo  Im errand boy to this establishment said
+Laurie taking up his cap
+
+Im afraid you are busy began Meg
+
+No Ive done my lessons for the day
+
+Do you study in vacation time asked Jo
+
+I follow the good example my neighbors set me was Lauries answer
+as he swung himself out of the room
+
+I have great hopes for my boy observed Jo watching him fly over the
+fence with an approving smile
+
+He does very well for a boy was Megs somewhat ungracious answer
+for the subject did not interest her
+
+Dr Bangs came said Beth had symptoms of the fever but he thought she
+would have it lightly though he looked sober over the Hummel story
+Amy was ordered off at once and provided with something to ward off
+danger she departed in great state with Jo and Laurie as escort
+
+Aunt March received them with her usual hospitality
+
+What do you want now she asked looking sharply over her spectacles
+while the parrot sitting on the back of her chair called out
+
+Go away  No boys allowed here
+
+Laurie retired to the window and Jo told her story
+
+No more than I expected if you are allowed to go poking about among
+poor folks  Amy can stay and make herself useful if she isnt sick
+which Ive no doubt she will be looks like it now  Dont cry child
+it worries me to hear people sniff
+
+Amy was on the point of crying but Laurie slyly pulled the parrots
+tail which caused Polly to utter an astonished croak and call out
+Bless my boots in such a funny way that she laughed instead
+
+What do you hear from your mother asked the old lady gruffly
+
+Father is much better replied Jo trying to keep sober
+
+Oh is he  Well that wont last long I fancy  March never had any
+stamina was the cheerful reply
+
+Ha ha  Never say die take a pinch of snuff goodbye goodbye
+squalled Polly dancing on her perch and clawing at the old ladys cap
+as Laurie tweaked him in the rear
+
+Hold your tongue you disrespectful old bird  And Jo youd better
+go at once  It isnt proper to be gadding about so late with a
+rattlepated boy like
+
+Hold your tongue you disrespectful old bird cried Polly tumbling
+off the chair with a bounce and running to peck the rattlepated boy
+who was shaking with laughter at the last speech
+
+I dont think I can bear it but Ill try thought Amy as she was
+left alone with Aunt March
+
+Get along you fright screamed Polly and at that rude speech Amy
+could not restrain a sniff
+
+
+
+CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
+
+DARK DAYS
+
+Beth did have the fever and was much sicker than anyone but Hannah and
+the doctor suspected  The girls knew nothing about illness and Mr
+Laurence was not allowed to see her so Hannah had everything her own
+way and busy Dr Bangs did his best but left a good deal to the
+excellent nurse  Meg stayed at home lest she should infect the Kings
+and kept house feeling very anxious and a little guilty when she wrote
+letters in which no mention was made of Beths illness  She could not
+think it right to deceive her mother but she had been bidden to mind
+Hannah and Hannah wouldnt hear of Mrs March bein told and worried
+just for sech a trifle
+
+Jo devoted herself to Beth day and night not a hard task for Beth was
+very patient and bore her pain uncomplainingly as long as she could
+control herself  But there came a time when during the fever fits she
+began to talk in a hoarse broken voice to play on the coverlet as if
+on her beloved little piano and try to sing with a throat so swollen
+that there was no music left a time when she did not know the familiar
+faces around her but addressed them by wrong names and called
+imploringly for her mother  Then Jo grew frightened Meg begged to be
+allowed to write the truth and even Hannah said she would think of
+it though there was no danger yet  A letter from Washington added to
+their trouble for Mr March had had a relapse and could not think of
+coming home for a long while
+
+How dark the days seemed now how sad and lonely the house and how
+heavy were the hearts of the sisters as they worked and waited while
+the shadow of death hovered over the once happy home Then it was that
+Margaret sitting alone with tears dropping often on her work felt how
+rich she had been in things more precious than any luxuries money could
+buy in love protection peace and health the real blessings of
+life  Then it was that Jo living in the darkened room with that
+suffering little sister always before her eyes and that pathetic voice
+sounding in her ears learned to see the beauty and the sweetness of
+Beths nature to feel how deep and tender a place she filled in all
+hearts and to acknowledge the worth of Beths unselfish ambition to
+live for others and make home happy by that exercise of those simple
+virtues which all may possess and which all should love and value more
+than talent wealth or beauty  And Amy in her exile longed eagerly
+to be at home that she might work for Beth feeling now that no
+service would be hard or irksome and remembering with regretful
+grief how many neglected tasks those willing hands had done for her
+Laurie haunted the house like a restless ghost and Mr Laurence locked
+the grand piano because he could not bear to be reminded of the young
+neighbor who used to make the twilight pleasant for him  Everyone
+missed Beth  The milkman baker grocer and butcher inquired how she
+did poor Mrs Hummel came to beg pardon for her thoughtlessness and to
+get a shroud for Minna the neighbors sent all sorts of comforts and
+good wishes and even those who knew her best were surprised to find
+how many friends shy little Beth had made
+
+Meanwhile she lay on her bed with old Joanna at her side for even in
+her wanderings she did not forget her forlorn protege  She longed for
+her cats but would not have them brought lest they should get sick
+and in her quiet hours she was full of anxiety about Jo  She sent
+loving messages to Amy bade them tell her mother that she would write
+soon and often begged for pencil and paper to try to say a word that
+Father might not think she had neglected him But soon even these
+intervals of consciousness ended and she lay hour after hour tossing
+to and fro with incoherent words on her lips or sank into a heavy
+sleep which brought her no refreshment Dr Bangs came twice a day
+Hannah sat up at night Meg kept a telegram in her desk all ready to
+send off at any minute and Jo never stirred from Beths side
+
+The first of December was a wintry day indeed to them for a bitter
+wind blew snow fell fast and the year seemed getting ready for its
+death  When Dr Bangs came that morning he looked long at Beth held
+the hot hand in both his own for a minute and laid it gently down
+saying in a low voice to Hannah If Mrs March can leave her husband
+shed better be sent for
+
+Hannah nodded without speaking for her lips twitched nervously Meg
+dropped down into a chair as the strength seemed to go out of her limbs
+at the sound of those words and Jo standing with a pale face for a
+minute ran to the parlor snatched up the telegram and throwing on
+her things rushed out into the storm  She was soon back and while
+noiselessly taking off her cloak Laurie came in with a letter saying
+that Mr March was mending again  Jo read it thankfully but the heavy
+weight did not seem lifted off her heart and her face was so full of
+misery that Laurie asked quickly What is it  Is Beth worse
+
+Ive sent for Mother said Jo tugging at her rubber boots with a
+tragic expression
+
+Good for you Jo  Did you do it on your own responsibility asked
+Laurie as he seated her in the hall chair and took off the rebellious
+boots seeing how her hands shook
+
+No  The doctor told us to
+
+Oh Jo its not so bad as that cried Laurie with a startled face
+
+Yes it is  She doesnt know us she doesnt even talk about the
+flocks of green doves as she calls the vine leaves on the wall She
+doesnt look like my Beth and theres nobody to help us bear it
+Mother and father both gone and God seems so far away I cant find
+Him
+
+As the tears streamed fast down poor Jos cheeks she stretched out her
+hand in a helpless sort of way as if groping in the dark and Laurie
+took it in his whispering as well as he could with a lump in his
+throat Im here  Hold on to me Jo dear
+
+She could not speak but she did hold on and the warm grasp of the
+friendly human hand comforted her sore heart and seemed to lead her
+nearer to the Divine arm which alone could uphold her in her trouble
+
+Laurie longed to say something tender and comfortable but no fitting
+words came to him so he stood silent gently stroking her bent head as
+her mother used to do  It was the best thing he could have done far
+more soothing than the most eloquent words for Jo felt the unspoken
+sympathy and in the silence learned the sweet solace which affection
+administers to sorrow  Soon she dried the tears which had relieved
+her and looked up with a grateful face
+
+Thank you Teddy Im better now  I dont feel so forlorn and will
+try to bear it if it comes
+
+Keep hoping for the best that will help you Jo  Soon your mother
+will be here and then everything will be all right
+
+Im so glad Father is better  Now she wont feel so bad about leaving
+him  Oh me  It does seem as if all the troubles came in a heap and
+I got the heaviest part on my shoulders sighed Jo spreading her wet
+handkerchief over her knees to dry
+
+Doesnt Meg pull fair asked Laurie looking indignant
+
+Oh yes she tries to but she cant love Bethy as I do and she wont
+miss her as I shall  Beth is my conscience and I cant give her up
+I cant  I cant
+
+Down went Jos face into the wet handkerchief and she cried
+despairingly for she had kept up bravely till now and never shed a
+tear  Laurie drew his hand across his eyes but could not speak till
+he had subdued the choky feeling in his throat and steadied his lips
+It might be unmanly but he couldnt help it and I am glad of it
+Presently as Jos sobs quieted he said hopefully I dont think she
+will die  Shes so good and we all love her so much I dont believe
+God will take her away yet
+
+The good and dear people always do die groaned Jo but she stopped
+crying for her friends words cheered her up in spite of her own
+doubts and fears
+
+Poor girl youre worn out  It isnt like you to be forlorn Stop a
+bit  Ill hearten you up in a jiffy
+
+Laurie went off two stairs at a time and Jo laid her wearied head down
+on Beths little brown hood which no one had thought of moving from
+the table where she left it  It must have possessed some magic for
+the submissive spirit of its gentle owner seemed to enter into Jo and
+when Laurie came running down with a glass of wine she took it with a
+smile and said bravely I drink  Health to my Beth  You are a good
+doctor Teddy and such a comfortable friend  How can I ever pay you
+she added as the wine refreshed her body as the kind words had done
+her troubled mind
+
+Ill send my bill by and by and tonight Ill give you something that
+will warm the cockles of your heart better than quarts of wine said
+Laurie beaming at her with a face of suppressed satisfaction at
+something
+
+What is it cried Jo forgetting her woes for a minute in her wonder
+
+I telegraphed to your mother yesterday and Brooke answered shed come
+at once and shell be here tonight and everything will be all right
+Arent you glad I did it
+
+Laurie spoke very fast and turned red and excited all in a minute for
+he had kept his plot a secret for fear of disappointing the girls or
+harming Beth  Jo grew quite white flew out of her chair and the
+moment he stopped speaking she electrified him by throwing her arms
+round his neck and crying out with a joyful cry Oh Laurie  Oh
+Mother  I am so glad  She did not weep again but laughed
+hysterically and trembled and clung to her friend as if she was a
+little bewildered by the sudden news
+
+Laurie though decidedly amazed behaved with great presence of mind
+He patted her back soothingly and finding that she was recovering
+followed it up by a bashful kiss or two which brought Jo round at
+once  Holding on to the banisters she put him gently away saying
+breathlessly Oh dont  I didnt mean to it was dreadful of me but
+you were such a dear to go and do it in spite of Hannah that I couldnt
+help flying at you  Tell me all about it and dont give me wine
+again it makes me act so
+
+I dont mind laughed Laurie as he settled his tie  Why you see I
+got fidgety and so did Grandpa  We thought Hannah was overdoing the
+authority business and your mother ought to know Shed never forgive
+us if Beth  Well if anything happened you know  So I got grandpa
+to say it was high time we did something and off I pelted to the
+office yesterday for the doctor looked sober and Hannah most took my
+head off when I proposed a telegram  I never can bear to be lorded
+over so that settled my mind and I did it Your mother will come I
+know and the late train is in at two AM I shall go for her and
+youve only got to bottle up your rapture and keep Beth quiet till
+that blessed lady gets here
+
+Laurie youre an angel  How shall I ever thank you
+
+Fly at me again  I rather liked it said Laurie looking
+mischievous a thing he had not done for a fortnight
+
+No thank you  Ill do it by proxy when your grandpa comes Dont
+tease but go home and rest for youll be up half the night Bless
+you Teddy bless you
+
+Jo had backed into a corner and as she finished her speech she
+vanished precipitately into the kitchen where she sat down upon a
+dresser and told the assembled cats that she was happy oh so happy
+while Laurie departed feeling that he had made a rather neat thing of
+it
+
+Thats the interferingest chap I ever see but I forgive him and do
+hope Mrs March is coming right away said Hannah with an air of
+relief when Jo told the good news
+
+Meg had a quiet rapture and then brooded over the letter while Jo set
+the sickroom in order and Hannah knocked up a couple of pies in case
+of company unexpected  A breath of fresh air seemed to blow through
+the house and something better than sunshine brightened the quiet
+rooms  Everything appeared to feel the hopeful change  Beths bird
+began to chirp again and a half blown rose was discovered on Amys
+bush in the window The fires seemed to burn with unusual cheeriness
+and every time the girls met their pale faces broke into smiles as
+they hugged one another whispering encouragingly Mothers coming
+dear Mothers coming  Every one rejoiced but Beth  She lay in that
+heavy stupor alike unconscious of hope and joy doubt and danger It
+was a piteous sight the once rosy face so changed and vacant the once
+busy hands so weak and wasted the once smiling lips quite dumb and
+the once pretty well kept hair scattered rough and tangled on the
+pillow  All day she lay so only rousing now and then to mutter
+Water with lips so parched they could hardly shape the word  All
+day Jo and Meg hovered over her watching waiting hoping and
+trusting in God and Mother and all day the snow fell the bitter wind
+raged and the hours dragged slowly by  But night came at last and
+every time the clock struck the sisters still sitting on either side
+of the bed looked at each other with brightening eyes for each hour
+brought help nearer  The doctor had been in to say that some change
+for better or worse would probably take place about midnight at which
+time he would return
+
+Hannah quite worn out lay down on the sofa at the beds foot and fell
+fast asleep Mr Laurence marched to and fro in the parlor feeling
+that he would rather face a rebel battery than Mrs Marchs countenance
+as she entered  Laurie lay on the rug pretending to rest but staring
+into the fire with the thoughtful look which made his black eyes
+beautifully soft and clear
+
+The girls never forgot that night for no sleep came to them as they
+kept their watch with that dreadful sense of powerlessness which comes
+to us in hours like those
+
+If God spares Beth I never will complain again whispered Meg
+earnestly
+
+If god spares Beth Ill try to love and serve Him all my life
+answered Jo with equal fervor
+
+I wish I had no heart it aches so sighed Meg after a pause
+
+If life is often as hard as this I dont see how we ever shall get
+through it added her sister despondently
+
+Here the clock struck twelve and both forgot themselves in watching
+Beth for they fancied a change passed over her wan face The house was
+still as death and nothing but the wailing of the wind broke the deep
+hush  Weary Hannah slept on and no one but the sisters saw the pale
+shadow which seemed to fall upon the little bed  An hour went by and
+nothing happened except Lauries quiet departure for the station
+Another hour still no one came and anxious fears of delay in the
+storm or accidents by the way or worst of all a great grief at
+Washington haunted the girls
+
+It was past two when Jo who stood at the window thinking how dreary
+the world looked in its winding sheet of snow heard a movement by the
+bed and turning quickly saw Meg kneeling before their mothers easy
+chair with her face hidden  A dreadful fear passed coldly over Jo as
+she thought Beth is dead and Meg is afraid to tell me
+
+She was back at her post in an instant and to her excited eyes a great
+change seemed to have taken place  The fever flush and the look of
+pain were gone and the beloved little face looked so pale and peaceful
+in its utter repose that Jo felt no desire to weep or to lament
+Leaning low over this dearest of her sisters she kissed the damp
+forehead with her heart on her lips and softly whispered Good by my
+Beth  Good by
+
+As if awaked by the stir Hannah started out of her sleep hurried to
+the bed looked at Beth felt her hands listened at her lips and
+then throwing her apron over her head sat down to rock to and fro
+exclaiming under her breath The fevers turned shes sleepin
+natral her skins damp and she breathes easy  Praise be given  Oh
+my goodness me
+
+Before the girls could believe the happy truth the doctor came to
+confirm it  He was a homely man but they thought his face quite
+heavenly when he smiled and said with a fatherly look at them Yes
+my dears I think the little girl will pull through this time  Keep
+the house quiet let her sleep and when she wakes give her
+
+What they were to give neither heard for both crept into the dark
+hall and sitting on the stairs held each other close rejoicing with
+hearts too full for words  When they went back to be kissed and
+cuddled by faithful Hannah they found Beth lying as she used to do
+with her cheek pillowed on her hand the dreadful pallor gone and
+breathing quietly as if just fallen asleep
+
+If Mother would only come now said Jo as the winter night began to
+wane
+
+See said Meg coming up with a white half opened rose I thought
+this would hardly be ready to lay in Beths hand tomorrow if she went
+away from us  But it has blossomed in the night and now I mean to put
+it in my vase here so that when the darling wakes the first thing she
+sees will be the little rose and Mothers face
+
+Never had the sun risen so beautifully and never had the world seemed
+so lovely as it did to the heavy eyes of Meg and Jo as they looked out
+in the early morning when their long sad vigil was done
+
+It looks like a fairy world said Meg smiling to herself as she
+stood behind the curtain watching the dazzling sight
+
+Hark cried Jo starting to her feet
+
+Yes there was a sound of bells at the door below a cry from Hannah
+and then Lauries voice saying in a joyful whisper Girls shes come
+Shes come
+
+
+
+CHAPTER NINETEEN
+
+AMYS WILL
+
+While these things were happening at home Amy was having hard times at
+Aunt Marchs  She felt her exile deeply and for the first time in her
+life realized how much she was beloved and petted at home  Aunt March
+never petted any one she did not approve of it but she meant to be
+kind for the well behaved little girl pleased her very much and Aunt
+March had a soft place in her old heart for her nephews children
+though she didnt think it proper to confess it  She really did her
+best to make Amy happy but dear me what mistakes she made Some old
+people keep young at heart in spite of wrinkles and gray hairs can
+sympathize with childrens little cares and joys make them feel at
+home and can hide wise lessons under pleasant plays giving and
+receiving friendship in the sweetest way  But Aunt March had not this
+gift and she worried Amy very much with her rules and orders her prim
+ways and long prosy talks  Finding the child more docile and amiable
+than her sister the old lady felt it her duty to try and counteract
+as far as possible the bad effects of home freedom and indulgence  So
+she took Amy by the hand and taught her as she herself had been taught
+sixty years ago a process which carried dismay to Amys soul and made
+her feel like a fly in the web of a very strict spider
+
+She had to wash the cups every morning and polish up the old fashioned
+spoons the fat silver teapot and the glasses till they shone  Then
+she must dust the room and what a trying job that was  Not a speck
+escaped Aunt Marchs eye and all the furniture had claw legs and much
+carving which was never dusted to suit  Then Polly had to be fed the
+lap dog combed and a dozen trips upstairs and down to get things or
+deliver orders for the old lady was very lame and seldom left her big
+chair  After these tiresome labors she must do her lessons which was
+a daily trial of every virtue she possessed  Then she was allowed one
+hour for exercise or play and didnt she enjoy it
+
+Laurie came every day and wheedled Aunt March till Amy was allowed to
+go out with him when they walked and rode and had capital times
+After dinner she had to read aloud and sit still while the old lady
+slept which she usually did for an hour as she dropped off over the
+first page  Then patchwork or towels appeared and Amy sewed with
+outward meekness and inward rebellion till dusk when she was allowed
+to amuse herself as she liked till teatime  The evenings were the
+worst of all for Aunt March fell to telling long stories about her
+youth which were so unutterably dull that Amy was always ready to go
+to bed intending to cry over her hard fate but usually going to sleep
+before she had squeezed out more than a tear or two
+
+If it had not been for Laurie and old Esther the maid she felt that
+she never could have got through that dreadful time  The parrot alone
+was enough to drive her distracted for he soon felt that she did not
+admire him and revenged himself by being as mischievous as possible
+He pulled her hair whenever she came near him upset his bread and milk
+to plague her when she had newly cleaned his cage made Mop bark by
+pecking at him while Madam dozed called her names before company and
+behaved in all respects like an reprehensible old bird  Then she could
+not endure the dog a fat cross beast who snarled and yelped at her
+when she made his toilet and who lay on his back with all his legs in
+the air and a most idiotic expression of countenance when he wanted
+something to eat which was about a dozen times a day  The cook was
+bad tempered the old coachman was deaf and Esther the only one who
+ever took any notice of the young lady
+
+Esther was a Frenchwoman who had lived with Madame as she called her
+mistress for many years and who rather tyrannized over the old lady
+who could not get along without her Her real name was Estelle but
+Aunt March ordered her to change it and she obeyed on condition that
+she was never asked to change her religion  She took a fancy to
+Mademoiselle and amused her very much with odd stories of her life in
+France when Amy sat with her while she got up Madames laces  She
+also allowed her to roam about the great house and examine the curious
+and pretty things stored away in the big wardrobes and the ancient
+chests for Aunt March hoarded like a magpie  Amys chief delight was
+an Indian cabinet full of queer drawers little pigeonholes and
+secret places in which were kept all sorts of ornaments some
+precious some merely curious all more or less antique To examine and
+arrange these things gave Amy great satisfaction especially the jewel
+cases in which on velvet cushions reposed the ornaments which had
+adorned a belle forty years ago  There was the garnet set which Aunt
+March wore when she came out the pearls her father gave her on her
+wedding day her lovers diamonds the jet mourning rings and pins the
+queer lockets with portraits of dead friends and weeping willows made
+of hair inside the baby bracelets her one little daughter had worn
+Uncle Marchs big watch with the red seal so many childish hands had
+played with and in a box all by itself lay Aunt Marchs wedding ring
+too small now for her fat finger but put carefully away like the most
+precious jewel of them all
+
+Which would Mademoiselle choose if she had her will asked Esther
+who always sat near to watch over and lock up the valuables
+
+I like the diamonds best but there is no necklace among them and Im
+fond of necklaces they are so becoming  I should choose this if I
+might replied Amy looking with great admiration at a string of gold
+and ebony beads from which hung a heavy cross of the same
+
+I too covet that but not as a necklace  Ah no  To me it is a
+rosary and as such I should use it like a good catholic said Esther
+eyeing the handsome thing wistfully
+
+Is it meant to use as you use the string of good smelling wooden beads
+hanging over your glass asked Amy
+
+Truly yes to pray with  It would be pleasing to the saints if one
+used so fine a rosary as this instead of wearing it as a vain bijou
+
+You seem to take a great deal of comfort in your prayers Esther and
+always come down looking quiet and satisfied  I wish I could
+
+If Mademoiselle was a Catholic she would find true comfort but as
+that is not to be it would be well if you went apart each day to
+meditate and pray as did the good mistress whom I served before
+Madame  She had a little chapel and in it found solacement for much
+trouble
+
+Would it be right for me to do so too asked Amy who in her
+loneliness felt the need of help of some sort and found that she was
+apt to forget her little book now that Beth was not there to remind
+her of it
+
+It would be excellent and charming and I shall gladly arrange the
+little dressing room for you if you like it  Say nothing to Madame
+but when she sleeps go you and sit alone a while to think good
+thoughts and pray the dear God preserve your sister
+
+Esther was truly pious and quite sincere in her advice for she had an
+affectionate heart and felt much for the sisters in their anxiety
+Amy liked the idea and gave her leave to arrange the light closet next
+her room hoping it would do her good
+
+I wish I knew where all these pretty things would go when Aunt March
+dies she said as she slowly replaced the shining rosary and shut the
+jewel cases one by one
+
+To you and your sisters  I know it Madame confides in me I
+witnessed her will and it is to be so whispered Esther smiling
+
+
+How nice  But I wish shed let us have them now Procrastination is
+not agreeable observed Amy taking a last look at the diamonds
+
+It is too soon yet for the young ladies to wear these things The
+first one who is affianced will have the pearls Madame has said it
+and I have a fancy that the little turquoise ring will be given to you
+when you go for Madame approves your good behavior and charming
+manners
+
+Do you think so  Oh Ill be a lamb if I can only have that lovely
+ring  Its ever so much prettier than Kitty Bryants  I do like Aunt
+March after all And Amy tried on the blue ring with a delighted face
+and a firm resolve to earn it
+
+From that day she was a model of obedience and the old lady
+complacently admired the success of her training  Esther fitted up the
+closet with a little table placed a footstool before it and over it a
+picture taken from one of the shut up rooms  She thought it was of no
+great value but being appropriate she borrowed it well knowing that
+Madame would never know it nor care if she did  It was however a
+very valuable copy of one of the famous pictures of the world and
+Amys beauty loving eyes were never tired of looking up at the sweet
+face of the Divine Mother while her tender thoughts of her own were
+busy at her heart  On the table she laid her little testament and
+hymnbook kept a vase always full of the best flowers Laurie brought
+her and came every day to sit alone thinking good thoughts and
+praying the dear God to preserve her sister  Esther had given her a
+rosary of black beads with a silver cross but Amy hung it up and did
+not use it feeling doubtful as to its fitness for Protestant prayers
+
+The little girl was very sincere in all this for being left alone
+outside the safe home nest she felt the need of some kind hand to hold
+by so sorely that she instinctively turned to the strong and tender
+Friend whose fatherly love most closely surrounds His little children
+She missed her mothers help to understand and rule herself but having
+been taught where to look she did her best to find the way and walk in
+it confidingly  But Amy was a young pilgrim and just now her burden
+seemed very heavy She tried to forget herself to keep cheerful and
+be satisfied with doing right though no one saw or praised her for it
+In her first effort at being very very good she decided to make her
+will as Aunt March had done so that if she did fall ill and die her
+possessions might be justly and generously divided  It cost her a pang
+even to think of giving up the little treasures which in her eyes were
+as precious as the old ladys jewels
+
+During one of her play hours she wrote out the important document as
+well as she could with some help from Esther as to certain legal
+terms and when the good natured Frenchwoman had signed her name Amy
+felt relieved and laid it by to show Laurie whom she wanted as a
+second witness  As it was a rainy day she went upstairs to amuse
+herself in one of the large chambers and took Polly with her for
+company  In this room there was a wardrobe full of old fashioned
+costumes with which Esther allowed her to play and it was her favorite
+amusement to array herself in the faded brocades and parade up and
+down before the long mirror making stately curtsies and sweeping her
+train about with a rustle which delighted her ears  So busy was she on
+this day that she did not hear Lauries ring nor see his face peeping
+in at her as she gravely promenaded to and fro flirting her fan and
+tossing her head on which she wore a great pink turban contrasting
+oddly with her blue brocade dress and yellow quilted petticoat  She
+was obliged to walk carefully for she had on high heeled shoes and as
+Laurie told Jo afterward it was a comical sight to see her mince along
+in her gay suit with Polly sidling and bridling just behind her
+imitating her as well as he could and occasionally stopping to laugh
+or exclaim Aint we fine Get along you fright  Hold your tongue
+Kiss me dear  Ha Ha
+
+Having with difficulty restrained an explosion of merriment lest it
+should offend her majesty Laurie tapped and was graciously received
+
+Sit down and rest while I put these things away then I want to
+consult you about a very serious matter said Amy when she had shown
+her splendor and driven Polly into a corner  That bird is the trial
+of my life she continued removing the pink mountain from her head
+while Laurie seated himself astride a chair
+
+Yesterday when Aunt was asleep and I was trying to be as still as a
+mouse Polly began to squall and flap about in his cage so I went to
+let him out and found a big spider there  I poked it out and it ran
+under the bookcase  Polly marched straight after it stooped down and
+peeped under the bookcase saying in his funny way with a cock of his
+eye Come out and take a walk my dear I couldnt help laughing
+which made Poll swear and Aunt woke up and scolded us both
+
+Did the spider accept the old fellows invitation asked Laurie
+yawning
+
+Yes out it came and away ran Polly frightened to death and
+scrambled up on Aunts chair calling out Catch her Catch her Catch
+her as I chased the spider
+
+Thats a lie  Oh lor cried the parrot pecking at Lauries toes
+
+Id wring your neck if you were mine you old torment cried Laurie
+shaking his fist at the bird who put his head on one side and gravely
+croaked Allyluyer bless your buttons dear
+
+Now Im ready said Amy shutting the wardrobe and taking a piece of
+paper out of her pocket  I want you to read that please and tell me
+if it is legal and right  I felt I ought to do it for life is
+uncertain and I dont want any ill feeling over my tomb
+
+Laurie bit his lips and turning a little from the pensive speaker
+read the following document with praiseworthy gravity considering the
+spelling:
+
+MY LAST WILL AND TESTIMENT
+
+I Amy Curtis March being in my sane mind go give and bequeethe all
+my earthly property viz to wit: namely
+
+To my father my best pictures sketches maps and works of art
+including frames  Also my $100 to do what he likes with
+
+To my mother all my clothes except the blue apron with pockets also
+my likeness and my medal with much love
+
+To my dear sister Margaret I give my turkquoise ring (if I get it)
+also my green box with the doves on it also my piece of real lace for
+her neck and my sketch of her as a memorial of her little girl
+
+To Jo I leave my breastpin the one mended with sealing wax also my
+bronze inkstand she lost the cover and my most precious plaster
+rabbit because I am sorry I burned up her story
+
+To Beth (if she lives after me) I give my dolls and the little bureau
+my fan my linen collars and my new slippers if she can wear them being
+thin when she gets well  And I herewith also leave her my regret that
+I ever made fun of old Joanna
+
+To my friend and neighbor Theodore Laurence I bequeethe my paper mashay
+portfolio my clay model of a horse though he did say it hadnt any
+neck  Also in return for his great kindness in the hour of affliction
+any one of my artistic works he likes Noter Dame is the best
+
+To our venerable benefactor Mr Laurence I leave my purple box with a
+looking glass in the cover which will be nice for his pens and remind
+him of the departed girl who thanks him for his favors to her family
+especially Beth
+
+I wish my favorite playmate Kitty Bryant to have the blue silk apron
+and my gold bead ring with a kiss
+
+To Hannah I give the bandbox she wanted and all the patchwork I leave
+hoping she will remember me when it you see
+
+And now having disposed of my most valuable property I hope all will be
+satisfied and not blame the dead  I forgive everyone and trust we may
+all meet when the trump shall sound  Amen
+
+To this will and testiment I set my hand and seal on this 20th day of
+Nov  Anni Domino 1861
+
+Amy Curtis March
+
+Witnesses:
+
+Estelle Valnor Theodore Laurence
+
+
+The last name was written in pencil and Amy explained that he was to
+rewrite it in ink and seal it up for her properly
+
+What put it into your head  Did anyone tell you about Beths giving
+away her things asked Laurie soberly as Amy laid a bit of red tape
+with sealing wax a taper and a standish before him
+
+She explained and then asked anxiously What about Beth
+
+Im sorry I spoke but as I did Ill tell you  She felt so ill one
+day that she told Jo she wanted to give her piano to Meg her cats to
+you and the poor old doll to Jo who would love it for her sake  She
+was sorry she had so little to give and left locks of hair to the rest
+of us and her best love to Grandpa  She never thought of a will
+
+Laurie was signing and sealing as he spoke and did not look up till a
+great tear dropped on the paper  Amys face was full of trouble but
+she only said Dont people put sort of postscripts to their wills
+sometimes
+
+Yes codicils they call them
+
+Put one in mine then that I wish all my curls cut off and given
+round to my friends  I forgot it but I want it done though it will
+spoil my looks
+
+Laurie added it smiling at Amys last and greatest sacrifice Then he
+amused her for an hour and was much interested in all her trials  But
+when he came to go Amy held him back to whisper with trembling lips
+Is there really any danger about Beth
+
+Im afraid there is but we must hope for the best so dont cry
+dear  And Laurie put his arm about her with a brotherly gesture which
+was very comforting
+
+When he had gone she went to her little chapel and sitting in the
+twilight prayed for Beth with streaming tears and an aching heart
+feeling that a million turquoise rings would not console her for the
+loss of her gentle little sister
+
+
+
+CHAPTER TWENTY
+
+CONFIDENTIAL
+
+I dont think I have any words in which to tell the meeting of the
+mother and daughters  Such hours are beautiful to live but very hard
+to describe so I will leave it to the imagination of my readers
+merely saying that the house was full of genuine happiness and that
+Megs tender hope was realized for when Beth woke from that long
+healing sleep the first objects on which her eyes fell were the little
+rose and Mothers face  Too weak to wonder at anything she only
+smiled and nestled close in the loving arms about her feeling that the
+hungry longing was satisfied at last  Then she slept again and the
+girls waited upon their mother for she would not unclasp the thin hand
+which clung to hers even in sleep
+
+Hannah had dished up an astonishing breakfast for the traveler
+finding it impossible to vent her excitement in any other way and Meg
+and Jo fed their mother like dutiful young storks while they listened
+to her whispered account of Fathers state Mr Brookes promise to
+stay and nurse him the delays which the storm occasioned on the
+homeward journey and the unspeakable comfort Lauries hopeful face had
+given her when she arrived worn out with fatigue anxiety and cold
+
+What a strange yet pleasant day that was  So brilliant and gay
+without for all the world seemed abroad to welcome the first snow  So
+quiet and reposeful within for everyone slept spent with watching
+and a Sabbath stillness reigned through the house while nodding Hannah
+mounted guard at the door  With a blissful sense of burdens lifted
+off Meg and Jo closed their weary eyes and lay at rest like
+storm beaten boats safe at anchor in a quiet harbor  Mrs March would
+not leave Beths side but rested in the big chair waking often to
+look at touch and brood over her child like a miser over some
+recovered treasure
+
+Laurie meanwhile posted off to comfort Amy and told his story so well
+that Aunt March actually sniffed herself and never once said I told
+you so  Amy came out so strong on this occasion that I think the good
+thoughts in the little chapel really began to bear fruit  She dried
+her tears quickly restrained her impatience to see her mother and
+never even thought of the turquoise ring when the old lady heartily
+agreed in Lauries opinion that she behaved like a capital little
+woman  Even Polly seemed impressed for he called her a good girl
+blessed her buttons and begged her to come and take a walk dear in
+his most affable tone  She would very gladly have gone out to enjoy
+the bright wintry weather but discovering that Laurie was dropping
+with sleep in spite of manful efforts to conceal the fact she
+persuaded him to rest on the sofa while she wrote a note to her
+mother  She was a long time about it and when she returned he was
+stretched out with both arms under his head sound asleep while Aunt
+March had pulled down the curtains and sat doing nothing in an unusual
+fit of benignity
+
+After a while they began to think he was not going to wake up till
+night and Im not sure that he would had he not been effectually
+roused by Amys cry of joy at sight of her mother There probably were
+a good many happy little girls in and about the city that day but it
+is my private opinion that Amy was the happiest of all when she sat in
+her mothers lap and told her trials receiving consolation and
+compensation in the shape of approving smiles and fond caresses  They
+were alone together in the chapel to which her mother did not object
+when its purpose was explained to her
+
+On the contrary I like it very much dear looking from the dusty
+rosary to the well worn little book and the lovely picture with its
+garland of evergreen  It is an excellent plan to have some place
+where we can go to be quiet when things vex or grieve us  There are a
+good many hard times in this life of ours but we can always bear them
+if we ask help in the right way  I think my little girl is learning
+this
+
+Yes Mother and when I go home I mean to have a corner in the big
+closet to put my books and the copy of that picture which Ive tried to
+make  The womans face is not good its too beautiful for me to draw
+but the baby is done better and I love it very much  I like to think
+He was a little child once for then I dont seem so far away and that
+helps me
+
+As Amy pointed to the smiling Christ child on his Mothers knee Mrs
+March saw something on the lifted hand that made her smile  She said
+nothing but Amy understood the look and after a minutes pause she
+added gravely I wanted to speak to you about this but I forgot it
+Aunt gave me the ring today  She called me to her and kissed me and
+put it on my finger and said I was a credit to her and shed like to
+keep me always She gave that funny guard to keep the turquoise on as
+its too big  Id like to wear them Mother can I
+
+They are very pretty but I think youre rather too young for such
+ornaments Amy said Mrs March looking at the plump little hand
+with the band of sky blue stones on the forefinger and the quaint
+guard formed of two tiny golden hands clasped together
+
+Ill try not to be vain said Amy  I dont think I like it only
+because its so pretty but I want to wear it as the girl in the story
+wore her bracelet to remind me of something
+
+Do you mean Aunt March asked her mother laughing
+
+No to remind me not to be selfish  Amy looked so earnest and
+sincere about it that her mother stopped laughing and listened
+respectfully to the little plan
+
+Ive thought a great deal lately about my bundle of naughties and
+being selfish is the largest one in it so Im going to try hard to
+cure it if I can  Beth isnt selfish and thats the reason everyone
+loves her and feels so bad at the thoughts of losing her  People
+wouldnt feel so bad about me if I was sick and I dont deserve to
+have them but Id like to be loved and missed by a great many friends
+so Im going to try and be like Beth all I can  Im apt to forget my
+resolutions but if I had something always about me to remind me I
+guess I should do better  May we try this way
+
+Yes but I have more faith in the corner of the big closet Wear your
+ring dear and do your best  I think you will prosper for the
+sincere wish to be good is half the battle  Now I must go back to
+Beth  Keep up your heart little daughter and we will soon have you
+home again
+
+That evening while Meg was writing to her father to report the
+travelers safe arrival Jo slipped upstairs into Beths room and
+finding her mother in her usual place stood a minute twisting her
+fingers in her hair with a worried gesture and an undecided look
+
+What is it deary asked Mrs March holding out her hand with a
+face which invited confidence
+
+I want to tell you something Mother
+
+About Meg
+
+How quickly you guessed  Yes its about her and though its a
+little thing it fidgets me
+
+Beth is asleep  Speak low and tell me all about it  That Moffat
+hasnt been here I hope asked Mrs March rather sharply
+
+No  I should have shut the door in his face if he had said Jo
+settling herself on the floor at her mothers feet  Last summer Meg
+left a pair of gloves over at the Laurences and only one was returned
+We forgot about it till Teddy told me that Mr Brooke owned that he
+liked Meg but didnt dare say so she was so young and he so poor
+Now isnt it a dreadful state of things
+
+Do you think Meg cares for him asked Mrs March with an anxious
+look
+
+Mercy me  I dont know anything about love and such nonsense cried
+Jo with a funny mixture of interest and contempt In novels the
+girls show it by starting and blushing fainting away growing thin
+and acting like fools  Now Meg does not do anything of the sort  She
+eats and drinks and sleeps like a sensible creature she looks straight
+in my face when I talk about that man and only blushes a little bit
+when Teddy jokes about lovers  I forbid him to do it but he doesnt
+mind me as he ought
+
+Then you fancy that Meg is not interested in John
+
+Who cried Jo staring
+
+Mr Brooke  I call him John now  We fell into the way of doing so
+at the hospital and he likes it
+
+Oh dear  I know youll take his part  Hes been good to Father and
+you wont send him away but let Meg marry him if she wants to  Mean
+thing  To go petting Papa and helping you just to wheedle you into
+liking him And Jo pulled her hair again with a wrathful tweak
+
+My dear dont get angry about it and I will tell you how it
+happened  John went with me at Mr Laurences request and was so
+devoted to poor Father that we couldnt help getting fond of him  He
+was perfectly open and honorable about Meg for he told us he loved
+her but would earn a comfortable home before he asked her to marry
+him  He only wanted our leave to love her and work for her and the
+right to make her love him if he could He is a truly excellent young
+man and we could not refuse to listen to him but I will not consent
+to Megs engaging herself so young
+
+Of course not  It would be idiotic  I knew there was mischief
+brewing  I felt it and now its worse than I imagined I just wish I
+could marry Meg myself and keep her safe in the family
+
+This odd arrangement made Mrs March smile but she said gravely Jo
+I confide in you and dont wish you to say anything to Meg yet  When
+John comes back and I see them together I can judge better of her
+feelings toward him
+
+Shell see those handsome eyes that she talks about and then it will
+be all up with her  Shes got such a soft heart it will melt like
+butter in the sun if anyone looks sentimentlly at her  She read the
+short reports he sent more than she did your letters and pinched me
+when I spoke of it and likes brown eyes and doesnt think John an
+ugly name and shell go and fall in love and theres an end of peace
+and fun and cozy times together I see it all  Theyll go lovering
+around the house and we shall have to dodge  Meg will be absorbed and
+no good to me any more Brooke will scratch up a fortune somehow carry
+her off and make a hole in the family and I shall break my heart and
+everything will be abominably uncomfortable  Oh dear me  Why werent
+we all boys then there wouldnt be any bother
+
+Jo leaned her chin on her knees in a disconsolate attitude and shook
+her fist at the reprehensible John  Mrs March sighed and Jo looked
+up with an air of relief
+
+You dont like it Mother  Im glad of it  Lets send him about his
+business and not tell Meg a word of it but all be happy together as
+we always have been
+
+I did wrong to sigh Jo  It is natural and right you should all go to
+homes of your own in time but I do want to keep my girls as long as I
+can and I am sorry that this happened so soon for Meg is only
+seventeen and it will be some years before John can make a home for
+her  Your father and I have agreed that she shall not bind herself in
+any way nor be married before twenty  If she and John love one
+another they can wait and test the love by doing so  She is
+conscientious and I have no fear of her treating him unkindly  My
+pretty tender hearted girl  I hope things will go happily with her
+
+Hadnt you rather have her marry a rich man asked Jo as her
+mothers voice faltered a little over the last words
+
+Money is a good and useful thing Jo and I hope my girls will never
+feel the need of it too bitterly nor be tempted by too much  I should
+like to know that John was firmly established in some good business
+which gave him an income large enough to keep free from debt and make
+Meg comfortable  Im not ambitious for a splendid fortune a
+fashionable position or a great name for my girls  If rank and money
+come with love and virtue also I should accept them gratefully and
+enjoy your good fortune but I know by experience how much genuine
+happiness can be had in a plain little house where the daily bread is
+earned and some privations give sweetness to the few pleasures  I am
+content to see Meg begin humbly for if I am not mistaken she will be
+rich in the possession of a good mans heart and that is better than a
+fortune
+
+I understand Mother and quite agree but Im disappointed about Meg
+for Id planned to have her marry Teddy by and by and sit in the lap of
+luxury all her days  Wouldnt it be nice asked Jo looking up with a
+brighter face
+
+He is younger than she you know began Mrs March but Jo broke in
+
+Only a little hes old for his age and tall and can be quite
+grown up in his manners if he likes  Then hes rich and generous and
+good and loves us all and I say its a pity my plan is spoiled
+
+Im afraid Laurie is hardly grown up enough for Meg and altogether
+too much of a weathercock just now for anyone to depend on  Dont make
+plans Jo but let time and their own hearts mate your friends  We
+cant meddle safely in such matters and had better not get romantic
+rubbish as you call it into our heads lest it spoil our friendship
+
+Well I wont but I hate to see things going all crisscross and
+getting snarled up when a pull here and a snip there would straighten
+it out  I wish wearing flatirons on our heads would keep us from
+growing up  But buds will be roses and kittens cats mores the pity
+
+Whats that about flatirons and cats asked Meg as she crept into
+the room with the finished letter in her hand
+
+Only one of my stupid speeches  Im going to bed  Come Peggy said
+Jo unfolding herself like an animated puzzle
+
+Quite right and beautifully written  Please add that I send my love
+to John said Mrs March as she glanced over the letter and gave it
+back
+
+Do you call him John asked Meg smiling with her innocent eyes
+looking down into her mothers
+
+Yes he has been like a son to us and we are very fond of him
+replied Mrs March returning the look with a keen one
+
+Im glad of that he is so lonely  Good night Mother dear  It is
+so inexpressibly comfortable to have you here was Megs answer
+
+The kiss her mother gave her was a very tender one and as she went
+away Mrs March said with a mixture of satisfaction and regret She
+does not love John yet but will soon learn to
+
+
+
+CHAPTER TWENTY ONE
+
+LAURIE MAKES MISCHIEF AND JO MAKES PEACE
+
+Jos face was a study next day for the secret rather weighed upon her
+and she found it hard not to look mysterious and important  Meg
+observed it but did not trouble herself to make inquiries for she had
+learned that the best way to manage Jo was by the law of contraries so
+she felt sure of being told everything if she did not ask  She was
+rather surprised therefore when the silence remained unbroken and Jo
+assumed a patronizing air which decidedly aggravated Meg who in turn
+assumed an air of dignified reserve and devoted herself to her mother
+This left Jo to her own devices for Mrs March had taken her place as
+nurse and bade her rest exercise and amuse herself after her long
+confinement  Amy being gone Laurie was her only refuge and much as
+she enjoyed his society she rather dreaded him just then for he was
+an incorrigible tease and she feared he would coax the secret from her
+
+She was quite right for the mischief loving lad no sooner suspected a
+mystery than he set himself to find it out and led Jo a trying life of
+it  He wheedled bribed ridiculed threatened and scolded affected
+indifference that he might surprise the truth from her declared he
+knew then that he didnt care and at last by dint of perseverance
+he satisfied himself that it concerned Meg and Mr Brooke  Feeling
+indignant that he was not taken into his tutors confidence he set his
+wits to work to devise some proper retaliation for the slight
+
+Meg meanwhile had apparently forgotten the matter and was absorbed in
+preparations for her fathers return but all of a sudden a change
+seemed to come over her and for a day or two she was quite unlike
+herself  She started when spoken to blushed when looked at was very
+quiet and sat over her sewing with a timid troubled look on her
+face  To her mothers inquiries she answered that she was quite well
+and Jos she silenced by begging to be let alone
+
+She feels it in the air love I mean and shes going very fast
+Shes got most of the symptoms is twittery and cross doesnt eat
+lies awake and mopes in corners  I caught her singing that song he
+gave her and once she said John as you do and then turned as red
+as a poppy  Whatever shall we do said Jo looking ready for any
+measures however violent
+
+Nothing but wait  Let her alone be kind and patient and Fathers
+coming will settle everything replied her mother
+
+Heres a note to you Meg all sealed up  How odd Teddy never seals
+mine said Jo next day as she distributed the contents of the little
+post office
+
+Mrs March and Jo were deep in their own affairs when a sound from Meg
+made them look up to see her staring at her note with a frightened face
+
+My child what is it cried her mother running to her while Jo
+tried to take the paper which had done the mischief
+
+Its all a mistake he didnt send it  Oh Jo how could you do it
+and Meg hid her face in her hands crying as if her heart were quite
+broken
+
+Me  Ive done nothing  Whats she talking about cried Jo
+bewildered
+
+Megs mild eyes kindled with anger as she pulled a crumpled note from
+her pocket and threw it at Jo saying reproachfully You wrote it and
+that bad boy helped you  How could you be so rude so mean and cruel
+to us both
+
+Jo hardly heard her for she and her mother were reading the note
+which was written in a peculiar hand
+
+
+My Dearest Margaret
+
+I can no longer restrain my passion and must know my fate before I
+return  I dare not tell your parents yet but I think they would
+consent if they knew that we adored one another  Mr Laurence will
+help me to some good place and then my sweet girl you will make me
+happy  I implore you to say nothing to your family yet but to send
+one word of hope through Laurie to
+
+Your devoted John
+
+
+Oh the little villain  Thats the way he meant to pay me for keeping
+my word to Mother  Ill give him a hearty scolding and bring him over
+to beg pardon cried Jo burning to execute immediate justice  But
+her mother held her back saying with a look she seldom wore
+
+Stop Jo you must clear yourself first  You have played so many
+pranks that I am afraid you have had a hand in this
+
+On my word Mother I havent  I never saw that note before and
+dont know anything about it as true as I live said Jo so earnestly
+that they believed her  If I had taken part in it Id have done it
+better than this and have written a sensible note  I should think
+youd have known Mr Brooke wouldnt write such stuff as that she
+added scornfully tossing down the paper
+
+Its like his writing faltered Meg comparing it with the note in
+her hand
+
+Oh Meg you didnt answer it cried Mrs March quickly
+
+Yes I did and Meg hid her face again overcome with shame
+
+Heres a scrape  Do let me bring that wicked boy over to explain and
+be lectured  I cant rest till I get hold of him And Jo made for the
+door again
+
+Hush  Let me handle this for it is worse than I thought Margaret
+tell me the whole story commanded Mrs March sitting down by Meg
+yet keeping hold of Jo lest she should fly off
+
+I received the first letter from Laurie who didnt look as if he knew
+anything about it began Meg without looking up I was worried at
+first and meant to tell you then I remembered how you liked Mr
+Brooke so I thought you wouldnt mind if I kept my little secret for a
+few days  Im so silly that I liked to think no one knew and while I
+was deciding what to say I felt like the girls in books who have such
+things to do  Forgive me Mother Im paid for my silliness now  I
+never can look him in the face again
+
+What did you say to him asked Mrs March
+
+I only said I was too young to do anything about it yet that I didnt
+wish to have secrets from you and he must speak to father  I was very
+grateful for his kindness and would be his friend but nothing more
+for a long while
+
+Mrs March smiled as if well pleased and Jo clapped her hands
+exclaiming with a laugh You are almost equal to Caroline Percy who
+was a pattern of prudence  Tell on Meg What did he say to that
+
+He writes in a different way entirely telling me that he never sent
+any love letter at all and is very sorry that my roguish sister Jo
+should take liberties with our names  Its very kind and respectful
+but think how dreadful for me
+
+Meg leaned against her mother looking the image of despair and Jo
+tramped about the room calling Laurie names  All of a sudden she
+stopped caught up the two notes and after looking at them closely
+said decidedly I dont believe Brooke ever saw either of these
+letters  Teddy wrote both and keeps yours to crow over me with
+because I wouldnt tell him my secret
+
+Dont have any secrets Jo  Tell it to Mother and keep out of
+trouble as I should have done said Meg warningly
+
+Bless you child  Mother told me
+
+That will do Jo  Ill comfort Meg while you go and get Laurie  I
+shall sift the matter to the bottom and put a stop to such pranks at
+once
+
+Away ran Jo and Mrs March gently told Meg Mr Brookes real feelings
+Now dear what are your own  Do you love him enough to wait till he
+can make a home for you or will you keep yourself quite free for the
+present
+
+Ive been so scared and worried I dont want to have anything to do
+with lovers for a long while perhaps never answered Meg petulantly
+If John doesnt know anything about this nonsense dont tell him and
+make Jo and Laurie hold their tongues  I wont be deceived and plagued
+and made a fool of Its a shame
+
+Seeing Megs usually gentle temper was roused and her pride hurt by
+this mischievous joke Mrs March soothed her by promises of entire
+silence and great discretion for the future  The instant Lauries step
+was heard in the hall Meg fled into the study and Mrs March received
+the culprit alone Jo had not told him why he was wanted fearing he
+wouldnt come but he knew the minute he saw Mrs Marchs face and
+stood twirling his hat with a guilty air which convicted him at once
+Jo was dismissed but chose to march up and down the hall like a
+sentinel having some fear that the prisoner might bolt  The sound of
+voices in the parlor rose and fell for half an hour but what happened
+during that interview the girls never knew
+
+When they were called in Laurie was standing by their mother with such
+a penitent face that Jo forgave him on the spot but did not think it
+wise to betray the fact  Meg received his humble apology and was much
+comforted by the assurance that Brooke knew nothing of the joke
+
+Ill never tell him to my dying day wild horses shant drag it out of
+me so youll forgive me Meg and Ill do anything to show how
+out and out sorry I am he added looking very much ashamed of himself
+
+Ill try but it was a very ungentlemanly thing to do I didnt think
+you could be so sly and malicious Laurie replied Meg trying to hide
+her maidenly confusion under a gravely reproachful air
+
+It was altogether abominable and I dont deserve to be spoken to for
+a month but you will though wont you And Laurie folded his hands
+together with such and imploring gesture as he spoke in his
+irresistibly persuasive tone that it was impossible to frown upon him
+in spite of his scandalous behavior
+
+Meg pardoned him and Mrs Marchs grave face relaxed in spite of her
+efforts to keep sober when she heard him declare that he would atone
+for his sins by all sorts of penances and abase himself like a worm
+before the injured damsel
+
+Jo stood aloof meanwhile trying to harden her heart against him and
+succeeding only in primming up her face into an expression of entire
+disapprobation  Laurie looked at her once or twice but as she showed
+no sign of relenting he felt injured and turned his back on her till
+the others were done with him when he made her a low bow and walked
+off without a word
+
+As soon as he had gone she wished she had been more forgiving and
+when Meg and her mother went upstairs she felt lonely and longed for
+Teddy  After resisting for some time she yielded to the impulse and
+armed with a book to return went over to the big house
+
+Is Mr Laurence in asked Jo of a housemaid who was coming
+downstairs
+
+Yes Miss but I dont believe hes seeable just yet
+
+Why not  Is he ill
+
+La no Miss but hes had a scene with Mr Laurie who is in one of
+his tantrums about something which vexes the old gentleman so I
+dursnt go nigh him
+
+Where is Laurie
+
+Shut up in his room and he wont answer though Ive been a tapping
+I dont know whats to become of the dinner for its ready and
+theres no one to eat it
+
+Ill go and see what the matter is  Im not afraid of either of them
+
+Up went Jo and knocked smartly on the door of Lauries little study
+
+Stop that or Ill open the door and make you called out the young
+gentleman in a threatening tone
+
+Jo immediately knocked again  The door flew open and in she bounced
+before Laurie could recover from his surprise  Seeing that he really
+was out of temper Jo who knew how to manage him assumed a contrite
+expression and going artistically down upon her knees said meekly
+Please forgive me for being so cross  I came to make it up and cant
+go away till I have
+
+Its all right  Get up and dont be a goose Jo was the cavalier
+reply to her petition
+
+Thank you I will  Could I ask whats the matter  You dont look
+exactly easy in your mind
+
+Ive been shaken and I wont bear it growled Laurie indignantly
+
+Who did it demanded Jo
+
+Grandfather  If it had been anyone else Id have And the injured
+youth finished his sentence by an energetic gesture of the right arm
+
+Thats nothing  I often shake you and you dont mind said Jo
+soothingly
+
+Pooh  Youre a girl and its fun but Ill allow no man to shake me
+
+I dont think anyone would care to try it if you looked as much like
+a thundercloud as you do now  Why were you treated so
+
+Just because I wouldnt say what your mother wanted me for Id
+promised not to tell and of course I wasnt going to break my word
+
+Couldnt you satisfy your grandpa in any other way
+
+No he would have the truth the whole truth and nothing but the
+truth  Id have told my part of the scrape if I could without
+bringing Meg in  As I couldnt I held my tongue and bore the
+scolding till the old gentleman collared me  Then I bolted for fear I
+should forget myself
+
+It wasnt nice but hes sorry I know so go down and make up  Ill
+help you
+
+Hanged if I do  Im not going to be lectured and pummelled by
+everyone just for a bit of a frolic  I was sorry about Meg and
+begged pardon like a man but I wont do it again when I wasnt in the
+wrong
+
+He didnt know that
+
+He ought to trust me and not act as if I was a baby  Its no use
+Jo hes got to learn that Im able to take care of myself and dont
+need anyones apron string to hold on by
+
+What pepper pots you are sighed Jo  How do you mean to settle this
+affair
+
+Well he ought to beg pardon and believe me when I say I cant tell
+him what the fusss about
+
+Bless you  He wont do that
+
+I wont go down till he does
+
+Now Teddy be sensible  Let it pass and Ill explain what I can
+You cant stay here so whats the use of being melodramatic
+
+I dont intend to stay here long anyway  Ill slip off and take a
+journey somewhere and when Grandpa misses me hell come round fast
+enough
+
+I dare say but you ought not to go and worry him
+
+Dont preach  Ill go to Washington and see Brooke  Its gay there
+and Ill enjoy myself after the troubles
+
+What fun youd have  I wish I could run off too said Jo forgetting
+her part of mentor in lively visions of martial life at the capital
+
+Come on then  Why not  You go and surprise your father and Ill
+stir up old Brooke  It would be a glorious joke  Lets do it Jo
+Well leave a letter saying we are all right and trot off at once
+Ive got money enough  It will do you good and no harm as you go to
+your father
+
+For a moment Jo looked as if she would agree for wild as the plan was
+it just suited her  She was tired of care and confinement longed for
+change and thoughts of her father blended temptingly with the novel
+charms of camps and hospitals liberty and fun  Her eyes kindled as
+they turned wistfully toward the window but they fell on the old house
+opposite and she shook her head with sorrowful decision
+
+If I was a boy wed run away together and have a capital time but
+as Im a miserable girl I must be proper and stop at home Dont tempt
+me Teddy its a crazy plan
+
+Thats the fun of it began Laurie who had got a willful fit on him
+and was possessed to break out of bounds in some way
+
+Hold your tongue cried Jo covering her ears  Prunes and prisms
+are my doom and I may as well make up my mind to it  I came here to
+moralize not to hear things that make me skip to think of
+
+I know Meg would wet blanket such a proposal but I thought you had
+more spirit began Laurie insinuatingly
+
+Bad boy be quiet  Sit down and think of your own sins dont go
+making me add to mine  If I get your grandpa to apologize for the
+shaking will you give up running away asked Jo seriously
+
+Yes but you wont do it answered Laurie who wished to make up but
+felt that his outraged dignity must be appeased first
+
+If I can manage the young one I can the old one muttered Jo as she
+walked away leaving Laurie bent over a railroad map with his head
+propped up on both hands
+
+Come in and Mr Laurences gruff voice sounded gruffer than ever as
+Jo tapped at his door
+
+Its only me Sir come to return a book she said blandly as she
+entered
+
+Want any more asked the old gentleman looking grim and vexed but
+trying not to show it
+
+Yes please  I like old Sam so well I think Ill try the second
+volume returned Jo hoping to propitiate him by accepting a second
+dose of Boswells Johnson as he had recommended that lively work
+
+The shaggy eyebrows unbent a little as he rolled the steps toward the
+shelf where the Johnsonian literature was placed  Jo skipped up and
+sitting on the top step affected to be searching for her book but was
+really wondering how best to introduce the dangerous object of her
+visit  Mr Laurence seemed to suspect that something was brewing in
+her mind for after taking several brisk turns about the room he faced
+round on her speaking so abruptly that Rasselas tumbled face downward
+on the floor
+
+What has that boy been about  Dont try to shield him  I know he has
+been in mischief by the way he acted when he came home  I cant get a
+word from him and when I threatened to shake the truth out of him he
+bolted upstairs and locked himself into his room
+
+He did wrong but we forgave him and all promised not to say a word
+to anyone began Jo reluctantly
+
+That wont do  He shall not shelter himself behind a promise from you
+softhearted girls  If hes done anything amiss he shall confess beg
+pardon and be punished  Out with it Jo I wont be kept in the dark
+
+Mr Laurence looked so alarming and spoke so sharply that Jo would have
+gladly run away if she could but she was perched aloft on the steps
+and he stood at the foot a lion in the path so she had to stay and
+brave it out
+
+Indeed Sir I cannot tell  Mother forbade it  Laurie has confessed
+asked pardon and been punished quite enough  We dont keep silence to
+shield him but someone else and it will make more trouble if you
+interfere  Please dont  It was partly my fault but its all right
+now  So lets forget it and talk about the Rambler or something
+pleasant
+
+Hang the Rambler  Come down and give me your word that this
+harum scarum boy of mine hasnt done anything ungrateful or
+impertinent  If he has after all your kindness to him Ill thrash
+him with my own hands
+
+The threat sounded awful but did not alarm Jo for she knew the
+irascible old gentleman would never lift a finger against his grandson
+whatever he might say to the contrary  She obediently descended and
+made as light of the prank as she could without betraying Meg or
+forgetting the truth
+
+Hum ha well if the boy held his tongue because he promised and
+not from obstinacy Ill forgive him Hes a stubborn fellow and hard
+to manage said Mr Laurence rubbing up his hair till it looked as if
+he had been out in a gale and smoothing the frown from his brow with
+an air of relief
+
+So am I but a kind word will govern me when all the kings horses and
+all the kings men couldnt said Jo trying to say a kind word for
+her friend who seemed to get out of one scrape only to fall into
+another
+
+You think Im not kind to him hey was the sharp answer
+
+Oh dear no Sir  You are rather too kind sometimes and then just a
+trifle hasty when he tries your patience  Dont you think you are
+
+Jo was determined to have it out now and tried to look quite placid
+though she quaked a little after her bold speech To her great relief
+and surprise the old gentleman only threw his spectacles onto the
+table with a rattle and exclaimed frankly Youre right girl I am
+I love the boy but he tries my patience past bearing and I know how
+it will end if we go on so
+
+Ill tell you hell run away Jo was sorry for that speech the
+minute it was made  She meant to warn him that Laurie would not bear
+much restraint and hoped he would be more forebearing with the lad
+
+Mr Laurences ruddy face changed suddenly and he sat down with a
+troubled glance at the picture of a handsome man which hung over his
+table  It was Lauries father who had run away in his youth and
+married against the imperious old mans will Jo fancied he remembered
+and regretted the past and she wished she had held her tongue
+
+He wont do it unless he is very much worried and only threatens it
+sometimes when he gets tired of studying  I often think I should like
+to especially since my hair was cut so if you ever miss us you may
+advertise for two boys and look among the ships bound for India
+
+She laughed as she spoke and Mr Laurence looked relieved evidently
+taking the whole as a joke
+
+You hussy how dare you talk in that way  Wheres your respect for
+me and your proper bringing up  Bless the boys and girls  What
+torments they are yet we cant do without them he said pinching her
+cheeks good humoredly  Go and bring that boy down to his dinner tell
+him its all right and advise him not to put on tragedy airs with his
+grandfather  I wont bear it
+
+He wont come Sir  He feels badly because you didnt believe him
+when he said he couldnt tell  I think the shaking hurt his feelings
+very much
+
+Jo tried to look pathetic but must have failed for Mr Laurence began
+to laugh and she knew the day was won
+
+Im sorry for that and ought to thank him for not shaking me I
+suppose  What the dickens does the fellow expect and the old
+gentleman looked a trifle ashamed of his own testiness
+
+If I were you Id write him an apology Sir  He says he wont come
+down till he has one and talks about Washington and goes on in an
+absurd way  A formal apology will make him see how foolish he is and
+bring him down quite amiable  Try it  He likes fun and this way is
+better than talking  Ill carry it up and teach him his duty
+
+Mr Laurence gave her a sharp look and put on his spectacles saying
+slowly Youre a sly puss but I dont mind being managed by you and
+Beth  Here give me a bit of paper and let us have done with this
+nonsense
+
+The note was written in the terms which one gentleman would use to
+another after offering some deep insult  Jo dropped a kiss on the top
+of Mr Laurences bald head and ran up to slip the apology under
+Lauries door advising him through the keyhole to be submissive
+decorous and a few other agreeable impossibilities Finding the door
+locked again she left the note to do its work and was going quietly
+away when the young gentleman slid down the banisters and waited for
+her at the bottom saying with his most virtuous expression of
+countenance What a good fellow you are Jo Did you get blown up he
+added laughing
+
+No he was pretty mild on the whole
+
+Ah  I got it all round  Even you cast me off over there and I felt
+just ready to go to the deuce he began apologetically
+
+Dont talk that way turn over a new leaf and begin again Teddy my
+son
+
+I keep turning over new leaves and spoiling them as I used to spoil
+my copybooks and I make so many beginnings there never will be an
+end he said dolefully
+
+Go and eat your dinner youll feel better after it  Men always croak
+when they are hungry and Jo whisked out at the front door after that
+
+Thats a label on my sect answered Laurie quoting Amy as he
+went to partake of humble pie dutifully with his grandfather who was
+quite saintly in temper and overwhelmingly respectful in manner all the
+rest of the day
+
+Everyone thought the matter ended and the little cloud blown over but
+the mischief was done for though others forgot it Meg remembered
+She never alluded to a certain person but she thought of him a good
+deal dreamed dreams more than ever and once Jo rummaging her
+sisters desk for stamps found a bit of paper scribbled over with the
+words Mrs John Brooke whereat she groaned tragically and cast it
+into the fire feeling that Lauries prank had hastened the evil day
+for her
+
+
+
+CHAPTER TWENTY TWO
+
+PLEASANT MEADOWS
+
+Like sunshine after a storm were the peaceful weeks which followed
+The invalids improved rapidly and Mr March began to talk of returning
+early in the new year  Beth was soon able to lie on the study sofa all
+day amusing herself with the well beloved cats at first and in time
+with dolls sewing which had fallen sadly behind hand  Her once
+active limbs were so stiff and feeble that Jo took her for a daily
+airing about the house in her strong arms  Meg cheerfully blackened
+and burned her white hands cooking delicate messes for the dear
+while Amy a loyal slave of the ring celebrated her return by giving
+away as many of her treasures as she could prevail on her sisters to
+accept
+
+As Christmas approached the usual mysteries began to haunt the house
+and Jo frequently convulsed the family by proposing utterly impossible
+or magnificently absurd ceremonies in honor of this unusually merry
+Christmas  Laurie was equally impracticable and would have had
+bonfires skyrockets and triumphal arches if he had had his own way
+After many skirmishes and snubbings the ambitious pair were considered
+effectually quenched and went about with forlorn faces which were
+rather belied by explosions of laughter when the two got together
+
+Several days of unusually mild weather fitly ushered in a splendid
+Christmas Day  Hannah felt in her bones that it was going to be an
+unusually fine day and she proved herself a true prophetess for
+everybody and everything seemed bound to produce a grand success  To
+begin with Mr March wrote that he should soon be with them then Beth
+felt uncommonly well that morning and being dressed in her mothers
+gift a soft crimson merino wrapper was borne in high triumph to the
+window to behold the offering of Jo and Laurie  The Unquenchables had
+done their best to be worthy of the name for like elves they had
+worked by night and conjured up a comical surprise  Out in the garden
+stood a stately snow maiden crowned with holly bearing a basket of
+fruit and flowers in one hand a great roll of music in the other a
+perfect rainbow of an Afghan round her chilly shoulders and a
+Christmas carol issuing from her lips on a pink paper streamer
+
+    THE JUNGFRAU TO BETH
+
+    God bless you dear Queen Bess
+    May nothing you dismay
+    But health and peace and happiness
+    Be yours this Christmas day
+
+    Heres fruit to feed our busy bee
+    And flowers for her nose
+    Heres music for her pianee
+    An afghan for her toes
+
+    A portrait of Joanna see
+    By Raphael No 2
+    Who laboured with great industry
+    To make it fair and true
+
+    Accept a ribbon red I beg
+    For Madam Purrers tail
+    And ice cream made by lovely Peg
+    A Mont Blanc in a pail
+
+    Their dearest love my makers laid
+    Within my breast of snow
+    Accept it and the Alpine maid
+    From Laurie and from Jo
+
+How Beth laughed when she saw it how Laurie ran up and down to bring
+in the gifts and what ridiculous speeches Jo made as she presented
+them
+
+Im so full of happiness that if Father was only here I couldnt
+hold one drop more said Beth quite sighing with contentment as Jo
+carried her off to the study to rest after the excitement and to
+refresh herself with some of the delicious grapes the Jungfrau had
+sent her
+
+So am I added Jo slapping the pocket wherein reposed the
+long desired Undine and Sintram
+
+Im sure I am echoed Amy poring over the engraved copy of the
+Madonna and Child which her mother had given her in a pretty frame
+
+Of course I am cried Meg smoothing the silvery folds of her first
+silk dress for Mr Laurence had insisted on giving it How can I be
+otherwise said Mrs March gratefully as her eyes went from her
+husbands letter to Beths smiling face and her hand caressed the
+brooch made of gray and golden chestnut and dark brown hair which the
+girls had just fastened on her breast
+
+Now and then in this workaday world things do happen in the
+delightful storybook fashion and what a comfort it is  Half an hour
+after everyone had said they were so happy they could only hold one
+drop more the drop came  Laurie opened the parlor door and popped his
+head in very quietly  He might just as well have turned a somersault
+and uttered an Indian war whoop for his face was so full of suppressed
+excitement and his voice so treacherously joyful that everyone jumped
+up though he only said in a queer breathless voice Heres another
+Christmas present for the March family
+
+Before the words were well out of his mouth he was whisked away
+somehow and in his place appeared a tall man muffled up to the eyes
+leaning on the arm of another tall man who tried to say something and
+couldnt  Of course there was a general stampede and for several
+minutes everybody seemed to lose their wits for the strangest things
+were done and no one said a word
+
+Mr March became invisible in the embrace of four pairs of loving arms
+Jo disgraced herself by nearly fainting away and had to be doctored by
+Laurie in the china closet  Mr Brooke kissed Meg entirely by mistake
+as he somewhat incoherently explained  And Amy the dignified tumbled
+over a stool and never stopping to get up hugged and cried over her
+fathers boots in the most touching manner  Mrs March was the first
+to recover herself and held up her hand with a warning Hush
+Remember Beth
+
+But it was too late  The study door flew open the little red wrapper
+appeared on the threshold joy put strength into the feeble limbs and
+Beth ran straight into her fathers arms  Never mind what happened
+just after that for the full hearts overflowed washing away the
+bitterness of the past and leaving only the sweetness of the present
+
+It was not at all romantic but a hearty laugh set everybody straight
+again for Hannah was discovered behind the door sobbing over the fat
+turkey which she had forgotten to put down when she rushed up from the
+kitchen  As the laugh subsided Mrs March began to thank Mr Brooke
+for his faithful care of her husband at which Mr Brooke suddenly
+remembered that Mr March needed rest and seizing Laurie he
+precipitately retired  Then the two invalids were ordered to repose
+which they did by both sitting in one big chair and talking hard
+
+Mr March told how he had longed to surprise them and how when the
+fine weather came he had been allowed by his doctor to take advantage
+of it how devoted Brooke had been and how he was altogether a most
+estimable and upright young man  Why Mr March paused a minute just
+there and after a glance at Meg who was violently poking the fire
+looked at his wife with an inquiring lift of the eyebrows I leave you
+to imagine  Also why Mrs March gently nodded her head and asked
+rather abruptly if he wouldnt like to have something to eat  Jo saw
+and understood the look and she stalked grimly away to get wine and
+beef tea muttering to herself as she slammed the door I hate
+estimable young men with brown eyes
+
+There never was such a Christmas dinner as they had that day The fat
+turkey was a sight to behold when Hannah sent him up stuffed
+browned and decorated  So was the plum pudding which melted in ones
+mouth likewise the jellies in which Amy reveled like a fly in a
+honeypot  Everything turned out well which was a mercy Hannah said
+For my mind was that flustered Mum that its a merrycle I didnt
+roast the pudding and stuff the turkey with raisins let alone bilin
+of it in a cloth
+
+Mr Laurence and his grandson dined with them also Mr Brooke at whom
+Jo glowered darkly to Lauries infinite amusement Two easy chairs
+stood side by side at the head of the table in which sat Beth and her
+father feasting modestly on chicken and a little fruit  They drank
+healths told stories sang songs reminisced as the old folks say
+and had a thoroughly good time A sleigh ride had been planned but the
+girls would not leave their father so the guests departed early and
+as twilight gathered the happy family sat together round the fire
+
+Just a year ago we were groaning over the dismal Christmas we expected
+to have  Do you remember asked Jo breaking a short pause which had
+followed a long conversation about many things
+
+Rather a pleasant year on the whole said Meg smiling at the fire
+and congratulating herself on having treated Mr Brooke with dignity
+
+I think its been a pretty hard one observed Amy watching the light
+shine on her ring with thoughtful eyes
+
+Im glad its over because weve got you back whispered Beth who
+sat on her fathers knee
+
+Rather a rough road for you to travel my little pilgrims especially
+the latter part of it  But you have got on bravely and I think the
+burdens are in a fair way to tumble off very soon said Mr March
+looking with fatherly satisfaction at the four young faces gathered
+round him
+
+How do you know  Did Mother tell you asked Jo
+
+Not much  Straws show which way the wind blows and Ive made several
+discoveries today
+
+Oh tell us what they are cried Meg who sat beside him
+
+Here is one And taking up the hand which lay on the arm of his
+chair he pointed to the roughened forefinger a burn on the back and
+two or three little hard spots on the palm  I remember a time when
+this hand was white and smooth and your first care was to keep it so
+It was very pretty then but to me it is much prettier now for in this
+seeming blemishes I read a little history  A burnt offering has been
+made to vanity this hardened palm has earned something better than
+blisters and Im sure the sewing done by these pricked fingers will
+last a long time so much good will went into the stitches  Meg my
+dear I value the womanly skill which keeps home happy more than white
+hands or fashionable accomplishments  Im proud to shake this good
+industrious little hand and hope I shall not soon be asked to give it
+away
+
+If Meg had wanted a reward for hours of patient labor she received it
+in the hearty pressure of her fathers hand and the approving smile he
+gave her
+
+What about Jo  Please say something nice for she has tried so hard
+and been so very very good to me said Beth in her fathers ear
+
+He laughed and looked across at the tall girl who sat opposite with an
+unusually mild expression in her face
+
+In spite of the curly crop I dont see the son Jo whom I left a
+year ago said Mr March  I see a young lady who pins her collar
+straight laces her boots neatly and neither whistles talks slang
+nor lies on the rug as she used to do  Her face is rather thin and
+pale just now with watching and anxiety but I like to look at it for
+it has grown gentler and her voice is lower  She doesnt bounce but
+moves quietly and takes care of a certain little person in a motherly
+way which delights me  I rather miss my wild girl but if I get a
+strong helpful tenderhearted woman in her place I shall feel quite
+satisfied I dont know whether the shearing sobered our black sheep
+but I do know that in all Washington I couldnt find anything beautiful
+enough to be bought with the five and twenty dollars my good girl sent
+me
+
+Jos keen eyes were rather dim for a minute and her thin face grew
+rosy in the firelight as she received her fathers praise feeling that
+she did deserve a portion of it
+
+Now Beth said Amy longing for her turn but ready to wait
+
+Theres so little of her Im afraid to say much for fear she will
+slip away altogether though she is not so shy as she used to be
+began their father cheerfully  But recollecting how nearly he had lost
+her he held her close saying tenderly with her cheek against his
+own Ive got you safe my Beth and Ill keep you so please God
+
+After a minutes silence he looked down at Amy who sat on the cricket
+at his feet and said with a caress of the shining hair
+
+I observed that Amy took drumsticks at dinner ran errands for her
+mother all the afternoon gave Meg her place tonight and has waited on
+every one with patience and good humor  I also observe that she does
+not fret much nor look in the glass and has not even mentioned a very
+pretty ring which she wears so I conclude that she has learned to
+think of other people more and of herself less and has decided to try
+and mold her character as carefully as she molds her little clay
+figures  I am glad of this for though I should be very proud of a
+graceful statue made by her I shall be infinitely prouder of a lovable
+daughter with a talent for making life beautiful to herself and others
+
+What are you thinking of Beth asked Jo when Amy had thanked her
+father and told about her ring
+
+I read in Pilgrims Progress today how after many troubles
+Christian and Hopeful came to a pleasant green meadow where lilies
+bloomed all year round and there they rested happily as we do now
+before they went on to their journeys end answered Beth adding as
+she slipped out of her fathers arms and went to the instrument Its
+singing time now and I want to be in my old place  Ill try to sing
+the song of the shepherd boy which the Pilgrims heard  I made the
+music for Father because he likes the verses
+
+So sitting at the dear little piano Beth softly touched the keys and
+in the sweet voice they had never thought to hear again sang to her
+own accompaniment the quaint hymn which was a singularly fitting song
+for her
+
+
+    He that is down need fear no fall
+    He that is low no pride
+    He that is humble ever shall
+    Have God to be his guide
+
+    I am content with what I have
+    Little be it or much
+    And Lord  Contentment still I crave
+    Because Thou savest such
+
+    Fulness to them a burden is
+    That go on pilgrimage
+    Here little and hereafter bliss
+    Is best from age to age
+
+
+
+CHAPTER TWENTY THREE
+
+AUNT MARCH SETTLES THE QUESTION
+
+Like bees swarming after their queen mother and daughters hovered
+about Mr March the next day neglecting everything to look at wait
+upon and listen to the new invalid who was in a fair way to be killed
+by kindness  As he sat propped up in a big chair by Beths sofa with
+the other three close by and Hannah popping in her head now and then
+to peek at the dear man nothing seemed needed to complete their
+happiness  But something was needed and the elder ones felt it
+though none confessed the fact  Mr and Mrs March looked at one
+another with an anxious expression as their eyes followed Meg  Jo had
+sudden fits of sobriety and was seen to shake her fist at Mr Brookes
+umbrella which had been left in the hall  Meg was absent minded shy
+and silent started when the bell rang and colored when Johns name
+was mentioned  Amy said Everyone seemed waiting for something and
+couldnt settle down which was queer since Father was safe at home
+and Beth innocently wondered why their neighbors didnt run over as
+usual
+
+Laurie went by in the afternoon and seeing Meg at the window seemed
+suddenly possessed with a melodramatic fit for he fell down on one
+knee in the snow beat his breast tore his hair and clasped his hands
+imploringly as if begging some boon And when Meg told him to behave
+himself and go away he wrung imaginary tears out of his handkerchief
+and staggered round the corner as if in utter despair
+
+What does the goose mean said Meg laughing and trying to look
+unconscious
+
+Hes showing you how your John will go on by and by Touching isnt
+it answered Jo scornfully
+
+Dont say my John it isnt proper or true but Megs voice lingered
+over the words as if they sounded pleasant to her  Please dont
+plague me Jo Ive told you I dont care much about him and there
+isnt to be anything said but we are all to be friendly and go on as
+before
+
+We cant for something has been said and Lauries mischief has
+spoiled you for me  I see it and so does Mother  You are not like
+your old self a bit and seem ever so far away from me  I dont mean
+to plague you and will bear it like a man but I do wish it was all
+settled  I hate to wait so if you mean ever to do it make haste and
+have it over quickly said Jo pettishly
+
+I cant say anything till he speaks and he wont because Father said
+I was too young began Meg bending over her work with a queer little
+smile which suggested that she did not quite agree with her father on
+that point
+
+If he did speak you wouldnt know what to say but would cry or
+blush or let him have his own way instead of giving a good decided
+no
+
+Im not so silly and weak as you think  I know just what I should
+say for Ive planned it all so I neednt be taken unawares  Theres
+no knowing what may happen and I wished to be prepared
+
+Jo couldnt help smiling at the important air which Meg had
+unconsciously assumed and which was as becoming as the pretty color
+varying in her cheeks
+
+Would you mind telling me what youd say asked Jo more respectfully
+
+Not at all  You are sixteen now quite old enough to be my confidant
+and my experience will be useful to you by and by perhaps in your own
+affairs of this sort
+
+Dont mean to have any  Its fun to watch other people philander but
+I should feel like a fool doing it myself said Jo looking alarmed at
+the thought
+
+I think not if you liked anyone very much and he liked you  Meg
+spoke as if to herself and glanced out at the lane where she had often
+seen lovers walking together in the summer twilight
+
+I thought you were going to tell your speech to that man said Jo
+rudely shortening her sisters little reverie
+
+Oh I should merely say quite calmly and decidedly Thank you Mr
+Brooke you are very kind but I agree with Father that I am too young
+to enter into any engagement at present so please say no more but let
+us be friends as we were
+
+Hum thats stiff and cool enough  I dont believe youll ever say
+it and I know he wont be satisfied if you do  If he goes on like the
+rejected lovers in books youll give in rather than hurt his
+feelings
+
+No I wont  I shall tell him Ive made up my mind and shall walk
+out of the room with dignity
+
+Meg rose as she spoke and was just going to rehearse the dignified
+exit when a step in the hall made her fly into her seat and begin to
+sew as fast as if her life depended on finishing that particular seam
+in a given time  Jo smothered a laugh at the sudden change and when
+someone gave a modest tap opened the door with a grim aspect which was
+anything but hospitable
+
+Good afternoon  I came to get my umbrella that is to see how your
+father finds himself today said Mr Brooke getting a trifle confused
+as his eyes went from one telltale face to the other
+
+Its very well hes in the rack  Ill get him and tell it you are
+here  And having jumbled her father and the umbrella well together in
+her reply Jo slipped out of the room to give Meg a chance to make her
+speech and air her dignity  But the instant she vanished Meg began to
+sidle toward the door murmuring
+
+Mother will like to see you  Pray sit down Ill call her
+
+Dont go  Are you afraid of me Margaret and Mr Brooke looked so
+hurt that Meg thought she must have done something very rude  She
+blushed up to the little curls on her forehead for he had never called
+her Margaret before and she was surprised to find how natural and
+sweet it seemed to hear him say it  Anxious to appear friendly and at
+her ease she put out her hand with a confiding gesture and said
+gratefully
+
+How can I be afraid when you have been so kind to Father I only wish
+I could thank you for it
+
+Shall I tell you how asked Mr Brooke holding the small hand fast
+in both his own and looking down at Meg with so much love in the brown
+eyes that her heart began to flutter and she both longed to run away
+and to stop and listen
+
+Oh no please dont Id rather not she said trying to withdraw her
+hand and looking frightened in spite of her denial
+
+I wont trouble you  I only want to know if you care for me a little
+Meg  I love you so much dear added Mr Brooke tenderly
+
+This was the moment for the calm proper speech but Meg didnt make
+it  She forgot every word of it hung her head and answered I dont
+know so softly that John had to stoop down to catch the foolish
+little reply
+
+He seemed to think it was worth the trouble for he smiled to himself
+as if quite satisfied pressed the plump hand gratefully and said in
+his most persuasive tone Will you try and find out  I want to know
+so much for I cant go to work with any heart until I learn whether I
+am to have my reward in the end or not
+
+Im too young faltered Meg wondering why she was so fluttered yet
+rather enjoying it
+
+Ill wait and in the meantime you could be learning to like me
+Would it be a very hard lesson dear
+
+Not if I chose to learn it but  
+
+Please choose to learn Meg  I love to teach and this is easier than
+German broke in John getting possession of the other hand so that
+she had no way of hiding her face as he bent to look into it
+
+His tone was properly beseeching but stealing a shy look at him Meg
+saw that his eyes were merry as well as tender and that he wore the
+satisfied smile of one who had no doubt of his success  This nettled
+her  Annie Moffats foolish lessons in coquetry came into her mind
+and the love of power which sleeps in the bosoms of the best of little
+women woke up all of a sudden and took possession of her  She felt
+excited and strange and not knowing what else to do followed a
+capricious impulse and withdrawing her hands said petulantly I
+dont choose  Please go away and let me be
+
+Poor Mr Brooke looked as if his lovely castle in the air was tumbling
+about his ears for he had never seen Meg in such a mood before and it
+rather bewildered him
+
+Do you really mean that he asked anxiously following her as she
+walked away
+
+Yes I do  I dont want to be worried about such things Father says
+I neednt its too soon and Id rather not
+
+Maynt I hope youll change your mind by and by  Ill wait and say
+nothing till you have had more time  Dont play with me Meg  I
+didnt think that of you
+
+Dont think of me at all  Id rather you wouldnt said Meg taking
+a naughty satisfaction in trying her lovers patience and her own power
+
+He was grave and pale now and looked decidedly more like the novel
+heroes whom she admired but he neither slapped his forehead nor
+tramped about the room as they did  He just stood looking at her so
+wistfully so tenderly that she found her heart relenting in spite of
+herself  What would have happened next I cannot say if Aunt March had
+not come hobbling in at this interesting minute
+
+The old lady couldnt resist her longing to see her nephew for she had
+met Laurie as she took her airing and hearing of Mr Marchs arrival
+drove straight out to see him  The family were all busy in the back
+part of the house and she had made her way quietly in hoping to
+surprise them  She did surprise two of them so much that Meg started
+as if she had seen a ghost and Mr Brooke vanished into the study
+
+Bless me whats all this cried the old lady with a rap of her cane
+as she glanced from the pale young gentleman to the scarlet young lady
+
+Its Fathers friend  Im so surprised to see you stammered Meg
+feeling that she was in for a lecture now
+
+Thats evident returned Aunt March sitting down  But what is
+Fathers friend saying to make you look like a peony Theres mischief
+going on and I insist upon knowing what it is with another rap
+
+We were only talking  Mr Brooke came for his umbrella began Meg
+wishing that Mr Brooke and the umbrella were safely out of the house
+
+Brooke  That boys tutor  Ah I understand now  I know all about
+it  Jo blundered into a wrong message in one of your Fathers letters
+and I made her tell me  You havent gone and accepted him child
+cried Aunt March looking scandalized
+
+Hush Hell hear  Shant I call Mother said Meg much troubled
+
+Not yet  Ive something to say to you and I must free my mind at
+once  Tell me do you mean to marry this Cook  If you do not one
+penny of my money ever goes to you  Remember that and be a sensible
+girl said the old lady impressively
+
+Now Aunt March possessed in perfection the art of rousing the spirit of
+opposition in the gentlest people and enjoyed doing it  The best of
+us have a spice of perversity in us especially when we are young and
+in love  If Aunt March had begged Meg to accept John Brooke she would
+probably have declared she couldnt think of it but as she was
+preemptorily ordered not to like him she immediately made up her mind
+that she would  Inclination as well as perversity made the decision
+easy and being already much excited Meg opposed the old lady with
+unusual spirit
+
+I shall marry whom I please Aunt March and you can leave your money
+to anyone you like she said nodding her head with a resolute air
+
+Highty tighty  Is that the way you take my advice Miss Youll be
+sorry for it by and by when youve tried love in a cottage and found
+it a failure
+
+It cant be a worse one than some people find in big houses retorted
+Meg
+
+Aunt March put on her glasses and took a look at the girl for she did
+not know her in this new mood  Meg hardly knew herself she felt so
+brave and independent so glad to defend John and assert her right to
+love him if she liked  Aunt March saw that she had begun wrong and
+after a little pause made a fresh start saying as mildly as she
+could Now Meg my dear be reasonable and take my advice  I mean it
+kindly and dont want you to spoil your whole life by making a mistake
+at the beginning  You ought to marry well and help your family  Its
+your duty to make a rich match and it ought to be impressed upon you
+
+Father and Mother dont think so  They like John though he is poor
+
+Your parents my dear have no more worldly wisdom than a pair of
+babies
+
+Im glad of it cried Meg stoutly
+
+Aunt March took no notice but went on with her lecture This Rook is
+poor and hasnt got any rich relations has he
+
+No but he has many warm friends
+
+You cant live on friends try it and see how cool theyll grow  He
+hasnt any business has he
+
+Not yet  Mr Laurence is going to help him
+
+That wont last long  James Laurence is a crotchety old fellow and
+not to be depended on  So you intend to marry a man without money
+position or business and go on working harder than you do now when
+you might be comfortable all your days by minding me and doing better
+I thought you had more sense Meg
+
+I couldnt do better if I waited half my life  John is good and wise
+hes got heaps of talent hes willing to work and sure to get on hes
+so energetic and brave  Everyone likes and respects him and Im proud
+to think he cares for me though Im so poor and young and silly said
+Meg looking prettier than ever in her earnestness
+
+He knows you have got rich relations child  Thats the secret of his
+liking I suspect
+
+Aunt March how dare you say such a thing  John is above such
+meanness and I wont listen to you a minute if you talk so cried Meg
+indignantly forgetting everything but the injustice of the old ladys
+suspicions  My John wouldnt marry for money any more than I would
+We are willing to work and we mean to wait  Im not afraid of being
+poor for Ive been happy so far and I know I shall be with him
+because he loves me and I
+
+Meg stopped there remembering all of a sudden that she hadnt made up
+her mind that she had told her John to go away and that he might be
+overhearing her inconsistent remarks
+
+Aunt March was very angry for she had set her heart on having her
+pretty niece make a fine match and something in the girls happy young
+face made the lonely old woman feel both sad and sour
+
+Well I wash my hands of the whole affair  You are a willful child
+and youve lost more than you know by this piece of folly No I wont
+stop  Im disappointed in you and havent spirits to see your father
+now  Dont expect anything from me when you are married  Your Mr
+Brookes friends must take care of you  Im done with you forever
+
+And slamming the door in Megs face Aunt March drove off in high
+dudgeon  She seemed to take all the girls courage with her for when
+left alone Meg stood for a moment undecided whether to laugh or cry
+Before she could make up her mind she was taken possession of by Mr
+Brooke who said all in one breath I couldnt help hearing Meg
+Thank you for defending me and Aunt March for proving that you do care
+for me a little bit
+
+I didnt know how much till she abused you began Meg
+
+And I neednt go away but may stay and be happy may I dear
+
+Here was another fine chance to make the crushing speech and the
+stately exit but Meg never thought of doing either and disgraced
+herself forever in Jos eyes by meekly whispering Yes  John and
+hiding her face on Mr Brookes waistcoat
+
+Fifteen minutes after Aunt Marchs departure Jo came softly
+downstairs paused an instant at the parlor door and hearing no sound
+within nodded and smiled with a satisfied expression saying to
+herself She has seen him away as we planned and that affair is
+settled  Ill go and hear the fun and have a good laugh over it
+
+But poor Jo never got her laugh for she was transfixed upon the
+threshold by a spectacle which held her there staring with her mouth
+nearly as wide open as her eyes  Going in to exult over a fallen enemy
+and to praise a strong minded sister for the banishment of an
+objectionable lover it certainly was a shock to behold the aforesaid
+enemy serenely sitting on the sofa with the strongminded sister
+enthroned upon his knee and wearing an expression of the most abject
+submission  Jo gave a sort of gasp as if a cold shower bath had
+suddenly fallen upon her for such an unexpected turning of the tables
+actually took her breath away  At the odd sound the lovers turned and
+saw her  Meg jumped up looking both proud and shy but that man as
+Jo called him actually laughed and said coolly as he kissed the
+astonished newcomer Sister Jo congratulate us
+
+That was adding insult to injury it was altogether too much and
+making some wild demonstration with her hands Jo vanished without a
+word  Rushing upstairs she startled the invalids by exclaiming
+tragically as she burst into the room Oh do somebody go down quick
+John Brooke is acting dreadfully and Meg likes it
+
+Mr and Mrs March left the room with speed and casting herself upon
+the bed Jo cried and scolded tempestuously as she told the awful news
+to Beth and Amy  The little girls however considered it a most
+agreeable and interesting event and Jo got little comfort from them
+so she went up to her refuge in the garret and confided her troubles
+to the rats
+
+Nobody ever knew what went on in the parlor that afternoon but a great
+deal of talking was done and quiet Mr Brooke astonished his friends
+by the eloquence and spirit with which he pleaded his suit told his
+plans and persuaded them to arrange everything just as he wanted it
+
+The tea bell rang before he had finished describing the paradise which
+he meant to earn for Meg and he proudly took her in to supper both
+looking so happy that Jo hadnt the heart to be jealous or dismal Amy
+was very much impressed by Johns devotion and Megs dignity Beth
+beamed at them from a distance while Mr and Mrs March surveyed the
+young couple with such tender satisfaction that it was perfectly
+evident Aunt March was right in calling them as unworldly as a pair of
+babies  No one ate much but everyone looked very happy and the old
+room seemed to brighten up amazingly when the first romance of the
+family began there
+
+You cant say nothing pleasant ever happens now can you Meg said
+Amy trying to decide how she would group the lovers in a sketch she
+was planning to make
+
+No Im sure I cant  How much has happened since I said that It
+seems a year ago answered Meg who was in a blissful dream lifted far
+above such common things as bread and butter
+
+The joys come close upon the sorrows this time and I rather think the
+changes have begun said Mrs March  In most families there comes
+now and then a year full of events  This has been such a one but it
+ends well after all
+
+Hope the next will end better muttered Jo who found it very hard to
+see Meg absorbed in a stranger before her face for Jo loved a few
+persons very dearly and dreaded to have their affection lost or
+lessened in any way
+
+I hope the third year from this will end better  I mean it shall if
+I live to work out my plans said Mr Brooke smiling at Meg as if
+everything had become possible to him now
+
+Doesnt it seem very long to wait asked Amy who was in a hurry for
+the wedding
+
+Ive got so much to learn before I shall be ready it seems a short
+time to me answered Meg with a sweet gravity in her face never seen
+there before
+
+You have only to wait I am to do the work said John beginning his
+labors by picking up Megs napkin with an expression which caused Jo
+to shake her head and then say to herself with an air of relief as the
+front door banged Here comes Laurie  Now we shall have some sensible
+conversation
+
+But Jo was mistaken for Laurie came prancing in overflowing with good
+spirits bearing a great bridal looking bouquet for Mrs John Brooke
+and evidently laboring under the delusion that the whole affair had
+been brought about by his excellent management
+
+I knew Brooke would have it all his own way he always does for when
+he makes up his mind to accomplish anything its done though the sky
+falls said Laurie when he had presented his offering and his
+congratulations
+
+Much obliged for that recommendation  I take it as a good omen for
+the future and invite you to my wedding on the spot answered Mr
+Brooke who felt at peace with all mankind even his mischievous pupil
+
+Ill come if Im at the ends of the earth for the sight of Jos face
+alone on that occasion would be worth a long journey You dont look
+festive maam whats the matter asked Laurie following her into a
+corner of the parlor whither all had adjourned to greet Mr Laurence
+
+I dont approve of the match but Ive made up my mind to bear it and
+shall not say a word against it said Jo solemnly  You cant know
+how hard it is for me to give up Meg she continued with a little
+quiver in her voice
+
+You dont give her up  You only go halves said Laurie consolingly
+
+It can never be the same again  Ive lost my dearest friend sighed
+Jo
+
+Youve got me anyhow  Im not good for much I know but Ill stand
+by you Jo all the days of my life  Upon my word I will and Laurie
+meant what he said
+
+I know you will and Im ever so much obliged  You are always a great
+comfort to me Teddy returned Jo gratefully shaking hands
+
+Well now dont be dismal theres a good fellow  Its all right you
+see  Meg is happy Brooke will fly round and get settled immediately
+Grandpa will attend to him and it will be very jolly to see Meg in her
+own little house  Well have capital times after she is gone for I
+shall be through college before long and then well go abroad on some
+nice trip or other  Wouldnt that console you
+
+I rather think it would but theres no knowing what may happen in
+three years said Jo thoughtfully
+
+Thats true  Dont you wish you could take a look forward and see
+where we shall all be then  I do returned Laurie
+
+I think not for I might see something sad and everyone looks so
+happy now I dont believe they could be much improved And Jos eyes
+went slowly round the room brightening as they looked for the
+prospect was a pleasant one
+
+Father and Mother sat together quietly reliving the first chapter of
+the romance which for them began some twenty years ago Amy was drawing
+the lovers who sat apart in a beautiful world of their own the light
+of which touched their faces with a grace the little artist could not
+copy  Beth lay on her sofa talking cheerily with her old friend who
+held her little hand as if he felt that it possessed the power to lead
+him along the peaceful way she walked Jo lounged in her favorite low
+seat with the grave quiet look which best became her and Laurie
+leaning on the back of her chair his chin on a level with her curly
+head smiled with his friendliest aspect and nodded at her in the long
+glass which reflected them both
+
+
+So the curtain falls upon Meg Jo Beth and Amy  Whether it ever
+rises again depends upon the reception given the first act of the
+domestic drama called Little Women
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+LITTLE WOMEN PART 2
+
+In order that we may start afresh and go to Megs wedding
+
+
+
+CHAPTER TWENTY FOUR
+
+GOSSIP
+
+In order that we may start afresh and go to Megs wedding with free
+minds it will be well to begin with a little gossip about the Marches
+And here let me premise that if any of the elders think there is too
+much lovering in the story as I fear they may (Im not afraid the
+young folks will make that objection) I can only say with Mrs March
+What can you expect when I have four gay girls in the house and a
+dashing young neighbor over the way
+
+The three years that have passed have brought but few changes to the
+quiet family  The war is over and Mr March safely at home busy with
+his books and the small parish which found in him a minister by nature
+as by grace a quiet studious man rich in the wisdom that is better
+than learning the charity which calls all mankind brother the piety
+that blossoms into character making it august and lovely
+
+These attributes in spite of poverty and the strict integrity which
+shut him out from the more worldly successes attracted to him many
+admirable persons as naturally as sweet herbs draw bees and as
+naturally he gave them the honey into which fifty years of hard
+experience had distilled no bitter drop  Earnest young men found the
+gray headed scholar as young at heart as they thoughtful or troubled
+women instinctively brought their doubts to him sure of finding the
+gentlest sympathy the wisest counsel  Sinners told their sins to the
+pure hearted old man and were both rebuked and saved  Gifted men found
+a companion in him  Ambitious men caught glimpses of nobler ambitions
+than their own and even worldlings confessed that his beliefs were
+beautiful and true although they wouldnt pay
+
+To outsiders the five energetic women seemed to rule the house and so
+they did in many things but the quiet scholar sitting among his
+books was still the head of the family the household conscience
+anchor and comforter for to him the busy anxious women always turned
+in troublous times finding him in the truest sense of those sacred
+words husband and father
+
+The girls gave their hearts into their mothers keeping their souls
+into their fathers and to both parents who lived and labored so
+faithfully for them they gave a love that grew with their growth and
+bound them tenderly together by the sweetest tie which blesses life and
+outlives death
+
+Mrs March is as brisk and cheery though rather grayer than when we
+saw her last and just now so absorbed in Megs affairs that the
+hospitals and homes still full of wounded boys and soldiers widows
+decidedly miss the motherly missionarys visits
+
+John Brooke did his duty manfully for a year got wounded was sent
+home and not allowed to return  He received no stars or bars but he
+deserved them for he cheerfully risked all he had and life and love
+are very precious when both are in full bloom  Perfectly resigned to
+his discharge he devoted himself to getting well preparing for
+business and earning a home for Meg  With the good sense and sturdy
+independence that characterized him he refused Mr Laurences more
+generous offers and accepted the place of bookkeeper feeling better
+satisfied to begin with an honestly earned salary than by running any
+risks with borrowed money
+
+Meg had spent the time in working as well as waiting growing womanly
+in character wise in housewifely arts and prettier than ever for
+love is a great beautifier  She had her girlish ambitions and hopes
+and felt some disappointment at the humble way in which the new life
+must begin  Ned Moffat had just married Sallie Gardiner and Meg
+couldnt help contrasting their fine house and carriage many gifts
+and splendid outfit with her own and secretly wishing she could have
+the same  But somehow envy and discontent soon vanished when she
+thought of all the patient love and labor John had put into the little
+home awaiting her and when they sat together in the twilight talking
+over their small plans the future always grew so beautiful and bright
+that she forgot Sallies splendor and felt herself the richest
+happiest girl in Christendom
+
+Jo never went back to Aunt March for the old lady took such a fancy to
+Amy that she bribed her with the offer of drawing lessons from one of
+the best teachers going and for the sake of this advantage Amy would
+have served a far harder mistress  So she gave her mornings to duty
+her afternoons to pleasure and prospered finely Jo meantime devoted
+herself to literature and Beth who remained delicate long after the
+fever was a thing of the past  Not an invalid exactly but never again
+the rosy healthy creature she had been yet always hopeful happy and
+serene and busy with the quiet duties she loved everyones friend
+and an angel in the house long before those who loved her most had
+learned to know it
+
+As long as The Spread Eagle paid her a dollar a column for her
+rubbish as she called it Jo felt herself a woman of means and spun
+her little romances diligently  But great plans fermented in her busy
+brain and ambitious mind and the old tin kitchen in the garret held a
+slowly increasing pile of blotted manuscript which was one day to
+place the name of March upon the roll of fame
+
+Laurie having dutifully gone to college to please his grandfather was
+now getting through it in the easiest possible manner to please
+himself  A universal favorite thanks to money manners much talent
+and the kindest heart that ever got its owner into scrapes by trying to
+get other people out of them he stood in great danger of being
+spoiled and probably would have been like many another promising boy
+if he had not possessed a talisman against evil in the memory of the
+kind old man who was bound up in his success the motherly friend who
+watched over him as if he were her son and last but not least by any
+means the knowledge that four innocent girls loved admired and
+believed in him with all their hearts
+
+Being only a glorious human boy of course he frolicked and flirted
+grew dandified aquatic sentimental or gymnastic as college fashions
+ordained hazed and was hazed talked slang and more than once came
+perilously near suspension and expulsion  But as high spirits and the
+love of fun were the causes of these pranks he always managed to save
+himself by frank confession honorable atonement or the irresistible
+power of persuasion which he possessed in perfection  In fact he
+rather prided himself on his narrow escapes and liked to thrill the
+girls with graphic accounts of his triumphs over wrathful tutors
+dignified professors and vanquished enemies  The men of my class
+were heroes in the eyes of the girls who never wearied of the exploits
+of our fellows and were frequently allowed to bask in the smiles of
+these great creatures when Laurie brought them home with him
+
+Amy especially enjoyed this high honor and became quite a belle among
+them for her ladyship early felt and learned to use the gift of
+fascination with which she was endowed  Meg was too much absorbed in
+her private and particular John to care for any other lords of
+creation and Beth too shy to do more than peep at them and wonder how
+Amy dared to order them about so but Jo felt quite in her own element
+and found it very difficult to refrain from imitating the gentlemanly
+attitudes phrases and feats which seemed more natural to her than
+the decorums prescribed for young ladies  They all liked Jo immensely
+but never fell in love with her though very few escaped without paying
+the tribute of a sentimental sigh or two at Amys shrine  And speaking
+of sentiment brings us very naturally to the Dovecote
+
+That was the name of the little brown house Mr Brooke had prepared for
+Megs first home  Laurie had christened it saying it was highly
+appropriate to the gentle lovers who went on together like a pair of
+turtledoves with first a bill and then a coo  It was a tiny house
+with a little garden behind and a lawn about as big as a pocket
+handkerchief in the front  Here Meg meant to have a fountain
+shrubbery and a profusion of lovely flowers though just at present
+the fountain was represented by a weather beaten urn very like a
+dilapidated slopbowl the shrubbery consisted of several young larches
+undecided whether to live or die and the profusion of flowers was
+merely hinted by regiments of sticks to show where seeds were planted
+But inside it was altogether charming and the happy bride saw no
+fault from garret to cellar  To be sure the hall was so narrow it was
+fortunate that they had no piano for one never could have been got in
+whole the dining room was so small that six people were a tight fit
+and the kitchen stairs seemed built for the express purpose of
+precipitating both servants and china pell mell into the coalbin  But
+once get used to these slight blemishes and nothing could be more
+complete for good sense and good taste had presided over the
+furnishing and the result was highly satisfactory  There were no
+marble topped tables long mirrors or lace curtains in the little
+parlor but simple furniture plenty of books a fine picture or two a
+stand of flowers in the bay window and scattered all about the
+pretty gifts which came from friendly hands and were the fairer for the
+loving messages they brought
+
+I dont think the Parian Psyche Laurie gave lost any of its beauty
+because John put up the bracket it stood upon that any upholsterer
+could have draped the plain muslin curtains more gracefully than Amys
+artistic hand or that any store room was ever better provided with
+good wishes merry words and happy hopes than that in which Jo and her
+mother put away Megs few boxes barrels and bundles and I am morally
+certain that the spandy new kitchen never could have looked so cozy and
+neat if Hannah had not arranged every pot and pan a dozen times over
+and laid the fire all ready for lighting the minute Mis  Brooke came
+home  I also doubt if any young matron ever began life with so rich a
+supply of dusters holders and piece bags for Beth made enough to
+last till the silver wedding came round and invented three different
+kinds of dishcloths for the express service of the bridal china
+
+People who hire all these things done for them never know what they
+lose for the homeliest tasks get beautified if loving hands do them
+and Meg found so many proofs of this that everything in her small nest
+from the kitchen roller to the silver vase on her parlor table was
+eloquent of home love and tender forethought
+
+What happy times they had planning together what solemn shopping
+excursions what funny mistakes they made and what shouts of laughter
+arose over Lauries ridiculous bargains  In his love of jokes this
+young gentleman though nearly through college was a much of a boy as
+ever  His last whim had been to bring with him on his weekly visits
+some new useful and ingenious article for the young housekeeper  Now
+a bag of remarkable clothespins next a wonderful nutmeg grater which
+fell to pieces at the first trial a knife cleaner that spoiled all the
+knives or a sweeper that picked the nap neatly off the carpet and left
+the dirt labor saving soap that took the skin off ones hands
+infallible cements which stuck firmly to nothing but the fingers of the
+deluded buyer and every kind of tinware from a toy savings bank for
+odd pennies to a wonderful boiler which would wash articles in its own
+steam with every prospect of exploding in the process
+
+In vain Meg begged him to stop  John laughed at him and Jo called him
+Mr Toodles  He was possessed with a mania for patronizing Yankee
+ingenuity and seeing his friends fitly furnished forth So each week
+beheld some fresh absurdity
+
+Everything was done at last even to Amys arranging different colored
+soaps to match the different colored rooms and Beths setting the
+table for the first meal
+
+Are you satisfied  Does it seem like home and do you feel as if you
+should be happy here asked Mrs March as she and her daughter went
+through the new kingdom arm in arm for just then they seemed to cling
+together more tenderly than ever
+
+Yes Mother perfectly satisfied thanks to you all and so happy that
+I cant talk about it with a look that was far better than words
+
+If she only had a servant or two it would be all right said Amy
+coming out of the parlor where she had been trying to decide whether
+the bronze Mercury looked best on the whatnot or the mantlepiece
+
+Mother and I have talked that over and I have made up my mind to try
+her way first  There will be so little to do that with Lotty to run my
+errands and help me here and there I shall only have enough work to
+keep me from getting lazy or homesick answered Meg tranquilly
+
+Sallie Moffat has four began Amy
+
+If Meg had four the house wouldnt hold them and master and missis
+would have to camp in the garden broke in Jo who enveloped in a big
+blue pinafore was giving the last polish to the door handles
+
+Sallie isnt a poor mans wife and many maids are in keeping with her
+fine establishment  Meg and John begin humbly but I have a feeling
+that there will be quite as much happiness in the little house as in
+the big one  Its a great mistake for young girls like Meg to leave
+themselves nothing to do but dress give orders and gossip  When I
+was first married I used to long for my new clothes to wear out or get
+torn so that I might have the pleasure of mending them for I got
+heartily sick of doing fancywork and tending my pocket handkerchief
+
+Why didnt you go into the kitchen and make messes as Sallie says she
+does to amuse herself though they never turn out well and the servants
+laugh at her said Meg
+
+I did after a while not to mess but to learn of Hannah how things
+should be done that my servants need not laugh at me  It was play
+then but there came a time when I was truly grateful that I not only
+possessed the will but the power to cook wholesome food for my little
+girls and help myself when I could no longer afford to hire help  You
+begin at the other end Meg dear but the lessons you learn now will
+be of use to you by and by when John is a richer man for the mistress
+of a house however splendid should know how work ought to be done if
+she wishes to be well and honestly served
+
+Yes Mother Im sure of that said Meg listening respectfully to
+the little lecture for the best of women will hold forth upon the all
+absorbing subject of house keeping  Do you know I like this room most
+of all in my baby house added Meg a minute after as they went
+upstairs and she looked into her well stored linen closet
+
+Beth was there laying the snowy piles smoothly on the shelves and
+exulting over the goodly array  All three laughed as Meg spoke for
+that linen closet was a joke  You see having said that if Meg married
+that Brooke she shouldnt have a cent of her money Aunt March was
+rather in a quandary when time had appeased her wrath and made her
+repent her vow  She never broke her word and was much exercised in
+her mind how to get round it and at last devised a plan whereby she
+could satisfy herself  Mrs Carrol Florences mamma was ordered to
+buy have made and marked a generous supply of house and table linen
+and send it as her present all of which was faithfully done but the
+secret leaked out and was greatly enjoyed by the family for Aunt
+March tried to look utterly unconscious and insisted that she could
+give nothing but the old fashioned pearls long promised to the first
+bride
+
+Thats a housewifely taste which I am glad to see  I had a young
+friend who set up housekeeping with six sheets but she had finger
+bowls for company and that satisfied her said Mrs March patting the
+damask tablecloths with a truly feminine appreciation of their
+fineness
+
+I havent a single finger bowl but this is a setout that will last me
+all my days Hannah says  And Meg looked quite contented as well she
+might
+
+A tall broad shouldered young fellow with a cropped head a felt
+basin of a hat and a flyaway coat came tramping down the road at a
+great pace walked over the low fence without stopping to open the
+gate straight up to Mrs March with both hands out and a hearty
+
+Here I am Mother  Yes its all right
+
+The last words were in answer to the look the elder lady gave him a
+kindly questioning look which the handsome eyes met so frankly that the
+little ceremony closed as usual with a motherly kiss
+
+For Mrs John Brooke with the makers congratulations and
+compliments  Bless you Beth  What a refreshing spectacle you are
+Jo  Amy you are getting altogether too handsome for a single lady
+
+As Laurie spoke he delivered a brown paper parcel to Meg pulled
+Beths hair ribbon stared at Jos big pinafore and fell into an
+attitude of mock rapture before Amy then shook hands all round and
+everyone began to talk
+
+Where is John asked Meg anxiously
+
+Stopped to get the license for tomorrow maam
+
+Which side won the last match Teddy inquired Jo who persisted in
+feeling an interest in manly sports despite her nineteen years
+
+Ours of course  Wish youd been there to see
+
+How is the lovely Miss Randal asked Amy with a significant smile
+
+More cruel than ever  Dont you see how Im pining away and Laurie
+gave his broad chest a sounding slap and heaved a melodramatic sigh
+
+Whats the last joke  Undo the bundle and see Meg said Beth eying
+the knobby parcel with curiosity
+
+Its a useful thing to have in the house in case of fire or thieves
+observed Laurie as a watchmans rattle appeared amid the laughter of
+the girls
+
+Any time when John is away and you get frightened Mrs Meg just
+swing that out of the front window and it will rouse the neighborhood
+in a jiffy  Nice thing isnt it and Laurie gave them a sample of
+its powers that made them cover up their ears
+
+Theres gratitude for you  And speaking of gratitude reminds me to
+mention that you may thank Hannah for saving your wedding cake from
+destruction  I saw it going into your house as I came by and if she
+hadnt defended it manfully Id have had a pick at it for it looked
+like a remarkably plummy one
+
+I wonder if you will ever grow up Laurie said Meg in a matronly
+tone
+
+Im doing my best maam but cant get much higher Im afraid as
+six feet is about all men can do in these degenerate days responded
+the young gentleman whose head was about level with the little
+chandelier
+
+I suppose it would be profanation to eat anything in this
+spick and span bower so as Im tremendously hungry I propose an
+adjournment he added presently
+
+Mother and I are going to wait for John  There are some last things
+to settle said Meg bustling away
+
+Beth and I are going over to Kitty Bryants to get more flowers for
+tomorrow added Amy tying a picturesque hat over her picturesque
+curls and enjoying the effect as much as anybody
+
+Come Jo dont desert a fellow  Im in such a state of exhaustion I
+cant get home without help  Dont take off your apron whatever you
+do its peculiarly becoming said Laurie as Jo bestowed his especial
+aversion in her capacious pocket and offered her arm to support his
+feeble steps
+
+Now Teddy I want to talk seriously to you about tomorrow began Jo
+as they strolled away together  You must promise to behave well and
+not cut up any pranks and spoil our plans
+
+Not a prank
+
+And dont say funny things when we ought to be sober
+
+I never do  You are the one for that
+
+And I implore you not to look at me during the ceremony  I shall
+certainly laugh if you do
+
+You wont see me youll be crying so hard that the thick fog round
+you will obscure the prospect
+
+I never cry unless for some great affliction
+
+Such as fellows going to college hey cut in Laurie with suggestive
+laugh
+
+Dont be a peacock  I only moaned a trifle to keep the girls company
+
+Exactly  I say Jo how is Grandpa this week  Pretty amiable
+
+Very  Why have you got into a scrape and want to know how hell take
+it asked Jo rather sharply
+
+Now Jo do you think Id look your mother in the face and say All
+right if it wasnt and Laurie stopped short with an injured air
+
+No I dont
+
+Then dont go and be suspicious  I only want some money said
+Laurie walking on again appeased by her hearty tone
+
+You spend a great deal Teddy
+
+Bless you I dont spend it it spends itself somehow and is gone
+before I know it
+
+You are so generous and kind hearted that you let people borrow and
+cant say No to anyone  We heard about Henshaw and all you did for
+him  If you always spent money in that way no one would blame you
+said Jo warmly
+
+Oh he made a mountain out of a molehill  You wouldnt have me let
+that fine fellow work himself to death just for want of a little help
+when he is worth a dozen of us lazy chaps would you
+
+Of course not but I dont see the use of your having seventeen
+waistcoats endless neckties and a new hat every time you come home I
+thought youd got over the dandy period but every now and then it
+breaks out in a new spot  Just now its the fashion to be hideous to
+make your head look like a scrubbing brush wear a strait jacket
+orange gloves and clumping square toed boots  If it was cheap
+ugliness Id say nothing but it costs as much as the other and I
+dont get any satisfaction out of it
+
+Laurie threw back his head and laughed so heartily at this attack
+that the felt hat fell off and Jo walked on it which insult only
+afforded him an opportunity for expatiating on the advantages of a
+rough and ready costume as he folded up the maltreated hat and
+stuffed it into his pocket
+
+Dont lecture any more theres a good soul  I have enough all
+through the week and like to enjoy myself when I come home Ill get
+myself up regardless of expense tomorrow and be a satisfaction to my
+friends
+
+Ill leave you in peace if youll only let your hair grow Im not
+aristocratic but I do object to being seen with a person who looks
+like a young prize fighter observed Jo severely
+
+This unassuming style promotes study thats why we adopt it
+returned Laurie who certainly could not be accused of vanity having
+voluntarily sacrificed a handsome curly crop to the demand for
+quarter inch long stubble
+
+By the way Jo I think that little Parker is really getting desperate
+about Amy  He talks of her constantly writes poetry and moons about
+in a most suspicious manner  Hed better nip his little passion in the
+bud hadnt he added Laurie in a confidential elder brotherly tone
+after a minutes silence
+
+Of course he had  We dont want any more marrying in this family for
+years to come  Mercy on us what are the children thinking of and Jo
+looked as much scandalized as if Amy and little Parker were not yet in
+their teens
+
+Its a fast age and I dont know what we are coming to maam You
+are a mere infant but youll go next Jo and well be left
+lamenting said Laurie shaking his head over the degeneracy of the
+times
+
+Dont be alarmed  Im not one of the agreeable sort  Nobody will
+want me and its a mercy for there should always be one old maid in a
+family
+
+You wont give anyone a chance said Laurie with a sidelong glance
+and a little more color than before in his sunburned face You wont
+show the soft side of your character and if a fellow gets a peep at it
+by accident and cant help showing that he likes it you treat him as
+Mrs Gummidge did her sweetheart throw cold water over him and get so
+thorny no one dares touch or look at you
+
+I dont like that sort of thing  Im too busy to be worried with
+nonsense and I think its dreadful to break up families so Now dont
+say any more about it  Megs wedding has turned all our heads and we
+talk of nothing but lovers and such absurdities  I dont wish to get
+cross so lets change the subject  and Jo looked quite ready to
+fling cold water on the slightest provocation
+
+Whatever his feelings might have been Laurie found a vent for them in
+a long low whistle and the fearful prediction as they parted at the
+gate Mark my words Jo youll go next
+
+
+
+CHAPTER TWENTY FIVE
+
+THE FIRST WEDDING
+
+The June roses over the porch were awake bright and early on that
+morning rejoicing with all their hearts in the cloudless sunshine
+like friendly little neighbors as they were  Quite flushed with
+excitement were their ruddy faces as they swung in the wind
+whispering to one another what they had seen for some peeped in at the
+dining room windows where the feast was spread some climbed up to nod
+and smile at the sisters as they dressed the bride others waved a
+welcome to those who came and went on various errands in garden porch
+and hall and all from the rosiest full blown flower to the palest
+baby bud offered their tribute of beauty and fragrance to the gentle
+mistress who had loved and tended them so long
+
+Meg looked very like a rose herself for all that was best and sweetest
+in heart and soul seemed to bloom into her face that day making it
+fair and tender with a charm more beautiful than beauty Neither silk
+lace nor orange flowers would she have  I dont want a fashionable
+wedding but only those about me whom I love and to them I wish to
+look and be my familiar self
+
+So she made her wedding gown herself sewing into it the tender hopes
+and innocent romances of a girlish heart  Her sisters braided up her
+pretty hair and the only ornaments she wore were the lilies of the
+valley which her John liked best of all the flowers that grew
+
+You do look just like our own dear Meg only so very sweet and lovely
+that I should hug you if it wouldnt crumple your dress cried Amy
+surveying her with delight when all was done
+
+Then I am satisfied  But please hug and kiss me everyone and dont
+mind my dress  I want a great many crumples of this sort put into it
+today  and Meg opened her arms to her sisters who clung about her
+with April faces for a minute feeling that the new love had not
+changed the old
+
+Now Im going to tie Johns cravat for him and then to stay a few
+minutes with Father quietly in the study  and Meg ran down to perform
+these little ceremonies and then to follow her mother wherever she
+went conscious that in spite of the smiles on the motherly face there
+was a secret sorrow hid in the motherly heart at the flight of the
+first bird from the nest
+
+As the younger girls stand together giving the last touches to their
+simple toilet it may be a good time to tell of a few changes which
+three years have wrought in their appearance for all are looking their
+best just now
+
+Jos angles are much softened she has learned to carry herself with
+ease if not grace  The curly crop has lengthened into a thick coil
+more becoming to the small head atop of the tall figure  There is a
+fresh color in her brown cheeks a soft shine in her eyes and only
+gentle words fall from her sharp tongue today
+
+Beth has grown slender pale and more quiet than ever  The beautiful
+kind eyes are larger and in them lies an expression that saddens one
+although it is not sad itself  It is the shadow of pain which touches
+the young face with such pathetic patience but Beth seldom complains
+and always speaks hopefully of being better soon
+
+Amy is with truth considered the flower of the family for at sixteen
+she has the air and bearing of a full grown woman not beautiful but
+possessed of that indescribable charm called grace One saw it in the
+lines of her figure the make and motion of her hands the flow of her
+dress the droop of her hair unconscious yet harmonious and as
+attractive to many as beauty itself  Amys nose still afflicted her
+for it never would grow Grecian so did her mouth being too wide and
+having a decided chin  These offending features gave character to her
+whole face but she never could see it and consoled herself with her
+wonderfully fair complexion keen blue eyes and curls more golden and
+abundant than ever
+
+All three wore suits of thin silver gray (their best gowns for the
+summer) with blush roses in hair and bosom and all three looked just
+what they were fresh faced happy hearted girls pausing a moment in
+their busy lives to read with wistful eyes the sweetest chapter in the
+romance of womanhood
+
+There were to be no ceremonious performances everything was to be as
+natural and homelike as possible so when Aunt March arrived she was
+scandalized to see the bride come running to welcome and lead her in
+to find the bridegroom fastening up a garland that had fallen down and
+to catch a glimpse of the paternal minister marching upstairs with a
+grave countenance and a wine bottle under each arm
+
+Upon my word heres a state of things cried the old lady taking
+the seat of honor prepared for her and settling the folds of her
+lavender moire with a great rustle  You oughtnt to be seen till the
+last minute child
+
+Im not a show Aunty and no one is coming to stare at me to
+criticize my dress or count the cost of my luncheon  Im too happy to
+care what anyone says or thinks and Im going to have my little
+wedding just as I like it  John dear heres your hammer  And away
+went Meg to help that man in his highly improper employment
+
+Mr Brooke didnt even say Thank you but as he stooped for the
+unromantic tool he kissed his little bride behind the folding door
+with a look that made Aunt March whisk out her pocket handkerchief with
+a sudden dew in her sharp old eyes
+
+A crash a cry and a laugh from Laurie accompanied by the indecorous
+exclamation Jupiter Ammon  Jos upset the cake again caused a
+momentary flurry which was hardly over when a flock of cousins
+arrived and the party came in as Beth used to say when a child
+
+Dont let that young giant come near me he worries me worse than
+mosquitoes whispered the old lady to Amy as the rooms filled and
+Lauries black head towered above the rest
+
+He has promised to be very good today and he can be perfectly elegant
+if he likes returned Amy and gliding away to warn Hercules to beware
+of the dragon which warning caused him to haunt the old lady with a
+devotion that nearly distracted her
+
+There was no bridal procession but a sudden silence fell upon the room
+as Mr March and the young couple took their places under the green
+arch  Mother and sisters gathered close as if loath to give Meg up
+The fatherly voice broke more than once which only seemed to make the
+service more beautiful and solemn  The bridegrooms hand trembled
+visibly and no one heard his replies  But Meg looked straight up in
+her husbands eyes and said I will with such tender trust in her
+own face and voice that her mothers heart rejoiced and Aunt March
+sniffed audibly
+
+Jo did not cry though she was very near it once and was only saved
+from a demonstration by the consciousness that Laurie was staring
+fixedly at her with a comical mixture of merriment and emotion in his
+wicked black eyes  Beth kept her face hidden on her mothers shoulder
+but Amy stood like a graceful statue with a most becoming ray of
+sunshine touching her white forehead and the flower in her hair
+
+It wasnt at all the thing Im afraid but the minute she was fairly
+married Meg cried The first kiss for Marmee and turning gave it
+with her heart on her lips  During the next fifteen minutes she looked
+more like a rose than ever for everyone availed themselves of their
+privileges to the fullest extent from Mr Laurence to old Hannah who
+adorned with a headdress fearfully and wonderfully made fell upon her
+in the hall crying with a sob and a chuckle Bless you deary a
+hundred times  The cake aint hurt a mite and everything looks
+lovely
+
+Everybody cleared up after that and said something brilliant or tried
+to which did just as well for laughter is ready when hearts are
+light  There was no display of gifts for they were already in the
+little house nor was there an elaborate breakfast but a plentiful
+lunch of cake and fruit dressed with flowers Mr Laurence and Aunt
+March shrugged and smiled at one another when water lemonade and
+coffee were found to be to only sorts of nectar which the three Hebes
+carried round  No one said anything till Laurie who insisted on
+serving the bride appeared before her with a loaded salver in his
+hand and a puzzled expression on his face
+
+Has Jo smashed all the bottles by accident he whispered or am I
+merely laboring under a delusion that I saw some lying about loose this
+morning
+
+No your grandfather kindly offered us his best and Aunt March
+actually sent some but Father put away a little for Beth and
+dispatched the rest to the Soldiers Home  You know he thinks that
+wine should be used only in illness and Mother says that neither she
+nor her daughters will ever offer it to any young man under her roof
+
+Meg spoke seriously and expected to see Laurie frown or laugh but he
+did neither for after a quick look at her he said in his impetuous
+way I like that  For Ive seen enough harm done to wish other women
+would think as you do
+
+You are not made wise by experience I hope and there was an anxious
+accent in Megs voice
+
+No  I give you my word for it  Dont think too well of me either
+this is not one of my temptations  Being brought up where wine is as
+common as water and almost as harmless I dont care for it but when a
+pretty girl offers it one doesnt like to refuse you see
+
+But you will for the sake of others if not for your own Come
+Laurie promise and give me one more reason to call this the happiest
+day of my life
+
+A demand so sudden and so serious made the young man hesitate a moment
+for ridicule is often harder to bear than self denial Meg knew that if
+he gave the promise he would keep it at all costs and feeling her
+power used it as a woman may for her friends good She did not speak
+but she looked up at him with a face made very eloquent by happiness
+and a smile which said No one can refuse me anything today
+
+Laurie certainly could not and with an answering smile he gave her
+his hand saying heartily I promise Mrs Brooke
+
+I thank you very very much
+
+And I drink long life to your resolution Teddy cried Jo
+baptizing him with a splash of lemonade as she waved her glass and
+beamed approvingly upon him
+
+So the toast was drunk the pledge made and loyally kept in spite of
+many temptations for with instinctive wisdom the girls seized a happy
+moment to do their friend a service for which he thanked them all his
+life
+
+After lunch people strolled about by twos and threes through the
+house and garden enjoying the sunshine without and within  Meg and
+John happened to be standing together in the middle of the grass plot
+when Laurie was seized with an inspiration which put the finishing
+touch to this unfashionable wedding
+
+All the married people take hands and dance round the new made husband
+and wife as the Germans do while we bachelors and spinsters prance in
+couples outside cried Laurie promenading down the path with Amy
+with such infectious spirit and skill that everyone else followed their
+example without a murmur  Mr and Mrs March Aunt and Uncle Carrol
+began it others rapidly joined in even Sallie Moffat after a
+moments hesitation threw her train over her arm and whisked Ned into
+the ring  But the crowning joke was Mr Laurence and Aunt March for
+when the stately old gentleman chasseed solemnly up to the old lady
+she just tucked her cane under her arm and hopped briskly away to join
+hands with the rest and dance about the bridal pair while the young
+folks pervaded the garden like butterflies on a midsummer day
+
+Want of breath brought the impromptu ball to a close and then people
+began to go
+
+I wish you well my dear I heartily wish you well but I think youll
+be sorry for it said Aunt March to Meg adding to the bridegroom as
+he led her to the carriage Youve got a treasure young man see that
+you deserve it
+
+That is the prettiest wedding Ive been to for an age Ned and I
+dont see why for there wasnt a bit of style about it observed Mrs
+Moffat to her husband as they drove away
+
+Laurie my lad if you ever want to indulge in this sort of thing get
+one of those little girls to help you and I shall be perfectly
+satisfied said Mr Laurence settling himself in his easy chair to
+rest after the excitement of the morning
+
+Ill do my best to gratify you Sir was Lauries unusually dutiful
+reply as he carefully unpinned the posy Jo had put in his buttonhole
+
+The little house was not far away and the only bridal journey Meg had
+was the quiet walk with John from the old home to the new When she
+came down looking like a pretty Quakeress in her dove colored suit and
+straw bonnet tied with white they all gathered about her to say
+good by as tenderly as if she had been going to make the grand tour
+
+Dont feel that I am separated from you Marmee dear or that I love
+you any the less for loving John so much she said clinging to her
+mother with full eyes for a moment  I shall come every day Father
+and expect to keep my old place in all your hearts though I am
+married  Beth is going to be with me a great deal and the other girls
+will drop in now and then to laugh at my housekeeping struggles Thank
+you all for my happy wedding day  Good by good by
+
+They stood watching her with faces full of love and hope and tender
+pride as she walked away leaning on her husbands arm with her hands
+full of flowers and the June sunshine brightening her happy face and
+so Megs married life began
+
+
+
+CHAPTER TWENTY SIX
+
+ARTISTIC ATTEMPTS
+
+It takes people a long time to learn the difference between talent and
+genius especially ambitious young men and women  Amy was learning
+this distinction through much tribulation for mistaking enthusiasm for
+inspiration she attempted every branch of art with youthful audacity
+For a long time there was a lull in the mud pie business and she
+devoted herself to the finest pen and ink drawing in which she showed
+such taste and skill that her graceful handiwork proved both pleasant
+and profitable  But over strained eyes caused pen and ink to be laid
+aside for a bold attempt at poker sketching While this attack lasted
+the family lived in constant fear of a conflagration for the odor of
+burning wood pervaded the house at all hours smoke issued from attic
+and shed with alarming frequency red hot pokers lay about
+promiscuously and Hannah never went to bed without a pail of water and
+the dinner bell at her door in case of fire  Raphaels face was found
+boldly executed on the underside of the moulding board and Bacchus on
+the head of a beer barrel  A chanting cherub adorned the cover of the
+sugar bucket and attempts to portray Romeo and Juliet supplied
+kindling for some time
+
+From fire to oil was a natural transition for burned fingers and Amy
+fell to painting with undiminished ardor  An artist friend fitted her
+out with his castoff palettes brushes and colors and she daubed
+away producing pastoral and marine views such as were never seen on
+land or sea  Her monstrosities in the way of cattle would have taken
+prizes at an agricultural fair and the perilous pitching of her
+vessels would have produced seasickness in the most nautical observer
+if the utter disregard to all known rules of shipbuilding and rigging
+had not convulsed him with laughter at the first glance  Swarthy boys
+and dark eyed Madonnas staring at you from one corner of the studio
+suggested Murillo oily brown shadows of faces with a lurid streak in
+the wrong place meant Rembrandt buxom ladies and dropiscal infants
+Rubens and Turner appeared in tempests of blue thunder orange
+lightning brown rain and purple clouds with a tomato colored splash
+in the middle which might be the sun or a bouy a sailors shirt or a
+kings robe as the spectator pleased
+
+Charcoal portraits came next and the entire family hung in a row
+looking as wild and crocky as if just evoked from a coalbin Softened
+into crayon sketches they did better for the likenesses were good
+and Amys hair Jos nose Megs mouth and Lauries eyes were
+pronounced wonderfully fine  A return to clay and plaster followed
+and ghostly casts of her acquaintances haunted corners of the house or
+tumbled off closet shelves onto peoples heads  Children were enticed
+in as models till their incoherent accounts of her mysterious doings
+caused Miss Amy to be regarded in the light of a young ogress  Her
+efforts in this line however were brought to an abrupt close by an
+untoward accident which quenched her ardor  Other models failing her
+for a time she undertook to cast her own pretty foot and the family
+were one day alarmed by an unearthly bumping and screaming and running
+to the rescue found the young enthusiast hopping wildly about the shed
+with her foot held fast in a pan full of plaster which had hardened
+with unexpected rapidity  With much difficulty and some danger she was
+dug out for Jo was so overcome with laughter while she excavated that
+her knife went too far cut the poor foot and left a lasting memorial
+of one artistic attempt at least
+
+After this Amy subsided till a mania for sketching from nature set her
+to haunting river field and wood for picturesque studies and
+sighing for ruins to copy  She caught endless colds sitting on damp
+grass to book a delicious bit composed of a stone a stump one
+mushroom and a broken mullein stalk or a heavenly mass of clouds
+that looked like a choice display of featherbeds when done She
+sacrificed her complexion floating on the river in the midsummer sun to
+study light and shade and got a wrinkle over her nose trying after
+points of sight or whatever the squint and string performance is
+called
+
+If genius is eternal patience as Michelangelo affirms Amy had some
+claim to the divine attribute for she persevered in spite of all
+obstacles failures and discouragements firmly believing that in time
+she should do something worthy to be called high art
+
+She was learning doing and enjoying other things meanwhile for she
+had resolved to be an attractive and accomplished woman even if she
+never became a great artist  Here she succeeded better for she was
+one of those happily created beings who please without effort make
+friends everywhere and take life so gracefully and easily that less
+fortunate souls are tempted to believe that such are born under a lucky
+star  Everybody liked her for among her good gifts was tact  She had
+an instinctive sense of what was pleasing and proper always said the
+right thing to the right person did just what suited the time and
+place and was so self possessed that her sisters used to say If Amy
+went to court without any rehearsal beforehand shed know exactly what
+to do
+
+One of her weaknesses was a desire to move in our best society
+without being quite sure what the best really was  Money position
+fashionable accomplishments and elegant manners were most desirable
+things in her eyes and she liked to associate with those who possessed
+them often mistaking the false for the true and admiring what was not
+admirable  Never forgetting that by birth she was a gentlewoman she
+cultivated her aristocratic tastes and feelings so that when the
+opportunity came she might be ready to take the place from which
+poverty now excluded her
+
+My lady as her friends called her sincerely desired to be a genuine
+lady and was so at heart but had yet to learn that money cannot buy
+refinement of nature that rank does not always confer nobility and
+that true breeding makes itself felt in spite of external drawbacks
+
+I want to ask a favor of you Mamma Amy said coming in with an
+important air one day
+
+Well little girl what is it replied her mother in whose eyes the
+stately young lady still remained the baby
+
+Our drawing class breaks up next week and before the girls separate
+for the summer I want to ask them out here for a day  They are wild
+to see the river sketch the broken bridge and copy some of the things
+they admire in my book  They have been very kind to me in many ways
+and I am grateful for they are all rich and I know I am poor yet they
+never made any difference
+
+Why should they and Mrs March put the question with what the girls
+called her Maria Theresa air
+
+You know as well as I that it does make a difference with nearly
+everyone so dont ruffle up like a dear motherly hen when your
+chickens get pecked by smarter birds  The ugly duckling turned out a
+swan you know  and Amy smiled without bitterness for she possessed
+a happy temper and hopeful spirit
+
+Mrs March laughed and smoothed down her maternal pride as she asked
+Well my swan what is your plan
+
+I should like to ask the girls out to lunch next week to take them
+for a drive to the places they want to see a row on the river
+perhaps and make a little artistic fete for them
+
+That looks feasible  What do you want for lunch  Cake sandwiches
+fruit and coffee will be all that is necessary I suppose
+
+Oh dear no  We must have cold tongue and chicken French chocolate
+and ice cream besides  The girls are used to such things and I want
+my lunch to be proper and elegant though I do work for my living
+
+How many young ladies are there asked her mother beginning to look
+sober
+
+Twelve or fourteen in the class but I dare say they wont all come
+
+Bless me child you will have to charter an omnibus to carry them
+about
+
+Why Mother how can you think of such a thing  Not more than six or
+eight will probably come so I shall hire a beach wagon and borrow Mr
+Laurences cherry bounce (Hannahs pronunciation of char a banc)
+
+All of this will be expensive Amy
+
+Not very  Ive calculated the cost and Ill pay for it myself
+
+Dont you think dear that as these girls are used to such things
+and the best we can do will be nothing new that some simpler plan
+would be pleasanter to them as a change if nothing more and much
+better for us than buying or borrowing what we dont need and
+attempting a style not in keeping with our circumstances
+
+If I cant have it as I like I dont care to have it at all I know
+that I can carry it out perfectly well if you and the girls will help
+a little and I dont see why I cant if Im willing to pay for it
+said Amy with the decision which opposition was apt to change into
+obstinacy
+
+Mrs March knew that experience was an excellent teacher and when it
+was possible she left her children to learn alone the lessons which she
+would gladly have made easier if they had not objected to taking
+advice as much as they did salts and senna
+
+Very well Amy if your heart is set upon it and you see your way
+through without too great an outlay of money time and temper Ill
+say no more  Talk it over with the girls and whichever way you
+decide Ill do my best to help you
+
+Thanks Mother you are always so kind and away went Amy to lay her
+plan before her sisters
+
+Meg agreed at once and promised her aid gladly offering anything she
+possessed from her little house itself to her very best saltspoons
+But Jo frowned upon the whole project and would have nothing to do with
+it at first
+
+Why in the world should you spend your money worry your family and
+turn the house upside down for a parcel of girls who dont care a
+sixpence for you  I thought you had too much pride and sense to
+truckle to any mortal woman just because she wears French boots and
+rides in a coupe said Jo who being called from the tragic climax of
+her novel was not in the best mood for social enterprises
+
+I dont truckle and I hate being patronized as much as you do
+returned Amy indignantly for the two still jangled when such questions
+arose The girls do care for me and I for them and theres a great
+deal of kindness and sense and talent among them in spite of what you
+call fashionable nonsense  You dont care to make people like you to
+go into good society and cultivate your manners and tastes  I do and
+I mean to make the most of every chance that comes  You can go through
+the world with your elbows out and your nose in the air and call it
+independence if you like  Thats not my way
+
+When Amy had whetted her tongue and freed her mind she usually got the
+best of it for she seldom failed to have common sense on her side
+while Jo carried her love of liberty and hate of conventionalities to
+such an unlimited extent that she naturally found herself worsted in an
+argument  Amys definition of Jos idea of independence was such a
+good hit that both burst out laughing and the discussion took a more
+amiable turn  Much against her will Jo at length consented to
+sacrifice a day to Mrs Grundy and help her sister through what she
+regarded as a nonsensical business
+
+The invitations were sent nearly all accepted and the following
+Monday was set apart for the grand event  Hannah was out of humor
+because her weeks work was deranged and prophesied that ef the
+washin and ironin warnt done reglar nothin would go well
+anywheres  This hitch in the mainspring of the domestic machinery had
+a bad effect upon the whole concern but Amys motto was Nil
+desperandum and having made up her mind what to do she proceeded to
+do it in spite of all obstacles  To begin with Hannahs cooking
+didnt turn out well  The chicken was tough the tongue too salty and
+the chocolate wouldnt froth properly  Then the cake and ice cost more
+than Amy expected so did the wagon and various other expenses which
+seemed trifling at the outset counted up rather alarmingly afterward
+Beth got a cold and took to her bed  Meg had an unusual number of
+callers to keep her at home and Jo was in such a divided state of mind
+that her breakages accidents and mistakes were uncommonly numerous
+serious and trying
+
+If it was not fair on Monday the young ladies were to come on Tuesday
+an arrangement which aggravated Jo and Hannah to the last degree  On
+Monday morning the weather was in that undecided state which is more
+exasperating than a steady pour  It drizzled a little shone a little
+blew a little and didnt make up its mind till it was too late for
+anyone else to make up theirs  Amy was up at dawn hustling people out
+of their beds and through their breakfasts that the house might be got
+in order  The parlor struck her as looking uncommonly shabby but
+without stopping to sigh for what she had not she skillfully made the
+best of what she had arranging chairs over the worn places in the
+carpet covering stains on the walls with homemade statuary which gave
+an artistic air to the room as did the lovely vases of flowers Jo
+scattered about
+
+The lunch looked charming and as she surveyed it she sincerely hoped
+it would taste well and that the borrowed glass china and silver
+would get safely home again  The carriages were promised Meg and
+Mother were all ready to do the honors Beth was able to help Hannah
+behind the scenes Jo had engaged to be as lively and amiable as an
+absent mind and aching head and a very decided disapproval of
+everybody and everything would allow and as she wearily dressed Amy
+cheered herself with anticipations of the happy moment when lunch
+safely over she should drive away with her friends for an afternoon of
+artistic delights for the cherry bounce and the broken bridge were
+her strong points
+
+Then came the hours of suspense during which she vibrated from parlor
+to porch while public opinion varied like the weathercock  A smart
+shower at eleven had evidently quenched the enthusiasm of the young
+ladies who were to arrive at twelve for nobody came and at two the
+exhausted family sat down in a blaze of sunshine to consume the
+perishable portions of the feast that nothing might be lost
+
+No doubt about the weather today they will certainly come so we must
+fly round and be ready for them said Amy as the sun woke her next
+morning  She spoke briskly but in her secret soul she wished she had
+said nothing about Tuesday for her interest like her cake was getting
+a little stale
+
+I cant get any lobsters so you will have to do without salad today
+said Mr March coming in half an hour later with an expression of
+placid despair
+
+Use the chicken then the toughness wont matter in a salad advised
+his wife
+
+Hannah left it on the kitchen table a minute and the kittens got at
+it  Im very sorry Amy added Beth who was still a patroness of
+cats
+
+Then I must have a lobster for tongue alone wont do said Amy
+decidedly
+
+Shall I rush into town and demand one asked Jo with the magnanimity
+of a martyr
+
+Youd come bringing it home under your arm without any paper just to
+try me  Ill go myself answered Amy whose temper was beginning to
+fail
+
+Shrouded in a thick veil and armed with a genteel traveling basket she
+departed feeling that a cool drive would soothe her ruffled spirit and
+fit her for the labors of the day  After some delay the object of her
+desire was procured likewise a bottle of dressing to prevent further
+loss of time at home and off she drove again well pleased with her
+own forethought
+
+As the omnibus contained only one other passenger a sleepy old lady
+Amy pocketed her veil and beguiled the tedium of the way by trying to
+find out where all her money had gone to  So busy was she with her
+card full of refractory figures that she did not observe a newcomer
+who entered without stopping the vehicle till a masculine voice said
+Good morning Miss March and looking up she beheld one of Lauries
+most elegant college friends  Fervently hoping that he would get out
+before she did Amy utterly ignored the basket at her feet and
+congratulating herself that she had on her new traveling dress
+returned the young mans greeting with her usual suavity and spirit
+
+They got on excellently for Amys chief care was soon set at rest by
+learning that the gentleman would leave first and she was chatting
+away in a peculiarly lofty strain when the old lady got out In
+stumbling to the door she upset the basket and oh horror the
+lobster in all its vulgar size and brilliancy was revealed to the
+highborn eyes of a Tudor
+
+By Jove shes forgotten her dinner cried the unconscious youth
+poking the scarlet monster into its place with his cane and preparing
+to hand out the basket after the old lady
+
+Please dont its its mine murmured Amy with a face nearly as
+red as her fish
+
+Oh really I beg pardon  Its an uncommonly fine one isnt it
+said Tudor with great presence of mind and an air of sober interest
+that did credit to his breeding
+
+Amy recovered herself in a breath set her basket boldly on the seat
+and said laughing Dont you wish you were to have some of the salad
+hes going to make and to see the charming young ladies who are to eat
+it
+
+Now that was tact for two of the ruling foibles of the masculine mind
+were touched  The lobster was instantly surrounded by a halo of
+pleasing reminiscences and curiosity about the charming young ladies
+diverted his mind from the comical mishap
+
+I suppose hell laugh and joke over it with Laurie but I shant see
+them thats a comfort thought Amy as Tudor bowed and departed
+
+She did not mention this meeting at home (though she discovered that
+thanks to the upset her new dress was much damaged by the rivulets of
+dressing that meandered down the skirt) but went through with the
+preparations which now seemed more irksome than before and at twelve
+oclock all was ready again  Feeling that the neighbors were
+interested in her movements she wished to efface the memory of
+yesterdays failure by a grand success today so she ordered the
+cherry bounce and drove away in state to meet and escort her guests
+to the banquet
+
+Theres the rumble theyre coming  Ill go onto the porch and meet
+them  It looks hospitable and I want the poor child to have a good
+time after all her trouble said Mrs March suiting the action to the
+word  But after one glance she retired with an indescribable
+expression for looking quite lost in the big carriage sat Amy and one
+young lady
+
+Run Beth and help Hannah clear half the things off the table It
+will be too absurd to put a luncheon for twelve before a single girl
+cried Jo hurrying away to the lower regions too excited to stop even
+for a laugh
+
+In came Amy quite calm and delightfully cordial to the one guest who
+had kept her promise  The rest of the family being of a dramatic
+turn played their parts equally well and Miss Eliott found them a
+most hilarious set for it was impossible to control entirely the
+merriment which possessed them  The remodeled lunch being gaily
+partaken of the studio and garden visited and art discussed with
+enthusiasm Amy ordered a buggy (alas for the elegant cherry bounce)
+and drove her friend quietly about the neighborhood till sunset when
+the party went out
+
+As she came walking in looking very tired but as composed as ever she
+observed that every vestige of the unfortunate fete had disappeared
+except a suspicious pucker about the corners of Jos mouth
+
+Youve had a loverly afternoon for your drive dear said her mother
+as respectfully as if the whole twelve had come
+
+Miss Eliott is a very sweet girl and seemed to enjoy herself I
+thought observed Beth with unusual warmth
+
+Could you spare me some of your cake  I really need some I have so
+much company and I cant make such delicious stuff as yours asked
+Meg soberly
+
+Take it all  Im the only one here who likes sweet things and it
+will mold before I can dispose of it answered Amy thinking with a
+sigh of the generous store she had laid in for such an end as this
+
+Its a pity Laurie isnt here to help us began Jo as they sat down
+to ice cream and salad for the second time in two days
+
+A warning look from her mother checked any further remarks and the
+whole family ate in heroic silence till Mr March mildly observed
+salad was one of the favorite dishes of the ancients and Evelyn
+Here a general explosion of laughter cut short the history of salads
+to the great surprise of the learned gentleman
+
+Bundle everything into a basket and send it to the Hummels  Germans
+like messes  Im sick of the sight of this and theres no reason you
+should all die of a surfeit because Ive been a fool cried Amy
+wiping her eyes
+
+I thought I should have died when I saw you two girls rattling about
+in the what you call it like two little kernels in a very big
+nutshell and Mother waiting in state to receive the throng sighed
+Jo quite spent with laughter
+
+Im very sorry you were disappointed dear but we all did our best to
+satisfy you said Mrs March in a tone full of motherly regret
+
+I am satisfied  Ive done what I undertook and its not my fault
+that it failed  I comfort myself with that said Amy with a little
+quiver in her voice  I thank you all very much for helping me and
+Ill thank you still more if you wont allude to it for a month at
+least
+
+No one did for several months but the word fete always produced a
+general smile and Lauries birthday gift to Amy was a tiny coral
+lobster in the shape of a charm for her watch guard
+
+
+
+CHAPTER TWENTY SEVEN
+
+LITERARY LESSONS
+
+Fortune suddenly smiled upon Jo and dropped a good luck penny in her
+path  Not a golden penny exactly but I doubt if half a million would
+have given more real happiness then did the little sum that came to her
+in this wise
+
+Every few weeks she would shut herself up in her room put on her
+scribbling suit and fall into a vortex as she expressed it writing
+away at her novel with all her heart and soul for till that was
+finished she could find no peace  Her scribbling suit consisted of a
+black woolen pinafore on which she could wipe her pen at will and a
+cap of the same material adorned with a cheerful red bow into which
+she bundled her hair when the decks were cleared for action  This cap
+was a beacon to the inquiring eyes of her family who during these
+periods kept their distance merely popping in their heads
+semi occasionally to ask with interest Does genius burn Jo They
+did not always venture even to ask this question but took an
+observation of the cap and judged accordingly  If this expressive
+article of dress was drawn low upon the forehead it was a sign that
+hard work was going on in exciting moments it was pushed rakishly
+askew and when despair seized the author it was plucked wholly off
+and cast upon the floor  At such times the intruder silently withdrew
+and not until the red bow was seen gaily erect upon the gifted brow
+did anyone dare address Jo
+
+She did not think herself a genius by any means but when the writing
+fit came on she gave herself up to it with entire abandon and led a
+blissful life unconscious of want care or bad weather while she sat
+safe and happy in an imaginary world full of friends almost as real
+and dear to her as any in the flesh  Sleep forsook her eyes meals
+stood untasted day and night were all too short to enjoy the happiness
+which blessed her only at such times and made these hours worth
+living even if they bore no other fruit  The divine afflatus usually
+lasted a week or two and then she emerged from her vortex hungry
+sleepy cross or despondent
+
+She was just recovering from one of these attacks when she was
+prevailed upon to escort Miss Crocker to a lecture and in return for
+her virtue was rewarded with a new idea  It was a Peoples Course the
+lecture on the Pyramids and Jo rather wondered at the choice of such a
+subject for such an audience but took it for granted that some great
+social evil would be remedied or some great want supplied by unfolding
+the glories of the Pharaohs to an audience whose thoughts were busy
+with the price of coal and flour and whose lives were spent in trying
+to solve harder riddles than that of the Sphinx
+
+They were early and while Miss Crocker set the heel of her stocking
+Jo amused herself by examining the faces of the people who occupied the
+seat with them  On her left were two matrons with massive foreheads
+and bonnets to match discussing Womens Rights and making tatting
+Beyond sat a pair of humble lovers artlessly holding each other by the
+hand a somber spinster eating peppermints out of a paper bag and an
+old gentleman taking his preparatory nap behind a yellow bandanna  On
+her right her only neighbor was a studious looking lad absorbed in a
+newspaper
+
+It was a pictorial sheet and Jo examined the work of art nearest her
+idly wondering what fortuitous concatenation of circumstances needed
+the melodramatic illustration of an Indian in full war costume
+tumbling over a precipice with a wolf at his throat while two
+infuriated young gentlemen with unnaturally small feet and big eyes
+were stabbing each other close by and a disheveled female was flying
+away in the background with her mouth wide open  Pausing to turn a
+page the lad saw her looking and with boyish good nature offered half
+his paper saying bluntly want to read it Thats a first rate story
+
+Jo accepted it with a smile for she had never outgrown her liking for
+lads and soon found herself involved in the usual labyrinth of love
+mystery and murder for the story belonged to that class of light
+literature in which the passions have a holiday and when the authors
+invention fails a grand catastrophe clears the stage of one half the
+dramatis personae leaving the other half to exult over their downfall
+
+Prime isnt it asked the boy as her eye went down the last
+paragraph of her portion
+
+I think you and I could do as well as that if we tried returned Jo
+amused at his admiration of the trash
+
+I should think I was a pretty lucky chap if I could  She makes a good
+living out of such stories they say and he pointed to the name of
+Mrs SLANG  Northbury under the title of the tale
+
+Do you know her asked Jo with sudden interest
+
+No but I read all her pieces and I know a fellow who works in the
+office where this paper is printed
+
+Do you say she makes a good living out of stories like this and Jo
+looked more respectfully at the agitated group and thickly sprinkled
+exclamation points that adorned the page
+
+Guess she does  She knows just what folks like and gets paid well
+for writing it
+
+Here the lecture began but Jo heard very little of it for while
+Professor Sands was prosing away about Belzoni Cheops scarabei and
+hieroglyphics she was covertly taking down the address of the paper
+and boldly resolving to try for the hundred dollar prize offered in its
+columns for a sensational story  By the time the lecture ended and the
+audience awoke she had built up a splendid fortune for herself (not
+the first founded on paper) and was already deep in the concoction of
+her story being unable to decide whether the duel should come before
+the elopement or after the murder
+
+She said nothing of her plan at home but fell to work next day much
+to the disquiet of her mother who always looked a little anxious when
+genius took to burning  Jo had never tried this style before
+contenting herself with very mild romances for The Spread Eagle  Her
+experience and miscellaneous reading were of service now for they gave
+her some idea of dramatic effect and supplied plot language and
+costumes  Her story was as full of desperation and despair as her
+limited acquaintance with those uncomfortable emotions enabled her to
+make it and having located it in Lisbon she wound up with an
+earthquake as a striking and appropriate denouement  The manuscript
+was privately dispatched accompanied by a note modestly saying that
+if the tale didnt get the prize which the writer hardly dared expect
+she would be very glad to receive any sum it might be considered worth
+
+Six weeks is a long time to wait and a still longer time for a girl to
+keep a secret but Jo did both and was just beginning to give up all
+hope of ever seeing her manuscript again when a letter arrived which
+almost took her breath away for on opening it a check for a hundred
+dollars fell into her lap  For a minute she stared at it as if it had
+been a snake then she read her letter and began to cry  If the
+amiable gentleman who wrote that kindly note could have known what
+intense happiness he was giving a fellow creature I think he would
+devote his leisure hours if he has any to that amusement for Jo
+valued the letter more than the money because it was encouraging and
+after years of effort it was so pleasant to find that she had learned
+to do something though it was only to write a sensation story
+
+A prouder young woman was seldom seen than she when having composed
+herself she electrified the family by appearing before them with the
+letter in one hand the check in the other announcing that she had won
+the prize  Of course there was a great jubilee and when the story
+came everyone read and praised it though after her father had told her
+that the language was good the romance fresh and hearty and the
+tragedy quite thrilling he shook his head and said in his unworldly
+way
+
+You can do better than this Jo  Aim at the highest and never mind
+the money
+
+I think the money is the best part of it  What will you do with such
+a fortune asked Amy regarding the magic slip of paper with a
+reverential eye
+
+Send Beth and Mother to the seaside for a month or two answered Jo
+promptly
+
+To the seaside they went after much discussion and though Beth didnt
+come home as plump and rosy as could be desired she was much better
+while Mrs March declared she felt ten years younger  So Jo was
+satisfied with the investment of her prize money and fell to work with
+a cheery spirit bent on earning more of those delightful checks She
+did earn several that year and began to feel herself a power in the
+house for by the magic of a pen her rubbish turned into comforts
+for them all  The Dukes Daughter paid the butchers bill A Phantom
+Hand put down a new carpet and the Curse of the Coventrys proved the
+blessing of the Marches in the way of groceries and gowns
+
+Wealth is certainly a most desirable thing but poverty has its sunny
+side and one of the sweet uses of adversity is the genuine
+satisfaction which comes from hearty work of head or hand and to the
+inspiration of necessity we owe half the wise beautiful and useful
+blessings of the world  Jo enjoyed a taste of this satisfaction and
+ceased to envy richer girls taking great comfort in the knowledge that
+she could supply her own wants and need ask no one for a penny
+
+Little notice was taken of her stories but they found a market and
+encouraged by this fact she resolved to make a bold stroke for fame
+and fortune  Having copied her novel for the fourth time read it to
+all her confidential friends and submitted it with fear and trembling
+to three publishers she at last disposed of it on condition that she
+would cut it down one third and omit all the parts which she
+particularly admired
+
+Now I must either bundle it back in to my tin kitchen to mold pay for
+printing it myself or chop it up to suit purchasers and get what I can
+for it  Fame is a very good thing to have in the house but cash is
+more convenient so I wish to take the sense of the meeting on this
+important subject said Jo calling a family council
+
+Dont spoil your book my girl for there is more in it than you know
+and the idea is well worked out  Let it wait and ripen was her
+fathers advice and he practiced what he preached having waited
+patiently thirty years for fruit of his own to ripen and being in no
+haste to gather it even now when it was sweet and mellow
+
+It seems to me that Jo will profit more by taking the trial than by
+waiting said Mrs March  Criticism is the best test of such work
+for it will show her both unsuspected merits and faults and help her
+to do better next time  We are too partial but the praise and blame
+of outsiders will prove useful even if she gets but little money
+
+Yes said Jo knitting her brows thats just it  Ive been fussing
+over the thing so long I really dont know whether its good bad or
+indifferent  It will be a great help to have cool impartial persons
+take a look at it and tell me what they think of it
+
+I wouldnt leave a word out of it  Youll spoil it if you do for the
+interest of the story is more in the minds than in the actions of the
+people and it will be all a muddle if you dont explain as you go on
+said Meg who firmly believed that this book was the most remarkable
+novel ever written
+
+But Mr Allen says Leave out the explanations make it brief and
+dramatic and let the characters tell the story interrupted Jo
+turning to the publishers note
+
+Do as he tells you  He knows what will sell and we dont Make a
+good popular book and get as much money as you can By and by when
+youve got a name you can afford to digress and have philosophical
+and metaphysical people in your novels said Amy who took a strictly
+practical view of the subject
+
+Well said Jo laughing if my people are philosophical and
+metaphysical it isnt my fault for I know nothing about such things
+except what I hear father say sometimes  If Ive got some of his wise
+ideas jumbled up with my romance so much the better for me  Now
+Beth what do you say
+
+I should so like to see it printed soon was all Beth said and
+smiled in saying it  But there was an unconscious emphasis on the last
+word and a wistful look in the eyes that never lost their childlike
+candor which chilled Jos heart for a minute with a forboding fear
+and decided her to make her little venture soon
+
+So with Spartan firmness the young authoress laid her first born on
+her table and chopped it up as ruthlessly as any ogre  In the hope of
+pleasing everyone she took everyones advice and like the old man and
+his donkey in the fable suited nobody
+
+Her father liked the metaphysical streak which had unconsciously got
+into it so that was allowed to remain though she had her doubts about
+it  Her mother thought that there was a trifle too much description
+Out therefore it came and with it many necessary links in the story
+Meg admired the tragedy so Jo piled up the agony to suit her while
+Amy objected to the fun and with the best intentions in life Jo
+quenched the spritly scenes which relieved the somber character of the
+story  Then to complicate the ruin she cut it down one third and
+confidingly sent the poor little romance like a picked robin out into
+the big busy world to try its fate
+
+Well it was printed and she got three hundred dollars for it
+likewise plenty of praise and blame both so much greater than she
+expected that she was thrown into a state of bewilderment from which it
+took her some time to recover
+
+You said Mother that criticism would help me  But how can it when
+its so contradictory that I dont know whether Ive written a
+promising book or broken all the ten commandments cried poor Jo
+turning over a heap of notices the perusal of which filled her with
+pride and joy one minute wrath and dismay the next  This man says
+An exquisite book full of truth beauty and earnestness All is
+sweet pure and healthy continued the perplexed authoress  The
+next The theory of the book is bad full of morbid fancies
+spiritualistic ideas and unnatural characters Now as I had no
+theory of any kind dont believe in Spiritualism and copied my
+characters from life I dont see how this critic can be right
+Another says Its one of the best American novels which has appeared
+for years (I know better than that) and the next asserts that
+Though it is original and written with great force and feeling it is
+a dangerous book Tisnt  Some make fun of it some overpraise and
+nearly all insist that I had a deep theory to expound when I only
+wrote it for the pleasure and the money  I wish Id printed the whole
+or not at all for I do hate to be so misjudged
+
+Her family and friends administered comfort and commendation liberally
+Yet it was a hard time for sensitive high spirited Jo who meant so
+well and had apparently done so ill  But it did her good for those
+whose opinion had real value gave her the criticism which is an
+authors best education and when the first soreness was over she
+could laugh at her poor little book yet believe in it still and feel
+herself the wiser and stronger for the buffeting she had received
+
+Not being a genius like Keats it wont kill me she said stoutly
+and Ive got the joke on my side after all for the parts that were
+taken straight out of real life are denounced as impossible and absurd
+and the scenes that I made up out of my own silly head are pronounced
+charmingly natural tender and true  So Ill comfort myself with
+that and when Im ready Ill up again and take another
+
+
+
+CHAPTER TWENTY EIGHT
+
+DOMESTIC EXPERIENCES
+
+Like most other young matrons Meg began her married life with the
+determination to be a model housekeeper  John should find home a
+paradise he should always see a smiling face should fare sumptuously
+every day and never know the loss of a button  She brought so much
+love energy and cheerfulness to the work that she could not but
+succeed in spite of some obstacles  Her paradise was not a tranquil
+one for the little woman fussed was over anxious to please and
+bustled about like a true Martha cumbered with many cares  She was
+too tired sometimes even to smile John grew dyspeptic after a course
+of dainty dishes and ungratefully demanded plain fare  As for buttons
+she soon learned to wonder where they went to shake her head over the
+carelessness of men and to threaten to make him sew them on himself
+and see if his work would stand impatient and clumsy fingers any better
+than hers
+
+They were very happy even after they discovered that they couldnt
+live on love alone  John did not find Megs beauty diminished though
+she beamed at him from behind the familiar coffee pot  Nor did Meg
+miss any of the romance from the daily parting when her husband
+followed up his kiss with the tender inquiry Shall I send some veal
+or mutton for dinner darling The little house ceased to be a
+glorified bower but it became a home and the young couple soon felt
+that it was a change for the better  At first they played keep house
+and frolicked over it like children  Then John took steadily to
+business feeling the cares of the head of a family upon his shoulders
+and Meg laid by her cambric wrappers put on a big apron and fell to
+work as before said with more energy than discretion
+
+While the cooking mania lasted she went through Mrs Corneliuss
+Receipt Book as if it were a mathematical exercise working out the
+problems with patience and care  Sometimes her family were invited in
+to help eat up a too bounteous feast of successes or Lotty would be
+privately dispatched with a batch of failures which were to be
+concealed from all eyes in the convenient stomachs of the little
+Hummels  An evening with John over the account books usually produced
+a temporary lull in the culinary enthusiasm and a frugal fit would
+ensue during which the poor man was put through a course of bread
+pudding hash and warmed over coffee which tried his soul although
+he bore it with praiseworthy fortitude  Before the golden mean was
+found however Meg added to her domestic possessions what young
+couples seldom get on long without a family jar
+
+Fired with a housewifely wish to see her storeroom stocked with
+homemade preserves she undertook to put up her own currant jelly John
+was requested to order home a dozen or so of little pots and an extra
+quantity of sugar for their own currants were ripe and were to be
+attended to at once  As John firmly believed that my wife was equal
+to anything and took a natural pride in her skill he resolved that
+she should be gratified and their only crop of fruit laid by in a most
+pleasing form for winter use  Home came four dozen delightful little
+pots half a barrel of sugar and a small boy to pick the currants for
+her  With her pretty hair tucked into a little cap arms bared to the
+elbow and a checked apron which had a coquettish look in spite of the
+bib the young housewife fell to work feeling no doubts about her
+success for hadnt she seen Hannah do it hundreds of times  The array
+of pots rather amazed her at first but John was so fond of jelly and
+the nice little jars would look so well on the top shelf that Meg
+resolved to fill them all and spent a long day picking boiling
+straining and fussing over her jelly  She did her best she asked
+advice of Mrs Cornelius she racked her brain to remember what Hannah
+did that she left undone she reboiled resugared and restrained but
+that dreadful stuff wouldnt jell
+
+She longed to run home bib and all and ask Mother to lend her a hand
+but John and she had agreed that they would never annoy anyone with
+their private worries experiments or quarrels  They had laughed over
+that last word as if the idea it suggested was a most preposterous one
+but they had held to their resolve and whenever they could get on
+without help they did so and no one interfered for Mrs March had
+advised the plan  So Meg wrestled alone with the refractory sweetmeats
+all that hot summer day and at five oclock sat down in her
+topsy turvey kitchen wrung her bedaubed hands lifted up her voice and
+wept
+
+Now in the first flush of the new life she had often said My
+husband shall always feel free to bring a friend home whenever he
+likes  I shall always be prepared  There shall be no flurry no
+scolding no discomfort but a neat house a cheerful wife and a good
+dinner  John dear never stop to ask my leave invite whom you
+please and be sure of a welcome from me
+
+How charming that was to be sure  John quite glowed with pride to
+hear her say it and felt what a blessed thing it was to have a
+superior wife  But although they had had company from time to time
+it never happened to be unexpected and Meg had never had an
+opportunity to distinguish herself till now  It always happens so in
+this vale of tears there is an inevitability about such things which
+we can only wonder at deplore and bear as we best can
+
+If John had not forgotten all about the jelly it really would have
+been unpardonable in him to choose that day of all the days in the
+year to bring a friend home to dinner unexpectedly  Congratulating
+himself that a handsome repast had been ordered that morning feeling
+sure that it would be ready to the minute and indulging in pleasant
+anticipations of the charming effect it would produce when his pretty
+wife came running out to meet him he escorted his friend to his
+mansion with the irrepressible satisfaction of a young host and
+husband
+
+It is a world of disappointments as John discovered when he reached
+the Dovecote  The front door usually stood hospitably open Now it was
+not only shut but locked and yesterdays mud still adorned the steps
+The parlor windows were closed and curtained no picture of the pretty
+wife sewing on the piazza in white with a distracting little bow in
+her hair or a bright eyed hostess smiling a shy welcome as she
+greeted her guest  Nothing of the sort for not a soul appeared but a
+sanginary looking boy asleep under the current bushes
+
+Im afraid something has happened  Step into the garden Scott while
+I look up Mrs Brooke said John alarmed at the silence and solitude
+
+Round the house he hurried led by a pungent smell of burned sugar and
+Mr Scott strolled after him with a queer look on his face  He paused
+discreetly at a distance when Brooke disappeared but he could both see
+and hear and being a bachelor enjoyed the prospect mightily
+
+In the kitchen reigned confusion and despair  One edition of jelly was
+trickled from pot to pot another lay upon the floor and a third was
+burning gaily on the stove  Lotty with Teutonic phlegm was calmly
+eating bread and currant wine for the jelly was still in a hopelessly
+liquid state while Mrs Brooke with her apron over her head sat
+sobbing dismally
+
+My dearest girl what is the matter cried John rushing in with
+awful visions of scalded hands sudden news of affliction and secret
+consternation at the thought of the guest in the garden
+
+Oh John I am so tired and hot and cross and worried  Ive been at
+it till Im all worn out  Do come and help me or I shall die and the
+exhausted housewife cast herself upon his breast giving him a sweet
+welcome in every sense of the word for her pinafore had been baptized
+at the same time as the floor
+
+What worries you dear  Has anything dreadful happened asked the
+anxious John tenderly kissing the crown of the little cap which was
+all askew
+
+Yes sobbed Meg despairingly
+
+Tell me quick then  Dont cry  I can bear anything better than
+that  Out with it love
+
+The The jelly wont jell and I dont know what to do
+
+John Brooke laughed then as he never dared to laugh afterward and the
+derisive Scott smiled involuntarily as he heard the hearty peal which
+put the finishing stroke to poor Megs woe
+
+Is that all  Fling it out of the window and dont bother any more
+about it  Ill buy you quarts if you want it but for heavens sake
+dont have hysterics for Ive brought Jack Scott home to dinner
+and
+
+John got no further for Meg cast him off and clasped her hands with a
+tragic gesture as she fell into a chair exclaiming in a tone of
+mingled indignation reproach and dismay
+
+A man to dinner and everything in a mess  John Brooke how could you
+do such a thing
+
+Hush hes in the garden  I forgot the confounded jelly but it cant
+be helped now said John surveying the prospect with an anxious eye
+
+You ought to have sent word or told me this morning and you ought to
+have remembered how busy I was continued Meg petulantly for even
+turtledoves will peck when ruffled
+
+I didnt know it this morning and there was no time to send word for
+I met him on the way out  I never thought of asking leave when you
+have always told me to do as I liked  I never tried it before and
+hang me if I ever do again added John with an aggrieved air
+
+I should hope not  Take him away at once  I cant see him and there
+isnt any dinner
+
+Well I like that  Wheres the beef and vegetables I sent home and
+the pudding you promised cried John rushing to the larder
+
+I hadnt time to cook anything  I meant to dine at Mothers Im
+sorry but I was so busy and Megs tears began again
+
+John was a mild man but he was human and after a long days work to
+come home tired hungry and hopeful to find a chaotic house an empty
+table and a cross wife was not exactly conducive to repose of mind or
+manner  He restrained himself however and the little squall would
+have blown over but for one unlucky word
+
+Its a scrape I acknowledge but if you will lend a hand well pull
+through and have a good time yet  Dont cry dear but just exert
+yourself a bit and fix us up something to eat  Were both as hungry
+as hunters so we shant mind what it is  Give us the cold meat and
+bread and cheese  We wont ask for jelly
+
+He meant it to be a good natured joke but that one word sealed his
+fate  Meg thought it was too cruel to hint about her sad failure and
+the last atom of patience vanished as he spoke
+
+You must get yourself out of the scrape as you can  Im too used up
+to exert myself for anyone  Its like a man to propose a bone and
+vulgar bread and cheese for company  I wont have anything of the sort
+in my house  Take that Scott up to Mothers and tell him Im away
+sick dead anything  I wont see him and you two can laugh at me and
+my jelly as much as you like  You wont have anything else here  and
+having delivered her defiance all on one breath Meg cast away her
+pinafore and precipitately left the field to bemoan herself in her own
+room
+
+What those two creatures did in her absence she never knew but Mr
+Scott was not taken up to Mothers and when Meg descended after
+they had strolled away together she found traces of a promiscuous
+lunch which filled her with horror  Lotty reported that they had eaten
+a much and greatly laughed and the master bid her throw away all the
+sweet stuff and hide the pots
+
+Meg longed to go and tell Mother but a sense of shame at her own
+short comings of loyalty to John who might be cruel but nobody
+should know it restrained her and after a summary cleaning up she
+dressed herself prettily and sat down to wait for John to come and be
+forgiven
+
+Unfortunately John didnt come not seeing the matter in that light
+He had carried it off as a good joke with Scott excused his little
+wife as well as he could and played the host so hospitably that his
+friend enjoyed the impromptu dinner and promised to come again but
+John was angry though he did not show it he felt that Meg had
+deserted him in his hour of need  It wasnt fair to tell a man to
+bring folks home any time with perfect freedom and when he took you
+at your word to flame up and blame him and leave him in the lurch to
+be laughed at or pitied  No by George it wasnt And Meg must know
+it
+
+He had fumed inwardly during the feast but when the flurry was over
+and he strolled home after seeing Scott off a milder mood came over
+him  Poor little thing  It was hard upon her when she tried so
+heartily to please me  She was wrong of course but then she was
+young  I must be patient and teach her  He hoped she had not gone
+home he hated gossip and interference  For a minute he was ruffled
+again at the mere thought of it and then the fear that Meg would cry
+herself sick softened his heart and sent him on at a quicker pace
+resolving to be calm and kind but firm quite firm and show her where
+she had failed in her duty to her spouse
+
+Meg likewise resolved to be calm and kind but firm and show him his
+duty  She longed to run to meet him and beg pardon and be kissed and
+comforted as she was sure of being but of course she did nothing of
+the sort and when she saw John coming began to hum quite naturally
+as she rocked and sewed like a lady of leisure in her best parlor
+
+John was a little disappointed not to find a tender Niobe but feeling
+that his dignity demanded the first apology he made none only came
+leisurely in and laid himself upon the sofa with the singularly
+relevant remark We are going to have a new moon my dear
+
+Ive no objection was Megs equally soothing remark  A few other
+topics of general interest were introduced by Mr Brooke and
+wet blanketed by Mrs Brooke and conversation languished  John went
+to one window unfolded his paper and wrapped himself in it
+figuratively speaking  Meg went to the other window and sewed as if
+new rosettes for slippers were among the necessaries of life Neither
+spoke  Both looked quite calm and firm and both felt desperately
+uncomfortable
+
+Oh dear thought Meg married life is very trying and does need
+infinite patience as well as love as Mother says  The word Mother
+suggested other maternal counsels given long ago and received with
+unbelieving protests
+
+John is a good man but he has his faults and you must learn to see
+and bear with them remembering your own  He is very decided but
+never will be obstinate if you reason kindly not oppose impatiently
+He is very accurate and particular about the truth a good trait
+though you call him fussy Never deceive him by look or word Meg
+and he will give you the confidence you deserve the support you need
+He has a temper not like ours one flash and then all over but the
+white still anger that is seldom stirred but once kindled is hard to
+quench  Be careful be very careful not to wake his anger against
+yourself for peace and happiness depend on keeping his respect  Watch
+yourself be the first to ask pardon if you both err and guard against
+the little piques misunderstandings and hasty words that often pave
+the way for bitter sorrow and regret
+
+These words came back to Meg as she sat sewing in the sunset
+especially the last  This was the first serious disagreement her own
+hasty speeches sounded both silly and unkind as she recalled them her
+own anger looked childish now and thoughts of poor John coming home to
+such a scene quite melted her heart  She glanced at him with tears in
+her eyes but he did not see them  She put down her work and got up
+thinking I will be the first to say Forgive me but he did not
+seem to hear her  She went very slowly across the room for pride was
+hard to swallow and stood by him but he did not turn his head  For a
+minute she felt as if she really couldnt do it then came the thought
+This is the beginning Ill do my part and have nothing to reproach
+myself with and stooping down she softly kissed her husband on the
+forehead Of course that settled it  The penitent kiss was better than
+a world of words and John had her on his knee in a minute saying
+tenderly
+
+It was too bad to laugh at the poor little jelly pots Forgive me
+dear  I never will again
+
+But he did oh bless you yes hundreds of times and so did Meg both
+declaring that it was the sweetest jelly they ever made for family
+peace was preserved in that little family jar
+
+After this Meg had Mr Scott to dinner by special invitation and
+served him up a pleasant feast without a cooked wife for the first
+course on which occasion she was so gay and gracious and made
+everything go off so charmingly that Mr Scott told John he was a
+lucky fellow and shook his head over the hardships of bachelorhood all
+the way home
+
+In the autumn new trials and experiences came to Meg  Sallie Moffat
+renewed her friendship was always running out for a dish of gossip at
+the little house or inviting that poor dear to come in and spend the
+day at the big house  It was pleasant for in dull weather Meg often
+felt lonely  All were busy at home John absent till night and
+nothing to do but sew or read or potter about  So it naturally fell
+out that Meg got into the way of gadding and gossiping with her friend
+Seeing Sallies pretty things made her long for such and pity herself
+because she had not got them  Sallie was very kind and often offered
+her the coveted trifles but Meg declined them knowing that John
+wouldnt like it and then this foolish little woman went and did what
+John disliked even worse
+
+She knew her husbands income and she loved to feel that he trusted
+her not only with his happiness but what some men seem to value
+more his money  She knew where it was was free to take what she
+liked and all he asked was that she should keep account of every
+penny pay bills once a month and remember that she was a poor mans
+wife  Till now she had done well been prudent and exact kept her
+little account books neatly and showed them to him monthly without
+fear  But that autumn the serpent got into Megs paradise and tempted
+her like many a modern Eve not with apples but with dress  Meg
+didnt like to be pitied and made to feel poor  It irritated her but
+she was ashamed to confess it and now and then she tried to console
+herself by buying something pretty so that Sallie neednt think she
+had to economize  She always felt wicked after it for the pretty
+things were seldom necessaries but then they cost so little it wasnt
+worth worrying about so the trifles increased unconsciously and in
+the shopping excursions she was no longer a passive looker on
+
+But the trifles cost more than one would imagine and when she cast up
+her accounts at the end of the month the sum total rather scared her
+John was busy that month and left the bills to her the next month he
+was absent but the third he had a grand quarterly settling up and Meg
+never forgot it  A few days before she had done a dreadful thing and
+it weighed upon her conscience  Sallie had been buying silks and Meg
+longed for a new one just a handsome light one for parties her black
+silk was so common and thin things for evening wear were only proper
+for girls  Aunt March usually gave the sisters a present of
+twenty five dollars apiece at New Years  That was only a month to
+wait and here was a lovely violet silk going at a bargain and she had
+the money if she only dared to take it  John always said what was his
+was hers but would he think it right to spend not only the prospective
+five and twenty but another five and twenty out of the household fund
+That was the question Sallie had urged her to do it had offered to
+lend the money and with the best intentions in life had tempted Meg
+beyond her strength In an evil moment the shopman held up the lovely
+shimmering folds and said A bargain I assure you maam She
+answered Ill take it and it was cut off and paid for and Sallie
+had exulted and she had laughed as if it were a thing of no
+consequence and driven away feeling as if she had stolen something
+and the police were after her
+
+When she got home she tried to assuage the pangs of remorse by
+spreading forth the lovely silk but it looked less silvery now didnt
+become her after all and the words fifty dollars seemed stamped
+like a pattern down each breadth  She put it away but it haunted her
+not delightfully as a new dress should but dreadfully like the ghost
+of a folly that was not easily laid  When John got out his books that
+night Megs heart sank and for the first time in her married life
+she was afraid of her husband  The kind brown eyes looked as if they
+could be stern and though he was unusually merry she fancied he had
+found her out but didnt mean to let her know it  The house bills
+were all paid the books all in order John had praised her and was
+undoing the old pocketbook which they called the bank when Meg
+knowing that it was quite empty stopped his hand saying nervously
+
+You havent seen my private expense book yet
+
+John never asked to see it but she always insisted on his doing so
+and used to enjoy his masculine amazement at the queer things women
+wanted and made him guess what piping was demand fiercely the meaning
+of a hug me tight or wonder how a little thing composed of three
+rosebuds a bit of velvet and a pair of strings could possibly be a
+bonnet and cost six dollars  That night he looked as if he would like
+the fun of quizzing her figures and pretending to be horrified at her
+extravagance as he often did being particularly proud of his prudent
+wife
+
+The little book was brought slowly out and laid down before him Meg
+got behind his chair under pretense of smoothing the wrinkles out of
+his tired forehead and standing there she said with her panic
+increasing with every word
+
+John dear Im ashamed to show you my book for Ive really been
+dreadfully extravagant lately  I go about so much I must have things
+you know and Sallie advised my getting it so I did and my New Years
+money will partly pay for it but I was sorry after I had done it for
+I knew youd think it wrong in me
+
+John laughed and drew her round beside him saying goodhumoredly
+Dont go and hide  I wont beat you if you have got a pair of killing
+boots  Im rather proud of my wifes feet and dont mind if she does
+pay eight or nine dollars for her boots if they are good ones
+
+That had been one of her last trifles and Johns eye had fallen on
+it as he spoke  Oh what will he say when he comes to that awful
+fifty dollars thought Meg with a shiver
+
+Its worse than boots its a silk dress she said with the calmness
+of desperation for she wanted the worst over
+
+Well dear what is the demd total as Mr Mantalini says
+
+That didnt sound like John and she knew he was looking up at her with
+the straightforward look that she had always been ready to meet and
+answer with one as frank till now  She turned the page and her head at
+the same time pointing to the sum which would have been bad enough
+without the fifty but which was appalling to her with that added  For
+a minute the room was very still then John said slowly but she could
+feel it cost him an effort to express no displeasure   
+
+Well I dont know that fifty is much for a dress with all the
+furbelows and notions you have to have to finish it off these days
+
+It isnt made or trimmed sighed Meg faintly for a sudden
+recollection of the cost still to be incurred quite overwhelmed her
+
+Twenty five yards of silk seems a good deal to cover one small woman
+but Ive no doubt my wife will look as fine as Ned Moffats when she
+gets it on said John dryly
+
+I know you are angry John but I cant help it  I dont mean to
+waste your money and I didnt think those little things would count up
+so  I cant resist them when I see Sallie buying all she wants and
+pitying me because I dont  I try to be contented but it is hard and
+Im tired of being poor
+
+The last words were spoken so low she thought he did not hear them but
+he did and they wounded him deeply for he had denied himself many
+pleasures for Megs sake  She could have bitten her tongue out the
+minute she had said it for John pushed the books away and got up
+saying with a little quiver in his voice I was afraid of this  I do
+my best Meg  If he had scolded her or even shaken her it would not
+have broken her heart like those few words  She ran to him and held
+him close crying with repentant tears Oh John my dear kind
+hard working boy  I didnt mean it  It was so wicked so untrue and
+ungrateful how could I say it Oh how could I say it
+
+He was very kind forgave her readily and did not utter one reproach
+but Meg knew that she had done and said a thing which would not be
+forgotten soon although he might never allude to it again  She had
+promised to love him for better or worse and then she his wife had
+reproached him with his poverty after spending his earnings
+recklessly  It was dreadful and the worst of it was John went on so
+quietly afterward just as if nothing had happened except that he
+stayed in town later and worked at night when she had gone to cry
+herself to sleep  A week of remorse nearly made Meg sick and the
+discovery that John had countermanded the order for his new greatcoat
+reduced her to a state of despair which was pathetic to behold  He had
+simply said in answer to her surprised inquiries as to the change I
+cant afford it my dear
+
+Meg said no more but a few minutes after he found her in the hall with
+her face buried in the old greatcoat crying as if her heart would
+break
+
+They had a long talk that night and Meg learned to love her husband
+better for his poverty because it seemed to have made a man of him
+given him the strength and courage to fight his own way and taught him
+a tender patience with which to bear and comfort the natural longings
+and failures of those he loved
+
+Next day she put her pride in her pocket went to Sallie told the
+truth and asked her to buy the silk as a favor  The good natured Mrs
+Moffat willingly did so and had the delicacy not to make her a present
+of it immediately afterward  Then Meg ordered home the greatcoat and
+when John arrived she put it on and asked him how he liked her new
+silk gown  One can imagine what answer he made how he received his
+present and what a blissful state of things ensued  John came home
+early Meg gadded no more and that greatcoat was put on in the morning
+by a very happy husband and taken off at night by a most devoted
+little wife  So the year rolled round and at midsummer there came to
+Meg a new experience the deepest and tenderest of a womans life
+
+Laurie came sneaking into the kitchen of the Dovecote one Saturday
+with an excited face and was received with the clash of cymbals for
+Hannah clapped her hands with a saucepan in one and the cover in the
+other
+
+Hows the little mamma  Where is everybody  Why didnt you tell me
+before I came home began Laurie in a loud whisper
+
+Happy as a queen the dear  Every soul of em is upstairs a
+worshipin  We didnt want no hurrycanes round  Now you go into the
+parlor and Ill send em down to you with which somewhat involved
+reply Hannah vanished chuckling ecstatically
+
+Presently Jo appeared proudly bearing a flannel bundle laid forth upon
+a large pillow  Jos face was very sober but her eyes twinkled and
+there was an odd sound in her voice of repressed emotion of some sort
+
+Shut your eyes and hold out your arms she said invitingly
+
+Laurie backed precipitately into a corner and put his hands behind him
+with an imploring gesture  No thank you  Id rather not  I shall
+drop it or smash it as sure as fate
+
+Then you shant see your nevvy said Jo decidedly turning as if to
+go
+
+I will I will  Only you must be responsible for damages and
+obeying orders Laurie heroically shut his eyes while something was put
+into his arms  A peal of laughter from Jo Amy Mrs March Hannah
+and John caused him to open them the next minute to find himself
+invested with two babies instead of one
+
+No wonder they laughed for the expression of his face was droll enough
+to convulse a Quaker as he stood and stared wildly from the
+unconscious innocents to the hilarious spectators with such dismay that
+Jo sat down on the floor and screamed
+
+Twins by Jupiter was all he said for a minute then turning to the
+women with an appealing look that was comically piteous he added
+Take em quick somebody  Im going to laugh and I shall drop em
+
+Jo rescued his babies and marched up and down with one on each arm
+as if already initiated into the mysteries of babytending while Laurie
+laughed till the tears ran down his cheeks
+
+Its the best joke of the season isnt it  I wouldnt have told you
+for I set my heart on surprising you and I flatter myself Ive done
+it said Jo when she got her breath
+
+I never was more staggered in my life  Isnt it fun  Are they boys
+What are you going to name them Lets have another look  Hold me up
+Jo for upon my life its one too many for me returned Laurie
+regarding the infants with the air of a big benevolent Newfoundland
+looking at a pair of infantile kittens
+
+Boy and girl  Arent they beauties said the proud papa beaming
+upon the little red squirmers as if they were unfledged angels
+
+Most remarkable children I ever saw  Which is which and Laurie bent
+like a well sweep to examine the prodigies
+
+Amy put a blue ribbon on the boy and a pink on the girl French
+fashion so you can always tell  Besides one has blue eyes and one
+brown  Kiss them Uncle Teddy said wicked Jo
+
+Im afraid they mightnt like it began Laurie with unusual timidity
+in such matters
+
+Of course they will they are used to it now  Do it this minute
+sir commanded Jo fearing he might propose a proxy
+
+Laurie screwed up his face and obeyed with a gingerly peck at each
+little cheek that produced another laugh and made the babies squeal
+
+There I knew they didnt like it  Thats the boy see him kick he
+hits out with his fists like a good one  Now then young Brooke pitch
+into a man of your own size will you cried Laurie delighted with a
+poke in the face from a tiny fist flapping aimlessly about
+
+Hes to be named John Laurence and the girl Margaret after mother
+and grandmother  We shall call her Daisey so as not to have two Megs
+and I suppose the mannie will be Jack unless we find a better name
+said Amy with aunt like interest
+
+Name him Demijohn and call him Demi for short said Laurie
+
+Daisy and Demi just the thing  I knew Teddy would do it cried Jo
+clapping her hands
+
+Teddy certainly had done it that time for the babies were Daisy and
+Demi to the end of the chapter
+
+
+
+CHAPTER TWENTY NINE
+
+CALLS
+
+Come Jo its time
+
+For what
+
+You dont mean to say you have forgotten that you promised to make
+half a dozen calls with me today
+
+Ive done a good many rash and foolish things in my life but I dont
+think I ever was mad enough to say Id make six calls in one day when
+a single one upsets me for a week
+
+Yes you did it was a bargain between us  I was to finish the crayon
+of Beth for you and you were to go properly with me and return our
+neighbors visits
+
+If it was fair that was in the bond and I stand to the letter of my
+bond Shylock  There is a pile of clouds in the east its not fair
+and I dont go
+
+Now thats shirking  Its a lovely day no prospect of rain and you
+pride yourself on keeping promises so be honorable come and do your
+duty and then be at peace for another six months
+
+At that minute Jo was particularly absorbed in dressmaking for she was
+mantua maker general to the family and took especial credit to herself
+because she could use a needle as well as a pen It was very provoking
+to be arrested in the act of a first trying on and ordered out to make
+calls in her best array on a warm July day She hated calls of the
+formal sort and never made any till Amy compelled her with a bargain
+bribe or promise  In the present instance there was no escape and
+having clashed her scissors rebelliously while protesting that she
+smelled thunder she gave in put away her work and taking up her hat
+and gloves with an air of resignation told Amy the victim was ready
+
+Jo March you are perverse enough to provoke a saint  You dont
+intend to make calls in that state I hope cried Amy surveying her
+with amazement
+
+Why not  Im neat and cool and comfortable quite proper for a dusty
+walk on a warm day  If people care more for my clothes than they do
+for me I dont wish to see them  You can dress for both and be as
+elegant as you please  It pays for you to be fine  It doesnt for me
+and furbelows only worry me
+
+Oh dear sighed Amy now shes in a contrary fit and will drive me
+distracted before I can get her properly ready Im sure its no
+pleasure to me to go today but its a debt we owe society and theres
+no one to pay it but you and me  Ill do anything for you Jo if
+youll only dress yourself nicely and come and help me do the civil
+You can talk so well look so aristocratic in your best things and
+behave so beautifully if you try that Im proud of you  Im afraid
+to go alone do come and take care of me
+
+Youre an artful little puss to flatter and wheedle your cross old
+sister in that way  The idea of my being aristocratic and well bred
+and your being afraid to go anywhere alone  I dont know which is the
+most absurd  Well Ill go if I must and do my best  You shall be
+commander of the expedition and Ill obey blindly will that satisfy
+you said Jo with a sudden change from perversity to lamblike
+submission
+
+Youre a perfect cherub  Now put on all your best things and Ill
+tell you how to behave at each place so that you will make a good
+impression  I want people to like you and they would if youd only
+try to be a little more agreeable  Do your hair the pretty way and
+put the pink rose in your bonnet  Its becoming and you look too
+sober in your plain suit  Take your light gloves and the embroidered
+handkerchief  Well stop at Megs and borrow her white sunshade and
+then you can have my dove colored one
+
+While Amy dressed she issued her orders and Jo obeyed them not
+without entering her protest however for she sighed as she rustled
+into her new organdie frowned darkly at herself as she tied her bonnet
+strings in an irreproachable bow wrestled viciously with pins as she
+put on her collar wrinkled up her features generally as she shook out
+the handkerchief whose embroidery was as irritating to her nose as the
+present mission was to her feelings and when she had squeezed her
+hands into tight gloves with three buttons and a tassel as the last
+touch of elegance she turned to Amy with an imbecile expression of
+countenance saying meekly
+
+Im perfectly miserable but if you consider me presentable I die
+happy
+
+Youre highly satisfactory  Turn slowly round and let me get a
+careful view Jo revolved and Amy gave a touch here and there then
+fell back with her head on one side observing graciously Yes
+youll do  Your head is all I could ask for that white bonnet with
+the rose is quite ravishing  Hold back your shoulders and carry your
+hands easily no matter if your gloves do pinch  Theres one thing you
+can do well Jo that is wear a shawl  I cant but its very nice to
+see you and Im so glad Aunt March gave you that lovely one  Its
+simple but handsome and those folds over the arm are really artistic
+Is the point of my mantle in the middle and have I looped my dress
+evenly I like to show my boots for my feet are pretty though my nose
+isnt
+
+You are a thing of beauty and a joy forever said Jo looking through
+her hand with the air of a connoisseur at the blue feather against the
+golden hair  Am I to drag my best dress through the dust or loop it
+up please maam
+
+Hold it up when you walk but drop it in the house  The sweeping
+style suits you best and you must learn to trail your skirts
+gracefully  You havent half buttoned one cuff do it at once  Youll
+never look finished if you are not careful about the little details
+for they make up the pleasing whole
+
+Jo sighed and proceeded to burst the buttons off her glove in doing
+up her cuff but at last both were ready and sailed away looking as
+pretty as picters Hannah said as she hung out of the upper window
+to watch them
+
+Now Jo dear the Chesters consider themselves very elegant people so
+I want you to put on your best deportment  Dont make any of your
+abrupt remarks or do anything odd will you  Just be calm cool and
+quiet thats safe and ladylike and you can easily do it for fifteen
+minutes said Amy as they approached the first place having borrowed
+the white parasol and been inspected by Meg with a baby on each arm
+
+Let me see  Calm cool and quiet yes I think I can promise that
+Ive played the part of a prim young lady on the stage and Ill try it
+off  My powers are great as you shall see so be easy in your mind
+my child
+
+Amy looked relieved but naughty Jo took her at her word for during
+the first call she sat with every limb gracefully composed every fold
+correctly draped calm as a summer sea cool as a snowbank and as
+silent as the sphinx  In vain Mrs Chester alluded to her charming
+novel and the Misses Chester introduced parties picnics the opera
+and the fashions  Each and all were answered by a smile a bow and a
+demure Yes or No with the chill on  In vain Amy telegraphed the
+word talk tried to draw her out and administered covert pokes with
+her foot  Jo sat as if blandly unconscious of it all with deportment
+like Mauds face icily regular splendidly null
+
+What a haughty uninteresting creature that oldest Miss March is was
+the unfortunately audible remark of one of the ladies as the door
+closed upon their guests  Jo laughed noiselessly all through the hall
+but Amy looked disgusted at the failure of her instructions and very
+naturally laid the blame upon Jo
+
+How could you mistake me so  I merely meant you to be properly
+dignified and composed and you made yourself a perfect stock and
+stone  Try to be sociable at the Lambs  Gossip as other girls do
+and be interested in dress and flirtations and whatever nonsense comes
+up  They move in the best society are valuable persons for us to
+know and I wouldnt fail to make a good impression there for anything
+
+Ill be agreeable  Ill gossip and giggle and have horrors and
+raptures over any trifle you like  I rather enjoy this and now Ill
+imitate what is called a charming girl  I can do it for I have May
+Chester as a model and Ill improve upon her  See if the Lambs dont
+say What a lively nice creature that Jo March is
+
+Amy felt anxious as well she might for when Jo turned freakish there
+was no knowing where she would stop  Amys face was a study when she
+saw her sister skim into the next drawing room kiss all the young
+ladies with effusion beam graciously upon the young gentlemen and
+join in the chat with a spirit which amazed the beholder Amy was taken
+possession of by Mrs Lamb with whom she was a favorite and forced to
+hear a long account of Lucretias last attack while three delightful
+young gentlemen hovered near waiting for a pause when they might rush
+in and rescue her  So situated she was powerless to check Jo who
+seemed possessed by a spirit of mischief and talked away as volubly as
+the lady  A knot of heads gathered about her and Amy strained her
+ears to hear what was going on for broken sentences filled her with
+curiosity and frequent peals of laughter made her wild to share the
+fun  One may imagine her suffering on overhearing fragments of this
+sort of conversation
+
+She rides splendidly  Who taught her
+
+No one  She used to practice mounting holding the reins and sitting
+straight on an old saddle in a tree  Now she rides anything for she
+doesnt know what fear is and the stableman lets her have horses cheap
+because she trains them to carry ladies so well  She has such a
+passion for it I often tell her if everything else fails she can be a
+horsebreaker and get her living so
+
+At this awful speech Amy contained herself with difficulty for the
+impression was being given that she was rather a fast young lady which
+was her especial aversion  But what could she do  For the old lady
+was in the middle of her story and long before it was done Jo was off
+again making more droll revelations and committing still more fearful
+blunders
+
+Yes Amy was in despair that day for all the good beasts were gone
+and of three left one was lame one blind and the other so balky that
+you had to put dirt in his mouth before he would start Nice animal for
+a pleasure party wasnt it
+
+Which did she choose asked one of the laughing gentlemen who
+enjoyed the subject
+
+None of them  She heard of a young horse at the farm house over the
+river and though a lady had never ridden him she resolved to try
+because he was handsome and spirited  Her struggles were really
+pathetic  There was no one to bring the horse to the saddle so she
+took the saddle to the horse  My dear creature she actually rowed it
+over the river put it on her head and marched up to the barn to the
+utter amazement of the old man
+
+Did she ride the horse
+
+Of course she did and had a capital time  I expected to see her
+brought home in fragments but she managed him perfectly and was the
+life of the party
+
+Well I call that plucky and young Mr Lamb turned an approving
+glance upon Amy wondering what his mother could be saying to make the
+girl look so red and uncomfortable
+
+She was still redder and more uncomfortable a moment after when a
+sudden turn in the conversation introduced the subject of dress  One
+of the young ladies asked Jo where she got the pretty drab hat she wore
+to the picnic and stupid Jo instead of mentioning the place where it
+was bought two years ago must needs answer with unnecessary frankness
+Oh Amy painted it  You cant buy those soft shades so we paint ours
+any color we like  Its a great comfort to have an artistic sister
+
+Isnt that an original idea cried Miss Lamb who found Jo great fun
+
+Thats nothing compared to some of her brilliant performances Theres
+nothing the child cant do  Why she wanted a pair of blue boots for
+Sallies party so she just painted her soiled white ones the loveliest
+shade of sky blue you ever saw and they looked exactly like satin
+added Jo with an air of pride in her sisters accomplishments that
+exasperated Amy till she felt that it would be a relief to throw her
+cardcase at her
+
+We read a story of yours the other day and enjoyed it very much
+observed the elder Miss Lamb wishing to compliment the literary lady
+who did not look the character just then it must be confessed
+
+Any mention of her works always had a bad effect upon Jo who either
+grew rigid and looked offended or changed the subject with a brusque
+remark as now  Sorry you could find nothing better to read  I write
+that rubbish because it sells and ordinary people like it  Are you
+going to New York this winter
+
+As Miss Lamb had enjoyed the story this speech was not exactly
+grateful or complimentary  The minute it was made Jo saw her mistake
+but fearing to make the matter worse suddenly remembered that it was
+for her to make the first move toward departure and did so with an
+abruptness that left three people with half finished sentences in their
+mouths
+
+Amy we must go  Good by dear do come and see us  We are pining
+for a visit  I dont dare to ask you Mr Lamb but if you should
+come I dont think I shall have the heart to send you away
+
+Jo said this with such a droll imitation of May Chesters gushing style
+that Amy got out of the room as rapidly as possible feeling a strong
+desire to laugh and cry at the same time
+
+Didnt I do well asked Jo with a satisfied air as they walked away
+
+Nothing could have been worse was Amys crushing reply What
+possessed you to tell those stories about my saddle and the hats and
+boots and all the rest of it
+
+Why its funny and amuses people  They know we are poor so its no
+use pretending that we have grooms buy three or four hats a season
+and have things as easy and fine as they do
+
+You neednt go and tell them all our little shifts and expose our
+poverty in that perfectly unnecessary way  You havent a bit of proper
+pride and never will learn when to hold your tongue and when to
+speak said Amy despairingly
+
+Poor Jo looked abashed and silently chafed the end of her nose with
+the stiff handkerchief as if performing a penance for her misdemeanors
+
+How shall I behave here she asked as they approached the third
+mansion
+
+Just as you please  I wash my hands of you was Amys short answer
+
+Then Ill enjoy myself  The boys are at home and well have a
+comfortable time  Goodness knows I need a little change for elegance
+has a bad effect upon my constitution returned Jo gruffly being
+disturbed by her failure to suit
+
+An enthusiastic welcome from three big boys and several pretty children
+speedily soothed her ruffled feelings and leaving Amy to entertain the
+hostess and Mr Tudor who happened to be calling likewise Jo devoted
+herself to the young folks and found the change refreshing  She
+listened to college stories with deep interest caressed pointers and
+poodles without a murmur agreed heartily that Tom Brown was a brick
+regardless of the improper form of praise and when one lad proposed a
+visit to his turtle tank she went with an alacrity which caused Mamma
+to smile upon her as that motherly lady settled the cap which was left
+in a ruinous condition by filial hugs bearlike but affectionate and
+dearer to her than the most faultless coiffure from the hands of an
+inspired Frenchwoman
+
+Leaving her sister to her own devices Amy proceeded to enjoy herself
+to her hearts content  Mr Tudors uncle had married an English lady
+who was third cousin to a living lord and Amy regarded the whole
+family with great respect for in spite of her American birth and
+breeding she possessed that reverence for titles which haunts the best
+of us that unacknowledged loyalty to the early faith in kings which
+set the most democratic nation under the sun in ferment at the coming
+of a royal yellow haired laddie some years ago and which still has
+something to do with the love the young country bears the old like
+that of a big son for an imperious little mother who held him while
+she could and let him go with a farewell scolding when he rebelled
+But even the satisfaction of talking with a distant connection of the
+British nobility did not render Amy forgetful of time and when the
+proper number of minutes had passed she reluctantly tore herself from
+this aristocratic society and looked about for Jo fervently hoping
+that her incorrigible sister would not be found in any position which
+should bring disgrace upon the name of March
+
+It might have been worse but Amy considered it bad  For Jo sat on the
+grass with an encampment of boys about her and a dirty footed dog
+reposing on the skirt of her state and festival dress as she related
+one of Lauries pranks to her admiring audience  One small child was
+poking turtles with Amys cherished parasol a second was eating
+gingerbread over Jos best bonnet and a third playing ball with her
+gloves but all were enjoying themselves and when Jo collected her
+damaged property to go her escort accompanied her begging her to come
+again It was such fun to hear about Lauries larks
+
+Capital boys arent they  I feel quite young and brisk again after
+that said Jo strolling along with her hands behind her partly from
+habit partly to conceal the bespattered parasol
+
+Why do you always avoid Mr Tudor asked Amy wisely refraining from
+any comment upon Jos dilapidated appearance
+
+Dont like him he puts on airs snubs his sisters worries his
+father and doesnt speak respectfully of his mother  Laurie says he
+is fast and I dont consider him a desirable acquaintance so I let
+him alone
+
+You might treat him civilly at least  You gave him a cool nod and
+just now you bowed and smiled in the politest way to Tommy Chamberlain
+whose father keeps a grocery store  If you had just reversed the nod
+and the bow it would have been right said Amy reprovingly
+
+No it wouldnt returned Jo I neither like respect nor admire
+Tudor though his grandfathers uncles nephews niece was a third
+cousin to a lord  Tommy is poor and bashful and good and very clever
+I think well of him and like to show that I do for he is a gentleman
+in spite of the brown paper parcels
+
+Its no use trying to argue with you began Amy
+
+Not the least my dear interrupted Jo so let us look amiable and
+drop a card here as the Kings are evidently out for which Im deeply
+grateful
+
+The family cardcase having done its duty the girls walked on and Jo
+uttered another thanksgiving on reaching the fifth house and being
+told that the young ladies were engaged
+
+Now let us go home and never mind Aunt March today  We can run down
+there any time and its really a pity to trail through the dust in our
+best bibs and tuckers when we are tired and cross
+
+Speak for yourself if you please  Aunt March likes to have us pay
+her the compliment of coming in style and making a formal call Its a
+little thing to do but it gives her pleasure and I dont believe it
+will hurt your things half so much as letting dirty dogs and clumping
+boys spoil them  Stoop down and let me take the crumbs off of your
+bonnet
+
+What a good girl you are Amy said Jo with a repentant glance from
+her own damaged costume to that of her sister which was fresh and
+spotless still  I wish it was as easy for me to do little things to
+please people as it is for you  I think of them but it takes too much
+time to do them so I wait for a chance to confer a great favor and
+let the small ones slip but they tell best in the end I fancy
+
+Amy smiled and was mollified at once saying with a maternal air
+Women should learn to be agreeable particularly poor ones for they
+have no other way of repaying the kindnesses they receive If youd
+remember that and practice it youd be better liked than I am
+because there is more of you
+
+Im a crotchety old thing and always shall be but Im willing to own
+that you are right only its easier for me to risk my life for a
+person than to be pleasant to him when I dont feel like it  Its a
+great misfortune to have such strong likes and dislikes isnt it
+
+Its a greater not to be able to hide them  I dont mind saying that
+I dont approve of Tudor any more than you do but Im not called upon
+to tell him so  Neither are you and there is no use in making
+yourself disagreeable because he is
+
+But I think girls ought to show when they disapprove of young men and
+how can they do it except by their manners Preaching does not do any
+good as I know to my sorrow since Ive had Teddie to manage  But
+there are many little ways in which I can influence him without a word
+and I say we ought to do it to others if we can
+
+Teddy is a remarkable boy and cant be taken as a sample of other
+boys said Amy in a tone of solemn conviction which would have
+convulsed the remarkable boy if he had heard it  If we were belles
+or women of wealth and position we might do something perhaps but
+for us to frown at one set of young gentlemen because we dont approve
+of them and smile upon another set because we do wouldnt have a
+particle of effect and we should only be considered odd and
+puritanical
+
+So we are to countenance things and people which we detest merely
+because we are not belles and millionaires are we Thats a nice sort
+of morality
+
+I cant argue about it I only know that its the way of the world
+and people who set themselves against it only get laughed at for their
+pains  I dont like reformers and I hope you never try to be one
+
+I do like them and I shall be one if I can for in spite of the
+laughing the world would never get on without them  We cant agree
+about that for you belong to the old set and I to the new You will
+get on the best but I shall have the liveliest time of it I should
+rather enjoy the brickbats and hooting I think
+
+Well compose yourself now and dont worry Aunt with your new ideas
+
+Ill try not to but Im always possessed to burst out with some
+particularly blunt speech or revolutionary sentiment before her  Its
+my doom and I cant help it
+
+They found Aunt Carrol with the old lady both absorbed in some very
+interesting subject but they dropped it as the girls came in with a
+conscious look which betrayed that they had been talking about their
+nieces  Jo was not in a good humor and the perverse fit returned but
+Amy who had virtuously done her duty kept her temper and pleased
+everybody was in a most angelic frame of mind  This amiable spirit
+was felt at once and both aunts my deared her affectionately
+looking what they afterward said emphatically That child improves
+every day
+
+Are you going to help about the fair dear asked Mrs Carrol as Amy
+sat down beside her with the confiding air elderly people like so well
+in the young
+
+Yes Aunt  Mrs Chester asked me if I would and I offered to tend a
+table as I have nothing but my time to give
+
+Im not put in Jo decidedly  I hate to be patronized and the
+Chesters think its a great favor to allow us to help with their highly
+connected fair  I wonder you consented Amy they only want you to
+work
+
+I am willing to work  Its for the freedmen as well as the Chesters
+and I think it very kind of them to let me share the labor and the fun
+Patronage does not trouble me when it is well meant
+
+Quite right and proper  I like your grateful spirit my dear Its a
+pleasure to help people who appreciate our efforts  Some do not and
+that is trying observed Aunt March looking over her spectacles at
+Jo who sat apart rocking herself with a somewhat morose expression
+
+If Jo had only known what a great happiness was wavering in the balance
+for one of them she would have turned dove like in a minute but
+unfortunately we dont have windows in our breasts and cannot see
+what goes on in the minds of our friends  Better for us that we cannot
+as a general thing but now and then it would be such a comfort such a
+saving of time and temper  By her next speech Jo deprived herself of
+several years of pleasure and received a timely lesson in the art of
+holding her tongue
+
+I dont like favors they oppress and make me feel like a slave  Id
+rather do everything for myself and be perfectly independent
+
+Ahem coughed Aunt Carrol softly with a look at Aunt March
+
+I told you so said Aunt March with a decided nod to Aunt Carrol
+
+Mercifully unconscious of what she had done Jo sat with her nose in
+the air and a revolutionary aspect which was anything but inviting
+
+Do you speak French dear asked Mrs Carrol laying a hand on Amys
+
+Pretty well thanks to Aunt March who lets Esther talk to me as often
+as I like replied Amy with a grateful look which caused the old
+lady to smile affably
+
+How are you about languages asked Mrs Carrol of Jo
+
+Dont know a word  Im very stupid about studying anything cant
+bear French its such a slippery silly sort of language was the
+brusque reply
+
+Another look passed between the ladies and Aunt March said to Amy
+You are quite strong and well now dear I believe  Eyes dont
+trouble you any more do they
+
+Not at all thank you maam  Im very well and mean to do great
+things next winter so that I may be ready for Rome whenever that
+joyful time arrives
+
+Good girl  You deserve to go and Im sure you will some day said
+Aunt March with an approving pat on the head as Amy picked up her
+ball for her
+
+    Crosspatch draw the latch
+    Sit by the fire and spin
+
+squalled Polly bending down from his perch on the back of her chair to
+peep into Jos face with such a comical air of impertinent inquiry
+that it was impossible to help laughing
+
+Most observing bird said the old lady
+
+Come and take a walk my dear cried Polly hopping toward the china
+closet with a look suggestive of a lump of sugar
+
+Thank you I will  Come Amy and Jo brought the visit to an end
+feeling more strongly than ever that calls did have a bad effect upon
+her constitution  She shook hands in a gentlemanly manner but Amy
+kissed both the aunts and the girls departed leaving behind them the
+impression of shadow and sunshine which impression caused Aunt March
+to say as they vanished
+
+Youd better do it Mary  Ill supply the money and Aunt Carrol to
+reply decidedly I certainly will if her father and mother consent
+
+
+
+CHAPTER THIRTY
+
+CONSEQUENCES
+
+Mrs Chesters fair was so very elegant and select that it was
+considered a great honor by the young ladies of the neighborhood to be
+invited to take a table and everyone was much interested in the
+matter  Amy was asked but Jo was not which was fortunate for all
+parties as her elbows were decidedly akimbo at this period of her
+life and it took a good many hard knocks to teach her how to get on
+easily  The haughty uninteresting creature was let severely alone
+but Amys talent and taste were duly complimented by the offer of the
+art table and she exerted herself to prepare and secure appropriate
+and valuable contributions to it
+
+Everything went on smoothly till the day before the fair opened then
+there occurred one of the little skirmishes which it is almost
+impossible to avoid when some five and twenty women old and young
+with all their private piques and prejudices try to work together
+
+May Chester was rather jealous of Amy because the latter was a greater
+favorite than herself and just at this time several trifling
+circumstances occurred to increase the feeling  Amys dainty
+pen and ink work entirely eclipsed Mays painted vases that was one
+thorn  Then the all conquering Tudor had danced four times with Amy at
+a late party and only once with May that was thorn number two  But
+the chief grievance that rankled in her soul and gave an excuse for
+her unfriendly conduct was a rumor which some obliging gossip had
+whispered to her that the March girls had made fun of her at the
+Lambs All the blame of this should have fallen upon Jo for her
+naughty imitation had been too lifelike to escape detection and the
+frolicsome Lambs had permitted the joke to escape  No hint of this had
+reached the culprits however and Amys dismay can be imagined when
+the very evening before the fair as she was putting the last touches
+to her pretty table Mrs Chester who of course resented the
+supposed ridicule of her daughter said in a bland tone but with a
+cold look
+
+I find dear that there is some feeling among the young ladies about
+my giving this table to anyone but my girls  As this is the most
+prominent and some say the most attractive table of all and they are
+the chief getters up of the fair it is thought best for them to take
+this place  Im sorry but I know you are too sincerely interested in
+the cause to mind a little personal disappointment and you shall have
+another table if you like
+
+Mrs Chester fancied beforehand that it would be easy to deliver this
+little speech but when the time came she found it rather difficult to
+utter it naturally with Amys unsuspicious eyes looking straight at
+her full of surprise and trouble
+
+Amy felt that there was something behind this but could not guess
+what and said quietly feeling hurt and showing that she did
+Perhaps you had rather I took no table at all
+
+Now my dear dont have any ill feeling I beg  Its merely a matter
+of expediency you see my girls will naturally take the lead and this
+table is considered their proper place  I think it very appropriate to
+you and feel very grateful for your efforts to make it so pretty but
+we must give up our private wishes of course and I will see that you
+have a good place elsewhere Wouldnt you like the flower table The
+little girls undertook it but they are discouraged  You could make a
+charming thing of it and the flower table is always attractive you
+know
+
+Especially to gentlemen added May with a look which enlightened Amy
+as to one cause of her sudden fall from favor  She colored angrily
+but took no other notice of that girlish sarcasm and answered with
+unexpected amiability
+
+It shall be as you please Mrs Chester  Ill give up my place here
+at once and attend to the flowers if you like
+
+You can put your own things on your own table if you prefer began
+May feeling a little conscience stricken as she looked at the pretty
+racks the painted shells and quaint illuminations Amy had so
+carefully made and so gracefully arranged  She meant it kindly but
+Amy mistook her meaning and said quickly
+
+Oh certainly if they are in your way and sweeping her
+contributions into her apron pell mell she walked off feeling that
+herself and her works of art had been insulted past forgiveness
+
+Now shes mad  Oh dear I wish I hadnt asked you to speak  Mama
+said May looking disconsolately at the empty spaces on her table
+
+Girls quarrels are soon over returned her mother feeling a trifle
+ashamed of her own part in this one as well she might
+
+The little girls hailed Amy and her treasures with delight which
+cordial reception somewhat soothed her perturbed spirit and she fell
+to work determined to succeed florally if she could not artistically
+But everything seemed against her  It was late and she was tired
+Everyone was too busy with their own affairs to help her and the
+little girls were only hindrances for the dears fussed and chattered
+like so many magpies making a great deal of confusion in their artless
+efforts to preserve the most perfect order  The evergreen arch
+wouldnt stay firm after she got it up but wiggled and threatened to
+tumble down on her head when the hanging baskets were filled  Her best
+tile got a splash of water which left a sepia tear on the Cupids
+cheek  She bruised her hands with hammering and got cold working in a
+draft which last affliction filled her with apprehensions for the
+morrow  Any girl reader who has suffered like afflictions will
+sympathize with poor Amy and wish her well through her task
+
+There was great indignation at home when she told her story that
+evening  Her mother said it was a shame but told her she had done
+right  Beth declared she wouldnt go to the fair at all and Jo
+demanded why she didnt take all her pretty things and leave those mean
+people to get on without her
+
+Because they are mean is no reason why I should be  I hate such
+things and though I think Ive a right to be hurt I dont intend to
+show it  They will feel that more than angry speeches or huffy
+actions wont they Marmee
+
+Thats the right spirit my dear  A kiss for a blow is always best
+though its not very easy to give it sometimes said her mother with
+the air of one who had learned the difference between preaching and
+practicing
+
+In spite of various very natural temptations to resent and retaliate
+Amy adhered to her resolution all the next day bent on conquering her
+enemy by kindness  She began well thanks to a silent reminder that
+came to her unexpectedly but most opportunely As she arranged her
+table that morning while the little girls were in the anteroom filling
+the baskets she took up her pet production a little book the antique
+cover of which her father had found among his treasures and in which
+on leaves of vellum she had beautifully illuminated different texts
+As she turned the pages rich in dainty devices with very pardonable
+pride her eye fell upon one verse that made her stop and think
+Framed in a brilliant scrollwork of scarlet blue and gold with little
+spirits of good will helping one another up and down among the thorns
+and flowers were the words Thou shalt love thy neighbor as thyself
+
+I ought but I dont thought Amy as her eye went from the bright
+page to Mays discontented face behind the big vases that could not
+hide the vacancies her pretty work had once filled  Amy stood a
+minute turning the leaves in her hand reading on each some sweet
+rebuke for all heartburnings and uncharitableness of spirit Many wise
+and true sermons are preached us every day by unconscious ministers in
+street school office or home  Even a fair table may become a
+pulpit if it can offer the good and helpful words which are never out
+of season  Amys conscience preached her a little sermon from that
+text then and there and she did what many of us do not always do
+took the sermon to heart and straightway put it in practice
+
+A group of girls were standing about Mays table admiring the pretty
+things and talking over the change of saleswomen  They dropped their
+voices but Amy knew they were speaking of her hearing one side of the
+story and judging accordingly  It was not pleasant but a better
+spirit had come over her and presently a chance offered for proving
+it  She heard May say sorrowfully
+
+Its too bad for there is no time to make other things and I dont
+want to fill up with odds and ends  The table was just complete then
+Now its spoiled
+
+I dare say shed put them back if you asked her suggested someone
+
+How could I after all the fuss began May but she did not finish
+for Amys voice came across the hall saying pleasantly
+
+You may have them and welcome without asking if you want them  I
+was just thinking Id offer to put them back for they belong to your
+table rather than mine  Here they are please take them and forgive
+me if I was hasty in carrying them away last night
+
+As she spoke Amy returned her contribution with a nod and a smile
+and hurried away again feeling that it was easier to do a friendly
+thing than it was to stay and be thanked for it
+
+Now I call that lovely of her dont you cried one girl
+
+Mays answer was inaudible but another young lady whose temper was
+evidently a little soured by making lemonade added with a
+disagreeable laugh Very lovely for she knew she wouldnt sell them
+at her own table
+
+Now that was hard  When we make little sacrifices we like to have
+them appreciated at least and for a minute Amy was sorry she had done
+it feeling that virtue was not always its own reward But it is as
+she presently discovered for her spirits began to rise and her table
+to blossom under her skillful hands the girls were very kind and that
+one little act seemed to have cleared the atmosphere amazingly
+
+It was a very long day and a hard one for Amy as she sat behind her
+table often quite alone for the little girls deserted very soon  Few
+cared to buy flowers in summer and her bouquets began to droop long
+before night
+
+The art table was the most attractive in the room  There was a crowd
+about it all day long and the tenders were constantly flying to and
+fro with important faces and rattling money boxes  Amy often looked
+wistfully across longing to be there where she felt at home and
+happy instead of in a corner with nothing to do  It might seem no
+hardship to some of us but to a pretty blithe young girl it was not
+only tedious but very trying and the thought of Laurie and his
+friends made it a real martyrdom
+
+She did not go home till night and then she looked so pale and quiet
+that they knew the day had been a hard one though she made no
+complaint and did not even tell what she had done  Her mother gave
+her an extra cordial cup of tea  Beth helped her dress and made a
+charming little wreath for her hair while Jo astonished her family by
+getting herself up with unusual care and hinting darkly that the
+tables were about to be turned
+
+Dont do anything rude pray Jo I wont have any fuss made so let it
+all pass and behave yourself begged Amy as she departed early
+hoping to find a reinforcement of flowers to refresh her poor little
+table
+
+I merely intend to make myself entrancingly agreeable to every one I
+know and to keep them in your corner as long as possible Teddy and
+his boys will lend a hand and well have a good time yet returned
+Jo leaning over the gate to watch for Laurie  Presently the familiar
+tramp was heard in the dusk and she ran out to meet him
+
+Is that my boy
+
+As sure as this is my girl and Laurie tucked her hand under his arm
+with the air of a man whose every wish was gratified
+
+Oh Teddy such doings and Jo told Amys wrongs with sisterly zeal
+
+A flock of our fellows are going to drive over by and by and Ill be
+hanged if I dont make them buy every flower shes got and camp down
+before her table afterward said Laurie espousing her cause with
+warmth
+
+The flowers are not at all nice Amy says and the fresh ones may not
+arrive in time  I dont wish to be unjust or suspicious but I
+shouldnt wonder if they never came at all  When people do one mean
+thing they are very likely to do another observed Jo in a disgusted
+tone
+
+Didnt Hayes give you the best out of our gardens I told him to
+
+I didnt know that he forgot I suppose and as your grandpa was
+poorly I didnt like to worry him by asking though I did want some
+
+Now Jo how could you think there was any need of asking They are
+just as much yours as mine  Dont we always go halves in everything
+began Laurie in the tone that always made Jo turn thorny
+
+Gracious I hope not  Half of some of your things wouldnt suit me at
+all  But we mustnt stand philandering here  Ive got to help Amy so
+you go and make yourself splendid and if youll be so very kind as to
+let Hayes take a few nice flowers up to the Hall Ill bless you
+forever
+
+Couldnt you do it now asked Laurie so suggestively that Jo shut
+the gate in his face with inhospitable haste and called through the
+bars Go away Teddy Im busy
+
+Thanks to the conspirators the tables were turned that night for
+Hayes sent up a wilderness of flowers with a loverly basket arranged
+in his best manner for a centerpiece  Then the March family turned out
+en masse and Jo exerted herself to some purpose for people not only
+came but stayed laughing at her nonsense admiring Amys taste and
+apparently enjoying themselves very much  Laurie and his friends
+gallantly threw themselves into the breach bought up the bouquets
+encamped before the table and made that corner the liveliest spot in
+the room  Amy was in her element now and out of gratitude if nothing
+more was as spritely and gracious as possible coming to the
+conclusion about that time that virtue was its own reward after all
+
+Jo behaved herself with exemplary propriety and when Amy was happily
+surrounded by her guard of honor Jo circulated about the Hall picking
+up various bits of gossip which enlightened her upon the subject of
+the Chester change of base  She reproached herself for her share of
+the ill feeling and resolved to exonerate Amy as soon as possible  She
+also discovered what Amy had done about the things in the morning and
+considered her a model of magnanimity  As she passed the art table
+she glanced over it for her sisters things but saw no sign of them
+Tucked away out of sight I dare say thought Jo who could forgive
+her own wrongs but hotly resented any insult offered her family
+
+Good evening Miss Jo  How does Amy get on asked May with a
+conciliatory air for she wanted to show that she also could be
+generous
+
+She has sold everything she had that was worth selling and now she is
+enjoying herself  The flower table is always attractive you know
+especially to gentlemen Jo couldnt resist giving that little slap
+but May took it so meekly she regretted it a minute after and fell to
+praising the great vases which still remained unsold
+
+Is Amys illumination anywhere about  I took a fancy to buy that for
+Father said Jo very anxious to learn the fate of her sisters work
+
+Everything of Amys sold long ago  I took care that the right people
+saw them and they made a nice little sum of money for us returned
+May who had overcome sundry small temptations as well as Amy had
+that day
+
+Much gratified Jo rushed back to tell the good news and Amy looked
+both touched and surprised by the report of Mays word and manner
+
+Now gentlemen I want you to go and do your duty by the other tables
+as generously as you have by mine especially the art table she said
+ordering out Teddys own as the girls called the college friends
+
+Charge Chester charge is the motto for that table but do your
+duty like men and youll get your moneys worth of art in every sense
+of the word said the irrepressible Jo as the devoted phalanx
+prepared to take the field
+
+To hear is to obey but March is fairer far than May said little
+Parker making a frantic effort to be both witty and tender and
+getting promptly quenched by Laurie who said
+
+Very well my son for a small boy and walked him off with a
+paternal pat on the head
+
+Buy the vases whispered Amy to Laurie as a final heaping of coals
+of fire on her enemys head
+
+To Mays great delight Mr Laurence not only bought the vases but
+pervaded the hall with one under each arm  The other gentlemen
+speculated with equal rashness in all sorts of frail trifles and
+wandered helplessly about afterward burdened with wax flowers painted
+fans filigree portfolios and other useful and appropriate purchases
+
+Aunt Carrol was there heard the story looked pleased and said
+something to Mrs March in a corner which made the latter lady beam
+with satisfaction and watch Amy with a face full of mingled pride and
+anxiety though she did not betray the cause of her pleasure till
+several days later
+
+The fair was pronounced a success and when May bade Amy goodnight she
+did not gush as usual but gave her an affectionate kiss and a look
+which said forgive and forget  That satisfied Amy and when she got
+home she found the vases paraded on the parlor chimney piece with a
+great bouquet in each  The reward of merit for a magnanimous March
+as Laurie announced with a flourish
+
+Youve a deal more principle and generosity and nobleness of character
+than I ever gave you credit for Amy  Youve behaved sweetly and I
+respect you with all my heart said Jo warmly as they brushed their
+hair together late that night
+
+Yes we all do and love her for being so ready to forgive  It must
+have been dreadfully hard after working so long and setting your heart
+on selling your own pretty things  I dont believe I could have done
+it as kindly as you did added Beth from her pillow
+
+Why girls you neednt praise me so  I only did as Id be done by
+You laugh at me when I say I want to be a lady but I mean a true
+gentlewoman in mind and manners and I try to do it as far as I know
+how  I cant explain exactly but I want to be above the little
+meannesses and follies and faults that spoil so many women  Im far
+from it now but I do my best and hope in time to be what Mother is
+
+Amy spoke earnestly and Jo said with a cordial hug I understand now
+what you mean and Ill never laugh at you again You are getting on
+faster than you think and Ill take lessons of you in true politeness
+for youve learned the secret I believe Try away deary youll get
+your reward some day and no one will be more delighted than I shall
+
+A week later Amy did get her reward and poor Jo found it hard to be
+delighted  A letter came from Aunt Carrol and Mrs Marchs face was
+illuminated to such a degree when she read it that Jo and Beth who
+were with her demanded what the glad tidings were
+
+Aunt Carrol is going abroad next month and wants
+
+Me to go with her burst in Jo flying out of her chair in an
+uncontrollable rapture
+
+No dear not you  Its Amy
+
+Oh Mother  Shes too young its my turn first  Ive wanted it so
+long  It would do me so much good and be so altogether splendid  I
+must go
+
+Im afraid its impossible Jo  Aunt says Amy decidedly and it is
+not for us to dictate when she offers such a favor
+
+Its always so  Amy has all the fun and I have all the work It isnt
+fair oh it isnt fair cried Jo passionately
+
+Im afraid its partly your own fault dear  When Aunt spoke to me
+the other day she regretted your blunt manners and too independent
+spirit and here she writes as if quoting something you had said I
+planned at first to ask Jo but as favors burden her and she hates
+French I think I wont venture to invite her  Amy is more docile
+will make a good companion for Flo and receive gratefully any help the
+trip may give her
+
+Oh my tongue my abominable tongue  Why cant I learn to keep it
+quiet groaned Jo remembering words which had been her undoing  When
+she had heard the explanation of the quoted phrases Mrs March said
+sorrowfully
+
+I wish you could have gone but there is no hope of it this time so
+try to bear it cheerfully and dont sadden Amys pleasure by
+reproaches or regrets
+
+Ill try said Jo winking hard as she knelt down to pick up the
+basket she had joyfully upset  Ill take a leaf out of her book and
+try not only to seem glad but to be so and not grudge her one minute
+of happiness  But it wont be easy for it is a dreadful
+disappointment and poor Jo bedewed the little fat pincushion she held
+with several very bitter tears
+
+Jo dear Im very selfish but I couldnt spare you and Im glad you
+are not going quite yet whispered Beth embracing her basket and
+all with such a clinging touch and loving face that Jo felt comforted
+in spite of the sharp regret that made her want to box her own ears
+and humbly beg Aunt Carrol to burden her with this favor and see how
+gratefully she would bear it
+
+By the time Amy came in Jo was able to take her part in the family
+jubilation not quite as heartily as usual perhaps but without
+repinings at Amys good fortune  The young lady herself received the
+news as tidings of great joy went about in a solemn sort of rapture
+and began to sort her colors and pack her pencils that evening leaving
+such trifles as clothes money and passports to those less absorbed in
+visions of art than herself
+
+It isnt a mere pleasure trip to me girls she said impressively as
+she scraped her best palette  It will decide my career for if I have
+any genius I shall find it out in Rome and will do something to prove
+it
+
+Suppose you havent said Jo sewing away with red eyes at the new
+collars which were to be handed over to Amy
+
+Then I shall come home and teach drawing for my living replied the
+aspirant for fame with philosophic composure But she made a wry face
+at the prospect and scratched away at her palette as if bent on
+vigorous measures before she gave up her hopes
+
+No you wont  You hate hard work and youll marry some rich man
+and come home to sit in the lap of luxury all your days said Jo
+
+Your predictions sometimes come to pass but I dont believe that one
+will  Im sure I wish it would for if I cant be an artist myself I
+should like to be able to help those who are said Amy smiling as if
+the part of Lady Bountiful would suit her better than that of a poor
+drawing teacher
+
+Hum said Jo with a sigh  If you wish it youll have it for your
+wishes are always granted mine never
+
+Would you like to go asked Amy thoughtfully patting her nose with
+her knife
+
+Rather
+
+Well in a year or two Ill send for you and well dig in the Forum
+for relics and carry out all the plans weve made so many times
+
+Thank you  Ill remind you of your promise when that joyful day
+comes if it ever does returned Jo accepting the vague but
+magnificent offer as gratefully as she could
+
+There was not much time for preparation and the house was in a ferment
+till Amy was off  Jo bore up very well till the last flutter of blue
+ribbon vanished when she retired to her refuge the garret and cried
+till she couldnt cry any more Amy likewise bore up stoutly till the
+steamer sailed  Then just as the gangway was about to be withdrawn it
+suddenly came over her that a whole ocean was soon to roll between her
+and those who loved her best and she clung to Laurie the last
+lingerer saying with a sob
+
+Oh take care of them for me and if anything should happen
+
+I will dear I will and if anything happens Ill come and comfort
+you whispered Laurie little dreaming that he would be called upon to
+keep his word
+
+So Amy sailed away to find the Old World which is always new and
+beautiful to young eyes while her father and friend watched her from
+the shore fervently hoping that none but gentle fortunes would befall
+the happy hearted girl who waved her hand to them till they could see
+nothing but the summer sunshine dazzling on the sea
+
+
+
+CHAPTER THIRTY ONE
+
+OUR FOREIGN CORRESPONDENT
+
+London
+
+Dearest People Here I really sit at a front window of the Bath Hotel
+Piccadilly  Its not a fashionable place but Uncle stopped here years
+ago and wont go anywhere else  However we dont mean to stay long
+so its no great matter  Oh I cant begin to tell you how I enjoy it
+all  I never can so Ill only give you bits out of my notebook for
+Ive done nothing but sketch and scribble since I started
+
+I sent a line from Halifax when I felt pretty miserable but after
+that I got on delightfully seldom ill on deck all day with plenty of
+pleasant people to amuse me  Everyone was very kind to me especially
+the officers  Dont laugh Jo gentlemen really are very necessary
+aboard ship to hold on to or to wait upon one and as they have
+nothing to do its a mercy to make them useful otherwise they would
+smoke themselves to death Im afraid
+
+Aunt and Flo were poorly all the way and liked to be let alone so
+when I had done what I could for them I went and enjoyed myself  Such
+walks on deck such sunsets such splendid air and waves  It was
+almost as exciting as riding a fast horse when we went rushing on so
+grandly  I wish Beth could have come it would have done her so much
+good  As for Jo she would have gone up and sat on the maintop jib or
+whatever the high thing is called made friends with the engineers and
+tooted on the captains speaking trumpet shed have been in such a
+state of rapture
+
+It was all heavenly but I was glad to see the Irish coast and found
+it very lovely so green and sunny with brown cabins here and there
+ruins on some of the hills and gentlemens countryseats in the
+valleys with deer feeding in the parks It was early in the morning
+but I didnt regret getting up to see it for the bay was full of
+little boats the shore so picturesque and a rosy sky overhead  I
+never shall forget it
+
+At Queenstown one of my new acquaintances left us Mr Lennox and when
+I said something about the Lakes of Killarney he sighed and sung
+with a look at me
+
+    Oh have you eer heard of Kate Kearney
+    She lives on the banks of Killarney
+    From the glance of her eye
+    Shun danger and fly
+    For fatals the glance of Kate Kearney
+
+Wasnt that nonsensical
+
+We only stopped at Liverpool a few hours  Its a dirty noisy place
+and I was glad to leave it  Uncle rushed out and bought a pair of
+dogskin gloves some ugly thick shoes and an umbrella and got shaved
+à la mutton chop the first thing Then he flattered himself that he
+looked like a true Briton but the first time he had the mud cleaned
+off his shoes the little bootblack knew that an American stood in
+them and said with a grin There yer har sir  Ive given em the
+latest Yankee shine  It amused Uncle immensely  Oh I must tell you
+what that absurd Lennox did  He got his friend Ward who came on with
+us to order a bouquet for me and the first thing I saw in my room was
+a lovely one with Robert Lennoxs compliments on the card  Wasnt
+that fun girls I like traveling
+
+I never shall get to London if I dont hurry  The trip was like riding
+through a long picture gallery full of lovely landscapes The
+farmhouses were my delight with thatched roofs ivy up to the eaves
+latticed windows and stout women with rosy children at the doors  The
+very cattle looked more tranquil than ours as they stood knee deep in
+clover and the hens had a contented cluck as if they never got
+nervous like Yankee biddies  Such perfect color I never saw the grass
+so green sky so blue grain so yellow woods so dark I was in a
+rapture all the way  So was Flo and we kept bouncing from one side to
+the other trying to see everything while we were whisking along at the
+rate of sixty miles an hour  Aunt was tired and went to sleep but
+Uncle read his guidebook and wouldnt be astonished at anything This
+is the way we went on  Amy flying up Oh that must be Kenilworth
+that gray place among the trees  Flo darting to my window How
+sweet  We must go there sometime wont we Papa Uncle calmly
+admiring his boots No my dear not unless you want beer thats a
+brewery
+
+A pause then Flo cried out Bless me theres a gallows and a man
+going up  Where where shrieks Amy staring out at two tall posts
+with a crossbeam and some dangling chains  A colliery remarks
+Uncle with a twinkle of the eye  Heres a lovely flock of lambs all
+lying down says Amy  See Papa arent they pretty added Flo
+sentimentally  Geese young ladies returns Uncle in a tone that
+keeps us quiet till Flo settles down to enjoy the Flirtations of
+Captain Cavendish and I have the scenery all to myself
+
+Of course it rained when we got to London and there was nothing to be
+seen but fog and umbrellas  We rested unpacked and shopped a little
+between the showers  Aunt Mary got me some new things for I came off
+in such a hurry I wasnt half ready A white hat and blue feather a
+muslin dress to match and the loveliest mantle you ever saw  Shopping
+in Regent Street is perfectly splendid  Things seem so cheap nice
+ribbons only sixpence a yard  I laid in a stock but shall get my
+gloves in Paris  Doesnt that sound sort of elegant and rich
+
+Flo and I for the fun of it ordered a hansom cab while Aunt and
+Uncle were out and went for a drive though we learned afterward that
+it wasnt the thing for young ladies to ride in them alone  It was so
+droll  For when we were shut in by the wooden apron the man drove so
+fast that Flo was frightened and told me to stop him but he was up
+outside behind somewhere and I couldnt get at him  He didnt hear me
+call nor see me flap my parasol in front and there we were quite
+helpless rattling away and whirling around corners at a breakneck
+pace At last in my despair I saw a little door in the roof and on
+poking it open a red eye appeared and a beery voice said
+
+Now then mum
+
+I gave my order as soberly as I could and slamming down the door with
+an Aye aye mum the man made his horse walk as if going to a
+funeral  I poked again and said A little faster then off he went
+helter skelter as before and we resigned ourselves to our fate
+
+Today was fair and we went to Hyde Park close by for we are more
+aristocratic than we look  The Duke of Devonshire lives near  I often
+see his footmen lounging at the back gate and the Duke of Wellingtons
+house is not far off  Such sights as I saw my dear  It was as good
+as Punch for there were fat dowagers rolling about in their red and
+yellow coaches with gorgeous Jeameses in silk stockings and velvet
+coats up behind and powdered coachmen in front  Smart maids with
+the rosiest children I ever saw handsome girls looking half asleep
+dandies in queer English hats and lavender kids lounging about and
+tall soldiers in short red jackets and muffin caps stuck on one side
+looking so funny I longed to sketch them
+
+Rotten Row means Route de Roi or the kings way but now its more
+like a riding school than anything else  The horses are splendid and
+the men especially the grooms ride well but the women are stiff and
+bounce which isnt according to our rules  I longed to show them a
+tearing American gallop for they trotted solemnly up and down in
+their scant habits and high hats looking like the women in a toy
+Noahs Ark  Everyone rides old men stout ladies little
+children and the young folks do a deal of flirting here I saw a pair
+exchange rose buds for its the thing to wear one in the button hole
+and I thought it rather a nice little idea
+
+In the PM  to Westminster Abbey but dont expect me to describe it
+thats impossible so Ill only say it was sublime This evening we are
+going to see Fechter which will be an appropriate end to the happiest
+day of my life
+
+Its very late but I cant let my letter go in the morning without
+telling you what happened last evening  Who do you think came in as
+we were at tea  Lauries English friends Fred and Frank Vaughn  I
+was so surprised for I shouldnt have known them but for the cards
+Both are tall fellows with whiskers Fred handsome in the English
+style and Frank much better for he only limps slightly and uses no
+crutches  They had heard from Laurie where we were to be and came to
+ask us to their house but Uncle wont go so we shall return the call
+and see them as we can  They went to the theater with us and we did
+have such a good time for Frank devoted himself to Flo and Fred and I
+talked over past present and future fun as if we had known each other
+all our days  Tell Beth Frank asked for her and was sorry to hear of
+her ill health  Fred laughed when I spoke of Jo and sent his
+respectful compliments to the big hat Neither of them had forgotten
+Camp Laurence or the fun we had there  What ages ago it seems
+doesnt it
+
+Aunt is tapping on the wall for the third time so I must stop  I
+really feel like a dissipated London fine lady writing here so late
+with my room full of pretty things and my head a jumble of parks
+theaters new gowns and gallant creatures who say Ah and twirl
+their blond mustaches with the true English lordliness  I long to see
+you all and in spite of my nonsense am as ever your loving
+
+AMY
+
+
+PARIS
+
+Dear girls
+
+In my last I told you about our London visit how kind the Vaughns
+were and what pleasant parties they made for us  I enjoyed the trips
+to Hampton Court and the Kensington Museum more than anything else for
+at Hampton I saw Raphaels cartoons and at the Museum rooms full of
+pictures by Turner Lawrence Reynolds Hogarth and the other great
+creatures  The day in Richmond Park was charming for we had a regular
+English picnic and I had more splendid oaks and groups of deer than I
+could copy also heard a nightingale and saw larks go up  We did
+London to our hearts content thanks to Fred and Frank and were sorry
+to go away for though English people are slow to take you in when
+they once make up their minds to do it they cannot be outdone in
+hospitality I think  The Vaughns hope to meet us in Rome next winter
+and I shall be dreadfully disappointed if they dont for Grace and I
+are great friends and the boys very nice fellows especially Fred
+
+Well we were hardly settled here when he turned up again saying he
+had come for a holiday and was going to Switzerland Aunt looked sober
+at first but he was so cool about it she couldnt say a word  And now
+we get on nicely and are very glad he came for he speaks French like
+a native and I dont know what we should do without him  Uncle
+doesnt know ten words and insists on talking English very loud as if
+it would make people understand him  Aunts pronunciation is
+old fashioned and Flo and I though we flattered ourselves that we
+knew a good deal find we dont and are very grateful to have Fred do
+the parley vooing as Uncle calls it
+
+Such delightful times as we are having  Sight seeing from morning till
+night stopping for nice lunches in the gay cafes and meeting with
+all sorts of droll adventures  Rainy days I spend in the Louvre
+revelling in pictures  Jo would turn up her naughty nose at some of
+the finest because she has no soul for art but I have and Im
+cultivating eye and taste as fast as I can  She would like the relics
+of great people better for Ive seen her Napoleons cocked hat and
+gray coat his babys cradle and his old toothbrush also Marie
+Antoinettes little shoe the ring of Saint Denis Charlemagnes sword
+and many other interesting things  Ill talk for hours about them when
+I come but havent time to write
+
+The Palais Royale is a heavenly place so full of bijouterie and
+lovely things that Im nearly distracted because I cant buy them
+Fred wanted to get me some but of course I didnt allow it  Then the
+Bois and Champs Elysees are tres magnifique Ive seen the imperial
+family several times the emperor an ugly hard looking man the
+empress pale and pretty but dressed in bad taste I thought purple
+dress green hat and yellow gloves Little Nap is a handsome boy who
+sits chatting to his tutor and kisses his hand to the people as he
+passes in his four horse barouche with postilions in red satin jackets
+and a mounted guard before and behind
+
+We often walk in the Tuileries Gardens for they are lovely though the
+antique Luxembourg Gardens suit me better Pere la Chaise is very
+curious for many of the tombs are like small rooms and looking in
+one sees a table with images or pictures of the dead and chairs for
+the mourners to sit in when they come to lament  That is so Frenchy
+
+Our rooms are on the Rue de Rivoli and sitting on the balcony we look
+up and down the long brilliant street  It is so pleasant that we
+spend our evenings talking there when too tired with our days work to
+go out  Fred is very entertaining and is altogether the most
+agreeable young man I ever knew except Laurie whose manners are more
+charming  I wish Fred was dark for I dont fancy light men however
+the Vaughns are very rich and come of an excellent family so I wont
+find fault with their yellow hair as my own is yellower
+
+Next week we are off to Germany and Switzerland and as we shall travel
+fast I shall only be able to give you hasty letters  I keep my diary
+and try to remember correctly and describe clearly all that I see and
+admire as Father advised It is good practice for me and with my
+sketchbook will give you a better idea of my tour than these scribbles
+
+Adieu I embrace you tenderly Votre Amie
+
+
+HEIDELBERG
+
+My dear Mamma
+
+Having a quiet hour before we leave for Berne Ill try to tell you
+what has happened for some of it is very important as you will see
+
+The sail up the Rhine was perfect and I just sat and enjoyed it with
+all my might  Get Fathers old guidebooks and read about it  I
+havent words beautiful enough to describe it At Coblentz we had a
+lovely time for some students from Bonn with whom Fred got acquainted
+on the boat gave us a serenade It was a moonlight night and about
+one oclock Flo and I were waked by the most delicious music under our
+windows  We flew up and hid behind the curtains but sly peeps showed
+us Fred and the students singing away down below  It was the most
+romantic thing I ever saw the river the bridge of boats the great
+fortress opposite moonlight everywhere and music fit to melt a heart
+of stone
+
+When they were done we threw down some flowers and saw them scramble
+for them kiss their hands to the invisible ladies and go laughing
+away to smoke and drink beer I suppose  Next morning Fred showed me
+one of the crumpled flowers in his vest pocket and looked very
+sentimental  I laughed at him and said I didnt throw it but Flo
+which seemed to disgust him for he tossed it out of the window and
+turned sensible again  Im afraid Im going to have trouble with that
+boy it begins to look like it
+
+The baths at Nassau were very gay so was Baden Baden where Fred lost
+some money and I scolded him  He needs someone to look after him when
+Frank is not with him  Kate said once she hoped hed marry soon and I
+quite agree with her that it would be well for him  Frankfurt was
+delightful  I saw Goethes house Schillers statue and Danneckers
+famous Ariadne  It was very lovely but I should have enjoyed it
+more if I had known the story better  I didnt like to ask as
+everyone knew it or pretended they did  I wish Jo would tell me all
+about it  I ought to have read more for I find I dont know anything
+and it mortifies me
+
+Now comes the serious part for it happened here and Fred has just
+gone  He has been so kind and jolly that we all got quite fond of him
+I never thought of anything but a traveling friendship till the
+serenade night  Since then Ive begun to feel that the moonlight
+walks balcony talks and daily adventures were something more to him
+than fun  I havent flirted Mother truly but remembered what you
+said to me and have done my very best  I cant help it if people like
+me  I dont try to make them and it worries me if I dont care for
+them though Jo says I havent got any heart  Now I know Mother will
+shake her head and the girls say Oh the mercenary little wretch
+but Ive made up my mind and if Fred asks me I shall accept him
+though Im not madly in love  I like him and we get on comfortably
+together  He is handsome young clever enough and very rich ever so
+much richer than the Laurences  I dont think his family would object
+and I should be very happy for they are all kind well bred generous
+people and they like me  Fred as the eldest twin will have the
+estate I suppose and such a splendid one it is  A city house in a
+fashionable street not so showy as our big houses but twice as
+comfortable and full of solid luxury such as English people believe
+in  I like it for its genuine  Ive seen the plate the family
+jewels the old servants and pictures of the country place with its
+park great house lovely grounds and fine horses  Oh it would be
+all I should ask  And Id rather have it than any title such as girls
+snap up so readily and find nothing behind  I may be mercenary but I
+hate poverty and dont mean to bear it a minute longer than I can
+help  One of us must marry well  Meg didnt Jo wont Beth cant
+yet so I shall and make everything okay all round  I wouldnt marry
+a man I hated or despised  You may be sure of that and though Fred is
+not my model hero he does very well and in time I should get fond
+enough of him if he was very fond of me and let me do just as I liked
+So Ive been turning the matter over in my mind the last week for it
+was impossible to help seeing that Fred liked me  He said nothing but
+little things showed it  He never goes with Flo always gets on my
+side of the carriage table or promenade looks sentimental when we
+are alone and frowns at anyone else who ventures to speak to me
+Yesterday at dinner when an Austrian officer stared at us and then
+said something to his friend a rakish looking baron about ein
+wonderschones Blondchen Fred looked as fierce as a lion and cut his
+meat so savagely it nearly flew off his plate  He isnt one of the
+cool stiff Englishmen but is rather peppery for he has Scotch blood
+in him as one might guess from his bonnie blue eyes
+
+Well last evening we went up to the castle about sunset at least all
+of us but Fred who was to meet us there after going to the Post
+Restante for letters  We had a charming time poking about the ruins
+the vaults where the monster tun is and the beautiful gardens made by
+the elector long ago for his English wife  I liked the great terrace
+best for the view was divine so while the rest went to see the rooms
+inside I sat there trying to sketch the gray stone lions head on the
+wall with scarlet woodbine sprays hanging round it  I felt as if Id
+got into a romance sitting there watching the Neckar rolling through
+the valley listening to the music of the Austrian band below and
+waiting for my lover like a real storybook girl  I had a feeling that
+something was going to happen and I was ready for it  I didnt feel
+blushy or quakey but quite cool and only a little excited
+
+By and by I heard Freds voice and then he came hurrying through the
+great arch to find me  He looked so troubled that I forgot all about
+myself and asked what the matter was  He said hed just got a letter
+begging him to come home for Frank was very ill  So he was going at
+once on the night train and only had time to say good by  I was very
+sorry for him and disappointed for myself but only for a minute
+because he said as he shook hands and said it in a way that I could
+not mistake  I shall soon come back you wont forget me Amy
+
+I didnt promise but I looked at him and he seemed satisfied and
+there was no time for anything but messages and good byes for he was
+off in an hour and we all miss him very much I know he wanted to
+speak but I think from something he once hinted that he had promised
+his father not to do anything of the sort yet a while for he is a rash
+boy and the old gentleman dreads a foreign daughter in law  We shall
+soon meet in Rome and then if I dont change my mind Ill say Yes
+thank you when he says Will you please
+
+Of course this is all very private but I wished you to know what was
+going on  Dont be anxious about me remember I am your prudent Amy
+and be sure I will do nothing rashly Send me as much advice as you
+like  Ill use it if I can  I wish I could see you for a good talk
+Marmee  Love and trust me
+
+Ever your AMY
+
+
+
+CHAPTER THIRTY TWO
+
+TENDER TROUBLES
+
+Jo Im anxious about Beth
+
+Why Mother she has seemed unusually well since the babies came
+
+Its not her health that troubles me now its her spirits Im sure
+there is something on her mind and I want you to discover what it is
+
+What makes you think so Mother
+
+She sits alone a good deal and doesnt talk to her father as much as
+she used  I found her crying over the babies the other day  When she
+sings the songs are always sad ones and now and then I see a look in
+her face that I dont understand This isnt like Beth and it worries
+me
+
+Have you asked her about it
+
+I have tried once or twice but she either evaded my questions or
+looked so distressed that I stopped  I never force my childrens
+confidence and I seldom have to wait for long
+
+Mrs March glanced at Jo as she spoke but the face opposite seemed
+quite unconscious of any secret disquietude but Beths and after
+sewing thoughtfully for a minute Jo said I think she is growing up
+and so begins to dream dreams and have hopes and fears and fidgets
+without knowing why or being able to explain them  Why Mother Beths
+eighteen but we dont realize it and treat her like a child
+forgetting shes a woman
+
+So she is  Dear heart how fast you do grow up returned her mother
+with a sigh and a smile
+
+Cant be helped Marmee so you must resign yourself to all sorts of
+worries and let your birds hop out of the nest one by one  I promise
+never to hop very far if that is any comfort to you
+
+Its a great comfort Jo  I always feel strong when you are at home
+now Meg is gone  Beth is too feeble and Amy too young to depend upon
+but when the tug comes you are always ready
+
+Why you know I dont mind hard jobs much and there must always be
+one scrub in a family  Amy is splendid in fine works and Im not but
+I feel in my element when all the carpets are to be taken up or half
+the family fall sick at once Amy is distinguishing herself abroad but
+if anything is amiss at home Im your man
+
+I leave Beth to your hands then for she will open her tender little
+heart to her Jo sooner than to anyone else  Be very kind and dont
+let her think anyone watches or talks about her  If she only would get
+quite strong and cheerful again I shouldnt have a wish in the world
+
+Happy woman  Ive got heaps
+
+My dear what are they
+
+Ill settle Bethys troubles and then Ill tell you mine They are
+not very wearing so theyll keep and Jo stitched away with a wise
+nod which set her mothers heart at rest about her for the present at
+least
+
+While apparently absorbed in her own affairs Jo watched Beth and
+after many conflicting conjectures finally settled upon one which
+seemed to explain the change in her  A slight incident gave Jo the
+clue to the mystery she thought and lively fancy loving heart did
+the rest  She was affecting to write busily one Saturday afternoon
+when she and Beth were alone together  Yet as she scribbled she kept
+her eye on her sister who seemed unusually quiet  Sitting at the
+window Beths work often dropped into her lap and she leaned her head
+upon her hand in a dejected attitude while her eyes rested on the
+dull autumnal landscape  Suddenly some one passed below whistling
+like an operatic blackbird and a voice called out All serene Coming
+in tonight
+
+Beth started leaned forward smiled and nodded watched the passer by
+till his quick tramp died away then said softly as if to herself How
+strong and well and happy that dear boy looks
+
+Hum said Jo still intent upon her sisters face for the bright
+color faded as quickly as it came the smile vanished and presently a
+tear lay shining on the window ledge  Beth whisked it off and in her
+half averted face read a tender sorrow that made her own eyes fill
+Fearing to betray herself she slipped away murmuring something about
+needing more paper
+
+Mercy on me Beth loves Laurie she said sitting down in her own
+room pale with the shock of the discovery which she believed she had
+just made  I never dreamed of such a thing What will Mother say  I
+wonder if her  there Jo stopped and turned scarlet with a sudden
+thought  If he shouldnt love back again how dreadful it would be
+He must  Ill make him and she shook her head threateningly at the
+picture of the mischievous looking boy laughing at her from the wall
+Oh dear we are growing up with a vengeance  Heres Meg married and a
+mamma Amy flourishing away at Paris and Beth in love  Im the only
+one that has sense enough to keep out of mischief Jo thought intently
+for a minute with her eyes fixed on the picture then she smoothed out
+her wrinkled forehead and said with a decided nod at the face
+opposite No thank you sir youre very charming but youve no more
+stability than a weathercock  So you neednt write touching notes and
+smile in that insinuating way for it wont do a bit of good and I
+wont have it
+
+Then she sighed and fell into a reverie from which she did not wake
+till the early twilight sent her down to take new observations which
+only confirmed her suspicion  Though Laurie flirted with Amy and joked
+with Jo his manner to Beth had always been peculiarly kind and gentle
+but so was everybodys Therefore no one thought of imagining that he
+cared more for her than for the others  Indeed a general impression
+had prevailed in the family of late that our boy was getting fonder
+than ever of Jo who however wouldnt hear a word upon the subject
+and scolded violently if anyone dared to suggest it If they had known
+the various tender passages which had been nipped in the bud they
+would have had the immense satisfaction of saying I told you so
+But Jo hated philandering and wouldnt allow it always having a
+joke or a smile ready at the least sign of impending danger
+
+When Laurie first went to college he fell in love about once a month
+but these small flames were as brief as ardent did no damage and much
+amused Jo who took great interest in the alternations of hope
+despair and resignation which were confided to her in their weekly
+conferences  But there came a time when Laurie ceased to worship at
+many shrines hinted darkly at one all absorbing passion and indulged
+occasionally in Byronic fits of gloom  Then he avoided the tender
+subject altogether wrote philosophical notes to Jo turned studious
+and gave out that he was going to dig intending to graduate in a
+blaze of glory  This suited the young lady better than twilight
+confidences tender pressures of the hand and eloquent glances of the
+eye for with Jo brain developed earlier than heart and she preferred
+imaginary heroes to real ones because when tired of them the former
+could be shut up in the tin kitchen till called for and the latter
+were less manageable
+
+Things were in this state when the grand discovery was made and Jo
+watched Laurie that night as she had never done before  If she had not
+got the new idea into her head she would have seen nothing unusual in
+the fact that Beth was very quiet and Laurie very kind to her  But
+having given the rein to her lively fancy it galloped away with her at
+a great pace and common sense being rather weakened by a long course
+of romance writing did not come to the rescue  As usual Beth lay on
+the sofa and Laurie sat in a low chair close by amusing her with all
+sorts of gossip for she depended on her weekly spin and he never
+disappointed her  But that evening Jo fancied that Beths eyes rested
+on the lively dark face beside her with peculiar pleasure and that
+she listened with intense interest to an account of some exciting
+cricket match though the phrases caught off a tice stumped off
+his ground and the leg hit for three were as intelligible to her
+as Sanskrit  She also fancied having set her heart upon seeing it
+that she saw a certain increase of gentleness in Lauries manner that
+he dropped his voice now and then laughed less than usual was a
+little absent minded and settled the afghan over Beths feet with an
+assiduity that was really almost tender
+
+Who knows  Stranger things have happened thought Jo as she fussed
+about the room  She will make quite an angel of him and he will make
+life delightfully easy and pleasant for the dear if they only love
+each other  I dont see how he can help it and I do believe he would
+if the rest of us were out of the way
+
+As everyone was out of the way but herself Jo began to feel that she
+ought to dispose of herself with all speed  But where should she go
+And burning to lay herself upon the shrine of sisterly devotion she
+sat down to settle that point
+
+Now the old sofa was a regular patriarch of a sofa long broad
+well cushioned and low a trifle shabby as well it might be for the
+girls had slept and sprawled on it as babies fished over the back
+rode on the arms and had menageries under it as children and rested
+tired heads dreamed dreams and listened to tender talk on it as young
+women  They all loved it for it was a family refuge and one corner
+had always been Jos favorite lounging place  Among the many pillows
+that adorned the venerable couch was one hard round covered with
+prickly horsehair and furnished with a knobby button at each end
+This repulsive pillow was her especial property being used as a weapon
+of defense a barricade or a stern preventive of too much slumber
+
+Laurie knew this pillow well and had cause to regard it with deep
+aversion having been unmercifully pummeled with it in former days when
+romping was allowed and now frequently debarred by it from the seat he
+most coveted next to Jo in the sofa corner  If the sausage as they
+called it stood on end it was a sign that he might approach and
+repose but if it lay flat across the sofa woe to man woman or child
+who dared disturb it  That evening Jo forgot to barricade her corner
+and had not been in her seat five minutes before a massive form
+appeared beside her and with both arms spread over the sofa back both
+long legs stretched out before him Laurie exclaimed with a sigh of
+satisfaction
+
+Now this is filling at the price
+
+No slang snapped Jo slamming down the pillow  But it was too late
+there was no room for it and coasting onto the floor it disappeared
+in a most mysterious manner
+
+Come Jo dont be thorny  After studying himself to a skeleton all
+the week a fellow deserves petting and ought to get it
+
+Beth will pet you  Im busy
+
+No shes not to be bothered with me but you like that sort of thing
+unless youve suddenly lost your taste for it  Have you Do you hate
+your boy and want to fire pillows at him
+
+Anything more wheedlesome than that touching appeal was seldom heard
+but Jo quenched her boy by turning on him with a stern query How
+many bouquets have you sent Miss Randal this week
+
+Not one upon my word  Shes engaged  Now then
+
+Im glad of it thats one of your foolish extravagances sending
+flowers and things to girls for whom you dont care two pins
+continued Jo reprovingly
+
+Sensible girls for whom I do care whole papers of pins wont let me
+send them flowers and things so what can I do My feelings need a
+vent
+
+Mother doesnt approve of flirting even in fun and you do flirt
+desperately Teddy
+
+Id give anything if I could answer So do you  As I cant Ill
+merely say that I dont see any harm in that pleasant little game if
+all parties understand that its only play
+
+Well it does look pleasant but I cant learn how its done Ive
+tried because one feels awkward in company not to do as everybody else
+is doing but I dont seem to get on said Jo forgetting to play
+mentor
+
+Take lessons of Amy she has a regular talent for it
+
+Yes she does it very prettily and never seems to go too far  I
+suppose its natural to some people to please without trying and
+others to always say and do the wrong thing in the wrong place
+
+Im glad you cant flirt  Its really refreshing to see a sensible
+straightforward girl who can be jolly and kind without making a fool
+of herself  Between ourselves Jo some of the girls I know really do
+go on at such a rate Im ashamed of them They dont mean any harm Im
+sure but if they knew how we fellows talked about them afterward
+theyd mend their ways I fancy
+
+They do the same and as their tongues are the sharpest you fellows
+get the worst of it for you are as silly as they every bit  If you
+behaved properly they would but knowing you like their nonsense they
+keep it up and then you blame them
+
+Much you know about it maam said Laurie in a superior tone We
+dont like romps and flirts though we may act as if we did sometimes
+The pretty modest girls are never talked about except respectfully
+among gentleman Bless your innocent soul  If you could be in my place
+for a month youd see things that would astonish you a trifle Upon my
+word when I see one of those harum scarum girls I always want to say
+with our friend Cock Robin
+
+    Out upon you fie upon you
+     Bold faced jig
+
+It was impossible to help laughing at the funny conflict between
+Lauries chivalrous reluctance to speak ill of womankind and his very
+natural dislike of the unfeminine folly of which fashionable society
+showed him many samples  Jo knew that young Laurence was regarded as
+a most eligible parti by worldly mamas was much smiled upon by their
+daughters and flattered enough by ladies of all ages to make a coxcomb
+of him so she watched him rather jealously fearing he would be
+spoiled and rejoiced more than she confessed to find that he still
+believed in modest girls  Returning suddenly to her admonitory tone
+she said dropping her voice If you must have a vent Teddy go and
+devote yourself to one of the pretty modest girls whom you do
+respect and not waste your time with the silly ones
+
+You really advise it and Laurie looked at her with an odd mixture of
+anxiety and merriment in his face
+
+Yes I do but youd better wait till you are through college on the
+whole and be fitting yourself for the place meantime  Youre not half
+good enough for well whoever the modest girl may be and Jo looked a
+little queer likewise for a name had almost escaped her
+
+That Im not acquiesced Laurie with an expression of humility quite
+new to him as he dropped his eyes and absently wound Jos apron tassel
+round his finger
+
+Mercy on us this will never do thought Jo adding aloud Go and
+sing to me  Im dying for some music and always like yours
+
+Id rather stay here thank you
+
+Well you cant there isnt room  Go and make yourself useful since
+you are too big to be ornamental  I thought you hated to be tied to a
+womans apron string retorted Jo quoting certain rebellious words of
+his own
+
+Ah that depends on who wears the apron and Laurie gave an audacious
+tweak at the tassel
+
+Are you going demanded Jo diving for the pillow
+
+He fled at once and the minute it was well Up with the bonnets of
+bonnie Dundee she slipped away to return no more till the young
+gentleman departed in high dudgeon
+
+Jo lay long awake that night and was just dropping off when the sound
+of a stifled sob made her fly to Beths bedside with the anxious
+inquiry What is it dear
+
+I thought you were asleep sobbed Beth
+
+Is it the old pain my precious
+
+No its a new one but I can bear it and Beth tried to check her
+tears
+
+Tell me all about it and let me cure it as I often did the other
+
+You cant there is no cure  There Beths voice gave way and
+clinging to her sister she cried so despairingly that Jo was
+frightened
+
+Where is it  Shall I call Mother
+
+No no dont call her dont tell her  I shall be better soon  Lie
+down here and poor my head  Ill be quiet and go to sleep indeed I
+will
+
+Jo obeyed but as her hand went softly to and fro across Beths hot
+forehead and wet eyelids her heart was very full and she longed to
+speak  But young as she was Jo had learned that hearts like flowers
+cannot be rudely handled but must open naturally so though she
+believed she knew the cause of Beths new pain she only said in her
+tenderest tone Does anything trouble you deary
+
+Yes Jo after a long pause
+
+Wouldnt it comfort you to tell me what it is
+
+Not now not yet
+
+Then I wont ask but remember Bethy that Mother and Jo are always
+glad to hear and help you if they can
+
+I know it  Ill tell you by and by
+
+Is the pain better now
+
+Oh yes much better you are so comfortable Jo
+
+Go to sleep dear  Ill stay with you
+
+So cheek to cheek they fell asleep and on the morrow Beth seemed quite
+herself again for at eighteen neither heads nor hearts ache long and
+a loving word can medicine most ills
+
+But Jo had made up her mind and after pondering over a project for
+some days she confided it to her mother
+
+You asked me the other day what my wishes were  Ill tell you one of
+them Marmee she began as they sat along together  I want to go
+away somewhere this winter for a change
+
+Why Jo and her mother looked up quickly as if the words suggested
+a double meaning
+
+With her eyes on her work Jo answered soberly I want something new
+I feel restless and anxious to be seeing doing and learning more than
+I am  I brood too much over my own small affairs and need stirring
+up so as I can be spared this winter Id like to hop a little way and
+try my wings
+
+Where will you hop
+
+To New York  I had a bright idea yesterday and this is it  You know
+Mrs Kirke wrote to you for some respectable young person to teach her
+children and sew  Its rather hard to find just the thing but I think
+I should suit if I tried
+
+My dear go out to service in that great boarding house and Mrs
+March looked surprised but not displeased
+
+Its not exactly going out to service for Mrs Kirke is your
+friend the kindest soul that ever lived and would make things
+pleasant for me I know  Her family is separate from the rest and no
+one knows me there  Dont care if they do Its honest work and Im
+not ashamed of it
+
+Nor I  But your writing
+
+All the better for the change  I shall see and hear new things get
+new ideas and even if I havent much time there I shall bring home
+quantities of material for my rubbish
+
+I have no doubt of it but are these your only reasons for this sudden
+fancy
+
+No Mother
+
+May I know the others
+
+Jo looked up and Jo looked down then said slowly with sudden color in
+her cheeks  It may be vain and wrong to say it but Im
+afraid Laurie is getting too fond of me
+
+Then you dont care for him in the way it is evident he begins to care
+for you and Mrs March looked anxious as she put the question
+
+Mercy no  I love the dear boy as I always have and am immensely
+proud of him but as for anything more its out of the question
+
+Im glad of that Jo
+
+Why please
+
+Because dear I dont think you suited to one another  As friends
+you are very happy and your frequent quarrels soon blow over but I
+fear you would both rebel if you were mated for life You are too much
+alike and too fond of freedom not to mention hot tempers and strong
+wills to get on happily together in a relation which needs infinite
+patience and forbearance as well as love
+
+Thats just the feeling I had though I couldnt express it Im glad
+you think he is only beginning to care for me  It would trouble me
+sadly to make him unhappy for I couldnt fall in love with the dear
+old fellow merely out of gratitude could I
+
+You are sure of his feeling for you
+
+The color deepened in Jos cheeks as she answered with the look of
+mingled pleasure pride and pain which young girls wear when speaking
+of first lovers Im afraid it is so Mother  He hasnt said
+anything but he looks a great deal I think I had better go away
+before it comes to anything
+
+I agree with you and if it can be managed you shall go
+
+Jo looked relieved and after a pause said smiling How Mrs Moffat
+would wonder at your want of management if she knew and how she will
+rejoice that Annie may still hope
+
+Ah Jo mothers may differ in their management but the hope is the
+same in all the desire to see their children happy Meg is so and I
+am content with her success  You I leave to enjoy your liberty till
+you tire of it for only then will you find that there is something
+sweeter  Amy is my chief care now but her good sense will help her
+For Beth I indulge no hopes except that she may be well  By the way
+she seems brighter this last day or two  Have you spoken to her
+
+Yes she owned she had a trouble and promised to tell me by and by
+I said no more for I think I know it and Jo told her little story
+
+Mrs March shook her head and did not take so romantic a view of the
+case but looked grave and repeated her opinion that for Lauries sake
+Jo should go away for a time
+
+Let us say nothing about it to him till the plan is settled then Ill
+run away before he can collect his wits and be tragic Beth must think
+Im going to please myself as I am for I cant talk about Laurie to
+her  But she can pet and comfort him after Im gone and so cure him
+of this romantic notion  Hes been through so many little trials of
+the sort hes used to it and will soon get over his lovelornity
+
+Jo spoke hopefully but could not rid herself of the foreboding fear
+that this little trial would be harder than the others and that
+Laurie would not get over his lovelornity as easily as heretofore
+
+The plan was talked over in a family council and agreed upon for Mrs
+Kirke gladly accepted Jo and promised to make a pleasant home for her
+The teaching would render her independent and such leisure as she got
+might be made profitable by writing while the new scenes and society
+would be both useful and agreeable  Jo liked the prospect and was
+eager to be gone for the home nest was growing too narrow for her
+restless nature and adventurous spirit  When all was settled with
+fear and trembling she told Laurie but to her surprise he took it very
+quietly  He had been graver than usual of late but very pleasant and
+when jokingly accused of turning over a new leaf he answered soberly
+So I am and I mean this one shall stay turned
+
+Jo was very much relieved that one of his virtuous fits should come on
+just then and made her preparations with a lightened heart for Beth
+seemed more cheerful and hoped she was doing the best for all
+
+One thing I leave in your especial care she said the night before
+she left
+
+You mean your papers asked Beth
+
+No my boy  Be very good to him wont you
+
+Of course I will but I cant fill your place and hell miss you
+sadly
+
+It wont hurt him so remember I leave him in your charge to plague
+pet and keep in order
+
+Ill do my best for your sake promised Beth wondering why Jo
+looked at her so queerly
+
+When Laurie said good by he whispered significantly It wont do a
+bit of good Jo  My eye is on you so mind what you do or Ill come
+and bring you home
+
+
+
+CHAPTER THIRTY THREE
+
+JOS JOURNAL
+
+New York November
+
+Dear Marmee and Beth
+
+Im going to write you a regular volume for Ive got heaps to tell
+though Im not a fine young lady traveling on the continent When I
+lost sight of Fathers dear old face I felt a trifle blue and might
+have shed a briny drop or two if an Irish lady with four small
+children all crying more or less hadnt diverted my mind for I
+amused myself by dropping gingerbread nuts over the seat every time
+they opened their mouths to roar
+
+Soon the sun came out and taking it as a good omen I cleared up
+likewise and enjoyed my journey with all my heart
+
+Mrs Kirke welcomed me so kindly I felt at home at once even in that
+big house full of strangers  She gave me a funny little sky
+parlor all she had but there is a stove in it and a nice table in a
+sunny window so I can sit here and write whenever I like  A fine view
+and a church tower opposite atone for the many stairs and I took a
+fancy to my den on the spot The nursery where I am to teach and sew
+is a pleasant room next Mrs Kirkes private parlor and the two little
+girls are pretty children rather spoiled I fancy but they took to me
+after telling them The Seven Bad Pigs and Ive no doubt I shall make a
+model governess
+
+I am to have my meals with the children if I prefer it to the great
+table and for the present I do for I am bashful though no one will
+believe it
+
+Now my dear make yourself at home said Mrs K  in her motherly
+way Im on the drive from morning to night as you may suppose with
+such a family but a great anxiety will be off my mind if I know the
+children are safe with you  My rooms are always open to you and your
+own shall be as comfortable as I can make it  There are some pleasant
+people in the house if you feel sociable and your evenings are always
+free  Come to me if anything goes wrong and be as happy as you can
+Theres the tea bell I must run and change my cap  And off she
+bustled leaving me to settle myself in my new nest
+
+As I went downstairs soon after I saw something I liked The flights
+are very long in this tall house and as I stood waiting at the head of
+the third one for a little servant girl to lumber up I saw a gentleman
+come along behind her take the heavy hod of coal out of her hand
+carry it all the way up put it down at a door near by and walk away
+saying with a kind nod and a foreign accent It goes better so  The
+little back is too young to haf such heaviness
+
+Wasnt it good of him  I like such things for as Father says trifles
+show character  When I mentioned it to Mrs K that evening she
+laughed and said That must have been Professor Bhaer hes always
+doing things of that sort
+
+Mrs K  told me he was from Berlin very learned and good but poor as
+a church mouse and gives lessons to support himself and two little
+orphan nephews whom he is educating here according to the wishes of
+his sister who married an American  Not a very romantic story but it
+interested me and I was glad to hear that Mrs K  lends him her
+parlor for some of his scholars There is a glass door between it and
+the nursery and I mean to peep at him and then Ill tell you how he
+looks  Hes almost forty so its no harm Marmee
+
+After tea and a go to bed romp with the little girls I attacked the
+big workbasket and had a quiet evening chatting with my new friend  I
+shall keep a journal letter and send it once a week so goodnight and
+more tomorrow
+
+Tuesday Eve
+
+Had a lively time in my seminary this morning for the children acted
+like Sancho and at one time I really thought I should shake them all
+round  Some good angel inspired me to try gymnastics and I kept it up
+till they were glad to sit down and keep still  After luncheon the
+girl took them out for a walk and I went to my needlework like little
+Mabel with a willing mind  I was thanking my stars that Id learned
+to make nice buttonholes when the parlor door opened and shut and
+someone began to hum Kennst Du Das Land like a big bumblebee It was
+dreadfully improper I know but I couldnt resist the temptation and
+lifting one end of the curtain before the glass door I peeped in
+Professor Bhaer was there and while he arranged his books I took a
+good look at him  A regular German rather stout with brown hair
+tumbled all over his head a bushy beard good nose the kindest eyes I
+ever saw and a splendid big voice that does ones ears good after our
+sharp or slipshod American gabble  His clothes were rusty his hands
+were large and he hadnt a really handsome feature in his face except
+his beautiful teeth yet I liked him for he had a fine head his linen
+was very nice and he looked like a gentleman though two buttons were
+off his coat and there was a patch on one shoe  He looked sober in
+spite of his humming till he went to the window to turn the hyacinth
+bulbs toward the sun and stroke the cat who received him like an old
+friend  Then he smiled and when a tap came at the door called out in
+a loud brisk tone Herein
+
+I was just going to run when I caught sight of a morsel of a child
+carrying a big book and stopped to see what was going on
+
+Me wants me Bhaer said the mite slamming down her book and running
+to meet him
+
+Thou shalt haf thy Bhaer  Come then and take a goot hug from him
+my Tina said the Professor catching her up with a laugh and holding
+her so high over his head that she had to stoop her little face to kiss
+him
+
+Now me mus tuddy my lessin went on the funny little thing  So he
+put her up at the table opened the great dictionary she had brought
+and gave her a paper and pencil and she scribbled away turning a leaf
+now and then and passing her little fat finger down the page as if
+finding a word so soberly that I nearly betrayed myself by a laugh
+while Mr Bhaer stood stroking her pretty hair with a fatherly look
+that made me think she must be his own though she looked more French
+than German
+
+Another knock and the appearance of two young ladies sent me back to my
+work and there I virtuously remained through all the noise and
+gabbling that went on next door  One of the girls kept laughing
+affectedly and saying Now Professor in a coquettish tone and the
+other pronounced her German with an accent that must have made it hard
+for him to keep sober
+
+Both seemed to try his patience sorely for more than once I heard him
+say emphatically No no it is not so you haf not attend to what I
+say and once there was a loud rap as if he struck the table with his
+book followed by the despairing exclamation Prut  It all goes bad
+this day
+
+Poor man I pitied him and when the girls were gone took just one
+more peep to see if he survived it  He seemed to have thrown himself
+back in his chair tired out and sat there with his eyes shut till the
+clock struck two when he jumped up put his books in his pocket as if
+ready for another lesson and taking little Tina who had fallen asleep
+on the sofa in his arms he carried her quietly away  I fancy he has a
+hard life of it  Mrs Kirke asked me if I wouldnt go down to the five
+oclock dinner and feeling a little bit homesick I thought I would
+just to see what sort of people are under the same roof with me  So I
+made myself respectable and tried to slip in behind Mrs Kirke but as
+she is short and Im tall my efforts at concealment were rather a
+failure  She gave me a seat by her and after my face cooled off I
+plucked up courage and looked about me  The long table was full and
+every one intent on getting their dinner the gentlemen especially who
+seemed to be eating on time for they bolted in every sense of the
+word vanishing as soon as they were done  There was the usual
+assortment of young men absorbed in themselves young couples absorbed
+in each other married ladies in their babies and old gentlemen in
+politics  I dont think I shall care to have much to do with any of
+them except one sweetfaced maiden lady who looks as if she had
+something in her
+
+Cast away at the very bottom of the table was the Professor shouting
+answers to the questions of a very inquisitive deaf old gentleman on
+one side and talking philosophy with a Frenchman on the other  If Amy
+had been here shed have turned her back on him forever because sad
+to relate he had a great appetite and shoveled in his dinner in a
+manner which would have horrified her ladyship  I didnt mind for I
+like to see folks eat with a relish as Hannah says and the poor man
+must have needed a deal of food after teaching idiots all day
+
+As I went upstairs after dinner two of the young men were settling
+their hats before the hall mirror and I heard one say low to the
+other Whos the new party
+
+Governess or something of that sort
+
+What the deuce is she at our table for
+
+Friend of the old ladys
+
+Handsome head but no style
+
+Not a bit of it  Give us a light and come on
+
+I felt angry at first and then I didnt care for a governess is as
+good as a clerk and Ive got sense if I havent style which is more
+than some people have judging from the remarks of the elegant beings
+who clattered away smoking like bad chimneys  I hate ordinary people
+
+
+Thursday
+
+Yesterday was a quiet day spent in teaching sewing and writing in my
+little room which is very cozy with a light and fire  I picked up a
+few bits of news and was introduced to the Professor  It seems that
+Tina is the child of the Frenchwoman who does the fine ironing in the
+laundry here  The little thing has lost her heart to Mr Bhaer and
+follows him about the house like a dog whenever he is at home which
+delights him as he is very fond of children though a bacheldore
+Kitty and Minnie Kirke likewise regard him with affection and tell all
+sorts of stories about the plays he invents the presents he brings
+and the splendid tales he tells  The younger men quiz him it seems
+call him Old Fritz Lager Beer Ursa Major and make all manner of
+jokes on his name  But he enjoys it like a boy Mrs Kirke says and
+takes it so good naturedly that they all like him in spite of his
+foreign ways
+
+The maiden lady is a Miss Norton rich cultivated and kind  She
+spoke to me at dinner today (for I went to table again its such fun
+to watch people) and asked me to come and see her at her room  She
+has fine books and pictures knows interesting persons and seems
+friendly so I shall make myself agreeable for I do want to get into
+good society only it isnt the same sort that Amy likes
+
+I was in our parlor last evening when Mr Bhaer came in with some
+newspapers for Mrs Kirke  She wasnt there but Minnie who is a
+little old woman introduced me very prettily This is Mammas friend
+Miss March
+
+Yes and shes jolly and we like her lots added Kitty who is an
+enfant terrible
+
+We both bowed and then we laughed for the prim introduction and the
+blunt addition were rather a comical contrast
+
+Ah yes I hear these naughty ones go to vex you Mees Marsch  If so
+again call at me and I come he said with a threatening frown that
+delighted the little wretches
+
+I promised I would and he departed but it seems as if I was doomed to
+see a good deal of him for today as I passed his door on my way out
+by accident I knocked against it with my umbrella  It flew open and
+there he stood in his dressing gown with a big blue sock on one hand
+and a darning needle in the other  He didnt seem at all ashamed of
+it for when I explained and hurried on he waved his hand sock and
+all saying in his loud cheerful way
+
+You haf a fine day to make your walk  Bon voyage Mademoiselle
+
+I laughed all the way downstairs but it was a little pathetic also to
+think of the poor man having to mend his own clothes The German
+gentlemen embroider I know but darning hose is another thing and not
+so pretty
+
+
+Saturday
+
+Nothing has happened to write about except a call on Miss Norton who
+has a room full of pretty things and who was very charming for she
+showed me all her treasures and asked me if I would sometimes go with
+her to lectures and concerts as her escort if I enjoyed them  She
+put it as a favor but Im sure Mrs Kirke has told her about us and
+she does it out of kindness to me  Im as proud as Lucifer but such
+favors from such people dont burden me and I accepted gratefully
+
+When I got back to the nursery there was such an uproar in the parlor
+that I looked in and there was Mr Bhaer down on his hands and knees
+with Tina on his back Kitty leading him with a jump rope and Minnie
+feeding two small boys with seedcakes as they roared and ramped in
+cages built of chairs
+
+We are playing nargerie explained Kitty
+
+Dis is mine effalunt added Tina holding on by the Professors hair
+
+Mamma always allows us to do what we like Saturday afternoon when
+Franz and Emil come doesnt she Mr Bhaer said Minnie
+
+The effalunt sat up looking as much in earnest as any of them and
+said soberly to me I gif you my wort it is so if we make too large a
+noise you shall say Hush to us and we go more softly
+
+I promised to do so but left the door open and enjoyed the fun as much
+as they did for a more glorious frolic I never witnessed  They played
+tag and soldiers danced and sang and when it began to grow dark they
+all piled onto the sofa about the Professor while he told charming
+fairy stories of the storks on the chimney tops and the little
+koblods who ride the snowflakes as they fall  I wish Americans were
+as simple and natural as Germans dont you
+
+Im so fond of writing I should go spinning on forever if motives of
+economy didnt stop me for though Ive used thin paper and written
+fine I tremble to think of the stamps this long letter will need
+Pray forward Amys as soon as you can spare them  My small news will
+sound very flat after her splendors but you will like them I know
+Is Teddy studying so hard that he cant find time to write to his
+friends  Take good care of him for me Beth and tell me all about the
+babies and give heaps of love to everyone  From your faithful Jo
+
+PS  On reading over my letter it strikes me as rather Bhaery but I
+am always interested in odd people and I really had nothing else to
+write about  Bless you
+
+DECEMBER
+
+My Precious Betsey
+
+As this is to be a scribble scrabble letter I direct it to you for it
+may amuse you and give you some idea of my goings on for though
+quiet they are rather amusing for which oh be joyful  After what
+Amy would call Herculaneum efforts in the way of mental and moral
+agriculture my young ideas begin to shoot and my little twigs to bend
+as I could wish  They are not so interesting to me as Tina and the
+boys but I do my duty by them and they are fond of me  Franz and
+Emil are jolly little lads quite after my own heart for the mixture
+of German and American spirit in them produces a constant state of
+effervescence  Saturday afternoons are riotous times whether spent in
+the house or out for on pleasant days they all go to walk like a
+seminary with the Professor and myself to keep order and then such
+fun
+
+We are very good friends now and Ive begun to take lessons  I really
+couldnt help it and it all came about in such a droll way that I must
+tell you  To begin at the beginning Mrs Kirke called to me one day
+as I passed Mr Bhaers room where she was rummaging
+
+Did you ever see such a den my dear  Just come and help me put these
+books to rights for Ive turned everything upside down trying to
+discover what he has done with the six new handkerchiefs I gave him not
+long ago
+
+I went in and while we worked I looked about me for it was a den to
+be sure  Books and papers everywhere a broken meerschaum and an old
+flute over the mantlepiece as if done with a ragged bird without any
+tail chirped on one window seat and a box of white mice adorned the
+other  Half finished boats and bits of string lay among the
+manuscripts  Dirty little boots stood drying before the fire and
+traces of the dearly beloved boys for whom he makes a slave of
+himself were to be seen all over the room  After a grand rummage
+three of the missing articles were found one over the bird cage one
+covered with ink and a third burned brown having been used as a
+holder
+
+Such a man laughed good natured Mrs K as she put the relics in
+the rag bag  I suppose the others are torn up to rig ships bandage
+cut fingers or make kite tails  Its dreadful but I cant scold him
+Hes so absent minded and goodnatured he lets those boys ride over him
+roughshod  I agreed to do his washing and mending but he forgets to
+give out his things and I forget to look them over so he comes to a
+sad pass sometimes
+
+Let me mend them said I  I dont mind it and he neednt know
+Id like to hes so kind to me about bringing my letters and lending
+books
+
+So I have got his things in order and knit heels into two pairs of the
+socks for they were boggled out of shape with his queer darns
+Nothing was said and I hoped he wouldnt find it out but one day last
+week he caught me at it  Hearing the lessons he gives to others has
+interested and amused me so much that I took a fancy to learn for Tina
+runs in and out leaving the door open and I can hear  I had been
+sitting near this door finishing off the last sock and trying to
+understand what he said to a new scholar who is as stupid as I am
+The girl had gone and I thought he had also it was so still and I
+was busily gabbling over a verb and rocking to and fro in a most
+absurd way when a little crow made me look up and there was Mr Bhaer
+looking and laughing quietly while he made signs to Tina not to betray
+him
+
+So he said as I stopped and stared like a goose you peep at me I
+peep at you and this is not bad but see I am not pleasanting when I
+say haf you a wish for German
+
+Yes but you are too busy  I am too stupid to learn I blundered
+out as red as a peony
+
+Prut  We will make the time and we fail not to find the sense  At
+efening I shall gif a little lesson with much gladness for look you
+Mees Marsch I haf this debt to pay  And he pointed to my work Yes
+they say to one another these so kind ladies he is a stupid old
+fellow he will see not what we do he will never observe that his sock
+heels go not in holes any more he will think his buttons grow out new
+when they fall and believe that strings make theirselves Ah  But I
+haf an eye and I see much  I haf a heart and I feel thanks for this
+Come a little lesson then and now or no more good fairy works for me
+and mine
+
+Of course I couldnt say anything after that and as it really is a
+splendid opportunity I made the bargain and we began  I took four
+lessons and then I stuck fast in a grammatical bog  The Professor was
+very patient with me but it must have been torment to him and now and
+then hed look at me with such an expression of mild despair that it
+was a toss up with me whether to laugh or cry  I tried both ways and
+when it came to a sniff or utter mortification and woe he just threw
+the grammar on to the floor and marched out of the room I felt myself
+disgraced and deserted forever but didnt blame him a particle and
+was scrambling my papers together meaning to rush upstairs and shake
+myself hard when in he came as brisk and beaming as if Id covered
+myself in glory
+
+Now we shall try a new way  You and I will read these pleasant little
+marchen together and dig no more in that dry book that goes in the
+corner for making us trouble
+
+He spoke so kindly and opened Hans Andersons fairy tales so
+invitingly before me that I was more ashamed than ever and went at my
+lesson in a neck or nothing style that seemed to amuse him immensely
+I forgot my bashfulness and pegged away (no other word will express
+it) with all my might tumbling over long words pronouncing according
+to inspiration of the minute and doing my very best  When I finished
+reading my first page and stopped for breath he clapped his hands and
+cried out in his hearty way Das ist gut Now we go well  My turn  I
+do him in German gif me your ear  And away he went rumbling out the
+words with his strong voice and a relish which was good to see as well
+as hear  Fortunately the story was The Constant Tin Soldier which
+is droll you know so I could laugh and I did though I didnt
+understand half he read for I couldnt help it he was so earnest I
+so excited and the whole thing so comical
+
+After that we got on better and now I read my lessons pretty well for
+this way of studying suits me and I can see that the grammar gets
+tucked into the tales and poetry as one gives pills in jelly  I like
+it very much and he doesnt seem tired of it yet which is very good
+of him isnt it  I mean to give him something on Christmas for I
+dare not offer money Tell me something nice Marmee
+
+Im glad Laurie seems so happy and busy that he has given up smoking
+and lets his hair grow  You see Beth manages him better than I did
+Im not jealous dear do your best only dont make a saint of him
+Im afraid I couldnt like him without a spice of human naughtiness
+Read him bits of my letters  I havent time to write much and that
+will do just as well  Thank Heaven Beth continues so comfortable
+
+JANUARY
+
+A Happy New Year to you all my dearest family which of course
+includes Mr L  and a young man by the name of Teddy I cant tell you
+how much I enjoyed your Christmas bundle for I didnt get it till
+night and had given up hoping  Your letter came in the morning but
+you said nothing about a parcel meaning it for a surprise so I was
+disappointed for Id had a kind of feeling that you wouldnt forget
+me I felt a little low in my mind as I sat up in my room after tea
+and when the big muddy battered looking bundle was brought to me I
+just hugged it and pranced  It was so homey and refreshing that I sat
+down on the floor and read and looked and ate and laughed and cried in
+my usual absurd way  The things were just what I wanted and all the
+better for being made instead of bought  Beths new ink bib was
+capital and Hannahs box of hard gingerbread will be a treasure  Ill
+be sure and wear the nice flannels you sent Marmee and read carefully
+the books Father has marked  Thank you all heaps and heaps
+
+Speaking of books reminds me that Im getting rich in that line for on
+New Years Day Mr Bhaer gave me a fine Shakespeare It is one he
+values much and Ive often admired it set up in the place of honor
+with his German Bible Plato Homer and Milton so you may imagine how
+I felt when he brought it down without its cover and showed me my own
+name in it from my friend Friedrich Bhaer
+
+You say often you wish a library  Here I gif you one for between
+these lids (he meant covers) is many books in one  Read him well and
+he will help you much for the study of character in this book will
+help you to read it in the world and paint it with your pen
+
+I thanked him as well as I could and talk now about my library as
+if I had a hundred books  I never knew how much there was in
+Shakespeare before but then I never had a Bhaer to explain it to me
+Now dont laugh at his horrid name  It isnt pronounced either Bear or
+Beer as people will say it but something between the two as only
+Germans can give it Im glad you both like what I tell you about him
+and hope you will know him some day  Mother would admire his warm
+heart Father his wise head  I admire both and feel rich in my new
+friend Friedrich Bhaer
+
+Not having much money or knowing what hed like I got several little
+things and put them about the room where he would find them
+unexpectedly  They were useful pretty or funny a new standish on
+his table a little vase for his flower he always has one or a bit of
+green in a glass to keep him fresh he says and a holder for his
+blower so that he neednt burn up what Amy calls mouchoirs  I made
+it like those Beth invented a big butterfly with a fat body and black
+and yellow wings worsted feelers and bead eyes It took his fancy
+immensely and he put it on his mantlepiece as an article of virtue so
+it was rather a failure after all Poor as he is he didnt forget a
+servant or a child in the house and not a soul here from the French
+laundrywoman to Miss Norton forgot him  I was so glad of that
+
+They got up a masquerade and had a gay time New Years Eve  I didnt
+mean to go down having no dress  But at the last minute Mrs Kirke
+remembered some old brocades and Miss Norton lent me lace and
+feathers  So I dressed up as Mrs Malaprop and sailed in with a mask
+on  No one knew me for I disguised my voice and no one dreamed of
+the silent haughty Miss March (for they think I am very stiff and
+cool most of them and so I am to whippersnappers) could dance and
+dress and burst out into a nice derangement of epitaphs like an
+allegory on the banks of the Nile  I enjoyed it very much and when
+we unmasked it was fun to see them stare at me  I heard one of the
+young men tell another that he knew Id been an actress in fact he
+thought he remembered seeing me at one of the minor theaters  Meg will
+relish that joke  Mr Bhaer was Nick Bottom and Tina was Titania a
+perfect little fairy in his arms  To see them dance was quite a
+landscape to use a Teddyism
+
+I had a very happy New Year after all and when I thought it over in
+my room I felt as if I was getting on a little in spite of my many
+failures for Im cheerful all the time now work with a will and take
+more interest in other people than I used to which is satisfactory
+Bless you all  Ever your loving  Jo
+
+
+
+CHAPTER THIRTY FOUR
+
+FRIEND
+
+Though very happy in the social atmosphere about her and very busy
+with the daily work that earned her bread and made it sweeter for the
+effort Jo still found time for literary labors  The purpose which now
+took possession of her was a natural one to a poor and ambitious girl
+but the means she took to gain her end were not the best  She saw that
+money conferred power money and power therefore she resolved to
+have not to be used for herself alone but for those whom she loved
+more than life  The dream of filling home with comforts giving Beth
+everything she wanted from strawberries in winter to an organ in her
+bedroom going abroad herself and always having more than enough so
+that she might indulge in the luxury of charity had been for years
+Jos most cherished castle in the air
+
+The prize story experience had seemed to open a way which might after
+long traveling and much uphill work lead to this delightful chateau en
+Espagne  But the novel disaster quenched her courage for a time for
+public opinion is a giant which has frightened stouter hearted Jacks on
+bigger beanstalks than hers Like that immortal hero she reposed
+awhile after the first attempt which resulted in a tumble and the
+least lovely of the giants treasures if I remember rightly  But the
+up again and take another spirit was as strong in Jo as in Jack so
+she scrambled up on the shady side this time and got more booty but
+nearly left behind her what was far more precious than the moneybags
+
+She took to writing sensation stories for in those dark ages even
+all perfect America read rubbish  She told no one but concocted a
+thrilling tale and boldly carried it herself to Mr Dashwood editor
+of the Weekly Volcano  She had never read Sartor Resartus but she had
+a womanly instinct that clothes possess an influence more powerful over
+many than the worth of character or the magic of manners  So she
+dressed herself in her best and trying to persuade herself that she
+was neither excited nor nervous bravely climbed two pairs of dark and
+dirty stairs to find herself in a disorderly room a cloud of cigar
+smoke and the presence of three gentlemen sitting with their heels
+rather higher than their hats which articles of dress none of them
+took the trouble to remove on her appearance  Somewhat daunted by this
+reception Jo hesitated on the threshold murmuring in much
+embarrassment
+
+Excuse me I was looking for the Weekly Volcano office I wished to
+see Mr Dashwood
+
+Down went the highest pair of heels up rose the smokiest gentleman
+and carefully cherishing his cigar between his fingers he advanced
+with a nod and a countenance expressive of nothing but sleep  Feeling
+that she must get through the matter somehow Jo produced her
+manuscript and blushing redder and redder with each sentence
+blundered out fragments of the little speech carefully prepared for the
+occasion
+
+A friend of mine desired me to offer a story just as an
+experiment would like your opinion be glad to write more if this
+suits
+
+While she blushed and blundered Mr Dashwood had taken the manuscript
+and was turning over the leaves with a pair of rather dirty fingers
+and casting critical glances up and down the neat pages
+
+Not a first attempt I take it observing that the pages were
+numbered covered only on one side and not tied up with a ribbon sure
+sign of a novice
+
+No sir  She has had some experience and got a prize for a tale in
+the Blarneystone Banner
+
+Oh did she and Mr Dashwood gave Jo a quick look which seemed to
+take note of everything she had on from the bow in her bonnet to the
+buttons on her boots  Well you can leave it if you like  Weve
+more of this sort of thing on hand than we know what to do with at
+present but Ill run my eye over it and give you an answer next week
+
+Now Jo did not like to leave it for Mr Dashwood didnt suit her at
+all but under the circumstances there was nothing for her to do but
+bow and walk away looking particularly tall and dignified as she was
+apt to do when nettled or abashed Just then she was both for it was
+perfectly evident from the knowing glances exchanged among the
+gentlemen that her little fiction of my friend was considered a good
+joke and a laugh produced by some inaudible remark of the editor as
+he closed the door completed her discomfiture  Half resolving never
+to return she went home and worked off her irritation by stitching
+pinafores vigorously and in an hour or two was cool enough to laugh
+over the scene and long for next week
+
+When she went again Mr Dashwood was alone whereat she rejoiced  Mr
+Dashwood was much wider awake than before which was agreeable and Mr
+Dashwood was not too deeply absorbed in a cigar to remember his
+manners so the second interview was much more comfortable than the
+first
+
+Well take this (editors never say I) if you dont object to a few
+alterations  Its too long but omitting the passages Ive marked will
+make it just the right length he said in a businesslike tone
+
+Jo hardly knew her own MS  again so crumpled and underscored were its
+pages and paragraphs but feeling as a tender parent might on being
+asked to cut off her babys legs in order that it might fit into a new
+cradle she looked at the marked passages and was surprised to find
+that all the moral reflections which she had carefully put in as
+ballast for much romance had been stricken out
+
+But Sir I thought every story should have some sort of a moral so I
+took care to have a few of my sinners repent
+
+Mr Dashwoodss editorial gravity relaxed into a smile for Jo had
+forgotten her friend and spoken as only an author could
+
+People want to be amused not preached at you know  Morals dont
+sell nowadays  Which was not quite a correct statement by the way
+
+You think it would do with these alterations then
+
+Yes its a new plot and pretty well worked up language good and so
+on was Mr Dashwoods affable reply
+
+What do you that is what compensation  began Jo not exactly
+knowing how to express herself
+
+Oh yes well we give from twenty five to thirty for things of this
+sort  Pay when it comes out returned Mr Dashwood as if that point
+had escaped him  Such trifles do escape the editorial mind it is said
+
+Very well you can have it said Jo handing back the story with a
+satisfied air for after the dollar a column work even twenty five
+seemed good pay
+
+Shall I tell my friend you will take another if she has one better
+than this asked Jo unconscious of her little slip of the tongue and
+emboldened by her success
+
+Well well look at it  Cant promise to take it  Tell her to make
+it short and spicy and never mind the moral  What name would your
+friend like to put on it in a careless tone
+
+None at all if you please she doesnt wish her name to appear and
+has no nom de plume said Jo blushing in spite of herself
+
+Just as she likes of course  The tale will be out next week Will
+you call for the money or shall I send it asked Mr Dashwood who
+felt a natural desire to know who his new contributor might be
+
+Ill call  Good morning Sir
+
+As she departed Mr Dashwood put up his feet with the graceful
+remark Poor and proud as usual but shell do
+
+Following Mr Dashwoods directions and making Mrs Northbury her
+model Jo rashly took a plunge into the frothy sea of sensational
+literature but thanks to the life preserver thrown her by a friend
+she came up again not much the worse for her ducking
+
+Like most young scribblers she went abroad for her characters and
+scenery and banditti counts gypsies nuns and duchesses appeared
+upon her stage and played their parts with as much accuracy and spirit
+as could be expected  Her readers were not particular about such
+trifles as grammar punctuation and probability and Mr Dashwood
+graciously permitted her to fill his columns at the lowest prices not
+thinking it necessary to tell her that the real cause of his
+hospitality was the fact that one of his hacks on being offered higher
+wages had basely left him in the lurch
+
+She soon became interested in her work for her emaciated purse grew
+stout and the little hoard she was making to take Beth to the
+mountains next summer grew slowly but surely as the weeks passed  One
+thing disturbed her satisfaction and that was that she did not tell
+them at home  She had a feeling that Father and Mother would not
+approve and preferred to have her own way first and beg pardon
+afterward  It was easy to keep her secret for no name appeared with
+her stories  Mr Dashwood had of course found it out very soon but
+promised to be dumb and for a wonder kept his word
+
+She thought it would do her no harm for she sincerely meant to write
+nothing of which she would be ashamed and quieted all pricks of
+conscience by anticipations of the happy minute when she should show
+her earnings and laugh over her well kept secret
+
+But Mr Dashwood rejected any but thrilling tales and as thrills could
+not be produced except by harrowing up the souls of the readers
+history and romance land and sea science and art police records and
+lunatic asylums had to be ransacked for the purpose  Jo soon found
+that her innocent experience had given her but few glimpses of the
+tragic world which underlies society so regarding it in a business
+light she set about supplying her deficiencies with characteristic
+energy Eager to find material for stories and bent on making them
+original in plot if not masterly in execution she searched newspapers
+for accidents incidents and crimes  She excited the suspicions of
+public librarians by asking for works on poisons  She studied faces in
+the street and characters good bad and indifferent all about her
+She delved in the dust of ancient times for facts or fictions so old
+that they were as good as new and introduced herself to folly sin
+and misery as well as her limited opportunities allowed  She thought
+she was prospering finely but unconsciously she was beginning to
+desecrate some of the womanliest attributes of a womans character
+She was living in bad society and imaginary though it was its
+influence affected her for she was feeding heart and fancy on
+dangerous and unsubstantial food and was fast brushing the innocent
+bloom from her nature by a premature acquaintance with the darker side
+of life which comes soon enough to all of us
+
+She was beginning to feel rather than see this for much describing of
+other peoples passions and feelings set her to studying and
+speculating about her own a morbid amusement in which healthy young
+minds do not voluntarily indulge Wrongdoing always brings its own
+punishment and when Jo most needed hers she got it
+
+I dont know whether the study of Shakespeare helped her to read
+character or the natural instinct of a woman for what was honest
+brave and strong but while endowing her imaginary heroes with every
+perfection under the sun Jo was discovering a live hero who
+interested her in spite of many human imperfections  Mr Bhaer in one
+of their conversations had advised her to study simple true and
+lovely characters wherever she found them as good training for a
+writer  Jo took him at his word for she coolly turned round and
+studied him a proceeding which would have much surprised him had he
+known it for the worthy Professor was very humble in his own conceit
+
+Why everybody liked him was what puzzled Jo at first  He was neither
+rich nor great young nor handsome in no respect what is called
+fascinating imposing or brilliant and yet he was as attractive as a
+genial fire and people seemed to gather about him as naturally as
+about a warm hearth  He was poor yet always appeared to be giving
+something away a stranger yet everyone was his friend no longer
+young but as happy hearted as a boy plain and peculiar yet his face
+looked beautiful to many and his oddities were freely forgiven for his
+sake  Jo often watched him trying to discover the charm and at last
+decided that it was benevolence which worked the miracle  If he had
+any sorrow it sat with its head under its wing and he turned only
+his sunny side to the world  There were lines upon his forehead but
+Time seemed to have touched him gently remembering how kind he was to
+others  The pleasant curves about his mouth were the memorials of many
+friendly words and cheery laughs his eyes were never cold or hard and
+his big hand had a warm strong grasp that was more expressive than
+words
+
+His very clothes seemed to partake of the hospitable nature of the
+wearer  They looked as if they were at ease and liked to make him
+comfortable  His capacious waistcoat was suggestive of a large heart
+underneath  His rusty coat had a social air and the baggy pockets
+plainly proved that little hands often went in empty and came out full
+His very boots were benevolent and his collars never stiff and raspy
+like other peoples
+
+Thats it said Jo to herself when she at length discovered that
+genuine good will toward ones fellow men could beautify and dignify
+even a stout German teacher who shoveled in his dinner darned his own
+socks and was burdened with the name of Bhaer
+
+Jo valued goodness highly but she also possessed a most feminine
+respect for intellect and a little discovery which she made about the
+Professor added much to her regard for him He never spoke of himself
+and no one ever knew that in his native city he had been a man much
+honored and esteemed for learning and integrity till a countryman came
+to see him He never spoke of himself and in a conversation with Miss
+Norton divulged the pleasing fact  From her Jo learned it and liked
+it all the better because Mr Bhaer had never told it  She felt proud
+to know that he was an honored Professor in Berlin though only a poor
+language master in America and his homely hard working life was much
+beautified by the spice of romance which this discovery gave it
+Another and a better gift than intellect was shown her in a most
+unexpected manner  Miss Norton had the entree into most society which
+Jo would have had no chance of seeing but for her  The solitary woman
+felt an interest in the ambitious girl and kindly conferred many
+favors of this sort both on Jo and the Professor  She took them with
+her one night to a select symposium held in honor of several
+celebrities
+
+Jo went prepared to bow down and adore the mighty ones whom she had
+worshiped with youthful enthusiasm afar off  But her reverence for
+genius received a severe shock that night and it took her some time to
+recover from the discovery that the great creatures were only men and
+women after all  Imagine her dismay on stealing a glance of timid
+admiration at the poet whose lines suggested an ethereal being fed on
+spirit fire and dew to behold him devouring his supper with an
+ardor which flushed his intellectual countenance  Turning as from a
+fallen idol she made other discoveries which rapidly dispelled her
+romantic illusions  The great novelist vibrated between two decanters
+with the regularity of a pendulum the famous divine flirted openly
+with one of the Madame de Staels of the age who looked daggers at
+another Corinne who was amiably satirizing her after outmaneuvering
+her in efforts to absorb the profound philosopher who imbibed tea
+Johnsonianly and appeared to slumber the loquacity of the lady
+rendering speech impossible  The scientific celebrities forgetting
+their mollusks and glacial periods gossiped about art while devoting
+themselves to oysters and ices with characteristic energy the young
+musician who was charming the city like a second Orpheus talked
+horses and the specimen of the British nobility present happened to be
+the most ordinary man of the party
+
+Before the evening was half over Jo felt so completely disillusioned
+that she sat down in a corner to recover herself Mr Bhaer soon joined
+her looking rather out of his element and presently several of the
+philosophers each mounted on his hobby came ambling up to hold an
+intellectual tournament in the recess  The conversations were miles
+beyond Jos comprehension but she enjoyed it though Kant and Hegel
+were unknown gods the Subjective and Objective unintelligible terms
+and the only thing evolved from her inner consciousness was a bad
+headache after it was all over  It dawned upon her gradually that the
+world was being picked to pieces and put together on new and
+according to the talkers on infinitely better principles than before
+that religion was in a fair way to be reasoned into nothingness and
+intellect was to be the only God  Jo knew nothing about philosophy or
+metaphysics of any sort but a curious excitement half pleasurable
+half painful came over her as she listened with a sense of being
+turned adrift into time and space like a young balloon out on a
+holiday
+
+She looked round to see how the Professor liked it and found him
+looking at her with the grimmest expression she had ever seen him wear
+He shook his head and beckoned her to come away but she was fascinated
+just then by the freedom of Speculative Philosophy and kept her seat
+trying to find out what the wise gentlemen intended to rely upon after
+they had annihilated all the old beliefs
+
+Now Mr Bhaer was a diffident man and slow to offer his own opinions
+not because they were unsettled but too sincere and earnest to be
+lightly spoken  As he glanced from Jo to several other young people
+attracted by the brilliancy of the philosophic pyrotechnics he knit
+his brows and longed to speak fearing that some inflammable young soul
+would be led astray by the rockets to find when the display was over
+that they had only an empty stick or a scorched hand
+
+He bore it as long as he could but when he was appealed to for an
+opinion he blazed up with honest indignation and defended religion
+with all the eloquence of truth an eloquence which made his broken
+English musical and his plain face beautiful  He had a hard fight for
+the wise men argued well but he didnt know when he was beaten and
+stood to his colors like a man  Somehow as he talked the world got
+right again to Jo  The old beliefs that had lasted so long seemed
+better than the new  God was not a blind force and immortality was
+not a pretty fable but a blessed fact  She felt as if she had solid
+ground under her feet again and when Mr Bhaer paused outtalked but
+not one whit convinced Jo wanted to clap her hands and thank him
+
+She did neither but she remembered the scene and gave the Professor
+her heartiest respect for she knew it cost him an effort to speak out
+then and there because his conscience would not let him be silent
+She began to see that character is a better possession than money
+rank intellect or beauty and to feel that if greatness is what a
+wise man has defined it to be truth reverence and good will then
+her friend Friedrich Bhaer was not only good but great
+
+This belief strengthened daily  She valued his esteem she coveted his
+respect she wanted to be worthy of his friendship and just when the
+wish was sincerest she came near to losing everything  It all grew
+out of a cocked hat for one evening the Professor came in to give Jo
+her lesson with a paper soldier cap on his head which Tina had put
+there and he had forgotten to take off
+
+Its evident he doesnt look in his glass before coming down thought
+Jo with a smile as he said Goot efening and sat soberly down
+quite unconscious of the ludicrous contrast between his subject and his
+headgear for he was going to read her the Death of Wallenstein
+
+She said nothing at first for she liked to hear him laugh out his big
+hearty laugh when anything funny happened so she left him to discover
+it for himself and presently forgot all about it for to hear a German
+read Schiller is rather an absorbing occupation  After the reading
+came the lesson which was a lively one for Jo was in a gay mood that
+night and the cocked hat kept her eyes dancing with merriment  The
+Professor didnt know what to make of her and stopped at last to ask
+with an air of mild surprise that was irresistible  
+
+Mees Marsch for what do you laugh in your masters face Haf you no
+respect for me that you go on so bad
+
+How can I be respectful Sir when you forget to take your hat off
+said Jo
+
+Lifting his hand to his head the absent minded Professor gravely felt
+and removed the little cocked hat looked at it a minute and then
+threw back his head and laughed like a merry bass viol
+
+Ah  I see him now it is that imp Tina who makes me a fool with my
+cap  Well it is nothing but see you if this lesson goes not well
+you too shall wear him
+
+But the lesson did not go at all for a few minutes because Mr Bhaer
+caught sight of a picture on the hat and unfolding it said with great
+disgust I wish these papers did not come in the house  They are not
+for children to see  nor young people to read It is not well and I
+haf no patience with those who make this harm
+
+Jo glanced at the sheet and saw a pleasing illustration composed of a
+lunatic a corpse a villain and a viper  She did not like it but
+the impulse that made her turn it over was not one of displeasure but
+fear because for a minute she fancied the paper was the Volcano  It
+was not however and her panic subsided as she remembered that even if
+it had been and one of her own tales in it there would have been no
+name to betray her  She had betrayed herself however by a look and a
+blush for though an absent man the Professor saw a good deal more
+than people fancied  He knew that Jo wrote and had met her down among
+the newspaper offices more than once but as she never spoke of it he
+asked no questions in spite of a strong desire to see her work  Now it
+occurred to him that she was doing what she was ashamed to own and it
+troubled him  He did not say to himself It is none of my business
+Ive no right to say anything as many people would have done  He
+only remembered that she was young and poor a girl far away from
+mothers love and fathers care and he was moved to help her with an
+impulse as quick and natural as that which would prompt him to put out
+his hand to save a baby from a puddle  All this flashed through his
+mind in a minute but not a trace of it appeared in his face and by
+the time the paper was turned and Jos needle threaded he was ready
+to say quite naturally but very gravely
+
+Yes you are right to put it from you  I do not think that good young
+girls should see such things  They are made pleasant to some but I
+would more rather give my boys gunpowder to play with than this bad
+trash
+
+All may not be bad only silly you know and if there is a demand for
+it I dont see any harm in supplying it Many very respectable people
+make an honest living out of what are called sensation stories said
+Jo scratching gathers so energetically that a row of little slits
+followed her pin
+
+There is a demand for whisky but I think you and I do not care to
+sell it  If the respectable people knew what harm they did they would
+not feel that the living was honest  They haf no right to put poison
+in the sugarplum and let the small ones eat it  No they should think
+a little and sweep mud in the street before they do this thing
+
+Mr Bhaer spoke warmly and walked to the fire crumpling the paper in
+his hands  Jo sat still looking as if the fire had come to her for
+her cheeks burned long after the cocked hat had turned to smoke and
+gone harmlessly up the chimney
+
+I should like much to send all the rest after him muttered the
+Professor coming back with a relieved air
+
+Jo thought what a blaze her pile of papers upstairs would make and her
+hard earned money lay rather heavily on her conscience at that minute
+Then she thought consolingly to herself Mine are not like that they
+are only silly never bad so I wont be worried and taking up her
+book she said with a studious face Shall we go on Sir Ill be
+very good and proper now
+
+I shall hope so was all he said but he meant more than she
+imagined and the grave kind look he gave her made her feel as if the
+words Weekly Volcano were printed in large type on her forehead
+
+As soon as she went to her room she got out her papers and carefully
+reread every one of her stories  Being a little shortsighted Mr
+Bhaer sometimes used eye glasses and Jo had tried them once smiling
+to see how they magnified the fine print of her book  Now she seemed
+to have on the Professors mental or moral spectacles also for the
+faults of these poor stories glared at her dreadfully and filled her
+with dismay
+
+They are trash and will soon be worse trash if I go on for each is
+more sensational than the last  Ive gone blindly on hurting myself
+and other people for the sake of money  I know its so for I cant
+read this stuff in sober earnest without being horribly ashamed of it
+and what should I do if they were seen at home or Mr Bhaer got hold of
+them
+
+Jo turned hot at the bare idea and stuffed the whole bundle into her
+stove nearly setting the chimney afire with the blaze
+
+Yes thats the best place for such inflammable nonsense Id better
+burn the house down I suppose than let other people blow themselves
+up with my gunpowder she thought as she watched the Demon of the Jura
+whisk away a little black cinder with fiery eyes
+
+But when nothing remained of all her three months work except a heap
+of ashes and the money in her lap Jo looked sober as she sat on the
+floor wondering what she ought to do about her wages
+
+I think I havent done much harm yet and may keep this to pay for my
+time she said after a long meditation adding impatiently I almost
+wish I hadnt any conscience its so inconvenient  If I didnt care
+about doing right and didnt feel uncomfortable when doing wrong I
+should get on capitally I cant help wishing sometimes that Mother
+and Father hadnt been so particular about such things
+
+Ah Jo instead of wishing that thank God that Father and Mother were
+particular and pity from your heart those who have no such guardians
+to hedge them round with principles which may seem like prison walls to
+impatient youth but which will prove sure foundations to build
+character upon in womanhood
+
+Jo wrote no more sensational stories deciding that the money did not
+pay for her share of the sensation but going to the other extreme as
+is the way with people of her stamp she took a course of Mrs
+Sherwood Miss Edgeworth and Hannah More and then produced a tale
+which might have been more properly called an essay or a sermon so
+intensely moral was it  She had her doubts about it from the
+beginning for her lively fancy and girlish romance felt as ill at ease
+in the new style as she would have done masquerading in the stiff and
+cumbrous costume of the last century  She sent this didactic gem to
+several markets but it found no purchaser and she was inclined to
+agree with Mr Dashwood that morals didnt sell
+
+Then she tried a childs story which she could easily have disposed of
+if she had not been mercenary enough to demand filthy lucre for it
+The only person who offered enough to make it worth her while to try
+juvenile literature was a worthy gentleman who felt it his mission to
+convert all the world to his particular belief  But much as she liked
+to write for children Jo could not consent to depict all her naughty
+boys as being eaten by bears or tossed by mad bulls because they did
+not go to a particular Sabbath school nor all the good infants who did
+go as rewarded by every kind of bliss from gilded gingerbread to
+escorts of angels when they departed this life with psalms or sermons
+on their lisping tongues  So nothing came of these trials and Jo
+corked up her inkstand and said in a fit of very wholesome humility
+
+I dont know anything  Ill wait until I do before I try again and
+meantime sweep mud in the street if I cant do better thats
+honest at least  Which decision proved that her second tumble down
+the beanstalk had done her some good
+
+While these internal revolutions were going on her external life had
+been as busy and uneventful as usual and if she sometimes looked
+serious or a little sad no one observed it but Professor Bhaer  He did
+it so quietly that Jo never knew he was watching to see if she would
+accept and profit by his reproof but she stood the test and he was
+satisfied for though no words passed between them he knew that she
+had given up writing  Not only did he guess it by the fact that the
+second finger of her right hand was no longer inky but she spent her
+evenings downstairs now was met no more among newspaper offices and
+studied with a dogged patience which assured him that she was bent on
+occupying her mind with something useful if not pleasant
+
+He helped her in many ways proving himself a true friend and Jo was
+happy for while her pen lay idle she was learning other lessons
+besides German and laying a foundation for the sensation story of her
+own life
+
+It was a pleasant winter and a long one for she did not leave Mrs
+Kirke till June  Everyone seemed sorry when the time came  The
+children were inconsolable and Mr Bhaers hair stuck straight up all
+over his head for he always rumpled it wildly when disturbed in mind
+
+Going home  Ah you are happy that you haf a home to go in he said
+when she told him and sat silently pulling his beard in the corner
+while she held a little levee on that last evening
+
+She was going early so she bade them all goodbye overnight and when
+his turn came she said warmly Now Sir you wont forget to come and
+see us if you ever travel our way will you Ill never forgive you if
+you do for I want them all to know my friend
+
+Do you  Shall I come he asked looking down at her with an eager
+expression which she did not see
+
+Yes come next month  Laurie graduates then and youd enjoy
+commencement as something new
+
+That is your best friend of whom you speak he said in an altered
+tone
+
+Yes my boy Teddy  Im very proud of him and should like you to see
+him
+
+Jo looked up then quite unconscious of anything but her own pleasure
+in the prospect of showing them to one another Something in Mr
+Bhaers face suddenly recalled the fact that she might find Laurie more
+than a best friend and simply because she particularly wished not to
+look as if anything was the matter she involuntarily began to blush
+and the more she tried not to the redder she grew  If it had not been
+for Tina on her knee  She didnt know what would have become of her
+Fortunately the child was moved to hug her so she managed to hide her
+face an instant hoping the Professor did not see it But he did and
+his own changed again from that momentary anxiety to its usual
+expression as he said cordially
+
+I fear I shall not make the time for that but I wish the friend much
+success and you all happiness  Gott bless you  And with that he
+shook hands warmly shouldered Tina and went away
+
+But after the boys were abed he sat long before his fire with the
+tired look on his face and the heimweh or homesickness lying heavy
+at his heart  Once when he remembered Jo as she sat with the little
+child in her lap and that new softness in her face he leaned his head
+on his hands a minute and then roamed about the room as if in search
+of something that he could not find
+
+It is not for me I must not hope it now he said to himself with a
+sigh that was almost a groan  Then as if reproaching himself for the
+longing that he could not repress he went and kissed the two tousled
+heads upon the pillow took down his seldom used meerschaum and opened
+his Plato
+
+He did his best and did it manfully but I dont think he found that a
+pair of rampant boys a pipe or even the divine Plato were very
+satisfactory substitutes for wife and child at home
+
+Early as it was he was at the station next morning to see Jo off and
+thanks to him she began her solitary journey with the pleasant memory
+of a familiar face smiling its farewell a bunch of violets to keep her
+company and best of all the happy thought Well the winters gone
+and Ive written no books earned no fortune but Ive made a friend
+worth having and Ill try to keep him all my life
+
+
+
+CHAPTER THIRTY FIVE
+
+HEARTACHE
+
+Whatever his motive might have been Laurie studied to some purpose
+that year for he graduated with honor and gave the Latin oration with
+the grace of a Phillips and the eloquence of a Demosthenes so his
+friends said  They were all there his grandfather oh so proud Mr
+and Mrs March John and Meg Jo and Beth and all exulted over him
+with the sincere admiration which boys make light of at the time but
+fail to win from the world by any after triumphs
+
+Ive got to stay for this confounded supper but I shall be home early
+tomorrow  Youll come and meet me as usual girls Laurie said as he
+put the sisters into the carriage after the joys of the day were over
+He said girls but he meant Jo for she was the only one who kept up
+the old custom She had not the heart to refuse her splendid
+successful boy anything and answered warmly
+
+Ill come Teddy rain or shine and march before you playing Hail
+the conquering hero comes on a jews harp
+
+Laurie thanked her with a look that made her think in a sudden panic
+Oh deary me  I know hell say something and then what shall I do
+
+Evening meditation and morning work somewhat allayed her fears and
+having decided that she wouldnt be vain enough to think people were
+going to propose when she had given them every reason to know what her
+answer would be she set forth at the appointed time hoping Teddy
+wouldnt do anything to make her hurt his poor feelings  A call at
+Megs and a refreshing sniff and sip at the Daisy and Demijohn still
+further fortified her for the tete a tete but when she saw a stalwart
+figure looming in the distance she had a strong desire to turn about
+and run away
+
+Wheres the jews harp Jo cried Laurie as soon as he was within
+speaking distance
+
+I forgot it And Jo took heart again for that salutation could not
+be called lover like
+
+She always used to take his arm on these occasions now she did not
+and he made no complaint which was a bad sign but talked on rapidly
+about all sorts of faraway subjects till they turned from the road
+into the little path that led homeward through the grove  Then he
+walked more slowly suddenly lost his fine flow of language and now
+and then a dreadful pause occurred  To rescue the conversation from
+one of the wells of silence into which it kept falling Jo said
+hastily Now you must have a good long holiday
+
+I intend to
+
+Something in his resolute tone made Jo look up quickly to find him
+looking down at her with an expression that assured her the dreaded
+moment had come and made her put out her hand with an imploring No
+Teddy  Please dont
+
+I will and you must hear me  Its no use Jo weve got to have it
+out and the sooner the better for both of us he answered getting
+flushed and excited all at once
+
+Say what you like then  Ill listen said Jo with a desperate sort
+of patience
+
+Laurie was a young lover but he was in earnest and meant to have it
+out if he died in the attempt so he plunged into the subject with
+characteristic impetuousity saying in a voice that would get choky now
+and then in spite of manful efforts to keep it steady
+
+Ive loved you ever since Ive known you Jo couldnt help it youve
+been so good to me  Ive tried to show it but you wouldnt let me
+Now Im going to make you hear and give me an answer for I cant go
+on so any longer
+
+I wanted to save you this  I thought youd understand began Jo
+finding it a great deal harder than she expected
+
+I know you did but the girls are so queer you never know what they
+mean  They say no when they mean yes and drive a man out of his wits
+just for the fun of it returned Laurie entrenching himself behind an
+undeniable fact
+
+I dont  I never wanted to make you care for me so and I went away
+to keep you from it if I could
+
+I thought so  It was like you but it was no use  I only loved you
+all the more and I worked hard to please you and I gave up billiards
+and everything you didnt like and waited and never complained for I
+hoped youd love me though Im not half good enough Here there was
+a choke that couldnt be controlled so he decapitated buttercups while
+he cleared his confounded throat
+
+You you are youre a great deal too good for me and Im so grateful
+to you and so proud and fond of you I dont know why I cant love you
+as you want me to  Ive tried but I cant change the feeling and it
+would be a lie to say I do when I dont
+
+Really truly Jo
+
+He stopped short and caught both her hands as he put his question with
+a look that she did not soon forget
+
+Really truly dear
+
+They were in the grove now close by the stile and when the last words
+fell reluctantly from Jos lips Laurie dropped her hands and turned as
+if to go on but for once in his life the fence was too much for him
+So he just laid his head down on the mossy post and stood so still
+that Jo was frightened
+
+Oh Teddy Im sorry so desperately sorry I could kill myself if it
+would do any good  I wish you wouldnt take it so hard I cant help
+it  You know its impossible for people to make themselves love other
+people if they dont cried Jo inelegantly but remorsefully as she
+softly patted his shoulder remembering the time when he had comforted
+her so long ago
+
+They do sometimes said a muffled voice from the post I dont
+believe its the right sort of love and Id rather not try it was
+the decided answer
+
+There was a long pause while a blackbird sung blithely on the willow
+by the river and the tall grass rustled in the wind Presently Jo said
+very soberly as she sat down on the step of the stile Laurie I want
+to tell you something
+
+He started as if he had been shot threw up his head and cried out in
+a fierce tone Dont tell me that Jo I cant bear it now
+
+Tell what she asked wondering at his violence
+
+That you love that old man
+
+What old man demanded Jo thinking he must mean his grandfather
+
+That devilish Professor you were always writing about If you say you
+love him I know I shall do something desperate and he looked as if
+he would keep his word as he clenched his hands with a wrathful spark
+in his eyes
+
+Jo wanted to laugh but restrained herself and said warmly for she
+too was getting excited with all this Dont swear Teddy  He isnt
+old nor anything bad but good and kind and the best friend Ive got
+next to you  Pray dont fly into a passion  I want to be kind but I
+know I shall get angry if you abuse my Professor  I havent the least
+idea of loving him or anybody else
+
+But you will after a while and then what will become of me
+
+Youll love someone else too like a sensible boy and forget all this
+trouble
+
+I cant love anyone else and Ill never forget you Jo Never
+Never with a stamp to emphasize his passionate words
+
+What shall I do with him sighed Jo finding that emotions were more
+unmanagable than she expected  You havent heard what I wanted to
+tell you  Sit down and listen for indeed I want to do right and make
+you happy she said hoping to soothe him with a little reason which
+proved that she knew nothing about love
+
+Seeing a ray of hope in that last speech Laurie threw himself down on
+the grass at her feet leaned his arm on the lower step of the stile
+and looked up at her with an expectant face Now that arrangement was
+not conducive to calm speech or clear thought on Jos part for how
+could she say hard things to her boy while he watched her with eyes
+full of love and longing and lashes still wet with the bitter drop or
+two her hardness of heart had wrung from him  She gently turned his
+head away saying as she stroked the wavy hair which had been allowed
+to grow for her sake how touching that was to be sure I agree with
+Mother that you and I are not suited to each other because our quick
+tempers and strong wills would probably make us very miserable if we
+were so foolish as to Jo paused a little over the last word but
+Laurie uttered it with a rapturous expression
+
+Marry no we shouldnt  If you loved me Jo I should be a perfect
+saint for you could make me anything you like
+
+No I cant  Ive tried and failed and I wont risk our happiness by
+such a serious experiment  We dont agree and we never shall so well
+be good friends all our lives but we wont go and do anything rash
+
+Yes we will if we get the chance muttered Laurie rebelliously
+
+Now do be reasonable and take a sensible view of the case implored
+Jo almost at her wits end
+
+I wont be reasonable  I dont want to take what you call a sensible
+view  It wont help me and it only makes it harder  I dont believe
+youve got any heart
+
+I wish I hadnt
+
+There was a little quiver in Jos voice and thinking it a good omen
+Laurie turned round bringing all his persuasive powers to bear as he
+said in the wheedlesome tone that had never been so dangerously
+wheedlesome before Dont disappoint us dear  Everyone expects it
+Grandpa has set his heart upon it your people like it and I cant get
+on without you  Say you will and lets be happy  Do do
+
+Not until months afterward did Jo understand how she had the strength
+of mind to hold fast to the resolution she had made when she decided
+that she did not love her boy and never could  It was very hard to
+do but she did it knowing that delay was both useless and cruel
+
+I cant say yes truly so I wont say it at all  Youll see that
+Im right by and by and thank me for it she began solemnly
+
+Ill be hanged if I do and Laurie bounced up off the grass burning
+with indignation at the very idea
+
+Yes you will persisted Jo  Youll get over this after a while
+and find some lovely accomplished girl who will adore you and make a
+fine mistress for your fine house  I shouldnt Im homely and awkward
+and odd and old and youd be ashamed of me and we should quarrel we
+cant help it even now you see and I shouldnt like elegant society
+and you would and youd hate my scribbling and I couldnt get on
+without it and we should be unhappy and wish we hadnt done it and
+everything would be horrid
+
+Anything more asked Laurie finding it hard to listen patiently to
+this prophetic burst
+
+Nothing more except that I dont believe I shall ever marry  Im
+happy as I am and love my liberty too well to be in a hurry to give it
+up for any mortal man
+
+I know better broke in Laurie  You think so now but therell come
+a time when you will care for somebody and youll love him
+tremendously and live and die for him  I know you will its your
+way and I shall have to stand by and see it and the despairing lover
+cast his hat upon the ground with a gesture that would have seemed
+comical if his face had not been so tragic
+
+Yes I will live and die for him if he ever comes and makes me love
+him in spite of myself and you must do the best you can cried Jo
+losing patience with poor Teddy  Ive done my best but you wont be
+reasonable and its selfish of you to keep teasing for what I cant
+give  I shall always be fond of you very fond indeed as a friend
+but Ill never marry you and the sooner you believe it the better for
+both of us so now
+
+That speech was like gunpowder  Laurie looked at her a minute as if he
+did not quite know what to do with himself then turned sharply away
+saying in a desperate sort of tone Youll be sorry some day Jo
+
+Oh where are you going she cried for his face frightened her
+
+To the devil was the consoling answer
+
+For a minute Jos heart stood still as he swung himself down the bank
+toward the river but it takes much folly sin or misery to send a
+young man to a violent death and Laurie was not one of the weak sort
+who are conquered by a single failure  He had no thought of a
+melodramatic plunge but some blind instinct led him to fling hat and
+coat into his boat and row away with all his might making better time
+up the river than he had done in any race  Jo drew a long breath and
+unclasped her hands as she watched the poor fellow trying to outstrip
+the trouble which he carried in his heart
+
+That will do him good and hell come home in such a tender penitent
+state of mind that I shant dare to see him she said adding as she
+went slowly home feeling as if she had murdered some innocent thing
+and buried it under the leaves  Now I must go and prepare Mr
+Laurence to be very kind to my poor boy  I wish hed love Beth
+perhaps he may in time but I begin to think I was mistaken about her
+Oh dear  How can girls like to have lovers and refuse them  I think
+its dreadful
+
+Being sure that no one could do it so well as herself she went
+straight to Mr Laurence told the hard story bravely through and then
+broke down crying so dismally over her own insensibility that the kind
+old gentleman though sorely disappointed did not utter a reproach
+He found it difficult to understand how any girl could help loving
+Laurie and hoped she would change her mind but he knew even better
+than Jo that love cannot be forced so he shook his head sadly and
+resolved to carry his boy out of harms way for Young Impetuositys
+parting words to Jo disturbed him more than he would confess
+
+When Laurie came home dead tired but quite composed his grandfather
+met him as if he knew nothing and kept up the delusion very
+successfully for an hour or two  But when they sat together in the
+twilight the time they used to enjoy so much it was hard work for the
+old man to ramble on as usual and harder still for the young one to
+listen to praises of the last years success which to him now seemed
+like loves labor lost  He bore it as long as he could then went to
+his piano and began to play  The windows were open and Jo walking
+in the garden with Beth for once understood music better than her
+sister for he played the Sonata Pathetique and played it as he
+never did before
+
+Thats very fine I dare say but its sad enough to make one cry
+Give us something gayer lad said Mr Laurence whose kind old heart
+was full of sympathy which he longed to show but knew not how
+
+Laurie dashed into a livelier strain played stormily for several
+minutes and would have got through bravely if in a momentary lull
+Mrs Marchs voice had not been heard calling Jo dear come in  I
+want you
+
+Just what Laurie longed to say with a different meaning As he
+listened he lost his place the music ended with a broken chord and
+the musician sat silent in the dark
+
+I cant stand this muttered the old gentleman  Up he got groped
+his way to the piano laid a kind hand on either of the broad
+shoulders and said as gently as a woman I know my boy I know
+
+No answer for an instant then Laurie asked sharply Who told you
+
+Jo herself
+
+Then theres an end of it  And he shook off his grandfathers hands
+with an impatient motion for though grateful for the sympathy his
+mans pride could not bear a mans pity
+
+Not quite  I want to say one thing and then there shall be an end of
+it returned Mr Laurence with unusual mildness You wont care to
+stay at home now perhaps
+
+I dont intend to run away from a girl  Jo cant prevent my seeing
+her and I shall stay and do it as long as I like interrupted Laurie
+in a defiant tone
+
+Not if you are the gentleman I think you  Im disappointed but the
+girl cant help it and the only thing left for you to do is to go away
+for a time  Where will you go
+
+Anywhere  I dont care what becomes of me and Laurie got up with a
+reckless laugh that grated on his grandfathers ear
+
+Take it like a man and dont do anything rash for Gods sake  Why
+not go abroad as you planned and forget it
+
+I cant
+
+But youve been wild to go and I promised you should when you got
+through college
+
+Ah but I didnt mean to go alone and Laurie walked fast through the
+room with an expression which it was well his grandfather did not see
+
+I dont ask you to go alone  Theres someone ready and glad to go
+with you anywhere in the world
+
+Who Sir stopping to listen
+
+Myself
+
+Laurie came back as quickly as he went and put out his hand saying
+huskily Im a selfish brute but you know Grandfather 
+
+Lord help me yes I do know for Ive been through it all before
+once in my own young days and then with your father Now my dear boy
+just sit quietly down and hear my plan  Its all settled and can be
+carried out at once said Mr Laurence keeping hold of the young man
+as if fearful that he would break away as his father had done before
+him
+
+Well sir what is it and Laurie sat down without a sign of
+interest in face or voice
+
+There is business in London that needs looking after  I meant you
+should attend to it but I can do it better myself and things here
+will get on very well with Brooke to manage them  My partners do
+almost everything Im merely holding on until you take my place and
+can be off at any time
+
+But you hate traveling Sir  I cant ask it of you at your age
+began Laurie who was grateful for the sacrifice but much preferred to
+go alone if he went at all
+
+The old gentleman knew that perfectly well and particularly desired to
+prevent it for the mood in which he found his grandson assured him
+that it would not be wise to leave him to his own devices  So
+stifling a natural regret at the thought of the home comforts he would
+leave behind him he said stoutly Bless your soul Im not
+superannuated yet  I quite enjoy the idea  It will do me good and my
+old bones wont suffer for traveling nowadays is almost as easy as
+sitting in a chair
+
+A restless movement from Laurie suggested that his chair was not easy
+or that he did not like the plan and made the old man add hastily I
+dont mean to be a marplot or a burden I go because I think youd feel
+happier than if I was left behind  I dont intend to gad about with
+you but leave you free to go where you like while I amuse myself in
+my own way  Ive friends in London and Paris and should like to visit
+them  Meantime you can go to Italy Germany Switzerland where you
+will and enjoy pictures music scenery and adventures to your
+hearts content
+
+Now Laurie felt just then that his heart was entirely broken and the
+world a howling wilderness but at the sound of certain words which the
+old gentleman artfully introduced into his closing sentence the broken
+heart gave an unexpected leap and a green oasis or two suddenly
+appeared in the howling wilderness  He sighed and then said in a
+spiritless tone Just as you like Sir  It doesnt matter where I go
+or what I do
+
+It does to me remember that my lad  I give you entire liberty but
+I trust you to make an honest use of it  Promise me that Laurie
+
+Anything you like Sir
+
+Good thought the old gentleman  You dont care now but therell
+come a time when that promise will keep you out of mischief or Im
+much mistaken
+
+Being an energetic individual Mr Laurence struck while the iron was
+hot and before the blighted being recovered spirit enough to rebel
+they were off  During the time necessary for preparation Laurie bore
+himself as young gentleman usually do in such cases  He was moody
+irritable and pensive by turns lost his appetite neglected his dress
+and devoted much time to playing tempestuously on his piano avoided
+Jo but consoled himself by staring at her from his window with a
+tragic face that haunted her dreams by night and oppressed her with a
+heavy sense of guilt by day  Unlike some sufferers he never spoke of
+his unrequited passion and would allow no one not even Mrs March to
+attempt consolation or offer sympathy  On some accounts this was a
+relief to his friends but the weeks before his departure were very
+uncomfortable and everyone rejoiced that the poor dear fellow was
+going away to forget his trouble and come home happy  Of course he
+smiled darkly at their delusion but passed it by with the sad
+superiority of one who knew that his fidelity like his love was
+unalterable
+
+When the parting came he affected high spirits to conceal certain
+inconvenient emotions which seemed inclined to assert themselves  This
+gaiety did not impose upon anybody but they tried to look as if it did
+for his sake and he got on very well till Mrs March kissed him with
+a whisper full of motherly solicitude  Then feeling that he was going
+very fast he hastily embraced them all round not forgetting the
+afflicted Hannah and ran downstairs as if for his life  Jo followed a
+minute after to wave her hand to him if he looked round  He did look
+round came back put his arms about her as she stood on the step above
+him and looked up at her with a face that made his short appeal
+eloquent and pathetic
+
+Oh Jo cant you
+
+Teddy dear I wish I could
+
+That was all except a little pause  Then Laurie straightened himself
+up said Its all right never mind and went away without another
+word  Ah but it wasnt all right and Jo did mind for while the
+curly head lay on her arm a minute after her hard answer she felt as
+if she had stabbed her dearest friend and when he left her without a
+look behind him she knew that the boy Laurie never would come again
+
+
+
+CHAPTER THIRTY SIX
+
+BETHS SECRET
+
+When Jo came home that spring she had been struck with the change in
+Beth  No one spoke of it or seemed aware of it for it had come too
+gradually to startle those who saw her daily but to eyes sharpened by
+absence it was very plain and a heavy weight fell on Jos heart as she
+saw her sisters face It was no paler and but littler thinner than in
+the autumn yet there was a strange transparent look about it as if
+the mortal was being slowly refined away and the immortal shining
+through the frail flesh with an indescribably pathetic beauty  Jo saw
+and felt it but said nothing at the time and soon the first
+impression lost much of its power for Beth seemed happy no one
+appeared to doubt that she was better and presently in other cares Jo
+for a time forgot her fear
+
+But when Laurie was gone and peace prevailed again the vague anxiety
+returned and haunted her  She had confessed her sins and been
+forgiven but when she showed her savings and proposed a mountain trip
+Beth had thanked her heartily but begged not to go so far away from
+home  Another little visit to the seashore would suit her better and
+as Grandma could not be prevailed upon to leave the babies Jo took
+Beth down to the quiet place where she could live much in the open
+air and let the fresh sea breezes blow a little color into her pale
+cheeks
+
+It was not a fashionable place but even among the pleasant people
+there the girls made few friends preferring to live for one another
+Beth was too shy to enjoy society and Jo too wrapped up in her to care
+for anyone else  So they were all in all to each other and came and
+went quite unconscious of the interest they excited in those about
+them who watched with sympathetic eyes the strong sister and the
+feeble one always together as if they felt instinctively that a long
+separation was not far away
+
+They did feel it yet neither spoke of it for often between ourselves
+and those nearest and dearest to us there exists a reserve which it is
+very hard to overcome  Jo felt as if a veil had fallen between her
+heart and Beths but when she put out her hand to lift it up there
+seemed something sacred in the silence and she waited for Beth to
+speak  She wondered and was thankful also that her parents did not
+seem to see what she saw and during the quiet weeks when the shadows
+grew so plain to her she said nothing of it to those at home
+believing that it would tell itself when Beth came back no better She
+wondered still more if her sister really guessed the hard truth and
+what thoughts were passing through her mind during the long hours when
+she lay on the warm rocks with her head in Jos lap while the winds
+blew healthfully over her and the sea made music at her feet
+
+One day Beth told her  Jo thought she was asleep she lay so still
+and putting down her book sat looking at her with wistful eyes trying
+to see signs of hope in the faint color on Beths cheeks  But she
+could not find enough to satisfy her for the cheeks were very thin
+and the hands seemed too feeble to hold even the rosy little shells
+they had been collecting It came to her then more bitterly than ever
+that Beth was slowly drifting away from her and her arms instinctively
+tightened their hold upon the dearest treasure she possessed For a
+minute her eyes were too dim for seeing and when they cleared Beth
+was looking up at her so tenderly that there was hardly any need for
+her to say Jo dear Im glad you know it  Ive tried to tell you
+but I couldnt
+
+There was no answer except her sisters cheek against her own not even
+tears for when most deeply moved Jo did not cry  She was the weaker
+then and Beth tried to comfort and sustain her with her arms about
+her and the soothing words she whispered in her ear
+
+Ive known it for a good while dear and now Im used to it it isnt
+hard to think of or to bear  Try to see it so and dont be troubled
+about me because its best indeed it is
+
+Is this what made you so unhappy in the autumn Beth You did not feel
+it then and keep it to yourself so long did you asked Jo refusing
+to see or say that it was best but glad to know that Laurie had no
+part in Beths trouble
+
+Yes I gave up hoping then but I didnt like to own it I tried to
+think it was a sick fancy and would not let it trouble anyone  But
+when I saw you all so well and strong and full of happy plans it was
+hard to feel that I could never be like you and then I was miserable
+Jo
+
+Oh Beth and you didnt tell me didnt let me comfort and help you
+How could you shut me out bear it all alone
+
+Jos voice was full of tender reproach and her heart ached to think of
+the solitary struggle that must have gone on while Beth learned to say
+goodbye to health love and life and take up her cross so cheerfully
+
+Perhaps it was wrong but I tried to do right  I wasnt sure no one
+said anything and I hoped I was mistaken  It would have been selfish
+to frighten you all when Marmee was so anxious about Meg and Amy away
+and you so happy with Laurie at least I thought so then
+
+And I thought you loved him Beth and I went away because I
+couldnt cried Jo glad to say all the truth
+
+Beth looked so amazed at the idea that Jo smiled in spite of her pain
+and added softly Then you didnt dearie I was afraid it was so and
+imagined your poor little heart full of lovelornity all that while
+
+Why Jo how could I when he was so fond of you asked Beth as
+innocently as a child  I do love him dearly  He is so good to me
+how can I help It  But he could never be anything to me but my
+brother  I hope he truly will be sometime
+
+Not through me said Jo decidedly  Amy is left for him and they
+would suit excellently but I have no heart for such things now  I
+dont care what becomes of anybody but you Beth You must get well
+
+I want to oh so much  I try but every day I lose a little and
+feel more sure that I shall never gain it back  Its like the tide
+Jo when it turns it goes slowly but it cant be stopped
+
+It shall be stopped your tide must not turn so soon nineteen is too
+young Beth  I cant let you go  Ill work and pray and fight against
+it  Ill keep you in spite of everything  There must be ways it
+cant be too late  God wont be so cruel as to take you from me
+cried poor Jo rebelliously for her spirit was far less piously
+submissive than Beths
+
+Simple sincere people seldom speak much of their piety  It shows
+itself in acts rather than in words and has more influence than
+homilies or protestations  Beth could not reason upon or explain the
+faith that gave her courage and patience to give up life and
+cheerfully wait for death  Like a confiding child she asked no
+questions but left everything to God and nature Father and Mother of
+us all feeling sure that they and they only could teach and
+strengthen heart and spirit for this life and the life to come  She
+did not rebuke Jo with saintly speeches only loved her better for her
+passionate affection and clung more closely to the dear human love
+from which our Father never means us to be weaned but through which He
+draws us closer to Himself  She could not say Im glad to go for
+life was very sweet for her  She could only sob out I try to be
+willing while she held fast to Jo as the first bitter wave of this
+great sorrow broke over them together
+
+By and by Beth said with recovered serenity Youll tell them this
+when we go home
+
+I think they will see it without words sighed Jo for now it seemed
+to her that Beth changed every day
+
+Perhaps not  Ive heard that the people who love best are often
+blindest to such things  If they dont see it you will tell them for
+me  I dont want any secrets and its kinder to prepare them  Meg
+has John and the babies to comfort her but you must stand by Father
+and Mother wont you Jo
+
+If I can  But Beth I dont give up yet  Im going to believe that
+it is a sick fancy and not let you think its true said Jo trying
+to speak cheerfully
+
+Beth lay a minute thinking and then said in her quiet way I dont
+know how to express myself and shouldnt try to anyone but you
+because I cant speak out except to my Jo  I only mean to say that I
+have a feeling that it never was intended I should live long  Im not
+like the rest of you  I never made any plans about what Id do when I
+grew up  I never thought of being married as you all did  I couldnt
+seem to imagine myself anything but stupid little Beth trotting about
+at home of no use anywhere but there  I never wanted to go away and
+the hard part now is the leaving you all  Im not afraid but it seems
+as if I should be homesick for you even in heaven
+
+Jo could not speak and for several minutes there was no sound but the
+sigh of the wind and the lapping of the tide  A white winged gull flew
+by with the flash of sunshine on its silvery breast  Beth watched it
+till it vanished and her eyes were full of sadness  A little
+gray coated sand bird came tripping over the beach peeping softly to
+itself as if enjoying the sun and sea  It came quite close to Beth
+and looked at her with a friendly eye and sat upon a warm stone
+dressing its wet feathers quite at home  Beth smiled and felt
+comforted for the tiny thing seemed to offer its small friendship and
+remind her that a pleasant world was still to be enjoyed
+
+Dear little bird  See Jo how tame it is  I like peeps better than
+the gulls  They are not so wild and handsome but they seem happy
+confiding little things  I used to call them my birds last summer and
+Mother said they reminded her of me busy quaker colored creatures
+always near the shore and always chirping that contented little song
+of theirs  You are the gull Jo strong and wild fond of the storm
+and the wind flying far out to sea and happy all alone  Meg is the
+turtledove and Amy is like the lark she writes about trying to get up
+among the clouds but always dropping down into its nest again  Dear
+little girl  Shes so ambitious but her heart is good and tender and
+no matter how high she flies she never will forget home  I hope I
+shall see her again but she seems so far away
+
+She is coming in the spring and I mean that you shall be all ready to
+see and enjoy her  Im going to have you well and rosy by that time
+began Jo feeling that of all the changes in Beth the talking change
+was the greatest for it seemed to cost no effort now and she thought
+aloud in a way quite unlike bashful Beth
+
+Jo dear dont hope any more  It wont do any good  Im sure of
+that  We wont be miserable but enjoy being together while we wait
+Well have happy times for I dont suffer much and I think the tide
+will go out easily if you help me
+
+Jo leaned down to kiss the tranquil face and with that silent kiss
+she dedicated herself soul and body to Beth
+
+She was right  There was no need of any words when they got home for
+Father and Mother saw plainly now what they had prayed to be saved from
+seeing  Tired with her short journey Beth went at once to bed saying
+how glad she was to be home and when Jo went down she found that she
+would be spared the hard task of telling Beths secret  Her father
+stood leaning his head on the mantelpiece and did not turn as she came
+in but her mother stretched out her arms as if for help and Jo went
+to comfort her without a word
+
+
+
+CHAPTER THIRTY SEVEN
+
+NEW IMPRESSIONS
+
+At three oclock in the afternoon all the fashionable world at Nice
+may be seen on the Promenade des Anglais a charming place for the
+wide walk bordered with palms flowers and tropical shrubs is
+bounded on one side by the sea on the other by the grand drive lined
+with hotels and villas while beyond lie orange orchards and the hills
+Many nations are represented many languages spoken many costumes
+worn and on a sunny day the spectacle is as gay and brilliant as a
+carnival  Haughty English lively French sober Germans handsome
+Spaniards ugly Russians meek Jews free and easy Americans all
+drive sit or saunter here chatting over the news and criticizing
+the latest celebrity who has arrived Ristori or Dickens Victor
+Emmanuel or the Queen of the Sandwich Islands  The equipages are as
+varied as the company and attract as much attention especially the low
+basket barouches in which ladies drive themselves with a pair of
+dashing ponies gay nets to keep their voluminous flounces from
+overflowing the diminutive vehicles and little grooms on the perch
+behind
+
+Along this walk on Christmas Day a tall young man walked slowly with
+his hands behind him and a somewhat absent expression of countenance
+He looked like an Italian was dressed like an Englishman and had the
+independent air of an American a combination which caused sundry pairs
+of feminine eyes to look approvingly after him and sundry dandies in
+black velvet suits with rose colored neckties buff gloves and orange
+flowers in their buttonholes to shrug their shoulders and then envy
+him his inches There were plenty of pretty faces to admire but the
+young man took little notice of them except to glance now and then at
+some blonde girl in blue  Presently he strolled out of the promenade
+and stood a moment at the crossing as if undecided whether to go and
+listen to the band in the Jardin Publique or to wander along the beach
+toward Castle Hill  The quick trot of ponies feet made him look up
+as one of the little carriages containing a single young lady came
+rapidly down the street  The lady was young blonde and dressed in
+blue  He stared a minute then his whole face woke up and waving his
+hat like a boy he hurried forward to meet her
+
+Oh Laurie is it really you  I thought youd never come cried Amy
+dropping the reins and holding out both hands to the great
+scandalization of a French mamma who hastened her daughters steps
+lest she should be demoralized by beholding the free manners of these
+mad English
+
+I was detained by the way but I promised to spend Christmas with you
+and here I am
+
+How is your grandfather  When did you come  Where are you staying
+
+Very well last night at the Chauvain  I called at your hotel but
+you were out
+
+I have so much to say I dont know where to begin  Get in and we can
+talk at our ease  I was going for a drive and longing for company
+Flos saving up for tonight
+
+What happens then a ball
+
+A Christmas party at our hotel  There are many Americans there and
+they give it in honor of the day  Youll go with us of course  Aunt
+will be charmed
+
+Thank you  Where now asked Laurie leaning back and folding his
+arms a proceeding which suited Amy who preferred to drive for her
+parasol whip and blue reins over the white ponies backs afforded her
+infinite satisfaction
+
+Im going to the bankers first for letters and then to Castle Hill
+The view is so lovely and I like to feed the peacocks Have you ever
+been there
+
+Often years ago but I dont mind having a look at it
+
+Now tell me all about yourself  The last I heard of you your
+grandfather wrote that he expected you from Berlin
+
+Yes I spent a month there and then joined him in Paris where he has
+settled for the winter  He has friends there and finds plenty to amuse
+him so I go and come and we get on capitally
+
+Thats a sociable arrangement said Amy missing something in
+Lauries manner though she couldnt tell what
+
+Why you see he hates to travel and I hate to keep still so we each
+suit ourselves and there is no trouble  I am often with him and he
+enjoys my adventures while I like to feel that someone is glad to see
+me when I get back from my wanderings  Dirty old hole isnt it he
+added with a look of disgust as they drove along the boulevard to the
+Place Napoleon in the old city
+
+The dirt is picturesque so I dont mind  The river and the hills are
+delicious and these glimpses of the narrow cross streets are my
+delight  Now we shall have to wait for that procession to pass  Its
+going to the Church of St  John
+
+While Laurie listlessly watched the procession of priests under their
+canopies white veiled nuns bearing lighted tapers and some
+brotherhood in blue chanting as they walked Amy watched him and felt
+a new sort of shyness steal over her for he was changed and she could
+not find the merry faced boy she left in the moody looking man beside
+her  He was handsomer than ever and greatly improved she thought but
+now that the flush of pleasure at meeting her was over he looked tired
+and spiritless not sick nor exactly unhappy but older and graver
+than a year or two of prosperous life should have made him  She
+couldnt understand it and did not venture to ask questions so she
+shook her head and touched up her ponies as the procession wound away
+across the arches of the Paglioni bridge and vanished in the church
+
+Que pensez vous she said airing her French which had improved in
+quantity if not in quality since she came abroad
+
+That mademoiselle has made good use of her time and the result is
+charming replied Laurie bowing with his hand on his heart and an
+admiring look
+
+She blushed with pleasure but somehow the compliment did not satisfy
+her like the blunt praises he used to give her at home when he
+promenaded round her on festival occasions and told her she was
+altogether jolly with a hearty smile and an approving pat on the
+head  She didnt like the new tone for though not blase it sounded
+indifferent in spite of the look
+
+If thats the way hes going to grow up I wish hed stay a boy she
+thought with a curious sense of disappointment and discomfort trying
+meantime to seem quite easy and gay
+
+At Avigdors she found the precious home letters and giving the reins
+to Laurie read them luxuriously as they wound up the shady road
+between green hedges where tea roses bloomed as freshly as in June
+
+Beth is very poorly Mother says  I often think I ought to go home
+but they all say stay  So I do for I shall never have another
+chance like this said Amy looking sober over one page
+
+I think you are right there  You could do nothing at home and it is
+a great comfort to them to know that you are well and happy and
+enjoying so much my dear
+
+He drew a little nearer and looked more like his old self as he said
+that and the fear that sometimes weighed on Amys heart was lightened
+for the look the act the brotherly my dear seemed to assure her
+that if any trouble did come she would not be alone in a strange land
+Presently she laughed and showed him a small sketch of Jo in her
+scribbling suit with the bow rampantly erect upon her cap and issuing
+from her mouth the words Genius burns
+
+Laurie smiled took it put it in his vest pocket to keep it from
+blowing away and listened with interest to the lively letter Amy read
+him
+
+This will be a regularly merry Christmas to me with presents in the
+morning you and letters in the afternoon and a party at night said
+Amy as they alighted among the ruins of the old fort and a flock of
+splendid peacocks came trooping about them tamely waiting to be fed
+While Amy stood laughing on the bank above him as she scattered crumbs
+to the brilliant birds Laurie looked at her as she had looked at him
+with a natural curiosity to see what changes time and absence had
+wrought  He found nothing to perplex or disappoint much to admire and
+approve for overlooking a few little affectations of speech and
+manner she was as sprightly and graceful as ever with the addition of
+that indescribable something in dress and bearing which we call
+elegance  Always mature for her age she had gained a certain aplomb
+in both carriage and conversation which made her seem more of a woman
+of the world than she was but her old petulance now and then showed
+itself her strong will still held its own and her native frankness
+was unspoiled by foreign polish
+
+Laurie did not read all this while he watched her feed the peacocks
+but he saw enough to satisfy and interest him and carried away a
+pretty little picture of a bright faced girl standing in the sunshine
+which brought out the soft hue of her dress the fresh color of her
+cheeks the golden gloss of her hair and made her a prominent figure
+in the pleasant scene
+
+As they came up onto the stone plateau that crowns the hill Amy waved
+her hand as if welcoming him to her favorite haunt and said pointing
+here and there Do you remember the Cathedral and the Corso the
+fishermen dragging their nets in the bay and the lovely road to Villa
+Franca Schuberts Tower just below and best of all that speck far
+out to sea which they say is Corsica
+
+I remember  Its not much changed he answered without enthusiasm
+
+What Jo would give for a sight of that famous speck said Amy
+feeling in good spirits and anxious to see him so also
+
+Yes was all he said but he turned and strained his eyes to see the
+island which a greater usurper than even Napoleon now made interesting
+in his sight
+
+Take a good look at it for her sake and then come and tell me what
+you have been doing with yourself all this while said Amy seating
+herself ready for a good talk
+
+But she did not get it for though he joined her and answered all her
+questions freely she could only learn that he had roved about the
+Continent and been to Greece  So after idling away an hour they drove
+home again and having paid his respects to Mrs Carrol Laurie left
+them promising to return in the evening
+
+It must be recorded of Amy that she deliberately prinked that night
+Time and absence had done its work on both the young people She had
+seen her old friend in a new light not as our boy but as a handsome
+and agreeable man and she was conscious of a very natural desire to
+find favor in his sight  Amy knew her good points and made the most
+of them with the taste and skill which is a fortune to a poor and
+pretty woman
+
+Tarlatan and tulle were cheap at Nice so she enveloped herself in them
+on such occasions and following the sensible English fashion of simple
+dress for young girls got up charming little toilettes with fresh
+flowers a few trinkets and all manner of dainty devices which were
+both inexpensive and effective  It must be confessed that the artist
+sometimes got possession of the woman and indulged in antique
+coiffures statuesque attitudes and classic draperies But dear
+heart we all have our little weaknesses and find it easy to pardon
+such in the young who satisfy our eyes with their comeliness and keep
+our hearts merry with their artless vanities
+
+I do want him to think I look well and tell them so at home said
+Amy to herself as she put on Flos old white silk ball dress and
+covered it with a cloud of fresh illusion out of which her white
+shoulders and golden head emerged with a most artistic effect Her hair
+she had the sense to let alone after gathering up the thick waves and
+curls into a Hebe like knot at the back of her head
+
+Its not the fashion but its becoming and I cant afford to make a
+fright of myself she used to say when advised to frizzle puff or
+braid as the latest style commanded
+
+Having no ornaments fine enough for this important occasion Amy looped
+her fleecy skirts with rosy clusters of azalea and framed the white
+shoulders in delicate green vines  Remembering the painted boots she
+surveyed her white satin slippers with girlish satisfaction and
+chasseed down the room admiring her aristocratic feet all by herself
+
+My new fan just matches my flowers my gloves fit to a charm and the
+real lace on Aunts mouchoir gives an air to my whole dress If I only
+had a classical nose and mouth I should be perfectly happy she said
+surveying herself with a critical eye and a candle in each hand
+
+In spite of this affliction she looked unusually gay and graceful as
+she glided away  She seldom ran it did not suit her style she
+thought for being tall the stately and Junoesque was more appropriate
+than the sportive or piquante  She walked up and down the long saloon
+while waiting for Laurie and once arranged herself under the
+chandelier which had a good effect upon her hair then she thought
+better of it and went away to the other end of the room as if ashamed
+of the girlish desire to have the first view a propitious one  It so
+happened that she could not have done a better thing for Laurie came
+in so quietly she did not hear him and as she stood at the distant
+window with her head half turned and one hand gathering up her dress
+the slender white figure against the red curtains was as effective as
+a well placed statue
+
+Good evening Diana said Laurie with the look of satisfaction she
+liked to see in his eyes when they rested on her
+
+Good evening Apollo she answered smiling back at him for he too
+looked unusually debonair and the thought of entering the ballroom on
+the arm of such a personable man caused Amy to pity the four plain
+Misses Davis from the bottom of her heart
+
+Here are your flowers  I arranged them myself remembering that you
+didnt like what Hannah calls a sot bookay said Laurie handing her
+a delicate nosegay in a holder that she had long coveted as she daily
+passed it in Cardiglias window
+
+How kind you are she exclaimed gratefully  If Id known you were
+coming Id have had something ready for you today though not as pretty
+as this Im afraid
+
+Thank you  It isnt what it should be but you have improved it he
+added as she snapped the silver bracelet on her wrist
+
+Please dont
+
+I thought you liked that sort of thing
+
+Not from you it doesnt sound natural and I like your old bluntness
+better
+
+Im glad of it he answered with a look of relief then buttoned her
+gloves for her and asked if his tie was straight just as he used to
+do when they went to parties together at home
+
+The company assembled in the long salle a manger that evening was
+such as one sees nowhere but on the Continent  The hospitable
+Americans had invited every acquaintance they had in Nice and having
+no prejudice against titles secured a few to add luster to their
+Christmas ball
+
+A Russian prince condescended to sit in a corner for an hour and talk
+with a massive lady dressed like Hamlets mother in black velvet with
+a pearl bridle under her chin  A Polish count aged eighteen devoted
+himself to the ladies who pronounced him a fascinating dear and a
+German Serene Something having come to supper alone roamed vaguely
+about seeking what he might devour  Baron Rothschilds private
+secretary a large nosed Jew in tight boots affably beamed upon the
+world as if his masters name crowned him with a golden halo  A stout
+Frenchman who knew the Emperor came to indulge his mania for dancing
+and Lady de Jones a British matron adorned the scene with her little
+family of eight  Of course there were many light footed
+shrill voiced American girls handsome lifeless looking English ditto
+and a few plain but piquante French demoiselles likewise the usual set
+of traveling young gentlemen who disported themselves gaily while
+mammas of all nations lined the walls and smiled upon them benignly
+when they danced with their daughters
+
+Any young girl can imagine Amys state of mind when she took the
+stage that night leaning on Lauries arm  She knew she looked well
+she loved to dance she felt that her foot was on her native heath in a
+ballroom and enjoyed the delightful sense of power which comes when
+young girls first discover the new and lovely kingdom they are born to
+rule by virtue of beauty youth and womanhood  She did pity the Davis
+girls who were awkward plain and destitute of escort except a grim
+papa and three grimmer maiden aunts and she bowed to them in her
+friendliest manner as she passed which was good of her as it
+permitted them to see her dress and burn with curiosity to know who
+her distinguished looking friend might be  With the first burst of the
+band Amys color rose her eyes began to sparkle and her feet to tap
+the floor impatiently for she danced well and wanted Laurie to know
+it  Therefore the shock she received can better be imagined than
+described when he said in a perfectly tranquil tone Do you care to
+dance
+
+One usually does at a ball
+
+Her amazed look and quick answer caused Laurie to repair his error as
+fast as possible
+
+I meant the first dance  May I have the honor
+
+I can give you one if I put off the Count  He dances divinely but he
+will excuse me as you are an old friend said Amy hoping that the
+name would have a good effect and show Laurie that she was not to be
+trifled with
+
+Nice little boy but rather a short Pole to support
+
+    A daughter of the gods
+    Devinely tall and most divinely fair
+
+was all the satisfaction she got however
+
+The set in which they found themselves was composed of English and Amy
+was compelled to walk decorously through a cotillion feeling all the
+while as if she could dance the tarantella with relish  Laurie
+resigned her to the nice little boy and went to do his duty to Flo
+without securing Amy for the joys to come which reprehensible want of
+forethought was properly punished for she immediately engaged herself
+till supper meaning to relent if he then gave any signs penitence She
+showed him her ball book with demure satisfaction when he strolled
+instead of rushed up to claim her for the next a glorious polka
+redowa  But his polite regrets didnt impose upon her and when she
+galloped away with the Count she saw Laurie sit down by her aunt with
+an actual expression of relief
+
+That was unpardonable and Amy took no more notice of him for a long
+while except a word now and then when she came to her chaperon between
+the dances for a necessary pin or a moments rest  Her anger had a
+good effect however for she hid it under a smiling face and seemed
+unusually blithe and brilliant  Lauries eyes followed her with
+pleasure for she neither romped nor sauntered but danced with spirit
+and grace making the delightsome pastime what it should be  He very
+naturally fell to studying her from this new point of view and before
+the evening was half over had decided that little Amy was going to
+make a very charming woman
+
+It was a lively scene for soon the spirit of the social season took
+possession of everyone and Christmas merriment made all faces shine
+hearts happy and heels light  The musicians fiddled tooted and
+banged as if they enjoyed it everybody danced who could and those who
+couldnt admired their neighbors with uncommon warmth  The air was
+dark with Davises and many Joneses gamboled like a flock of young
+giraffes  The golden secretary darted through the room like a meteor
+with a dashing French woman who carpeted the floor with her pink satin
+train  The serene Teuton found the supper table and was happy eating
+steadily through the bill of fare and dismayed the garcons by the
+ravages he committed  But the Emperors friend covered himself with
+glory for he danced everything whether he knew it or not and
+introduced impromptu pirouettes when the figures bewildered him  The
+boyish abandon of that stout man was charming to behold for though he
+carried weight he danced like an India rubber ball  He ran he
+flew he pranced his face glowed his bald head shown his coattails
+waved wildly his pumps actually twinkled in the air and when the
+music stopped he wiped the drops from his brow and beamed upon his
+fellow men like a French Pickwick without glasses
+
+Amy and her Pole distinguished themselves by equal enthusiasm but more
+graceful agility and Laurie found himself involuntarily keeping time
+to the rhythmic rise and fall of the white slippers as they flew by as
+indefatigably as if winged When little Vladimir finally relinquished
+her with assurances that he was desolated to leave so early she was
+ready to rest and see how her recreant knight had borne his punishment
+
+It had been successful for at three and twenty blighted affections
+find a balm in friendly society and young nerves will thrill young
+blood dance and healthy young spirits rise when subjected to the
+enchantment of beauty light music and motion  Laurie had a waked up
+look as he rose to give her his seat and when he hurried away to bring
+her some supper she said to herself with a satisfied smile Ah I
+thought that would do him good
+
+You look like Balzacs Femme Peinte Par Elle Meme he said as he
+fanned her with one hand and held her coffee cup in the other
+
+My rouge wont come off and Amy rubbed her brilliant cheek and
+showed him her white glove with a sober simplicity that made him laugh
+outright
+
+What do you call this stuff he asked touching a fold of her dress
+that had blown over his knee
+
+Illusion
+
+Good name for it  Its very pretty new thing isnt it
+
+Its as old as the hills  You have seen it on dozens of girls and
+you never found out that it was pretty till now stupide
+
+I never saw it on you before which accounts for the mistake you see
+
+None of that it is forbidden  Id rather take coffee than
+compliments just now  No dont lounge it makes me nervous
+
+Laurie sat bold upright and meekly took her empty plate feeling an odd
+sort of pleasure in having little Amy order him about for she had
+lost her shyness now and felt an irrestible desire to trample on him
+as girls have a delightful way of doing when lords of creation show any
+signs of subjection
+
+Where did you learn all this sort of thing he asked with a quizzical
+look
+
+As this sort of thing is rather a vague expression would you kindly
+explain returned Amy knowing perfectly well what he meant but
+wickedly leaving him to describe what is indescribable
+
+Well the general air the style the self possession
+the the illusion you know laughed Laurie breaking down and
+helping himself out of his quandary with the new word
+
+Amy was gratified but of course didnt show it and demurely answered
+Foreign life polishes one in spite of ones self  I study as well as
+play and as for this with a little gesture toward her dress why
+tulle is cheap posies to be had for nothing and I am used to making
+the most of my poor little things
+
+Amy rather regretted that last sentence fearing it wasnt in good
+taste but Laurie liked her better for it and found himself both
+admiring and respecting the brave patience that made the most of
+opportunity and the cheerful spirit that covered poverty with flowers
+Amy did not know why he looked at her so kindly nor why he filled up
+her book with his own name and devoted himself to her for the rest of
+the evening in the most delightful manner but the impulse that wrought
+this agreeable change was the result of one of the new impressions
+which both of them were unconsciously giving and receiving
+
+
+
+CHAPTER THIRTY EIGHT
+
+ON THE SHELF
+
+In France the young girls have a dull time of it till they are married
+when Vive la liberte becomes their motto  In America as everyone
+knows girls early sign the declaration of independence and enjoy
+their freedom with republican zest but the young matrons usually
+abdicate with the first heir to the throne and go into a seclusion
+almost as close as a French nunnery though by no means as quiet
+Whether they like it or not they are virtually put upon the shelf as
+soon as the wedding excitement is over and most of them might exclaim
+as did a very pretty woman the other day Im as handsome as ever but
+no one takes any notice of me because Im married
+
+Not being a belle or even a fashionable lady Meg did not experience
+this affliction till her babies were a year old for in her little
+world primitive customs prevailed and she found herself more admired
+and beloved than ever
+
+As she was a womanly little woman the maternal instinct was very
+strong and she was entirely absorbed in her children to the utter
+exclusion of everything and everybody else  Day and night she brooded
+over them with tireless devotion and anxiety leaving John to the
+tender mercies of the help for an Irish lady now presided over the
+kitchen department  Being a domestic man John decidedly missed the
+wifely attentions he had been accustomed to receive but as he adored
+his babies he cheerfully relinquished his comfort for a time
+supposing with masculine ignorance that peace would soon be restored
+But three months passed and there was no return of repose  Meg looked
+worn and nervous the babies absorbed every minute of her time the
+house was neglected and Kitty the cook who took life aisy kept
+him on short commons  When he went out in the morning he was
+bewildered by small commissions for the captive mamma if he came gaily
+in at night eager to embrace his family he was quenched by a Hush
+They are just asleep after worrying all day  If he proposed a little
+amusement at home No it would disturb the babies  If he hinted at
+a lecture or a concert he was answered with a reproachful look and a
+decided Leave my children for pleasure never  His sleep was broken
+by infant wails and visions of a phantom figure pacing noiselessly to
+and fro in the watches of the night  His meals were interrupted by the
+frequent flight of the presiding genius who deserted him half helped
+if a muffled chirp sounded from the nest above  And when he read his
+paper of an evening Demis colic got into the shipping list and
+Daisys fall affected the price of stocks for Mrs Brooke was only
+interested in domestic news
+
+The poor man was very uncomfortable for the children had bereft him of
+his wife home was merely a nursery and the perpetual hushing made
+him feel like a brutal intruder whenever he entered the sacred
+precincts of Babyland  He bore it very patiently for six months and
+when no signs of amendment appeared he did what other paternal exiles
+do tried to get a little comfort elsewhere  Scott had married and
+gone to housekeeping not far off and John fell into the way of running
+over for an hour or two of an evening when his own parlor was empty
+and his own wife singing lullabies that seemed to have no end  Mrs
+Scott was a lively pretty girl with nothing to do but be agreeable
+and she performed her mission most successfully  The parlor was always
+bright and attractive the chessboard ready the piano in tune plenty
+of gay gossip and a nice little supper set forth in tempting style
+
+John would have preferred his own fireside if it had not been so
+lonely but as it was he gratefully took the next best thing and
+enjoyed his neighbors society
+
+Meg rather approved of the new arrangement at first and found it a
+relief to know that John was having a good time instead of dozing in
+the parlor or tramping about the house and waking the children  But
+by and by when the teething worry was over and the idols went to sleep
+at proper hours leaving Mamma time to rest she began to miss John
+and find her workbasket dull company when he was not sitting opposite
+in his old dressing gown comfortably scorching his slippers on the
+fender  She would not ask him to stay at home but felt injured
+because he did not know that she wanted him without being told
+entirely forgetting the many evenings he had waited for her in vain
+She was nervous and worn out with watching and worry and in that
+unreasonable frame of mind which the best of mothers occasionally
+experience when domestic cares oppress them  Want of exercise robs
+them of cheerfulness and too much devotion to that idol of American
+women the teapot makes them feel as if they were all nerve and no
+muscle
+
+Yes she would say looking in the glass Im getting old and ugly
+John doesnt find me interesting any longer so he leaves his faded
+wife and goes to see his pretty neighbor who has no incumbrances
+Well the babies love me they dont care if I am thin and pale and
+havent time to crimp my hair they are my comfort and some day John
+will see what Ive gladly sacrificed for them wont he my precious
+
+To which pathetic appeal Daisy would answer with a coo or Demi with a
+crow and Meg would put by her lamentations for a maternal revel which
+soothed her solitude for the time being But the pain increased as
+politics absorbed John who was always running over to discuss
+interesting points with Scott quite unconscious that Meg missed him
+Not a word did she say however till her mother found her in tears one
+day and insisted on knowing what the matter was for Megs drooping
+spirits had not escaped her observation
+
+I wouldnt tell anyone except you Mother but I really do need
+advice for if John goes on much longer I might as well be widowed
+replied Mrs Brooke drying her tears on Daisys bib with an injured
+air
+
+Goes on how my dear asked her mother anxiously
+
+Hes away all day and at night when I want to see him he is
+continually going over to the Scotts  It isnt fair that I should
+have the hardest work and never any amusement Men are very selfish
+even the best of them
+
+So are women  Dont blame John till you see where you are wrong
+yourself
+
+But it cant be right for him to neglect me
+
+Dont you neglect him
+
+Why Mother I thought youd take my part
+
+So I do as far as sympathizing goes but I think the fault is yours
+Meg
+
+I dont see how
+
+Let me show you  Did John ever neglect you as you call it while you
+made it a point to give him your society of an evening his only
+leisure time
+
+No but I cant do it now with two babies to tend
+
+I think you could dear and I think you ought  May I speak quite
+freely and will you remember that its Mother who blames as well as
+Mother who sympathizes
+
+Indeed I will  Speak to me as if I were little Meg again I often
+feel as if I needed teaching more than ever since these babies look to
+me for everything
+
+Meg drew her low chair beside her mothers and with a little
+interruption in either lap the two women rocked and talked lovingly
+together feeling that the tie of motherhood made them more one than
+ever
+
+You have only made the mistake that most young wives make forgotten
+your duty to your husband in your love for your children A very
+natural and forgivable mistake Meg but one that had better be
+remedied before you take to different ways for children should draw
+you nearer than ever not separate you as if they were all yours and
+John had nothing to do but support them  Ive seen it for some weeks
+but have not spoken feeling sure it would come right in time
+
+Im afraid it wont  If I ask him to stay hell think Im jealous
+and I wouldnt insult him by such an idea  He doesnt see that I want
+him and I dont know how to tell him without words
+
+Make it so pleasant he wont want to go away  My dear hes longing
+for his little home but it isnt home without you and you are always
+in the nursery
+
+Oughtnt I to be there
+
+Not all the time too much confinement makes you nervous and then you
+are unfitted for everything  Besides you owe something to John as
+well as to the babies  Dont neglect husband for children dont shut
+him out of the nursery but teach him how to help in it  His place is
+there as well as yours and the children need him  Let him feel that
+he has a part to do and he will do it gladly and faithfully and it
+will be better for you all
+
+You really think so Mother
+
+I know it Meg for Ive tried it and I seldom give advice unless
+Ive proved its practicability  When you and Jo were little I went on
+just as you are feeling as if I didnt do my duty unless I devoted
+myself wholly to you  Poor Father took to his books after I had
+refused all offers of help and left me to try my experiment alone  I
+struggled along as well as I could but Jo was too much for me  I
+nearly spoiled her by indulgence  You were poorly and I worried about
+you till I fell sick myself  Then Father came to the rescue quietly
+managed everything and made himself so helpful that I saw my mistake
+and never have been able to get on without him since  That is the
+secret of our home happiness  He does not let business wean him from
+the little cares and duties that affect us all and I try not to let
+domestic worries destroy my interest in his pursuits  Each do our part
+alone in many things but at home we work together always
+
+It is so Mother and my great wish is to be to my husband and
+children what you have been to yours  Show me how Ill do anything
+you say
+
+You always were my docile daughter  Well dear if I were you Id
+let John have more to do with the management of Demi for the boy needs
+training and its none too soon to begin Then Id do what I have
+often proposed let Hannah come and help you  She is a capital nurse
+and you may trust the precious babies to her while you do more
+housework  You need the exercise Hannah would enjoy the rest and
+John would find his wife again Go out more keep cheerful as well as
+busy for you are the sunshine maker of the family and if you get
+dismal there is no fair weather  Then Id try to take an interest in
+whatever John likes talk with him let him read to you exchange
+ideas and help each other in that way  Dont shut yourself up in a
+bandbox because you are a woman but understand what is going on and
+educate yourself to take your part in the worlds work for it all
+affects you and yours
+
+John is so sensible Im afraid he will think Im stupid if I ask
+questions about politics and things
+
+I dont believe he would  Love covers a multitude of sins and of
+whom could you ask more freely than of him  Try it and see if he
+doesnt find your society far more agreeable than Mrs Scotts suppers
+
+I will  Poor John  Im afraid I have neglected him sadly but I
+thought I was right and he never said anything
+
+He tried not to be selfish but he has felt rather forlorn I fancy
+This is just the time Meg when young married people are apt to grow
+apart and the very time when they ought to be most together for the
+first tenderness soon wears off unless care is taken to preserve it
+And no time is so beautiful and precious to parents as the first years
+of the little lives given to them to train  Dont let John be a
+stranger to the babies for they will do more to keep him safe and
+happy in this world of trial and temptation than anything else and
+through them you will learn to know and love one another as you should
+Now dear good by  Think over Mothers preachment act upon it if it
+seems good and God bless you all
+
+Meg did think it over found it good and acted upon it though the
+first attempt was not made exactly as she planned to have it  Of
+course the children tyrannized over her and ruled the house as soon as
+they found out that kicking and squalling brought them whatever they
+wanted  Mamma was an abject slave to their caprices but Papa was not
+so easily subjugated and occasionally afflicted his tender spouse by
+an attempt at paternal discipline with his obstreperous son For Demi
+inherited a trifle of his sires firmness of character we wont call
+it obstinacy and when he made up his little mind to have or to do
+anything all the kings horses and all the kings men could not change
+that pertinacious little mind  Mamma thought the dear too young to be
+taught to conquer his prejudices but Papa believed that it never was
+too soon to learn obedience  So Master Demi early discovered that when
+he undertook to wrastle with Parpar he always got the worst of it
+yet like the Englishman baby respected the man who conquered him and
+loved the father whose grave No no was more impressive than all
+Mammas love pats
+
+A few days after the talk with her mother Meg resolved to try a social
+evening with John so she ordered a nice supper set the parlor in
+order dressed herself prettily and put the children to bed early
+that nothing should interfere with her experiment  But unfortunately
+Demis most unconquerable prejudice was against going to bed and that
+night he decided to go on a rampage  So poor Meg sang and rocked told
+stories and tried every sleep prevoking wile she could devise but all
+in vain the big eyes wouldnt shut and long after Daisy had gone to
+byelow like the chubby little bunch of good nature she was naughty
+Demi lay staring at the light with the most discouragingly wide awake
+expression of countenance
+
+Will Demi lie still like a good boy while Mamma runs down and gives
+poor Papa his tea asked Meg as the hall door softly closed and the
+well known step went tip toeing into the dining room
+
+Me has tea said Demi preparing to join in the revel
+
+No but Ill save you some little cakies for breakfast if youll go
+bye bye like Daisy  Will you lovey
+
+Iss and Demi shut his eyes tight as if to catch sleep and hurry the
+desired day
+
+Taking advantage of the propitious moment Meg slipped away and ran
+down to greet her husband with a smiling face and the little blue bow
+in her hair which was his especial admiration  He saw it at once and
+said with pleased surprise Why little mother how gay we are
+tonight  Do you expect company
+
+Only you dear
+
+Is it a birthday anniversary or anything
+
+No Im tired of being dowdy so I dressed up as a change  You always
+make yourself nice for table no matter how tired you are so why
+shouldnt I when I have the time
+
+I do it out of respect for you my dear said old fashioned John
+
+Ditto ditto Mr Brooke laughed Meg looking young and pretty
+again as she nodded to him over the teapot
+
+Well its altogether delightful and like old times  This tastes
+right  I drink your health dear and John sipped his tea with an air
+of reposeful rapture which was of very short duration however for as
+he put down his cup the door handle rattled mysteriously and a little
+voice was heard saying impatiently
+
+Opy doy  Mes tummin
+
+Its that naughty boy  I told him to go to sleep alone and here he
+is downstairs getting his death a cold pattering over that canvas
+said Meg answering the call
+
+Mornin now announced Demi in joyful tone as he entered with his
+long nightgown gracefully festooned over his arm and every curl bobbing
+gayly as he pranced about the table eyeing the cakies with loving
+glances
+
+No it isnt morning yet  You must go to bed and not trouble poor
+Mamma  Then you can have the little cake with sugar on it
+
+Me loves Parpar said the artful one preparing to climb the paternal
+knee and revel in forbidden joys  But John shook his head and said to
+Meg
+
+If you told him to stay up there and go to sleep alone make him do
+it or he will never learn to mind you
+
+Yes of course  Come Demi  and Meg led her son away feeling a
+strong desire to spank the little marplot who hopped beside her
+laboring under the delusion that the bribe was to be administered as
+soon as they reached the nursery
+
+Nor was he disappointed for that shortsighted woman actually gave him
+a lump of sugar tucked him into his bed and forbade any more
+promenades till morning
+
+Iss said Demi the perjured blissfully sucking his sugar and
+regarding his first attempt as eminently successful
+
+Meg returned to her place and supper was progressing pleasantly when
+the little ghost walked again and exposed the maternal delinquencies
+by boldly demanding More sudar Marmar
+
+Now this wont do said John hardening his heart against the
+engaging little sinner  We shall never know any peace till that child
+learns to go to bed properly  You have made a slave of yourself long
+enough  Give him one lesson and then there will be an end of it  Put
+him in his bed and leave him Meg
+
+He wont stay there he never does unless I sit by him
+
+Ill manage him  Demi go upstairs and get into your bed as Mamma
+bids you
+
+Sant replied the young rebel helping himself to the coveted
+cakie and beginning to eat the same with calm audacity
+
+You must never say that to Papa  I shall carry you if you dont go
+yourself
+
+Go way me dont love Parpar and Demi retired to his mothers
+skirts for protection
+
+But even that refuge proved unavailing for he was delivered over to
+the enemy with a Be gentle with him John which struck the culprit
+with dismay for when Mamma deserted him then the judgment day was at
+hand  Bereft of his cake defrauded of his frolic and borne away by a
+strong hand to that detested bed poor Demi could not restrain his
+wrath but openly defied Papa and kicked and screamed lustily all the
+way upstairs  The minute he was put into bed on one side he rolled
+out on the other and made for the door only to be ignominiously
+caught up by the tail of his little toga and put back again which
+lively performance was kept up till the young mans strength gave out
+when he devoted himself to roaring at the top of his voice  This vocal
+exercise usually conquered Meg but John sat as unmoved as the post
+which is popularly believed to be deaf  No coaxing no sugar no
+lullaby no story even the light was put out and only the red glow of
+the fire enlivened the big dark which Demi regarded with curiosity
+rather than fear  This new order of things disgusted him and he
+howled dismally for Marmar as his angry passions subsided and
+recollections of his tender bondwoman returned to the captive autocrat
+The plaintive wail which succeeded the passionate roar went to Megs
+heart and she ran up to say beseechingly
+
+Let me stay with him hell be good now John
+
+No my dear  Ive told him he must go to sleep as you bid him and
+he must if I stay here all night
+
+But hell cry himself sick pleaded Meg reproaching herself for
+deserting her boy
+
+No he wont hes so tired he will soon drop off and then the matter
+is settled for he will understand that he has got to mind  Dont
+interfere Ill manage him
+
+Hes my child and I cant have his spirit broken by harshness
+
+Hes my child and I wont have his temper spoiled by indulgence  Go
+down my dear and leave the boy to me
+
+When John spoke in that masterful tone Meg always obeyed and never
+regretted her docility
+
+Please let me kiss him once John
+
+Certainly  Demi say good night to Mamma and let her go and rest
+for she is very tired with taking care of you all day
+
+Meg always insisted upon it that the kiss won the victory for after it
+was given Demi sobbed more quietly and lay quite still at the bottom
+of the bed whither he had wriggled in his anguish of mind
+
+Poor little man hes worn out with sleep and crying  Ill cover him
+up and then go and set Megs heart at rest thought John creeping to
+the bedside hoping to find his rebellious heir asleep
+
+But he wasnt for the moment his father peeped at him Demis eyes
+opened his little chin began to quiver and he put up his arms saying
+with a penitent hiccough Mes dood now
+
+Sitting on the stairs outside Meg wondered at the long silence which
+followed the uproar and after imagining all sorts of impossible
+accidents she slipped into the room to set her fears at rest  Demi
+lay fast asleep not in his usual spreadeagle attitude but in a
+subdued bunch cuddled close in the circle of his fathers arm and
+holding his fathers finger as if he felt that justice was tempered
+with mercy and had gone to sleep a sadder and wiser baby  So held
+John had waited with a womanly patience till the little hand relaxed
+its hold and while waiting had fallen asleep more tired by that
+tussle with his son than with his whole days work
+
+As Meg stood watching the two faces on the pillow she smiled to
+herself and then slipped away again saying in a satisfied tone I
+never need fear that John will be too harsh with my babies  He does
+know how to manage them and will be a great help for Demi is getting
+too much for me
+
+When John came down at last expecting to find a pensive or reproachful
+wife he was agreeably surprised to find Meg placidly trimming a
+bonnet and to be greeted with the request to read something about the
+election if he was not too tired  John saw in a minute that a
+revolution of some kind was going on but wisely asked no questions
+knowing that Meg was such a transparent little person she couldnt
+keep a secret to save her life and therefore the clue would soon
+appear  He read a long debate with the most amiable readiness and then
+explained it in his most lucid manner while Meg tried to look deeply
+interested to ask intelligent questions and keep her thoughts from
+wandering from the state of the nation to the state of her bonnet  In
+her secret soul however she decided that politics were as bad as
+mathematics and that the mission of politicians seemed to be calling
+each other names but she kept these feminine ideas to herself and
+when John paused shook her head and said with what she thought
+diplomatic ambiguity Well I really dont see what we are coming to
+
+John laughed and watched her for a minute as she poised a pretty
+little preparation of lace and flowers on her hand and regarded it
+with the genuine interest which his harangue had failed to waken
+
+She is trying to like politics for my sake so Ill try and like
+millinery for hers thats only fair thought John the Just adding
+aloud Thats very pretty  Is it what you call a breakfast cap
+
+My dear man its a bonnet   My very best go to concert and theater
+bonnet
+
+I beg your pardon it was so small I naturally mistook it for one of
+the flyaway things you sometimes wear How do you keep it on
+
+These bits of lace are fastened under the chin with a rosebud so
+and Meg illustrated by putting on the bonnet and regarding him with an
+air of calm satisfaction that was irresistible
+
+Its a love of a bonnet but I prefer the face inside for it looks
+young and happy again and John kissed the smiling face to the great
+detriment of the rosebud under the chin
+
+Im glad you like it for I want you to take me to one of the new
+concerts some night  I really need some music to put me in tune  Will
+you please
+
+Of course I will with all my heart or anywhere else you like  You
+have been shut up so long it will do you no end of good and I shall
+enjoy it of all things  What put it into your head little mother
+
+Well I had a talk with Marmee the other day and told her how nervous
+and cross and out of sorts I felt and she said I needed change and
+less care so Hannah is to help me with the children and Im to see to
+things about the house more and now and then have a little fun just
+to keep me from getting to be a fidgety broken down old woman before
+my time  Its only an experiment John and I want to try it for your
+sake as much as for mine because Ive neglected you shamefully lately
+and Im going to make home what it used to be if I can  You dont
+object I hope
+
+Never mind what John said or what a very narrow escape the little
+bonnet had from utter ruin  All that we have any business to know is
+that John did not appear to object judging from the changes which
+gradually took place in the house and its inmates  It was not all
+Paradise by any means but everyone was better for the division of
+labor system  The children throve under the paternal rule for
+accurate steadfast John brought order and obedience into Babydom while
+Meg recovered her spirits and composed her nerves by plenty of
+wholesome exercise a little pleasure and much confidential
+conversation with her sensible husband  Home grew homelike again and
+John had no wish to leave it unless he took Meg with him  The Scotts
+came to the Brookes now and everyone found the little house a
+cheerful place full of happiness content and family love  Even
+Sallie Moffatt liked to go there  It is always so quiet and pleasant
+here it does me good Meg she used to say looking about her with
+wistful eyes as if trying to discover the charm that she might use it
+in her great house full of splendid loneliness for there were no
+riotous sunny faced babies there and Ned lived in a world of his own
+where there was no place for her
+
+This household happiness did not come all at once but John and Meg had
+found the key to it and each year of married life taught them how to
+use it unlocking the treasuries of real home love and mutual
+helpfulness which the poorest may possess and the richest cannot buy
+This is the sort of shelf on which young wives and mothers may consent
+to be laid safe from the restless fret and fever of the world finding
+loyal lovers in the little sons and daughters who cling to them
+undaunted by sorrow poverty or age walking side by side through
+fair and stormy weather with a faithful friend who is in the true
+sense of the good old Saxon word the house band and learning as
+Meg learned that a womans happiest kingdom is home her highest honor
+the art of ruling it not as a queen but as a wise wife and mother
+
+
+
+CHAPTER THIRTY NINE
+
+LAZY LAURENCE
+
+Laurie went to Nice intending to stay a week and remained a month  He
+was tired of wandering about alone and Amys familiar presence seemed
+to give a homelike charm to the foreign scenes in which she bore a
+part  He rather missed the petting he used to receive and enjoyed a
+taste of it again for no attentions however flattering from
+strangers were half so pleasant as the sisterly adoration of the girls
+at home  Amy never would pet him like the others but she was very
+glad to see him now and quite clung to him feeling that he was the
+representative of the dear family for whom she longed more than she
+would confess  They naturally took comfort in each others society and
+were much together riding walking dancing or dawdling for at Nice
+no one can be very industrious during the gay season  But while
+apparently amusing themselves in the most careless fashion they were
+half consciously making discoveries and forming opinions about each
+other  Amy rose daily in the estimation of her friend but he sank in
+hers and each felt the truth before a word was spoken  Amy tried to
+please and succeeded for she was grateful for the many pleasures he
+gave her and repaid him with the little services to which womanly
+women know how to lend an indescribable charm  Laurie made no effort
+of any kind but just let himself drift along as comfortably as
+possible trying to forget and feeling that all women owed him a kind
+word because one had been cold to him  It cost him no effort to be
+generous and he would have given Amy all the trinkets in Nice if she
+would have taken them but at the same time he felt that he could not
+change the opinion she was forming of him and he rather dreaded the
+keen blue eyes that seemed to watch him with such half sorrowful
+half scornful surprise
+
+All the rest have gone to Monaco for the day  I preferred to stay at
+home and write letters  They are done now and I am going to Valrosa
+to sketch will you come said Amy as she joined Laurie one lovely
+day when he lounged in as usual about noon
+
+Well yes but isnt it rather warm for such a long walk he answered
+slowly for the shaded salon looked inviting after the glare without
+
+Im going to have the little carriage and Baptiste can drive so
+youll have nothing to do but hold your umbrella and keep your gloves
+nice returned Amy with a sarcastic glance at the immaculate kids
+which were a weak point with Laurie
+
+Then Ill go with pleasure and he put out his hand for her
+sketchbook  But she tucked it under her arm with a sharp
+
+Dont trouble yourself  Its no exertion to me but you dont look
+equal to it
+
+Laurie lifted his eyebrows and followed at a leisurely pace as she ran
+downstairs but when they got into the carriage he took the reins
+himself and left little Baptiste nothing to do but fold his arms and
+fall asleep on his perch
+
+The two never quarreled  Amy was too well bred and just now Laurie
+was too lazy so in a minute he peeped under her hatbrim with an
+inquiring air  She answered him with a smile and they went on
+together in the most amicable manner
+
+It was a lovely drive along winding roads rich in the picturesque
+scenes that delight beauty loving eyes  Here an ancient monastery
+whence the solemn chanting of the monks came down to them  There a
+bare legged shepherd in wooden shoes pointed hat and rough jacket
+over one shoulder sat piping on a stone while his goats skipped among
+the rocks or lay at his feet  Meek mouse colored donkeys laden with
+panniers of freshly cut grass passed by with a pretty girl in a
+capaline sitting between the green piles or an old woman spinning with
+a distaff as she went Brown soft eyed children ran out from the
+quaint stone hovels to offer nosegays or bunches of oranges still on
+the bough Gnarled olive trees covered the hills with their dusky
+foliage fruit hung golden in the orchard and great scarlet anemones
+fringed the roadside while beyond green slopes and craggy heights the
+Maritime Alps rose sharp and white against the blue Italian sky
+
+Valrosa well deserved its name for in that climate of perpetual summer
+roses blossomed everywhere  They overhung the archway thrust
+themselves between the bars of the great gate with a sweet welcome to
+passers by and lined the avenue winding through lemon trees and
+feathery palms up to the villa on the hill Every shadowy nook where
+seats invited one to stop and rest was a mass of bloom every cool
+grotto had its marble nymph smiling from a veil of flowers and every
+fountain reflected crimson white or pale pink roses leaning down to
+smile at their own beauty Roses covered the walls of the house draped
+the cornices climbed the pillars and ran riot over the balustrade of
+the wide terrace whence one looked down on the sunny Mediterranean
+and the white walled city on its shore
+
+This is a regular honeymoon paradise isnt it  Did you ever see such
+roses asked Amy pausing on the terrace to enjoy the view and a
+luxurious whiff of perfume that came wandering by
+
+No nor felt such thorns returned Laurie with his thumb in his
+mouth after a vain attempt to capture a solitary scarlet flower that
+grew just beyond his reach
+
+Try lower down and pick those that have no thorns said Amy
+gathering three of the tiny cream colored ones that starred the wall
+behind her  She put them in his buttonhole as a peace offering and he
+stood a minute looking down at them with a curious expression for in
+the Italian part of his nature there was a touch of superstition and
+he was just then in that state of half sweet half bitter melancholy
+when imaginative young men find significance in trifles and food for
+romance everywhere He had thought of Jo in reaching after the thorny
+red rose for vivid flowers became her and she had often worn ones
+like that from the greenhouse at home  The pale roses Amy gave him
+were the sort that the Italians lay in dead hands never in bridal
+wreaths and for a moment he wondered if the omen was for Jo or for
+himself but the next instant his American common sense got the better
+of sentimentality and he laughed a heartier laugh than Amy had heard
+since he came
+
+Its good advice youd better take it and save your fingers she
+said thinking her speech amused him
+
+Thank you I will he answered in jest and a few months later he did
+it in earnest
+
+Laurie when are you going to your grandfather she asked presently
+as she settled herself on a rustic seat
+
+Very soon
+
+You have said that a dozen times within the last three weeks
+
+I dare say short answers save trouble
+
+He expects you and you really ought to go
+
+Hospitable creature  I know it
+
+Then why dont you do it
+
+Natural depravity I suppose
+
+Natural indolence you mean  Its really dreadful and Amy looked
+severe
+
+Not so bad as it seems for I should only plague him if I went so I
+might as well stay and plague you a little longer you can bear it
+better in fact I think it agrees with you excellently and Laurie
+composed himself for a lounge on the broad ledge of the balustrade
+
+Amy shook her head and opened her sketchbook with an air of
+resignation but she had made up her mind to lecture that boy and in
+a minute she began again
+
+What are you doing just now
+
+Watching lizards
+
+No no  I mean what do you intend and wish to do
+
+Smoke a cigarette if youll allow me
+
+How provoking you are  I dont approve of cigars and I will only
+allow it on condition that you let me put you into my sketch  I need a
+figure
+
+With all the pleasure in life  How will you have me full length or
+three quarters on my head or my heels  I should respectfully suggest
+a recumbent posture then put yourself in also and call it Dolce far
+niente
+
+Stay as you are and go to sleep if you like  I intend to work hard
+said Amy in her most energetic tone
+
+What delightful enthusiasm and he leaned against a tall urn with an
+air of entire satisfaction
+
+What would Jo say if she saw you now asked Amy impatiently hoping
+to stir him up by the mention of her still more energetic sisters name
+
+As usual Go away Teddy  Im busy He laughed as he spoke but
+the laugh was not natural and a shade passed over his face for the
+utterance of the familiar name touched the wound that was not healed
+yet  Both tone and shadow struck Amy for she had seen and heard them
+before and now she looked up in time to catch a new expression on
+Lauries face a hard bitter look full of pain dissatisfaction and
+regret  It was gone before she could study it and the listless
+expression back again She watched him for a moment with artistic
+pleasure thinking how like an Italian he looked as he lay basking in
+the sun with uncovered head and eyes full of southern dreaminess for
+he seemed to have forgotten her and fallen into a reverie
+
+You look like the effigy of a young knight asleep on his tomb she
+said carefully tracing the well cut profile defined against the dark
+stone
+
+Wish I was
+
+Thats a foolish wish unless you have spoiled your life You are so
+changed I sometimes think  there Amy stopped with a half timid
+half wistful look more significant than her unfinished speech
+
+Laurie saw and understood the affectionate anxiety which she hesitated
+to express and looking straight into her eyes said just as he used
+to say it to her mother Its all right maam
+
+That satisfied her and set at rest the doubts that had begun to worry
+her lately  It also touched her and she showed that it did by the
+cordial tone in which she said
+
+Im glad of that  I didnt think youd been a very bad boy but I
+fancied you might have wasted money at that wicked Baden Baden lost
+your heart to some charming Frenchwoman with a husband or got into
+some of the scrapes that young men seem to consider a necessary part of
+a foreign tour  Dont stay out there in the sun come and lie on the
+grass here and let us be friendly as Jo used to say when we got in
+the sofa corner and told secrets
+
+Laurie obediently threw himself down on the turf and began to amuse
+himself by sticking daisies into the ribbons of Amys hat that lay
+there
+
+Im all ready for the secrets and he glanced up with a decided
+expression of interest in his eyes
+
+Ive none to tell  You may begin
+
+Havent one to bless myself with  I thought perhaps youd had some
+news from home
+
+You have heard all that has come lately  Dont you hear often  I
+fancied Jo would send you volumes
+
+Shes very busy  Im roving about so its impossible to be regular
+you know  When do you begin your great work of art Raphaella he
+asked changing the subject abruptly after another pause in which he
+had been wondering if Amy knew his secret and wanted to talk about it
+
+Never she answered with a despondent but decided air Rome took
+all the vanity out of me for after seeing the wonders there I felt
+too insignificant to live and gave up all my foolish hopes in despair
+
+Why should you with so much energy and talent
+
+Thats just why because talent isnt genius and no amount of energy
+can make it so  I want to be great or nothing I wont be a
+common place dauber so I dont intend to try any more
+
+And what are you going to do with yourself now if I may ask
+
+Polish up my other talents and be an ornament to society if I get
+the chance
+
+It was a characteristic speech and sounded daring but audacity
+becomes young people and Amys ambition had a good foundation  Laurie
+smiled but he liked the spirit with which she took up a new purpose
+when a long cherished one died and spent no time lamenting
+
+Good  And here is where Fred Vaughn comes in I fancy
+
+Amy preserved a discreet silence but there was a conscious look in her
+downcast face that made Laurie sit up and say gravely Now Im going
+to play brother and ask questions  May I
+
+I dont promise to answer
+
+Your face will if your tongue wont  You arent woman of the world
+enough yet to hide your feelings my dear  I heard rumors about Fred
+and you last year and its my private opinion that if he had not been
+called home so suddenly and detained so long something would have come
+of it hey
+
+Thats not for me to say was Amys grim reply but her lips would
+smile and there was a traitorous sparkle of the eye which betrayed
+that she knew her power and enjoyed the knowledge
+
+You are not engaged I hope and Laurie looked very elder brotherly
+and grave all of a sudden
+
+No
+
+But you will be if he comes back and goes properly down on his knees
+wont you
+
+Very likely
+
+Then you are fond of old Fred
+
+I could be if I tried
+
+But you dont intend to try till the proper moment Bless my soul
+what unearthly prudence  Hes a good fellow Amy but not the man I
+fancied youd like
+
+He is rich a gentleman and has delightful manners began Amy
+trying to be quite cool and dignified but feeling a little ashamed of
+herself in spite of the sincerity of her intentions
+
+I understand  Queens of society cant get on without money so you
+mean to make a good match and start in that way  Quite right and
+proper as the world goes but it sounds odd from the lips of one of
+your mothers girls
+
+True nevertheless
+
+A short speech but the quiet decision with which it was uttered
+contrasted curiously with the young speaker  Laurie felt this
+instinctively and laid himself down again with a sense of
+disappointment which he could not explain  His look and silence as
+well as a certain inward self disapproval ruffled Amy and made her
+resolve to deliver her lecture without delay
+
+I wish youd do me the favor to rouse yourself a little she said
+sharply
+
+Do it for me theres a dear girl
+
+I could if I tried and she looked as if she would like doing it in
+the most summary style
+
+Try then  I give you leave returned Laurie who enjoyed having
+someone to tease after his long abstinence from his favorite pastime
+
+Youd be angry in five minutes
+
+Im never angry with you  It takes two flints to make a fire You are
+as cool and soft as snow
+
+You dont know what I can do  Snow produces a glow and a tingle if
+applied rightly  Your indifference is half affectation and a good
+stirring up would prove it
+
+Stir away it wont hurt me and it may amuse you as the big man said
+when his little wife beat him  Regard me in the light of a husband or
+a carpet and beat till you are tired if that sort of exercise agrees
+with you
+
+Being decidedly nettled herself and longing to see him shake off the
+apathy that so altered him Amy sharpened both tongue and pencil and
+began
+
+Flo and I have got a new name for you  Its Lazy Laurence How do you
+like it
+
+She thought it would annoy him but he only folded his arms under his
+head with an imperturbable Thats not bad Thank you ladies
+
+Do you want to know what I honestly think of you
+
+Pining to be told
+
+Well I despise you
+
+If she had even said I hate you in a petulant or coquettish tone he
+would have laughed and rather liked it but the grave almost sad
+accent in her voice made him open his eyes and ask quickly
+
+Why if you please
+
+Because with every chance for being good useful and happy you are
+faulty lazy and miserable
+
+Strong language mademoiselle
+
+If you like it Ill go on
+
+Pray do its quite interesting
+
+I thought youd find it so  Selfish people always like to talk about
+themselves
+
+Am I selfish the question slipped out involuntarily and in a tone of
+surprise for the one virtue on which he prided himself was generosity
+
+Yes very selfish continued Amy in a calm cool voice twice as
+effective just then as an angry one  Ill show you how for Ive
+studied you while we were frolicking and Im not at all satisfied with
+you  Here you have been abroad nearly six months and done nothing but
+waste time and money and disappoint your friends
+
+Isnt a fellow to have any pleasure after a four year grind
+
+You dont look as if youd had much  At any rate you are none the
+better for it as far as I can see  I said when we first met that you
+had improved  Now I take it all back for I dont think you half so
+nice as when I left you at home  You have grown abominably lazy you
+like gossip and waste time on frivolous things you are contented to
+be petted and admired by silly people instead of being loved and
+respected by wise ones  With money talent position health and
+beauty ah you like that old Vanity  But its the truth so I cant
+help saying it with all these splendid things to use and enjoy you
+can find nothing to do but dawdle and instead of being the man you
+ought to be you are only  there she stopped with a look that had
+both pain and pity in it
+
+Saint Laurence on a gridiron added Laurie blandly finishing the
+sentence  But the lecture began to take effect for there was a
+wide awake sparkle in his eyes now and a half angry half injured
+expression replaced the former indifference
+
+I supposed youd take it so  You men tell us we are angels and say
+we can make you what we will but the instant we honestly try to do you
+good you laugh at us and wont listen which proves how much your
+flattery is worth Amy spoke bitterly and turned her back on the
+exasperating martyr at her feet
+
+In a minute a hand came down over the page so that she could not draw
+and Lauries voice said with a droll imitation of a penitent child I
+will be good oh I will be good
+
+But Amy did not laugh for she was in earnest and tapping on the
+outspread hand with her pencil said soberly Arent you ashamed of a
+hand like that  Its as soft and white as a womans and looks as if
+it never did anything but wear Jouvins best gloves and pick flowers
+for ladies  You are not a dandy thank Heaven so Im glad to see
+there are no diamonds or big seal rings on it only the little old one
+Jo gave you so long ago  Dear soul I wish she was here to help me
+
+So do I
+
+The hand vanished as suddenly as it came and there was energy enough
+in the echo of her wish to suit even Amy  She glanced down at him with
+a new thought in her mind but he was lying with his hat half over his
+face as if for shade and his mustache hid his mouth  She only saw
+his chest rise and fall with a long breath that might have been a
+sigh and the hand that wore the ring nestled down into the grass as
+if to hide something too precious or too tender to be spoken of All in
+a minute various hints and trifles assumed shape and significance in
+Amys mind and told her what her sister never had confided to her
+She remembered that Laurie never spoke voluntarily of Jo she recalled
+the shadow on his face just now the change in his character and the
+wearing of the little old ring which was no ornament to a handsome
+hand  Girls are quick to read such signs and feel their eloquence
+Amy had fancied that perhaps a love trouble was at the bottom of the
+alteration and now she was sure of it  Her keen eyes filled and when
+she spoke again it was in a voice that could be beautifully soft and
+kind when she chose to make it so
+
+I know I have no right to talk so to you Laurie and if you werent
+the sweetest tempered fellow in the world youd be very angry with me
+But we are all so fond and proud of you I couldnt bear to think they
+should be disappointed in you at home as I have been though perhaps
+they would understand the change better than I do
+
+I think they would came from under the hat in a grim tone quite as
+touching as a broken one
+
+They ought to have told me and not let me go blundering and scolding
+when I should have been more kind and patient than ever  I never did
+like that Miss Randal and now I hate her said artful Amy wishing to
+be sure of her facts this time
+
+Hang Miss Randal and Laurie knocked the hat off his face with a look
+that left no doubt of his sentiments toward that young lady
+
+I beg pardon I thought and there she paused diplomatically
+
+No you didnt you knew perfectly well I never cared for anyone but
+Jo Laurie said that in his old impetuous tone and turned his face
+away as he spoke
+
+I did think so but as they never said anything about it and you came
+away I supposed I was mistaken  And Jo wouldnt be kind to you  Why
+I was sure she loved you dearly
+
+She was kind but not in the right way and its lucky for her she
+didnt love me if Im the good for nothing fellow you think me  Its
+her fault though and you may tell her so
+
+The hard bitter look came back again as he said that and it troubled
+Amy for she did not know what balm to apply
+
+I was wrong I didnt know  Im very sorry I was so cross but I
+cant help wishing youd bear it better Teddy dear
+
+Dont thats her name for me and Laurie put up his hand with a
+quick gesture to stop the words spoken in Jos half kind
+half reproachful tone  Wait till youve tried it yourself he added
+in a low voice as he pulled up the grass by the handful
+
+Id take it manfully and be respected if I couldnt be loved said
+Amy with the decision of one who knew nothing about it
+
+Now Laurie flattered himself that he had borne it remarkably well
+making no moan asking no sympathy and taking his trouble away to live
+it down alone  Amys lecture put the matter in a new light and for
+the first time it did look weak and selfish to lose heart at the first
+failure and shut himself up in moody indifference  He felt as if
+suddenly shaken out of a pensive dream and found it impossible to go to
+sleep again  Presently he sat up and asked slowly Do you think Jo
+would despise me as you do
+
+Yes if she saw you now  She hates lazy people  Why dont you do
+something splendid and make her love you
+
+I did my best but it was no use
+
+Graduating well you mean  That was no more than you ought to have
+done for your grandfathers sake  It would have been shameful to fail
+after spending so much time and money when everyone knew that you
+could do well
+
+I did fail say what you will for Jo wouldnt love me began Laurie
+leaning his head on his hand in a despondent attitude
+
+No you didnt and youll say so in the end for it did you good and
+proved that you could do something if you tried If youd only set
+about another task of some sort youd soon be your hearty happy self
+again and forget your trouble
+
+Thats impossible
+
+Try it and see  You neednt shrug your shoulders and think Much
+she knows about such things  I dont pretend to be wise but I am
+observing and I see a great deal more than youd imagine  Im
+interested in other peoples experiences and inconsistencies and
+though I cant explain I remember and use them for my own benefit
+Love Jo all your days if you choose but dont let it spoil you for
+its wicked to throw away so many good gifts because you cant have the
+one you want  There I wont lecture any more for I know youll wake
+up and be a man in spite of that hardhearted girl
+
+Neither spoke for several minutes  Laurie sat turning the little ring
+on his finger and Amy put the last touches to the hasty sketch she had
+been working at while she talked Presently she put it on his knee
+merely saying How do you like that
+
+He looked and then he smiled as he could not well help doing for it
+was capitally done the long lazy figure on the grass with listless
+face half shut eyes and one hand holding a cigar from which came the
+little wreath of smoke that encircled the dreamers head
+
+How well you draw he said with a genuine surprise and pleasure at
+her skill adding with a half laugh Yes thats me
+
+As you are  This is as you were and Amy laid another sketch beside
+the one he held
+
+It was not nearly so well done but there was a life and spirit in it
+which atoned for many faults and it recalled the past so vividly that
+a sudden change swept over the young mans face as he looked  Only a
+rough sketch of Laurie taming a horse  Hat and coat were off and
+every line of the active figure resolute face and commanding attitude
+was full of energy and meaning  The handsome brute just subdued
+stood arching his neck under the tightly drawn rein with one foot
+impatiently pawing the ground and ears pricked up as if listening for
+the voice that had mastered him  In the ruffled mane the riders
+breezy hair and erect attitude there was a suggestion of suddenly
+arrested motion of strength courage and youthful buoyancy that
+contrasted sharply with the supine grace of the Dolce far Niente
+sketch  Laurie said nothing but as his eye went from one to the other
+Amy saw him flush up and fold his lips together as if he read and
+accepted the little lesson she had given him  That satisfied her and
+without waiting for him to speak she said in her sprightly way
+
+Dont you remember the day you played Rarey with Puck and we all
+looked on  Meg and Beth were frightened but Jo clapped and pranced
+and I sat on the fence and drew you  I found that sketch in my
+portfolio the other day touched it up and kept it to show you
+
+Much obliged  Youve improved immensely since then and I
+congratulate you  May I venture to suggest in a honeymoon paradise
+that five oclock is the dinner hour at your hotel
+
+Laurie rose as he spoke returned the pictures with a smile and a bow
+and looked at his watch as if to remind her that even moral lectures
+should have an end  He tried to resume his former easy indifferent
+air but it was an affectation now for the rousing had been more
+effacious than he would confess  Amy felt the shade of coldness in his
+manner and said to herself
+
+Now Ive offended him  Well if it does him good Im glad if it
+makes him hate me Im sorry but its true and I cant take back a
+word of it
+
+They laughed and chatted all the way home and little Baptiste up
+behind thought that monsieur and madamoiselle were in charming
+spirits  But both felt ill at ease  The friendly frankness was
+disturbed the sunshine had a shadow over it and despite their
+apparent gaiety there was a secret discontent in the heart of each
+
+Shall we see you this evening mon frere asked Amy as they parted
+at her aunts door
+
+Unfortunately I have an engagement  Au revoir madamoiselle and
+Laurie bent as if to kiss her hand in the foreign fashion which
+became him better than many men  Something in his face made Amy say
+quickly and warmly
+
+No be yourself with me Laurie and part in the good old way Id
+rather have a hearty English handshake than all the sentimental
+salutations in France
+
+Goodbye dear and with these words uttered in the tone she liked
+Laurie left her after a handshake almost painful in its heartiness
+
+Next morning instead of the usual call Amy received a note which made
+her smile at the beginning and sigh at the end
+
+My Dear Mentor Please make my adieux to your aunt and exult within
+yourself for Lazy Laurence has gone to his grandpa like the best of
+boys  A pleasant winter to you and may the gods grant you a blissful
+honeymoon at Valrosa  I think Fred would be benefited by a rouser
+Tell him so with my congratulations
+
+Yours gratefully Telemachus
+
+
+Good boy  Im glad hes gone said Amy with an approving smile The
+next minute her face fell as she glanced about the empty room adding
+with an involuntary sigh Yes I am glad but how I shall miss him
+
+
+
+CHAPTER FORTY
+
+THE VALLEY OF THE SHADOW
+
+When the first bitterness was over the family accepted the inevitable
+and tried to bear it cheerfully helping one another by the increased
+affection which comes to bind households tenderly together in times of
+trouble  They put away their grief and each did his or her part
+toward making that last year a happy one
+
+The pleasantest room in the house was set apart for Beth and in it was
+gathered everything that she most loved flowers pictures her piano
+the little worktable and the beloved pussies  Fathers best books
+found their way there Mothers easy chair Jos desk Amys finest
+sketches and every day Meg brought her babies on a loving pilgrimage
+to make sunshine for Aunty Beth  John quietly set apart a little sum
+that he might enjoy the pleasure of keeping the invalid supplied with
+the fruit she loved and longed for  Old Hannah never wearied of
+concocting dainty dishes to tempt a capricious appetite dropping tears
+as she worked and from across the sea came little gifts and cheerful
+letters seeming to bring breaths of warmth and fragrance from lands
+that know no winter
+
+Here cherished like a household saint in its shrine sat Beth
+tranquil and busy as ever for nothing could change the sweet
+unselfish nature and even while preparing to leave life she tried to
+make it happier for those who should remain behind  The feeble fingers
+were never idle and one of her pleasures was to make little things for
+the school children daily passing to and fro to drop a pair of mittens
+from her window for a pair of purple hands a needlebook for some small
+mother of many dolls penwipers for young penmen toiling through
+forests of pothooks scrapbooks for picture loving eyes and all manner
+of pleasant devices till the reluctant climbers of the ladder of
+learning found their way strewn with flowers as it were and came to
+regard the gentle giver as a sort of fairy godmother who sat above
+there and showered down gifts miraculously suited to their tastes and
+needs  If Beth had wanted any reward she found it in the bright
+little faces always turned up to her window with nods and smiles and
+the droll little letters which came to her full of blots and gratitude
+
+The first few months were very happy ones and Beth often used to look
+round and say How beautiful this is as they all sat together in her
+sunny room the babies kicking and crowing on the floor mother and
+sisters working near and father reading in his pleasant voice from
+the wise old books which seemed rich in good and comfortable words as
+applicable now as when written centuries ago a little chapel where a
+paternal priest taught his flock the hard lessons all must learn
+trying to show them that hope can comfort love and faith make
+resignation possible  Simple sermons that went straight to the souls
+of those who listened for the fathers heart was in the ministers
+religion and the frequent falter in the voice gave a double eloquence
+to the words he spoke or read
+
+It was well for all that this peaceful time was given them as
+preparation for the sad hours to come for by and by Beth said the
+needle was so heavy and put it down forever  Talking wearied her
+faces troubled her pain claimed her for its own and her tranquil
+spirit was sorrowfully perturbed by the ills that vexed her feeble
+flesh  Ah me Such heavy days such long long nights such aching
+hearts and imploring prayers when those who loved her best were forced
+to see the thin hands stretched out to them beseechingly to hear the
+bitter cry Help me help me and to feel that there was no help  A
+sad eclipse of the serene soul a sharp struggle of the young life with
+death but both were mercifully brief and then the natural rebellion
+over the old peace returned more beautiful than ever  With the wreck
+of her frail body Beths soul grew strong and though she said little
+those about her felt that she was ready saw that the first pilgrim
+called was likewise the fittest and waited with her on the shore
+trying to see the Shining Ones coming to receive her when she crossed
+the river
+
+Jo never left her for an hour since Beth had said I feel stronger when
+you are here  She slept on a couch in the room waking often to renew
+the fire to feed lift or wait upon the patient creature who seldom
+asked for anything and tried not to be a trouble  All day she
+haunted the room jealous of any other nurse and prouder of being
+chosen then than of any honor her life ever brought her  Precious and
+helpful hours to Jo for now her heart received the teaching that it
+needed  Lessons in patience were so sweetly taught her that she could
+not fail to learn them charity for all the lovely spirit that can
+forgive and truly forget unkindness the loyalty to duty that makes the
+hardest easy and the sincere faith that fears nothing but trusts
+undoubtingly
+
+Often when she woke Jo found Beth reading in her well worn little book
+heard her singing softly to beguile the sleepless night or saw her
+lean her face upon her hands while slow tears dropped through the
+transparent fingers and Jo would lie watching her with thoughts too
+deep for tears feeling that Beth in her simple unselfish way was
+trying to wean herself from the dear old life and fit herself for the
+life to come by sacred words of comfort quiet prayers and the music
+she loved so well
+
+Seeing this did more for Jo than the wisest sermons the saintliest
+hymns the most fervent prayers that any voice could utter  For with
+eyes made clear by many tears and a heart softened by the tenderest
+sorrow she recognized the beauty of her sisters life uneventful
+unambitious yet full of the genuine virtues which smell sweet and
+blossom in the dust the self forgetfulness that makes the humblest on
+earth remembered soonest in heaven the true success which is possible
+to all
+
+One night when Beth looked among the books upon her table to find
+something to make her forget the mortal weariness that was almost as
+hard to bear as pain as she turned the leaves of her old favorite
+Pilgrimss Progress she found a little paper scribbled over in Jos
+hand  The name caught her eye and the blurred look of the lines made
+her sure that tears had fallen on it
+
+Poor Jo  Shes fast asleep so I wont wake her to ask leave  She
+shows me all her things and I dont think shell mind if I look at
+this thought Beth with a glance at her sister who lay on the rug
+with the tongs beside her ready to wake up the minute the log fell
+apart
+
+    MY BETH
+
+    Sitting patient in the shadow
+    Till the blessed light shall come
+    A serene and saintly presence
+    Sanctifies our troubled home
+    Earthly joys and hopes and sorrows
+    Break like ripples on the strand
+    Of the deep and solemn river
+    Where her willing feet now stand
+
+    O my sister passing from me
+    Out of human care and strife
+    Leave me as a gift those virtues
+    Which have beautified your life
+    Dear bequeath me that great patience
+    Which has power to sustain
+    A cheerful uncomplaining spirit
+    In its prison house of pain
+
+    Give me for I need it sorely
+    Of that courage wise and sweet
+    Which has made the path of duty
+    Green beneath your willing feet
+    Give me that unselfish nature
+    That with charity divine
+    Can pardon wrong for loves dear sake 
+    Meek heart forgive me mine
+
+    Thus our parting daily loseth
+    Something of its bitter pain
+    And while learning this hard lesson
+    My great loss becomes my gain
+    For the touch of grief will render
+    My wild nature more serene
+    Give to life new aspirations
+    A new trust in the unseen
+
+    Henceforth safe across the river
+    I shall see forever more
+    A beloved household spirit
+    Waiting for me on the shore
+    Hope and faith born of my sorrow
+    Guardian angels shall become
+    And the sister gone before me
+    By their hands shall lead me home
+
+Blurred and blotted faulty and feeble as the lines were they brought
+a look of inexpressible comfort to Beths face for her one regret had
+been that she had done so little and this seemed to assure her that
+her life had not been useless that her death would not bring the
+despair she feared  As she sat with the paper folded between her
+hands the charred log fell asunder  Jo started up revived the blaze
+and crept to the bedside hoping Beth slept
+
+Not asleep but so happy dear  See I found this and read it I knew
+you wouldnt care  Have I been all that to you Jo she asked with
+wistful humble earnestness
+
+Oh Beth so much so much and Jos head went down upon the pillow
+beside her sisters
+
+Then I dont feel as if Id wasted my life  Im not so good as you
+make me but I have tried to do right  And now when its too late to
+begin even to do better its such a comfort to know that someone loves
+me so much and feels as if Id helped them
+
+More than any one in the world Beth  I used to think I couldnt let
+you go but Im learning to feel that I dont lose you that youll be
+more to me than ever and death cant part us though it seems to
+
+I know it cannot and I dont fear it any longer for Im sure I shall
+be your Beth still to love and help you more than ever  You must take
+my place Jo and be everything to Father and Mother when Im gone
+They will turn to you dont fail them and if its hard to work alone
+remember that I dont forget you and that youll be happier in doing
+that than writing splendid books or seeing all the world for love is
+the only thing that we can carry with us when we go and it makes the
+end so easy
+
+Ill try Beth and then and there Jo renounced her old ambition
+pledged herself to a new and better one acknowledging the poverty of
+other desires and feeling the blessed solace of a belief in the
+immortality of love
+
+So the spring days came and went the sky grew clearer the earth
+greener the flowers were up fairly early and the birds came back in
+time to say goodbye to Beth who like a tired but trustful child
+clung to the hands that had led her all her life as Father and Mother
+guided her tenderly through the Valley of the Shadow and gave her up
+to God
+
+Seldom except in books do the dying utter memorable words see visions
+or depart with beatified countenances and those who have sped many
+parting souls know that to most the end comes as naturally and simply
+as sleep  As Beth had hoped the tide went out easily and in the
+dark hour before dawn on the bosom where she had drawn her first
+breath she quietly drew her last with no farewell but one loving
+look one little sigh
+
+With tears and prayers and tender hands Mother and sisters made her
+ready for the long sleep that pain would never mar again seeing with
+grateful eyes the beautiful serenity that soon replaced the pathetic
+patience that had wrung their hearts so long and feeling with reverent
+joy that to their darling death was a benignant angel not a phantom
+full of dread
+
+When morning came for the first time in many months the fire was out
+Jos place was empty and the room was very still  But a bird sang
+blithely on a budding bough close by the snowdrops blossomed freshly
+at the window and the spring sunshine streamed in like a benediction
+over the placid face upon the pillow a face so full of painless peace
+that those who loved it best smiled through their tears and thanked
+God that Beth was well at last
+
+
+
+CHAPTER FORTY ONE
+
+LEARNING TO FORGET
+
+Amys lecture did Laurie good though of course he did not own it
+till long afterward  Men seldom do for when women are the advisers
+the lords of creation dont take the advice till they have persuaded
+themselves that it is just what they intended to do  Then they act
+upon it and if it succeeds they give the weaker vessel half the
+credit of it  If it fails they generously give her the whole  Laurie
+went back to his grandfather and was so dutifully devoted for several
+weeks that the old gentleman declared the climate of Nice had improved
+him wonderfully and he had better try it again There was nothing the
+young gentleman would have liked better but elephants could not have
+dragged him back after the scolding he had received  Pride forbid and
+whenever the longing grew very strong he fortified his resolution by
+repeating the words that had made the deepest impression I despise
+you Go and do something splendid that will make her love you
+
+Laurie turned the matter over in his mind so often that he soon brought
+himself to confess that he had been selfish and lazy but then when a
+man has a great sorrow he should be indulged in all sorts of vagaries
+till he has lived it down  He felt that his blighted affections were
+quite dead now and though he should never cease to be a faithful
+mourner there was no occasion to wear his weeds ostentatiously  Jo
+wouldnt love him but he might make her respect and admire him by
+doing something which should prove that a girls No had not spoiled
+his life  He had always meant to do something and Amys advice was
+quite unnecessary  He had only been waiting till the aforesaid
+blighted affections were decently interred That being done he felt
+that he was ready to hide his stricken heart and still toil on
+
+As Goethe when he had a joy or a grief put it into a song so Laurie
+resolved to embalm his love sorrow in music and to compose a Requiem
+which should harrow up Jos soul and melt the heart of every hearer
+Therefore the next time the old gentleman found him getting restless
+and moody and ordered him off he went to Vienna where he had musical
+friends and fell to work with the firm determination to distinguish
+himself  But whether the sorrow was too vast to be embodied in music
+or music too ethereal to uplift a mortal woe he soon discovered that
+the Requiem was beyond him just at present  It was evident that his
+mind was not in working order yet and his ideas needed clarifying for
+often in the middle of a plaintive strain he would find himself
+humming a dancing tune that vividly recalled the Christmas ball at
+Nice especially the stout Frenchman and put an effectual stop to
+tragic composition for the time being
+
+Then he tried an opera for nothing seemed impossible in the beginning
+but here again unforeseen difficulties beset him  He wanted Jo for his
+heroine and called upon his memory to supply him with tender
+recollections and romantic visions of his love  But memory turned
+traitor and as if possessed by the perverse spirit of the girl would
+only recall Jos oddities faults and freaks would only show her in
+the most unsentimental aspects beating mats with her head tied up in a
+bandanna barricading herself with the sofa pillow or throwing cold
+water over his passion a la Gummidge and an irresistable laugh spoiled
+the pensive picture he was endeavoring to paint  Jo wouldnt be put
+into the opera at any price and he had to give her up with a Bless
+that girl what a torment she is and a clutch at his hair as became
+a distracted composer
+
+When he looked about him for another and a less intractable damsel to
+immortalize in melody memory produced one with the most obliging
+readiness  This phantom wore many faces but it always had golden
+hair was enveloped in a diaphanous cloud and floated airily before
+his minds eye in a pleasing chaos of roses peacocks white ponies
+and blue ribbons  He did not give the complacent wraith any name but
+he took her for his heroine and grew quite fond of her as well he
+might for he gifted her with every gift and grace under the sun and
+escorted her unscathed through trials which would have annihilated
+any mortal woman
+
+Thanks to this inspiration he got on swimmingly for a time but
+gradually the work lost its charm and he forgot to compose while he
+sat musing pen in hand or roamed about the gay city to get some new
+ideas and refresh his mind which seemed to be in a somewhat unsettled
+state that winter  He did not do much but he thought a great deal and
+was conscious of a change of some sort going on in spite of himself
+Its genius simmering perhaps  Ill let it simmer and see what
+comes of it he said with a secret suspicion all the while that it
+wasnt genius but something far more common  Whatever it was it
+simmered to some purpose for he grew more and more discontented with
+his desultory life began to long for some real and earnest work to go
+at soul and body and finally came to the wise conclusion that
+everyone who loved music was not a composer  Returning from one of
+Mozarts grand operas splendidly performed at the Royal Theatre he
+looked over his own played a few of the best parts sat staring at the
+busts of Mendelssohn Beethoven and Bach who stared benignly back
+again  Then suddenly he tore up his music sheets one by one and as
+the last fluttered out of his hand he said soberly to himself
+
+She is right  Talent isnt genius and you cant make it so  That
+music has taken the vanity out of me as Rome took it out of her and I
+wont be a humbug any longer  Now what shall I do
+
+That seemed a hard question to answer and Laurie began to wish he had
+to work for his daily bread  Now if ever occurred an eligible
+opportunity for going to the devil as he once forcibly expressed it
+for he had plenty of money and nothing to do and Satan is proverbially
+fond of providing employment for full and idle hands  The poor fellow
+had temptations enough from without and from within but he withstood
+them pretty well for much as he valued liberty he valued good faith
+and confidence more so his promise to his grandfather and his desire
+to be able to look honestly into the eyes of the women who loved him
+and say Alls well kept him safe and steady
+
+Very likely some Mrs Grundy will observe I dont believe it boys
+will be boys young men must sow their wild oats and women must not
+expect miracles  I dare say you dont Mrs Grundy but its true
+nevertheless  Women work a good many miracles and I have a persuasion
+that they may perform even that of raising the standard of manhood by
+refusing to echo such sayings  Let the boys be boys the longer the
+better and let the young men sow their wild oats if they must  But
+mothers sisters and friends may help to make the crop a small one
+and keep many tares from spoiling the harvest by believing and
+showing that they believe in the possibility of loyalty to the virtues
+which make men manliest in good womens eyes  If it is a feminine
+delusion leave us to enjoy it while we may for without it half the
+beauty and the romance of life is lost and sorrowful forebodings would
+embitter all our hopes of the brave tenderhearted little lads who
+still love their mothers better than themselves and are not ashamed to
+own it
+
+Laurie thought that the task of forgetting his love for Jo would absorb
+all his powers for years but to his great surprise he discovered it
+grew easier every day  He refused to believe it at first got angry
+with himself and couldnt understand it but these hearts of ours are
+curious and contrary things and time and nature work their will in
+spite of us  Lauries heart wouldnt ache  The wound persisted in
+healing with a rapidity that astonished him and instead of trying to
+forget he found himself trying to remember  He had not foreseen this
+turn of affairs and was not prepared for it  He was disgusted with
+himself surprised at his own fickleness and full of a queer mixture
+of disappointment and relief that he could recover from such a
+tremendous blow so soon  He carefully stirred up the embers of his
+lost love but they refused to burst into a blaze  There was only a
+comfortable glow that warmed and did him good without putting him into
+a fever and he was reluctantly obliged to confess that the boyish
+passion was slowly subsiding into a more tranquil sentiment very
+tender a little sad and resentful still but that was sure to pass
+away in time leaving a brotherly affection which would last unbroken
+to the end
+
+As the word brotherly passed through his mind in one of his reveries
+he smiled and glanced up at the picture of Mozart that was before
+him
+
+Well he was a great man and when he couldnt have one sister he took
+the other and was happy
+
+Laurie did not utter the words but he thought them and the next
+instant kissed the little old ring saying to himself No I wont  I
+havent forgotten I never can  Ill try again and if that fails why
+then
+
+Leaving his sentence unfinished he seized pen and paper and wrote to
+Jo telling her that he could not settle to anything while there was
+the least hope of her changing her mind Couldnt she wouldnt
+she and let him come home and be happy While waiting for an answer he
+did nothing but he did it energetically for he was in a fever of
+impatience  It came at last and settled his mind effectually on one
+point for Jo decidedly couldnt and wouldnt  She was wrapped up in
+Beth and never wished to hear the word love again  Then she begged
+him to be happy with somebody else but always keep a little corner of
+his heart for his loving sister Jo  In a postscript she desired him
+not to tell Amy that Beth was worse she was coming home in the spring
+and there was no need of saddening the remainder of her stay  That
+would be time enough please God but Laurie must write to her often
+and not let her feel lonely homesick or anxious
+
+So I will at once  Poor little girl it will be a sad going home for
+her Im afraid and Laurie opened his desk as if writing to Amy had
+been the proper conclusion of the sentence left unfinished some weeks
+before
+
+But he did not write the letter that day for as he rummaged out his
+best paper he came across something which changed his purpose
+Tumbling about in one part of the desk among bills passports and
+business documents of various kinds were several of Jos letters and
+in another compartment were three notes from Amy carefully tied up
+with one of her blue ribbons and sweetly suggestive of the little dead
+roses put away inside  With a half repentant half amused expression
+Laurie gathered up all Jos letters smoothed folded and put them
+neatly into a small drawer of the desk stood a minute turning the ring
+thoughtfully on his finger then slowly drew it off laid it with the
+letters locked the drawer and went out to hear High Mass at Saint
+Stefans feeling as if there had been a funeral and though not
+overwhelmed with affliction this seemed a more proper way to spend the
+rest of the day than in writing letters to charming young ladies
+
+The letter went very soon however and was promptly answered for Amy
+was homesick and confessed it in the most delightfully confiding
+manner  The correspondence flourished famously and letters flew to
+and fro with unfailing regularity all through the early spring  Laurie
+sold his busts made allumettes of his opera and went back to Paris
+hoping somebody would arrive before long  He wanted desperately to go
+to Nice but would not till he was asked and Amy would not ask him
+for just then she was having little experiences of her own which made
+her rather wish to avoid the quizzical eyes of our boy
+
+Fred Vaughn had returned and put the question to which she had once
+decided to answer Yes thank you but now she said No thank you
+kindly but steadily for when the time came her courage failed her
+and she found that something more than money and position was needed to
+satisfy the new longing that filled her heart so full of tender hopes
+and fears  The words Fred is a good fellow but not at all the man I
+fancied you would ever like and Lauries face when he uttered them
+kept returning to her as pertinaciously as her own did when she said in
+look if not in words I shall marry for money  It troubled her to
+remember that now she wished she could take it back it sounded so
+unwomanly She didnt want Laurie to think her a heartless  worldly
+creature  She didnt care to be a queen of society now half so much as
+she did to be a lovable woman  She was so glad he didnt hate her for
+the dreadful things she said but took them so beautifully and was
+kinder than ever  His letters were such a comfort for the home
+letters were very irregular and not half so satisfactory as his when
+they did come  It was not only a pleasure but a duty to answer them
+for the poor fellow was forlorn and needed petting since Jo persisted
+in being stonyhearted  She ought to have made an effort and tried to
+love him  It couldnt be very hard many people would be proud and
+glad to have such a dear boy care for them  But Jo never would act
+like other girls so there was nothing to do but be very kind and treat
+him like a brother
+
+If all brothers were treated as well as Laurie was at this period they
+would be a much happier race of beings than they are  Amy never
+lectured now  She asked his opinion on all subjects she was
+interested in everything he did made charming little presents for him
+and sent him two letters a week full of lively gossip sisterly
+confidences and captivating sketches of the lovely scenes about her
+As few brothers are complimented by having their letters carried about
+in their sisters pockets read and reread diligently cried over when
+short kissed when long and treasured carefully we will not hint that
+Amy did any of these fond and foolish things  But she certainly did
+grow a little pale and pensive that spring lost much of her relish for
+society and went out sketching alone a good deal  She never had much
+to show when she came home but was studying nature I dare say while
+she sat for hours with her hands folded on the terrace at Valrosa or
+absently sketched any fancy that occurred to her a stalwart knight
+carved on a tomb a young man asleep in the grass with his hat over
+his eyes or a curly haired girl in gorgeous array promenading down a
+ballroom on the arm of a tall gentleman both faces being left a blur
+according to the last fashion in art which was safe but not altogether
+satisfactory
+
+Her aunt thought that she regretted her answer to Fred and finding
+denials useless and explanations impossible Amy left her to think what
+she liked taking care that Laurie should know that Fred had gone to
+Egypt  That was all but he understood it and looked relieved as he
+said to himself with a venerable air
+
+I was sure she would think better of it  Poor old fellow Ive been
+through it all and I can sympathize
+
+With that he heaved a great sigh and then as if he had discharged his
+duty to the past put his feet up on the sofa and enjoyed Amys letter
+luxuriously
+
+While these changes were going on abroad trouble had come at home
+But the letter telling that Beth was failing never reached Amy and
+when the next found her at Vevay for the heat had driven them from
+Nice in May and they had travelled slowly to Switzerland by way of
+Genoa and the Italian lakes  She bore it very well and quietly
+submitted to the family decree that she should not shorten her visit
+for since it was too late to say goodbye to Beth she had better stay
+and let absence soften her sorrow  But her heart was very heavy she
+longed to be at home and every day looked wistfully across the lake
+waiting for Laurie to come and comfort her
+
+He did come very soon for the same mail brought letters to them both
+but he was in Germany and it took some days to reach him  The moment
+he read it he packed his knapsack bade adieu to his fellow
+pedestrians and was off to keep his promise with a heart full of joy
+and sorrow hope and suspense
+
+He knew Vevay well and as soon as the boat touched the little quay he
+hurried along the shore to La Tour where the Carrols were living en
+pension  The garcon was in despair that the whole family had gone to
+take a promenade on the lake but no the blonde mademoiselle might be
+in the chateau garden  If monsieur would give himself the pain of
+sitting down a flash of time should present her  But monsieur could
+not wait even a flash of time and in the middle of the speech
+departed to find mademoiselle himself
+
+A pleasant old garden on the borders of the lovely lake with chestnuts
+rustling overhead ivy climbing everywhere and the black shadow of the
+tower falling far across the sunny water  At one corner of the wide
+low wall was a seat and here Amy often came to read or work or
+console herself with the beauty all about her  She was sitting here
+that day leaning her head on her hand with a homesick heart and heavy
+eyes thinking of Beth and wondering why Laurie did not come  She did
+not hear him cross the courtyard beyond nor see him pause in the
+archway that led from the subterranean path into the garden  He stood
+a minute looking at her with new eyes seeing what no one had ever seen
+before the tender side of Amys character Everything about her mutely
+suggested love and sorrow the blotted letters in her lap the black
+ribbon that tied up her hair the womanly pain and patience in her
+face even the little ebony cross at her throat seemed pathetic to
+Laurie for he had given it to her and she wore it as her only
+ornament If he had any doubts about the reception she would give him
+they were set at rest the minute she looked up and saw him for
+dropping everything she ran to him exclaiming in a tone of
+unmistakable love and longing
+
+Oh Laurie Laurie I knew youd come to me
+
+I think everything was said and settled then for as they stood
+together quite silent for a moment with the dark head bent down
+protectingly over the light one Amy felt that no one could comfort and
+sustain her so well as Laurie and Laurie decided that Amy was the only
+woman in the world who could fill Jos place and make him happy  He
+did not tell her so but she was not disappointed for both felt the
+truth were satisfied and gladly left the rest to silence
+
+In a minute Amy went back to her place and while she dried her tears
+Laurie gathered up the scattered papers finding in the sight of sundry
+well worn letters and suggestive sketches good omens for the future
+As he sat down beside her Amy felt shy again and turned rosy red at
+the recollection of her impulsive greeting
+
+I couldnt help it I felt so lonely and sad and was so very glad to
+see you  It was such a surprise to look up and find you just as I was
+beginning to fear you wouldnt come she said trying in vain to speak
+quite naturally
+
+I came the minute I heard  I wish I could say something to comfort
+you for the loss of dear little Beth but I can only feel and  He
+could not get any further for he too turned bashful all of a sudden
+and did not quite know what to say  He longed to lay Amys head down
+on his shoulder and tell her to have a good cry but he did not dare
+so took her hand instead and gave it a sympathetic squeeze that was
+better than words
+
+You neednt say anything this comforts me she said softly  Beth
+is well and happy and I mustnt wish her back but I dread the going
+home much as I long to see them all We wont talk about it now for
+it makes me cry and I want to enjoy you while you stay  You neednt
+go right back need you
+
+Not if you want me dear
+
+I do so much  Aunt and Flo are very kind but you seem like one of
+the family and it would be so comfortable to have you for a little
+while
+
+Amy spoke and looked so like a homesick child whose heart was full that
+Laurie forgot his bashfulness all at once and gave her just what she
+wanted the petting she was used to and the cheerful conversation she
+needed
+
+Poor little soul you look as if youd grieved yourself half sick
+Im going to take care of you so dont cry any more but come and walk
+about with me the wind is too chilly for you to sit still he said
+in the half caressing half commanding way that Amy liked as he tied
+on her hat drew her arm through his and began to pace up and down the
+sunny walk under the new leaved chestnuts  He felt more at ease upon
+his legs and Amy found it pleasant to have a strong arm to lean upon
+a familiar face to smile at her and a kind voice to talk delightfully
+for her alone
+
+The quaint old garden had sheltered many pairs of lovers and seemed
+expressly made for them so sunny and secluded was it with nothing but
+the tower to overlook them and the wide lake to carry away the echo of
+their words as it rippled by below  For an hour this new pair walked
+and talked or rested on the wall enjoying the sweet influences which
+gave such a charm to time and place and when an unromantic dinner bell
+warned them away Amy felt as if she left her burden of loneliness and
+sorrow behind her in the chateau garden
+
+The moment Mrs Carrol saw the girls altered face she was illuminated
+with a new idea and exclaimed to herself Now I understand it
+all the child has been pining for young Laurence  Bless my heart I
+never thought of such a thing
+
+With praiseworthy discretion the good lady said nothing and betrayed
+no sign of enlightenment but cordially urged Laurie to stay and begged
+Amy to enjoy his society for it would do her more good than so much
+solitude  Amy was a model of docility and as her aunt was a good deal
+occupied with Flo she was left to entertain her friend and did it
+with more than her usual success
+
+At Nice Laurie had lounged and Amy had scolded  At Vevay Laurie was
+never idle but always walking riding boating or studying in the
+most energetic manner while Amy admired everything he did and followed
+his example as far and as fast as she could  He said the change was
+owing to the climate and she did not contradict him being glad of a
+like excuse for her own recovered health and spirits
+
+The invigorating air did them both good and much exercise worked
+wholesome changes in minds as well as bodies They seemed to get
+clearer views of life and duty up there among the everlasting hills
+The fresh winds blew away desponding doubts delusive fancies and
+moody mists  The warm spring sunshine brought out all sorts of
+aspiring ideas tender hopes and happy thoughts  The lake seemed to
+wash away the troubles of the past and the grand old mountains to look
+benignly down upon them saying Little children love one another
+
+In spite of the new sorrow it was a very happy time so happy that
+Laurie could not bear to disturb it by a word  It took him a little
+while to recover from his surprise at the cure of his first and as he
+had firmly believed his last and only love  He consoled himself for
+the seeming disloyalty by the thought that Jos sister was almost the
+same as Jos self and the conviction that it would have been
+impossible to love any other woman but Amy so soon and so well  His
+first wooing had been of the tempestuous order and he looked back upon
+it as if through a long vista of years with a feeling of compassion
+blended with regret  He was not ashamed of it but put it away as one
+of the bitter sweet experiences of his life for which he could be
+grateful when the pain was over His second wooing he resolved should
+be as calm and simple as possible  There was no need of having a
+scene hardly any need of telling Amy that he loved her she knew it
+without words and had given him his answer long ago  It all came about
+so naturally that no one could complain and he knew that everybody
+would be pleased even Jo  But when our first little passion has been
+crushed we are apt to be wary and slow in making a second trial so
+Laurie let the days pass enjoying every hour and leaving to chance
+the utterance of the word that would put an end to the first and
+sweetest part of his new romance
+
+He had rather imagined that the denoument would take place in the
+chateau garden by moonlight and in the most graceful and decorous
+manner but it turned out exactly the reverse for the matter was
+settled on the lake at noonday in a few blunt words They had been
+floating about all the morning from gloomy St  Gingolf to sunny
+Montreux with the Alps of Savoy on one side Mont St  Bernard and the
+Dent du Midi on the other pretty Vevay in the valley and Lausanne
+upon the hill beyond a cloudless blue sky overhead and the bluer lake
+below dotted with the picturesque boats that look like white winged
+gulls
+
+They had been talking of Bonnivard as they glided past Chillon and of
+Rousseau as they looked up at Clarens where he wrote his Heloise
+Neither had read it but they knew it was a love story and each
+privately wondered if it was half as interesting as their own  Amy had
+been dabbling her hand in the water during the little pause that fell
+between them and when she looked up Laurie was leaning on his oars
+with an expression in his eyes that made her say hastily merely for
+the sake of saying something
+
+You must be tired  Rest a little and let me row  It will do me
+good for since you came I have been altogether lazy and luxurious
+
+Im not tired but you may take an oar if you like  Theres room
+enough though I have to sit nearly in the middle else the boat wont
+trim returned Laurie as if he rather liked the arrangement
+
+Feeling that she had not mended matters much Amy took the offered
+third of a seat shook her hair over her face and accepted an oar
+She rowed as well as she did many other things and though she used
+both hands and Laurie but one the oars kept time and the boat went
+smoothly through the water
+
+How well we pull together dont we said Amy who objected to
+silence just then
+
+So well that I wish we might always pull in the same boat Will you
+Amy very tenderly
+
+Yes Laurie very low
+
+Then they both stopped rowing and unconsciously added a pretty little
+tableau of human love and happiness to the dissolving views reflected
+in the lake
+
+
+
+CHAPTER FORTY TWO
+
+ALL ALONE
+
+It was easy to promise self abnegation when self was wrapped up in
+another and heart and soul were purified by a sweet example  But when
+the helpful voice was silent the daily lesson over the beloved
+presence gone and nothing remained but loneliness and grief then Jo
+found her promise very hard to keep  How could she comfort Father and
+Mother when her own heart ached with a ceaseless longing for her
+sister how could she make the house cheerful when all its light and
+warmth and beauty seemed to have deserted it when Beth left the old
+home for the new and where in all the world could she find some
+useful happy work to do that would take the place of the loving
+service which had been its own reward  She tried in a blind hopeless
+way to do her duty secretly rebelling against it all the while for it
+seemed unjust that her few joys should be lessened her burdens made
+heavier and life get harder and harder as she toiled along  Some
+people seemed to get all sunshine and some all shadow  It was not
+fair for she tried more than Amy to be good but never got any reward
+only disappointment trouble and hard work
+
+Poor Jo these were dark days to her for something like despair came
+over her when she thought of spending all her life in that quiet house
+devoted to humdrum cares a few small pleasures and the duty that
+never seemed to grow any easier  I cant do it I wasnt meant for a
+life like this and I know I shall break away and do something
+desperate if somebody doesnt come and help me she said to herself
+when her first efforts failed and she fell into the moody miserable
+state of mind which often comes when strong wills have to yield to the
+inevitable
+
+But someone did come and help her though Jo did not recognize her good
+angels at once because they wore familiar shapes and used the simple
+spells best fitted to poor humanity  Often she started up at night
+thinking Beth called her and when the sight of the little empty bed
+made her cry with the bitter cry of unsubmissive sorrow Oh Beth
+come back  Come back she did not stretch out her yearning arms in
+vain  For as quick to hear her sobbing as she had been to hear her
+sisters faintest whisper her mother came to comfort her not with
+words only but the patient tenderness that soothes by a touch tears
+that were mute reminders of a greater grief than Jos and broken
+whispers more eloquent than prayers because hopeful resignation went
+hand in hand with natural sorrow Sacred moments when heart talked to
+heart in the silence of the night turning affliction to a blessing
+which chastened grief and strengthened love  Feeling this Jos burden
+seemed easier to bear duty grew sweeter and life looked more
+endurable seen from the safe shelter of her mothers arms
+
+When aching heart was a little comforted troubled mind likewise found
+help for one day she went to the study and leaning over the good gray
+head lifted to welcome her with a tranquil smile she said very humbly
+Father talk to me as you did to Beth  I need it more than she did
+for Im all wrong
+
+My dear nothing can comfort me like this he answered with a falter
+in his voice and both arms round her as if he too needed help and
+did not fear to ask for it
+
+Then sitting in Beths little chair close beside him Jo told her
+troubles the resentful sorrow for her loss the fruitless efforts that
+discouraged her the want of faith that made life look so dark and all
+the sad bewilderment which we call despair  She gave him entire
+confidence he gave her the help she needed and both found consolation
+in the act  For the time had come when they could talk together not
+only as father and daughter but as man and woman able and glad to
+serve each other with mutual sympathy as well as mutual love  Happy
+thoughtful times there in the old study which Jo called the church of
+one member and from which she came with fresh courage recovered
+cheerfulness and a more submissive spirit For the parents who had
+taught one child to meet death without fear were trying now to teach
+another to accept life without despondency or distrust and to use its
+beautiful opportunities with gratitude and power
+
+Other helps had Jo humble wholesome duties and delights that would
+not be denied their part in serving her and which she slowly learned
+to see and value  Brooms and dishcloths never could be as distasteful
+as they once had been for Beth had presided over both and something
+of her housewifely spirit seemed to linger around the little mop and
+the old brush never thrown away  As she used them Jo found herself
+humming the songs Beth used to hum imitating Beths orderly ways and
+giving the little touches here and there that kept everything fresh and
+cozy which was the first step toward making home happy though she
+didnt know it till Hannah said with an approving squeeze of the hand
+
+You thoughtful creeter youre determined we shant miss that dear
+lamb ef you can help it  We dont say much but we see it and the
+Lord will bless you fort see ef He dont
+
+As they sat sewing together Jo discovered how much improved her sister
+Meg was how well she could talk how much she knew about good womanly
+impulses thoughts and feelings how happy she was in husband and
+children and how much they were all doing for each other
+
+Marriage is an excellent thing after all  I wonder if I should
+blossom out half as well as you have if I tried it always
+perwisin I could said Jo as she constructed a kite for Demi in
+the topsy turvy nursery
+
+Its just what you need to bring out the tender womanly half of your
+nature Jo  You are like a chestnut burr prickly outside but
+silky soft within and a sweet kernal if one can only get at it  Love
+will make you show your heart one day and then the rough burr will
+fall off
+
+Frost opens chestnut burrs maam and it takes a good shake to bring
+them down  Boys go nutting and I dont care to be bagged by them
+returned Jo pasting away at the kite which no wind that blows would
+ever carry up for Daisy had tied herself on as a bob
+
+Meg laughed for she was glad to see a glimmer of Jos old spirit but
+she felt it her duty to enforce her opinion by every argument in her
+power and the sisterly chats were not wasted especially as two of
+Megs most effective arguments were the babies whom Jo loved tenderly
+Grief is the best opener of some hearts and Jos was nearly ready for
+the bag  A little more sunshine to ripen the nut then not a boys
+impatient shake but a mans hand reached up to pick it gently from the
+burr and find the kernal sound and sweet If she suspected this she
+would have shut up tight and been more prickly than ever fortunately
+she wasnt thinking about herself so when the time came down she
+dropped
+
+Now if she had been the heroine of a moral storybook she ought at
+this period of her life to have become quite saintly renounced the
+world and gone about doing good in a mortified bonnet with tracts in
+her pocket  But you see Jo wasnt a heroine she was only a
+struggling human girl like hundreds of others and she just acted out
+her nature being sad cross listless or energetic as the mood
+suggested  Its highly virtuous to say well be good but we cant do
+it all at once and it takes a long pull a strong pull and a pull all
+together before some of us even get our feet set in the right way  Jo
+had got so far she was learning to do her duty and to feel unhappy if
+she did not but to do it cheerfully ah that was another thing  She
+had often said she wanted to do something splendid no matter how hard
+and now she had her wish for what could be more beautiful than to
+devote her life to Father and Mother trying to make home as happy to
+them as they had to her  And if difficulties were necessary to
+increase the splendor of the effort what could be harder for a
+restless ambitious girl than to give up her own hopes plans and
+desires and cheerfully live for others
+
+Providence had taken her at her word  Here was the task not what she
+had expected but better because self had no part in it Now could she
+do it  She decided that she would try and in her first attempt she
+found the helps I have suggested  Still another was given her and she
+took it not as a reward but as a comfort as Christian took the
+refreshment afforded by the little arbor where he rested as he climbed
+the hill called Difficulty
+
+Why dont you write  That always used to make you happy said her
+mother once when the desponding fit over shadowed Jo
+
+Ive no heart to write and if I had nobody cares for my things
+
+We do  Write something for us and never mind the rest of the world
+Try it dear  Im sure it would do you good and please us very much
+
+Dont believe I can  But Jo got out her desk and began to overhaul
+her half finished manuscripts
+
+An hour afterward her mother peeped in and there she was scratching
+away with her black pinafore on and an absorbed expression which
+caused Mrs March to smile and slip away well pleased with the success
+of her suggestion  Jo never knew how it happened but something got
+into that story that went straight to the hearts of those who read it
+for when her family had laughed and cried over it her father sent it
+much against her will to one of the popular magazines and to her
+utter surprise it was not only paid for but others requested
+Letters from several persons whose praise was honor followed the
+appearance of the little story newspapers copied it and strangers as
+well as friends admired it  For a small thing it was a great success
+and Jo was more astonished than when her novel was commended and
+condemned all at once
+
+I dont understand it  What can there be in a simple little story
+like that to make people praise it so she said quite bewildered
+
+There is truth in it Jo thats the secret  Humor and pathos make it
+alive and you have found your style at last  You wrote with no
+thoughts of fame and money and put your heart into it my daughter
+You have had the bitter now comes the sweet  Do your best and grow
+as happy as we are in your success
+
+If there is anything good or true in what I write it isnt mine  I
+owe it all to you and Mother and Beth said Jo more touched by her
+fathers words than by any amount of praise from the world
+
+So taught by love and sorrow Jo wrote her little stories and sent
+them away to make friends for themselves and her finding it a very
+charitable world to such humble wanderers for they were kindly
+welcomed and sent home comfortable tokens to their mother like
+dutiful children whom good fortune overtakes
+
+When Amy and Laurie wrote of their engagement Mrs March feared that
+Jo would find it difficult to rejoice over it but her fears were soon
+set at rest for though Jo looked grave at first she took it very
+quietly and was full of hopes and plans for the children before she
+read the letter twice  It was a sort of written duet wherein each
+glorified the other in loverlike fashion very pleasant to read and
+satisfactory to think of for no one had any objection to make
+
+You like it Mother said Jo as they laid down the closely written
+sheets and looked at one another
+
+Yes I hoped it would be so ever since Amy wrote that she had refused
+Fred  I felt sure then that something better than what you call the
+mercenary spirit had come over her and a hint here and there in her
+letters made me suspect that love and Laurie would win the day
+
+How sharp you are Marmee and how silent  You never said a word to
+me
+
+Mothers have need of sharp eyes and discreet tongues when they have
+girls to manage  I was half afraid to put the idea into your head
+lest you should write and congratulate them before the thing was
+settled
+
+Im not the scatterbrain I was  You may trust me  Im sober and
+sensible enough for anyones confidante now
+
+So you are my dear and I should have made you mine only I fancied
+it might pain you to learn that your Teddy loved someone else
+
+Now Mother did you really think I could be so silly and selfish
+after Id refused his love when it was freshest if not best
+
+I knew you were sincere then Jo but lately I have thought that if he
+came back and asked again you might perhaps feel like giving another
+answer  Forgive me dear I cant help seeing that you are very
+lonely and sometimes there is a hungry look in your eyes that goes to
+my heart  So I fancied that your boy might fill the empty place if he
+tried now
+
+No Mother it is better as it is and Im glad Amy has learned to
+love him  But you are right in one thing  I am lonely and perhaps if
+Teddy had tried again I might have said Yes not because I love him
+any more but because I care more to be loved than when he went away
+
+Im glad of that Jo for it shows that you are getting on There are
+plenty to love you so try to be satisfied with Father and Mother
+sisters and brothers friends and babies till the best lover of all
+comes to give you your reward
+
+Mothers are the best lovers in the world but I dont mind whispering
+to Marmee that Id like to try all kinds  Its very curious but the
+more I try to satisfy myself with all sorts of natural affections the
+more I seem to want  Id no idea hearts could take in so many  Mine
+is so elastic it never seems full now and I used to be quite
+contented with my family  I dont understand it
+
+I do and Mrs March smiled her wise smile as Jo turned back the
+leaves to read what Amy said of Laurie
+
+It is so beautiful to be loved as Laurie loves me  He isnt
+sentimental doesnt say much about it but I see and feel it in all he
+says and does and it makes me so happy and so humble that I dont seem
+to be the same girl I was  I never knew how good and generous and
+tender he was till now for he lets me read his heart and I find it
+full of noble impulses and hopes and purposes and am so proud to know
+its mine  He says he feels as if he could make a prosperous voyage
+now with me aboard as mate and lots of love for ballast  I pray he
+may and try to be all he believes me for I love my gallant captain
+with all my heart and soul and might and never will desert him while
+God lets us be together Oh Mother I never knew how much like heaven
+this world could be when two people love and live for one another
+
+And thats our cool reserved and worldly Amy  Truly love does work
+miracles  How very very happy they must be and Jo laid the rustling
+sheets together with a careful hand as one might shut the covers of a
+lovely romance which holds the reader fast till the end comes and he
+finds himself alone in the workaday world again
+
+By and by Jo roamed away upstairs for it was rainy and she could not
+walk  A restless spirit possessed her and the old feeling came again
+not bitter as it once was but a sorrowfully patient wonder why one
+sister should have all she asked the other nothing  It was not true
+she knew that and tried to put it away but the natural craving for
+affection was strong and Amys happiness woke the hungry longing for
+someone to love with heart and soul and cling to while God let them
+be together Up in the garret where Jos unquiet wanderings ended
+stood four little wooden chests in a row each marked with its owners
+name and each filled with relics of the childhood and girlhood ended
+now for all  Jo glanced into them and when she came to her own
+leaned her chin on the edge and stared absently at the chaotic
+collection till a bundle of old exercise books caught her eye  She
+drew them out turned them over and relived that pleasant winter at
+kind Mrs Kirkes  She had smiled at first then she looked
+thoughtful next sad and when she came to a little message written in
+the Professors hand her lips began to tremble the books slid out of
+her lap and she sat looking at the friendly words as they took a new
+meaning and touched a tender spot in her heart
+
+Wait for me my friend  I may be a little late but I shall surely
+come
+
+Oh if he only would  So kind so good so patient with me always my
+dear old Fritz  I didnt value him half enough when I had him but now
+how I should love to see him for everyone seems going away from me
+and Im all alone
+
+And holding the little paper fast as if it were a promise yet to be
+fulfilled Jo laid her head down on a comfortable rag bag and cried
+as if in opposition to the rain pattering on the roof
+
+Was it all self pity loneliness or low spirits  Or was it the waking
+up of a sentiment which had bided its time as patiently as its
+inspirer  Who shall say
+
+
+
+CHAPTER FORTY THREE
+
+SURPRISES
+
+Jo was alone in the twilight lying on the old sofa looking at the
+fire and thinking  It was her favorite way of spending the hour of
+dusk  No one disturbed her and she used to lie there on Beths little
+red pillow planning stories dreaming dreams or thinking tender
+thoughts of the sister who never seemed far away  Her face looked
+tired grave and rather sad for tomorrow was her birthday and she
+was thinking how fast the years went by how old she was getting and
+how little she seemed to have accomplished  Almost twenty five and
+nothing to show for it  Jo was mistaken in that  There was a good
+deal to show and by and by she saw and was grateful for it
+
+An old maid thats what Im to be  A literary spinster with a pen
+for a spouse a family of stories for children and twenty years hence
+a morsel of fame perhaps when like poor Johnson Im old and cant
+enjoy it solitary and cant share it independent and dont need it
+Well I neednt be a sour saint nor a selfish sinner and I dare say
+old maids are very comfortable when they get used to it but and
+there Jo sighed as if the prospect was not inviting
+
+It seldom is at first and thirty seems the end of all things to
+five and twenty  But its not as bad as it looks and one can get on
+quite happily if one has something in ones self to fall back upon  At
+twenty five girls begin to talk about being old maids but secretly
+resolve that they never will be  At thirty they say nothing about it
+but quietly accept the fact and if sensible console themselves by
+remembering that they have twenty more useful happy years in which
+they may be learning to grow old gracefully  Dont laugh at the
+spinsters dear girls for often very tender tragic romances are
+hidden away in the hearts that beat so quietly under the sober gowns
+and many silent sacrifices of youth health ambition love itself
+make the faded faces beautiful in Gods sight  Even the sad sour
+sisters should be kindly dealt with because they have missed the
+sweetest part of life if for no other reason  And looking at them
+with compassion not contempt girls in their bloom should remember
+that they too may miss the blossom time  That rosy cheeks dont last
+forever that silver threads will come in the bonnie brown hair and
+that by and by kindness and respect will be as sweet as love and
+admiration now
+
+Gentlemen which means boys be courteous to the old maids no matter
+how poor and plain and prim for the only chivalry worth having is that
+which is the readiest to pay deference to the old protect the feeble
+and serve womankind regardless of rank age or color  Just recollect
+the good aunts who have not only lectured and fussed but nursed and
+petted too often without thanks the scrapes they have helped you out
+of the tips they have given you from their small store the stitches
+the patient old fingers have set for you the steps the willing old
+feet have taken and gratefully pay the dear old ladies the little
+attentions that women love to receive as long as they live  The
+bright eyed girls are quick to see such traits and will like you all
+the better for them and if death almost the only power that can part
+mother and son should rob you of yours you will be sure to find a
+tender welcome and maternal cherishing from some Aunt Priscilla who
+has kept the warmest corner of her lonely old heart for the best nevvy
+in the world
+
+Jo must have fallen asleep (as I dare say my reader has during this
+little homily) for suddenly Lauries ghost seemed to stand before her
+a substantial lifelike ghost leaning over her with the very look he
+used to wear when he felt a good deal and didnt like to show it  But
+like Jenny in the ballad
+
+  She could not think it he
+
+and lay staring up at him in startled silence till he stooped and
+kissed her  Then she knew him and flew up crying joyfully
+
+Oh my Teddy  Oh my Teddy
+
+Dear Jo you are glad to see me then
+
+Glad  My blessed boy words cant express my gladness Wheres Amy
+
+Your mother has got her down at Megs  We stopped there by the way
+and there was no getting my wife out of their clutches
+
+Your what cried Jo for Laurie uttered those two words with an
+unconscious pride and satisfaction which betrayed him
+
+Oh the dickens  Now Ive done it and he looked so guilty that Jo
+was down on him like a flash
+
+Youve gone and got married
+
+Yes please but I never will again and he went down upon his knees
+with a penitent clasping of hands and a face full of mischief mirth
+and triumph
+
+Actually married
+
+Very much so thank you
+
+Mercy on us  What dreadful thing will you do next and Jo fell into
+her seat with a gasp
+
+A characteristic but not exactly complimentary congratulation
+returned Laurie still in an abject attitude but beaming with
+satisfaction
+
+What can you expect when you take ones breath away creeping in like
+a burglar and letting cats out of bags like that Get up you
+ridiculous boy and tell me all about it
+
+Not a word unless you let me come in my old place and promise not to
+barricade
+
+Jo laughed at that as she had not done for many a long day and patted
+the sofa invitingly as she said in a cordial tone The old pillow is
+up garret and we dont need it now  So come and fess Teddy
+
+How good it sounds to hear you say Teddy No one ever calls me that
+but you and Laurie sat down with an air of great content
+
+What does Amy call you
+
+My lord
+
+Thats like her  Well you look it and Jos eye plainly betrayed
+that she found her boy comelier than ever
+
+The pillow was gone but there was a barricade nevertheless a natural
+one raised by time absence and change of heart  Both felt it and
+for a minute looked at one another as if that invisible barrier cast a
+little shadow over them  It was gone directly however for Laurie
+said with a vain attempt at dignity
+
+Dont I look like a married man and the head of a family
+
+Not a bit and you never will  Youve grown bigger and bonnier but
+you are the same scapegrace as ever
+
+Now really Jo you ought to treat me with more respect began
+Laurie who enjoyed it all immensely
+
+How can I when the mere idea of you married and settled is so
+irresistibly funny that I cant keep sober answered Jo smiling all
+over her face so infectiously that they had another laugh and then
+settled down for a good talk quite in the pleasant old fashion
+
+Its no use your going out in the cold to get Amy for they are all
+coming up presently  I couldnt wait  I wanted to be the one to tell
+you the grand surprise and have first skim as we used to say when we
+squabbled about the cream
+
+Of course you did and spoiled your story by beginning at the wrong
+end  Now start right and tell me how it all happened Im pining to
+know
+
+Well I did it to please Amy began Laurie with a twinkle that made
+Jo exclaim
+
+Fib number one  Amy did it to please you  Go on and tell the truth
+if you can sir
+
+Now shes beginning to marm it  Isnt it jolly to hear her said
+Laurie to the fire and the fire glowed and sparkled as if it quite
+agreed  Its all the same you know she and I being one We planned
+to come home with the Carrols a month or more ago but they suddenly
+changed their minds and decided to pass another winter in Paris  But
+Grandpa wanted to come home  He went to please me and I couldnt let
+him go alone neither could I leave Amy and Mrs Carrol had got
+English notions about chaperons and such nonsense and wouldnt let Amy
+come with us  So I just settled the difficulty by saying Lets be
+married and then we can do as we like
+
+Of course you did  You always have things to suit you
+
+Not always and something in Lauries voice made Jo say hastily
+
+How did you ever get Aunt to agree
+
+It was hard work but between us we talked her over for we had heaps
+of good reasons on our side  There wasnt time to write and ask leave
+but you all liked it had consented to it by and by and it was only
+taking time by the fetlock as my wife says
+
+Arent we proud of those two words and dont we like to say them
+interrupted Jo addressing the fire in her turn and watching with
+delight the happy light it seemed to kindle in the eyes that had been
+so tragically gloomy when she saw them last
+
+A trifle perhaps shes such a captivating little woman I cant help
+being proud of her  Well then Uncle and Aunt were there to play
+propriety  We were so absorbed in one another we were of no mortal use
+apart and that charming arrangement would make everything easy all
+round so we did it
+
+When where how asked Jo in a fever of feminine interest and
+curiosity for she could not realize it a particle
+
+Six weeks ago at the American consuls in Paris a very quiet
+wedding of course for even in our happiness we didnt forget dear
+little Beth
+
+Jo put her hand in his as he said that and Laurie gently smoothed the
+little red pillow which he remembered well
+
+Why didnt you let us know afterward asked Jo in a quieter tone
+when they had sat quite still a minute
+
+We wanted to surprise you  We thought we were coming directly home
+at first but the dear old gentleman as soon as we were married found
+he couldnt be ready under a month at least and sent us off to spend
+our honeymoon wherever we liked Amy had once called Valrosa a regular
+honeymoon home so we went there and were as happy as people are but
+once in their lives My faith  Wasnt it love among the roses
+
+Laurie seemed to forget Jo for a minute and Jo was glad of it for the
+fact that he told her these things so freely and so naturally assured
+her that he had quite forgiven and forgotten She tried to draw away
+her hand but as if he guessed the thought that prompted the
+half involuntary impulse Laurie held it fast and said with a manly
+gravity she had never seen in him before
+
+Jo dear I want to say one thing and then well put it by forever
+As I told you in my letter when I wrote that Amy had been so kind to
+me I never shall stop loving you but the love is altered and I have
+learned to see that it is better as it is Amy and you changed places
+in my heart thats all  I think it was meant to be so and would have
+come about naturally if I had waited as you tried to make me but I
+never could be patient and so I got a heartache  I was a boy then
+headstrong and violent and it took a hard lesson to show me my
+mistake  For it was one Jo as you said and I found it out after
+making a fool of myself Upon my word I was so tumbled up in my mind
+at one time that I didnt know which I loved best you or Amy and
+tried to love you both alike  But I couldnt and when I saw her in
+Switzerland everything seemed to clear up all at once  You both got
+into your right places and I felt sure that it was well off with the
+old love before it was on with the new that I could honestly share my
+heart between sister Jo and wife Amy and love them dearly Will you
+believe it and go back to the happy old times when we first knew one
+another
+
+Ill believe it with all my heart but Teddy we never can be boy
+and girl again  The happy old times cant come back and we mustnt
+expect it  We are man and woman now with sober work to do for
+playtime is over and we must give up frolicking  Im sure you feel
+this  I see the change in you and youll find it in me  I shall miss
+my boy but I shall love the man as much and admire him more because
+he means to be what I hoped he would  We cant be little playmates any
+longer but we will be brother and sister to love and help one another
+all our lives wont we Laurie
+
+He did not say a word but took the hand she offered him and laid his
+face down on it for a minute feeling that out of the grave of a boyish
+passion there had risen a beautiful strong friendship to bless them
+both  Presently Jo said cheerfully for she didnt want the coming
+home to be a sad one I cant make it true that you children are
+really married and going to set up housekeeping Why it seems only
+yesterday that I was buttoning Amys pinafore and pulling your hair
+when you teased  Mercy me how time does fly
+
+As one of the children is older than yourself you neednt talk so
+like a grandma  I flatter myself Im a gentleman growed as Peggotty
+said of David and when you see Amy youll find her rather a
+precocious infant said Laurie looking amused at her maternal air
+
+You may be a little older in years but Im ever so much older in
+feeling Teddy  Women always are and this last year has been such a
+hard one that I feel forty
+
+Poor Jo  We left you to bear it alone while we went pleasuring You
+are older  Heres a line and theres another  Unless you smile your
+eyes look sad and when I touched the cushion just now I found a tear
+on it  Youve had a great deal to bear and had to bear it all alone
+What a selfish beast Ive been and Laurie pulled his own hair with a
+remorseful look
+
+But Jo only turned over the traitorous pillow and answered in a tone
+which she tried to make more cheerful No I had Father and Mother to
+help me and the dear babies to comfort me and the thought that you
+and Amy were safe and happy to make the troubles here easier to bear
+I am lonely sometimes but I dare say its good for me and
+
+You never shall be again broke in Laurie putting his arm about her
+as if to fence out every human ill  Amy and I cant get on without
+you so you must come and teach the children to keep house and go
+halves in everything just as we used to do and let us pet you and
+all be blissfully happy and friendly together
+
+If I shouldnt be in the way it would be very pleasant  I begin to
+feel quite young already for somehow all my troubles seemed to fly
+away when you came  You always were a comfort Teddy and Jo leaned
+her head on his shoulder just as she did years ago when Beth lay ill
+and Laurie told her to hold on to him
+
+He looked down at her wondering if she remembered the time but Jo was
+smiling to herself as if in truth her troubles had all vanished at his
+coming
+
+You are the same Jo still dropping tears about one minute and
+laughing the next  You look a little wicked now  What is it Grandma
+
+I was wondering how you and Amy get on together
+
+Like angels
+
+Yes of course but which rules
+
+I dont mind telling you that she does now at least I let her think
+so it pleases her you know  By and by we shall take turns for
+marriage they say halves ones rights and doubles ones duties
+
+Youll go on as you begin and Amy will rule you all the days of your
+life
+
+Well she does it so imperceptibly that I dont think I shall mind
+much  She is the sort of woman who knows how to rule well  In fact I
+rather like it for she winds one round her finger as softly and
+prettily as a skein of silk and makes you feel as if she was doing you
+a favor all the while
+
+That ever I should live to see you a henpecked husband and enjoying
+it cried Jo with uplifted hands
+
+It was good to see Laurie square his shoulders and smile with
+masculine scorn at that insinuation as he replied with his high and
+mighty air Amy is too well bred for that and I am not the sort of
+man to submit to it  My wife and I respect ourselves and one another
+too much ever to tyrannize or quarrel
+
+Jo liked that and thought the new dignity very becoming but the boy
+seemed changing very fast into the man and regret mingled with her
+pleasure
+
+I am sure of that  Amy and you never did quarrel as we used to She
+is the sun and I the wind in the fable and the sun managed the man
+best you remember
+
+She can blow him up as well as shine on him laughed Laurie Such a
+lecture as I got at Nice  I give you my word it was a deal worse than
+any of your scoldings a regular rouser  Ill tell you all about it
+sometime she never will because after telling me that she despised
+and was ashamed of me she lost her heart to the despicable party and
+married the good for nothing
+
+What baseness  Well if she abuses you come to me and Ill defend
+you
+
+I look as if I needed it dont I said Laurie getting up and
+striking an attitude which suddenly changed from the imposing to the
+rapturous as Amys voice was heard calling Where is she Wheres my
+dear old Jo
+
+In trooped the whole family and everyone was hugged and kissed all
+over again and after several vain attempts the three wanderers were
+set down to be looked at and exulted over  Mr Laurence hale and
+hearty as ever was quite as much improved as the others by his foreign
+tour for the crustiness seemed to be nearly gone and the
+old fashioned courtliness had received a polish which made it kindlier
+than ever  It was good to see him beam at my children as he called
+the young pair  It was better still to see Amy pay him the daughterly
+duty and affection which completely won his old heart and best of all
+to watch Laurie revolve about the two as if never tired of enjoying
+the pretty picture they made
+
+The minute she put her eyes upon Amy Meg became conscious that her own
+dress hadnt a Parisian air that young Mrs Moffat would be entirely
+eclipsed by young Mrs Laurence and that her ladyship was altogether
+a most elegant and graceful woman  Jo thought as she watched the
+pair How well they look together  I was right and Laurie has found
+the beautiful accomplished girl who will become his home better than
+clumsy old Jo and be a pride not a torment to him  Mrs March and
+her husband smiled and nodded at each other with happy faces for they
+saw that their youngest had done well not only in worldly things but
+the better wealth of love confidence and happiness
+
+For Amys face was full of the soft brightness which betokens a
+peaceful heart her voice had a new tenderness in it and the cool
+prim carriage was changed to a gentle dignity both womanly and
+winning No little affectations marred it and the cordial sweetness of
+her manner was more charming than the new beauty or the old grace for
+it stamped her at once with the unmistakable sign of the true
+gentlewoman she had hoped to become
+
+Love has done much for our little girl said her mother softly
+
+She has had a good example before her all her life my dear Mr
+March whispered back with a loving look at the worn face and gray head
+beside him
+
+Daisy found it impossible to keep her eyes off her pitty aunty but
+attached herself like a lap dog to the wonderful chatelaine full of
+delightful charms  Demi paused to consider the new relationship before
+he compromised himself by the rash acceptance of a bribe which took
+the tempting form of a family of wooden bears from Berne A flank
+movement produced an unconditional surrender however for Laurie knew
+where to have him
+
+Young man when I first had the honor of making your acquaintance you
+hit me in the face  Now I demand the satisfaction of a gentleman and
+with that the tall uncle proceeded to toss and tousle the small nephew
+in a way that damaged his philosophical dignity as much as it delighted
+his boyish soul
+
+Blest if she aint in silk from head to foot aint it a relishin
+sight to see her settin there as fine as a fiddle and hear folks
+calling little Amy Mis  Laurence muttered old Hannah who could
+not resist frequent peeks through the slide as she set the table in a
+most decidedly promiscuous manner
+
+Mercy on us how they did talk first one then the other then all
+burst out together trying to tell the history of three years in half
+an hour  It was fortunate that tea was at hand to produce a lull and
+provide refreshment for they would have been hoarse and faint if they
+had gone on much longer  Such a happy procession as filed away into
+the little dining room Mr March proudly escorted Mrs Laurence  Mrs
+March as proudly leaned on the arm of my son The old gentleman took
+Jo with a whispered You must be my girl now and a glance at the
+empty corner by the fire that made Jo whisper back Ill try to fill
+her place sir
+
+The twins pranced behind feeling that the millennium was at hand for
+everyone was so busy with the newcomers that they were left to revel at
+their own sweet will and you may be sure they made the most of the
+opportunity  Didnt they steal sips of tea stuff gingerbread ad
+libitum get a hot biscuit apiece and as a crowning trespass didnt
+they each whisk a captivating little tart into their tiny pockets
+there to stick and crumble treacherously teaching them that both human
+nature and a pastry are frail Burdened with the guilty consciousness
+of the sequestered tarts and fearing that Dodos sharp eyes would
+pierce the thin disguise of cambric and merino which hid their booty
+the little sinners attached themselves to Dranpa who hadnt his
+spectacles on  Amy who was handed about like refreshments returned
+to the parlor on Father Laurences arm  The others paired off as
+before and this arrangement left Jo companionless  She did not mind
+it at the minute for she lingered to answer Hannahs eager inquiry
+
+Will Miss Amy ride in her coop (coupe) and use all them lovely silver
+dishes thats stored away over yander
+
+Shouldnt wonder if she drove six white horses ate off gold plate
+and wore diamonds and point lace every day  Teddy thinks nothing too
+good for her returned Jo with infinite satisfaction
+
+No more there is  Will you have hash or fishballs for breakfast
+asked Hannah who wisely mingled poetry and prose
+
+I dont care and Jo shut the door feeling that food was an
+uncongenial topic just then  She stood a minute looking at the party
+vanishing above and as Demis short plaid legs toiled up the last
+stair a sudden sense of loneliness came over her so strongly that she
+looked about her with dim eyes as if to find something to lean upon
+for even Teddy had deserted her  If she had known what birthday gift
+was coming every minute nearer and nearer she would not have said to
+herself Ill weep a little weep when I go to bed It wont do to be
+dismal now  Then she drew her hand over her eyes for one of her
+boyish habits was never to know where her handkerchief was and had
+just managed to call up a smile when there came a knock at the porch
+door
+
+She opened with hospitable haste and started as if another ghost had
+come to surprise her for there stood a tall bearded gentleman beaming
+on her from the darkness like a midnight sun
+
+Oh Mr Bhaer I am so glad to see you cried Jo with a clutch as
+if she feared the night would swallow him up before she could get him
+in
+
+And I to see Miss Marsch but no you haf a party and the Professor
+paused as the sound of voices and the tap of dancing feet came down to
+them
+
+No we havent only the family  My sister and friends have just come
+home and we are all very happy  Come in and make one of us
+
+Though a very social man I think Mr Bhaer would have gone decorously
+away and come again another day but how could he when Jo shut the
+door behind him and bereft him of his hat Perhaps her face had
+something to do with it for she forgot to hide her joy at seeing him
+and showed it with a frankness that proved irresistible to the solitary
+man whose welcome far exceeded his boldest hopes
+
+If I shall not be Monsieur de Trop I will so gladly see them all
+You haf been ill my friend
+
+He put the question abruptly for as Jo hung up his coat the light
+fell on her face and he saw a change in it
+
+Not ill but tired and sorrowful  We have had trouble since I saw you
+last
+
+Ah yes I know  My heart was sore for you when I heard that and he
+shook hands again with such a sympathetic face that Jo felt as if no
+comfort could equal the look of the kind eyes the grasp of the big
+warm hand
+
+Father Mother this is my friend Professor Bhaer she said with a
+face and tone of such irrepressible pride and pleasure that she might
+as well have blown a trumpet and opened the door with a flourish
+
+If the stranger had any doubts about his reception they were set at
+rest in a minute by the cordial welcome he received Everyone greeted
+him kindly for Jos sake at first but very soon they liked him for
+his own  They could not help it for he carried the talisman that
+opens all hearts and these simple people warmed to him at once
+feeling even the more friendly because he was poor  For poverty
+enriches those who live above it and is a sure passport to truly
+hospitable spirits  Mr Bhaer sat looking about him with the air of a
+traveler who knocks at a strange door and when it opens finds himself
+at home  The children went to him like bees to a honeypot and
+establishing themselves on each knee proceeded to captivate him by
+rifling his pockets pulling his beard and investigating his watch
+with juvenile audacity  The women telegraphed their approval to one
+another and Mr March feeling that he had got a kindred spirit
+opened his choicest stores for his guests benefit while silent John
+listened and enjoyed the talk but said not a word and Mr Laurence
+found it impossible to go to sleep
+
+If Jo had not been otherwise engaged Lauries behavior would have
+amused her for a faint twinge not of jealousy but something like
+suspicion caused that gentleman to stand aloof at first and observe
+the newcomer with brotherly circumspection But it did not last long
+He got interested in spite of himself and before he knew it was drawn
+into the circle  For Mr Bhaer talked well in this genial atmosphere
+and did himself justice He seldom spoke to Laurie but he looked at
+him often and a shadow would pass across his face as if regretting
+his own lost youth as he watched the young man in his prime  Then his
+eyes would turn to Jo so wistfully that she would have surely answered
+the mute inquiry if she had seen it  But Jo had her own eyes to take
+care of and feeling that they could not be trusted she prudently kept
+them on the little sock she was knitting like a model maiden aunt
+
+A stealthy glance now and then refreshed her like sips of fresh water
+after a dusty walk for the sidelong peeps showed her several
+propitious omens  Mr Bhaers face had lost the absent minded
+expression and looked all alive with interest in the present moment
+actually young and handsome she thought forgetting to compare him
+with Laurie as she usually did strange men to their great detriment
+Then he seemed quite inspired though the burial customs of the
+ancients to which the conversation had strayed might not be
+considered an exhilarating topic Jo quite glowed with triumph when
+Teddy got quenched in an argument and thought to herself as she
+watched her fathers absorbed face How he would enjoy having such a
+man as my Professor to talk with every day  Lastly Mr Bhaer was
+dressed in a new suit of black which made him look more like a
+gentleman than ever  His bushy hair had been cut and smoothly brushed
+but didnt stay in order long for in exciting moments he rumpled it
+up in the droll way he used to do and Jo liked it rampantly erect
+better than flat because she thought it gave his fine forehead a
+Jove like aspect  Poor Jo how she did glorify that plain man as she
+sat knitting away so quietly yet letting nothing escape her not even
+the fact that Mr Bhaer actually had gold sleeve buttons in his
+immaculate wristbands
+
+Dear old fellow  He couldnt have got himself up with more care if
+hed been going a wooing said Jo to herself and then a sudden
+thought born of the words made her blush so dreadfully that she had to
+drop her ball and go down after it to hide her face
+
+The maneuver did not succeed as well as she expected however for
+though just in the act of setting fire to a funeral pyre the Professor
+dropped his torch metaphorically speaking and made a dive after the
+little blue ball  Of course they bumped their heads smartly together
+saw stars and both came up flushed and laughing without the ball to
+resume their seats wishing they had not left them
+
+Nobody knew where the evening went to for Hannah skillfully abstracted
+the babies at an early hour nodding like two rosy poppies and Mr
+Laurence went home to rest  The others sat round the fire talking
+away utterly regardless of the lapse of time till Meg whose maternal
+mind was impressed with a firm conviction that Daisy had tumbled out of
+bed and Demi set his nightgown afire studying the structure of
+matches made a move to go
+
+We must have our sing in the good old way for we are all together
+again once more said Jo feeling that a good shout would be a safe
+and pleasant vent for the jubilant emotions of her soul
+
+They were not all there  But no one found the words thoughtless or
+untrue for Beth still seemed among them a peaceful presence
+invisible but dearer than ever since death could not break the
+household league that love made dissoluble  The little chair stood in
+its old place  The tidy basket with the bit of work she left
+unfinished when the needle grew so heavy was still on its accustomed
+shelf  The beloved instrument seldom touched now had not been moved
+and above it Beths face serene and smiling as in the early days
+looked down upon them seeming to say Be happy  I am here
+
+Play something Amy  Let them hear how much you have improved said
+Laurie with pardonable pride in his promising pupil
+
+But Amy whispered with full eyes as she twirled the faded stool Not
+tonight dear  I cant show off tonight
+
+But she did show something better than brilliancy or skill for she
+sang Beths songs with a tender music in her voice which the best
+master could not have taught and touched the listeners hearts with a
+sweeter power than any other inspiration could have given her  The
+room was very still when the clear voice failed suddenly at the last
+line of Beths favorite hymn  It was hard to say
+
+    Earth hath no sorrow that heaven cannot heal
+
+and Amy leaned against her husband who stood behind her feeling that
+her welcome home was not quite perfect without Beths kiss
+
+Now we must finish with Mignons song for Mr Bhaer sings that
+said Jo before the pause grew painful  And Mr Bhaer cleared his
+throat with a gratified Hem as he stepped into the corner where Jo
+stood saying
+
+You will sing with me  We go excellently well together
+
+A pleasing fiction by the way for Jo had no more idea of music than a
+grasshopper  But she would have consented if he had proposed to sing a
+whole opera and warbled away blissfully regardless of time and tune
+It didnt much matter for Mr Bhaer sang like a true German heartily
+and well and Jo soon subsided into a subdued hum that she might
+listen to the mellow voice that seemed to sing for her alone
+
+    Knowst thou the land where the citron blooms
+
+used to be the Professors favorite line for das land meant Germany
+to him but now he seemed to dwell with peculiar warmth and melody
+upon the words
+
+    There oh there might I with thee
+    O my beloved go
+
+and one listener was so thrilled by the tender invitation that she
+longed to say she did know the land and would joyfully depart thither
+whenever he liked
+
+The song was considered a great success and the singer retired covered
+with laurels  But a few minutes afterward he forgot his manners
+entirely and stared at Amy putting on her bonnet for she had been
+introduced simply as my sister and no one had called her by her new
+name since he came  He forgot himself still further when Laurie said
+in his most gracious manner at parting
+
+My wife and I are very glad to meet you sir  Please remember that
+there is always a welcome waiting for you over the way
+
+Then the Professor thanked him so heartily and looked so suddenly
+illuminated with satisfaction that Laurie thought him the most
+delightfully demonstrative old fellow he ever met
+
+I too shall go but I shall gladly come again if you will gif me
+leave dear madame for a little business in the city will keep me here
+some days
+
+He spoke to Mrs March but he looked at Jo and the mothers voice
+gave as cordial an assent as did the daughters eyes for Mrs March
+was not so blind to her childrens interest as Mrs Moffat supposed
+
+I suspect that is a wise man remarked Mr March with placid
+satisfaction from the hearthrug after the last guest had gone
+
+I know he is a good one added Mrs March with decided approval as
+she wound up the clock
+
+I thought youd like him was all Jo said as she slipped away to her
+bed
+
+She wondered what the business was that brought Mr Bhaer to the city
+and finally decided that he had been appointed to some great honor
+somewhere but had been too modest to mention the fact  If she had
+seen his face when safe in his own room he looked at the picture of a
+severe and rigid young lady with a good deal of hair who appeared to
+be gazing darkly into futurity it might have thrown some light upon
+the subject especially when he turned off the gas and kissed the
+picture in the dark
+
+
+
+CHAPTER FORTY FOUR
+
+MY LORD AND LADY
+
+Please Madam Mother could you lend me my wife for half an hour  The
+luggage has come and Ive been making hay of Amys Paris finery
+trying to find some things I want said Laurie coming in the next day
+to find Mrs Laurence sitting in her mothers lap as if being made
+the baby again
+
+Certainly  Go dear I forgot that you have any home but this and
+Mrs March pressed the white hand that wore the wedding ring as if
+asking pardon for her maternal covetousness
+
+I shouldnt have come over if I could have helped it but I cant get
+on without my little woman any more than a
+
+Weathercock can without the wind suggested Jo as he paused for a
+simile  Jo had grown quite her own saucy self again since Teddy came
+home
+
+Exactly for Amy keeps me pointing due west most of the time with
+only an occasional whiffle round to the south and I havent had an
+easterly spell since I was married  Dont know anything about the
+north but am altogether salubrious and balmy hey my lady
+
+Lovely weather so far  I dont know how long it will last but Im
+not afraid of storms for Im learning how to sail my ship  Come home
+dear and Ill find your bootjack  I suppose thats what you are
+rummaging after among my things  Men are so helpless Mother said
+Amy with a matronly air which delighted her husband
+
+What are you going to do with yourselves after you get settled asked
+Jo buttoning Amys cloak as she used to button her pinafores
+
+We have our plans  We dont mean to say much about them yet because
+we are such very new brooms but we dont intend to be idle  Im going
+into business with a devotion that shall delight Grandfather and prove
+to him that Im not spoiled  I need something of the sort to keep me
+steady  Im tired of dawdling and mean to work like a man
+
+And Amy what is she going to do asked Mrs March well pleased at
+Lauries decision and the energy with which he spoke
+
+After doing the civil all round and airing our best bonnet we shall
+astonish you by the elegant hospitalities of our mansion the brilliant
+society we shall draw about us and the beneficial influence we shall
+exert over the world at large  Thats about it isnt it Madame
+Recamier asked Laurie with a quizzical look at Amy
+
+Time will show  Come away Impertinence and dont shock my family by
+calling me names before their faces answered Amy resolving that
+there should be a home with a good wife in it before she set up a salon
+as a queen of society
+
+How happy those children seem together observed Mr March finding
+it difficult to become absorbed in his Aristotle after the young couple
+had gone
+
+Yes and I think it will last added Mrs March with the restful
+expression of a pilot who has brought a ship safely into port
+
+I know it will  Happy Amy and Jo sighed then smiled brightly as
+Professor Bhaer opened the gate with an impatient push
+
+Later in the evening when his mind had been set at rest about the
+bootjack Laurie said suddenly to his wife Mrs Laurence
+
+My Lord
+
+That man intends to marry our Jo
+
+I hope so dont you dear
+
+Well my love I consider him a trump in the fullest sense of that
+expressive word but I do wish he was a little younger and a good deal
+richer
+
+Now Laurie dont be too fastidious and worldly minded If they love
+one another it doesnt matter a particle how old they are nor how poor
+Women never should marry for money Amy caught herself up short as
+the words escaped her and looked at her husband who replied with
+malicious gravity
+
+Certainly not though you do hear charming girls say that they intend
+to do it sometimes  If my memory serves me you once thought it your
+duty to make a rich match  That accounts perhaps for your marrying a
+good for nothing like me
+
+Oh my dearest boy dont dont say that  I forgot you were rich
+when I said Yes  Id have married you if you hadnt a penny and I
+sometimes wish you were poor that I might show how much I love you
+And Amy who was very dignified in public and very fond in private
+gave convincing proofs of the truth of her words
+
+You dont really think I am such a mercenary creature as I tried to be
+once do you  It would break my heart if you didnt believe that Id
+gladly pull in the same boat with you even if you had to get your
+living by rowing on the lake
+
+Am I an idiot and a brute  How could I think so when you refused a
+richer man for me and wont let me give you half I want to now when I
+have the right  Girls do it every day poor things and are taught to
+think it is their only salvation but you had better lessons and
+though I trembled for you at one time I was not disappointed for the
+daughter was true to the mothers teaching  I told Mamma so yesterday
+and she looked as glad and grateful as if Id given her a check for a
+million to be spent in charity  You are not listening to my moral
+remarks Mrs Laurence and Laurie paused for Amys eyes had an
+absent look though fixed upon his face
+
+Yes I am and admiring the mole in your chin at the same time  I
+dont wish to make you vain but I must confess that Im prouder of my
+handsome husband than of all his money Dont laugh but your nose is
+such a comfort to me and Amy softly caressed the well cut feature
+with artistic satisfaction
+
+Laurie had received many compliments in his life but never one that
+suited him better as he plainly showed though he did laugh at his
+wifes peculiar taste while she said slowly May I ask you a
+question dear
+
+Of course you may
+
+Shall you care if Jo does marry Mr Bhaer
+
+Oh thats the trouble is it  I thought there was something in the
+dimple that didnt quite suit you  Not being a dog in the manger but
+the happiest fellow alive I assure you I can dance at Jos wedding
+with a heart as light as my heels  Do you doubt it my darling
+
+Amy looked up at him and was satisfied  Her little jealous fear
+vanished forever and she thanked him with a face full of love and
+confidence
+
+I wish we could do something for that capital old Professor Couldnt
+we invent a rich relation who shall obligingly die out there in
+Germany and leave him a tidy little fortune said Laurie when they
+began to pace up and down the long drawing room arm in arm as they
+were fond of doing in memory of the chateau garden
+
+Jo would find us out and spoil it all  She is very proud of him
+just as he is and said yesterday that she thought poverty was a
+beautiful thing
+
+Bless her dear heart  She wont think so when she has a literary
+husband and a dozen little professors and professorins to support  We
+wont interfere now but watch our chance and do them a good turn in
+spite of themselves  I owe Jo for a part of my education and she
+believes in peoples paying their honest debts so Ill get round her
+in that way
+
+How delightful it is to be able to help others isnt it That was
+always one of my dreams to have the power of giving freely and thanks
+to you the dream has come true
+
+Ah well do quantities of good wont we  Theres one sort of
+poverty that I particularly like to help  Out and out beggars get
+taken care of but poor gentle folks fare badly because they wont
+ask and people dont dare to offer charity Yet there are a thousand
+ways of helping them if one only knows how to do it so delicately that
+it does not offend  I must say I like to serve a decayed gentleman
+better than a blarnerying beggar  I suppose its wrong but I do
+though it is harder
+
+Because it takes a gentleman to do it added the other member of the
+domestic admiration society
+
+Thank you Im afraid I dont deserve that pretty compliment But I
+was going to say that while I was dawdling about abroad I saw a good
+many talented young fellows making all sorts of sacrifices and
+enduring real hardships that they might realize their dreams Splendid
+fellows some of them working like heros  poor and friendless but so
+full of courage patience and ambition that I was ashamed of myself
+and longed to give them a right good lift  Those are people whom its
+a satisfaction to help for if theyve got genius its an honor to be
+allowed to serve them and not let it be lost or delayed for want of
+fuel to keep the pot boiling  If they havent its a pleasure to
+comfort the poor souls and keep them from despair when they find it
+out
+
+Yes indeed and theres another class who cant ask and who suffer
+in silence  I know something of it for I belonged to it before you
+made a princess of me as the king does the beggarmaid in the old
+story  Ambitious girls have a hard time Laurie and often have to see
+youth health and precious opportunities go by just for want of a
+little help at the right minute  People have been very kind to me and
+whenever I see girls struggling along as we used to do I want to put
+out my hand and help them as I was helped
+
+And so you shall like an angel as you are cried Laurie resolving
+with a glow of philanthropic zeal to found and endow an institution
+for the express benefit of young women with artistic tendencies  Rich
+people have no right to sit down and enjoy themselves or let their
+money accumulate for others to waste  Its not half so sensible to
+leave legacies when one dies as it is to use the money wisely while
+alive and enjoy making ones fellow creatures happy with it  Well
+have a good time ourselves and add an extra relish to our own pleasure
+by giving other people a generous taste  Will you be a little Dorcas
+going about emptying a big basket of comforts and filling it up with
+good deeds
+
+With all my heart if you will be a brave St  Martin stopping as you
+ride gallantly through the world to share your cloak with the beggar
+
+Its a bargain and we shall get the best of it
+
+So the young pair shook hands upon it and then paced happily on again
+feeling that their pleasant home was more homelike because they hoped
+to brighten other homes believing that their own feet would walk more
+uprightly along the flowery path before them if they smoothed rough
+ways for other feet and feeling that their hearts were more closely
+knit together by a love which could tenderly remember those less blest
+than they
+
+
+
+CHAPTER FORTY FIVE
+
+DAISY AND DEMI
+
+I cannot feel that I have done my duty as humble historian of the March
+family without devoting at least one chapter to the two most precious
+and important members of it  Daisy and Demi had now arrived at years
+of discretion for in this fast age babies of three or four assert
+their rights and get them too which is more than many of their
+elders do  If there ever were a pair of twins in danger of being
+utterly spoiled by adoration it was these prattling Brookes  Of
+course they were the most remarkable children ever born as will be
+shown when I mention that they walked at eight months talked fluently
+at twelve months and at two years they took their places at table and
+behaved with a propriety which charmed all beholders At three Daisy
+demanded a needler and actually made a bag with four stitches in it
+She likewise set up housekeeping in the sideboard and managed a
+microscopic cooking stove with a skill that brought tears of pride to
+Hannahs eyes while Demi learned his letters with his grandfather who
+invented a new mode of teaching the alphabet by forming letters with
+his arms and legs thus uniting gymnastics for head and heels  The boy
+early developed a mechanical genius which delighted his father and
+distracted his mother for he tried to imitate every machine he saw
+and kept the nursery in a chaotic condition with his sewinsheen a
+mysterious structure of string chairs clothespins and spools for
+wheels to go wound and wound  Also a basket hung over the back of a
+chair in which he vainly tried to hoist his too confiding sister who
+with feminine devotion allowed her little head to be bumped till
+rescued when the young inventor indignantly remarked Why Marmar
+dats my lellywaiter and mes trying to pull her up
+
+Though utterly unlike in character the twins got on remarkably well
+together and seldom quarreled more than thrice a day  Of course Demi
+tyrannized over Daisy and gallantly defended her from every other
+aggressor while Daisy made a galley slave of herself and adored her
+brother as the one perfect being in the world  A rosy chubby
+sunshiny little soul was Daisy who found her way to everybodys heart
+and nestled there  One of the captivating children who seem made to
+be kissed and cuddled adorned and adored like little goddesses and
+produced for general approval on all festive occasions Her small
+virtues were so sweet that she would have been quite angelic if a few
+small naughtinesses had not kept her delightfully human  It was all
+fair weather in her world and every morning she scrambled up to the
+window in her little nightgown to look out and say no matter whether
+it rained or shone Oh pitty day oh pitty day Everyone was a
+friend and she offered kisses to a stranger so confidingly that the
+most inveterate bachelor relented and baby lovers became faithful
+worshipers
+
+Me loves evvybody she once said opening her arms with her spoon in
+one hand and her mug in the other as if eager to embrace and nourish
+the whole world
+
+As she grew her mother began to feel that the Dovecote would be
+blessed by the presence of an inmate as serene and loving as that which
+had helped to make the old house home and to pray that she might be
+spared a loss like that which had lately taught them how long they had
+entertained an angel unawares  Her grandfather often called her
+Beth and her grandmother watched over her with untiring devotion as
+if trying to atone for some past mistake which no eye but her own
+could see
+
+Demi like a true Yankee was of an inquiring turn wanting to know
+everything and often getting much disturbed because he could not get
+satisfactory answers to his perpetual What for
+
+He also possessed a philosophic bent to the great delight of his
+grandfather who used to hold Socratic conversations with him in which
+the precocious pupil occasionally posed his teacher to the undisguised
+satisfaction of the womenfolk
+
+What makes my legs go Dranpa asked the young philosopher surveying
+those active portions of his frame with a meditative air while resting
+after a go to bed frolic one night
+
+Its your little mind Demi replied the sage stroking the yellow
+head respectfully
+
+What is a little mine
+
+It is something which makes your body move as the spring made the
+wheels go in my watch when I showed it to you
+
+Open me  I want to see it go wound
+
+I cant do that any more than you could open the watch  God winds you
+up and you go till He stops you
+
+Does I and Demis brown eyes grew big and bright as he took in the
+new thought  Is I wounded up like the watch
+
+Yes but I cant show you how for it is done when we dont see
+
+Demi felt his back as if expecting to find it like that of the watch
+and then gravely remarked I dess Dod does it when Is asleep
+
+A careful explanation followed to which he listened so attentively
+that his anxious grandmother said My dear do you think it wise to
+talk about such things to that baby  Hes getting great bumps over his
+eyes and learning to ask the most unanswerable questions
+
+If he is old enough to ask the question he is old enough to receive
+true answers  I am not putting the thoughts into his head but helping
+him unfold those already there  These children are wiser than we are
+and I have no doubt the boy understands every word I have said to him
+Now Demi tell me where you keep your mind
+
+If the boy had replied like Alcibiades By the gods Socrates I
+cannot tell his grandfather would not have been surprised but when
+after standing a moment on one leg like a meditative young stork he
+answered in a tone of calm conviction In my little belly the old
+gentleman could only join in Grandmas laugh and dismiss the class in
+metaphysics
+
+There might have been cause for maternal anxiety if Demi had not given
+convincing proofs that he was a true boy as well as a budding
+philosopher for often after a discussion which caused Hannah to
+prophesy with ominous nods That child aint long for this world he
+would turn about and set her fears at rest by some of the pranks with
+which dear dirty naughty little rascals distract and delight their
+parents souls
+
+Meg made many moral rules and tried to keep them but what mother was
+ever proof against the winning wiles the ingenious evasions or the
+tranquil audacity of the miniature men and women who so early show
+themselves accomplished Artful Dodgers
+
+No more raisins Demi  Theyll make you sick says Mamma to the
+young person who offers his services in the kitchen with unfailing
+regularity on plum pudding day
+
+Me likes to be sick
+
+I dont want to have you so run away and help Daisy make patty cakes
+
+He reluctantly departs but his wrongs weigh upon his spirit and
+by and by when an opportunity comes to redress them he outwits Mamma
+by a shrewd bargain
+
+Now you have been good children and Ill play anything you like
+says Meg as she leads her assistant cooks upstairs when the pudding
+is safely bouncing in the pot
+
+Truly Marmar asks Demi with a brilliant idea in his well powdered
+head
+
+Yes truly  Anything you say replies the shortsighted parent
+preparing herself to sing The Three Little Kittens half a dozen
+times over or to take her family to Buy a penny bun regardless of
+wind or limb  But Demi corners her by the cool reply
+
+Then well go and eat up all the raisins
+
+Aunt Dodo was chief playmate and confidante of both children and the
+trio turned the little house topsy turvy  Aunt Amy was as yet only a
+name to them Aunt Beth soon faded into a pleasantly vague memory but
+Aunt Dodo was a living reality and they made the most of her for
+which compliment she was deeply grateful  But when Mr Bhaer came Jo
+neglected her playfellows and dismay and desolation fell upon their
+little souls  Daisy who was fond of going about peddling kisses lost
+her best customer and became bankrupt  Demi with infantile
+penetration soon discovered that Dodo like to play with the bear man
+better than she did him but though hurt he concealed his anguish for
+he hadnt the heart to insult a rival who kept a mine of chocolate
+drops in his waistcoat pocket and a watch that could be taken out of
+its case and freely shaken by ardent admirers
+
+Some persons might have considered these pleasing liberties as bribes
+but Demi didnt see it in that light and continued to patronize the
+the bear man with pensive affability while Daisy bestowed her small
+affections upon him at the third call and considered his shoulder her
+throne his arm her refuge his gifts treasures surpassing worth
+
+Gentlemen are sometimes seized with sudden fits of admiration for the
+young relatives of ladies whom they honor with their regard but this
+counterfeit philoprogenitiveness sits uneasily upon them and does not
+deceive anybody a particle  Mr Bhaers devotion was sincere however
+likewise effective for honesty is the best policy in love as in law
+He was one of the men who are at home with children and looked
+particularly well when little faces made a pleasant contrast with his
+manly one  His business whatever it was detained him from day to
+day but evening seldom failed to bring him out to see well he always
+asked for Mr March so I suppose he was the attraction  The excellent
+papa labored under the delusion that he was and reveled in long
+discussions with the kindred spirit till a chance remark of his more
+observing grandson suddenly enlightened him
+
+Mr Bhaer came in one evening to pause on the threshold of the study
+astonished by the spectacle that met his eye  Prone upon the floor lay
+Mr March with his respectable legs in the air and beside him
+likewise prone was Demi trying to imitate the attitude with his own
+short scarlet stockinged legs both grovelers so seriously absorbed
+that they were unconscious of spectators till Mr Bhaer laughed his
+sonorous laugh and Jo cried out with a scandalized face
+
+Father Father heres the Professor
+
+Down went the black legs and up came the gray head as the preceptor
+said with undisturbed dignity Good evening Mr Bhaer Excuse me for
+a moment  We are just finishing our lesson  Now Demi make the
+letter and tell its name
+
+I knows him and after a few convulsive efforts the red legs took
+the shape of a pair of compasses and the intelligent pupil
+triumphantly shouted Its a We Dranpa its a We
+
+Hes a born Weller laughed Jo as her parent gathered himself up
+and her nephew tried to stand on his head as the only mode of
+expressing his satisfaction that school was over
+
+What have you been at today bubchen asked Mr Bhaer picking up the
+gymnast
+
+Me went to see little Mary
+
+And what did you there
+
+I kissed her began Demi with artless frankness
+
+Prut  Thou beginnest early  What did the little Mary say to that
+asked Mr Bhaer continuing to confess the young sinner who stood upon
+the knee exploring the waistcoat pocket
+
+Oh she liked it and she kissed me and I liked it  Dont little
+boys like little girls asked Demi with his mouth full and an air of
+bland satisfaction
+
+You precocious chick  Who put that into your head said Jo enjoying
+the innocent revelation as much as the Professor
+
+Tisnt in mine head its in mine mouf answered literal Demi
+putting out his tongue with a chocolate drop on it thinking she
+alluded to confectionery not ideas
+
+Thou shouldst save some for the little friend  Sweets to the sweet
+mannling and Mr Bhaer offered Jo some with a look that made her
+wonder if chocolate was not the nectar drunk by the gods  Demi also
+saw the smile was impressed by it and artlessy inquired  
+
+Do great boys like great girls to Fessor
+
+Like young Washington Mr Bhaer couldnt tell a lie so he gave the
+somewhat vague reply that he believed they did sometimes in a tone
+that made Mr March put down his clothesbrush glance at Jos retiring
+face and then sink into his chair looking as if the precocious
+chick had put an idea into his head that was both sweet and sour
+
+Why Dodo when she caught him in the china closet half an hour
+afterward nearly squeezed the breath out of his little body with a
+tender embrace instead of shaking him for being there and why she
+followed up this novel performance by the unexpected gift of a big
+slice of bread and jelly remained one of the problems over which Demi
+puzzled his small wits and was forced to leave unsolved forever
+
+
+
+CHAPTER FORTY SIX
+
+UNDER THE UMBRELLA
+
+While Laurie and Amy were taking conjugal strolls over velvet carpets
+as they set their house in order and planned a blissful future Mr
+Bhaer and Jo were enjoying promenades of a different sort along muddy
+roads and sodden fields
+
+I always do take a walk toward evening and I dont know why I should
+give it up just because I happen to meet the Professor on his way
+out said Jo to herself after two or three encounters for though
+there were two paths to Megs whichever one she took she was sure to
+meet him either going or returning He was always walking rapidly and
+never seemed to see her until quite close when he would look as if his
+short sighted eyes had failed to recognize the approaching lady till
+that moment  Then if she was going to Megs he always had something
+for the babies  If her face was turned homeward he had merely
+strolled down to see the river and was just returning unless they
+were tired of his frequent calls
+
+Under the circumstances what could Jo do but greet him civilly and
+invite him in  If she was tired of his visits she concealed her
+weariness with perfect skill and took care that there should be coffee
+for supper as Friedrich I mean Mr Bhaer doesnt like tea
+
+By the second week everyone knew perfectly well what was going on yet
+everyone tried to look as if they were stone blind to the changes in
+Jos face  They never asked why she sang about her work did up her
+hair three times a day and got so blooming with her evening exercise
+And no one seemed to have the slightest suspicion that Professor Bhaer
+while talking philosophy with the father was giving the daughter
+lessons in love
+
+Jo couldnt even lose her heart in a decorous manner but sternly tried
+to quench her feelings and failing to do so led a somewhat agitated
+life  She was mortally afraid of being laughed at for surrendering
+after her many and vehement declarations of independence  Laurie was
+her especial dread but thanks to the new manager he behaved with
+praiseworthy propriety never called Mr Bhaer a capital old fellow
+in public never alluded in the remotest manner to Jos improved
+appearance or expressed the least surprise at seeing the Professors
+hat on the Marches table nearly every evening  But he exulted in
+private and longed for the time to come when he could give Jo a piece
+of plate with a bear and a ragged staff on it as an appropriate coat
+of arms
+
+For a fortnight the Professor came and went with lover like
+regularity  Then he stayed away for three whole days and made no
+sign a proceeding which caused everybody to look sober and Jo to
+become pensive at first and then alas for romance very cross
+
+Disgusted I dare say and gone home as suddenly as he came Its
+nothing to me of course but I should think he would have come and bid
+us goodbye like a gentleman she said to herself with a despairing
+look at the gate as she put on her things for the customary walk one
+dull afternoon
+
+Youd better take the little umbrella dear  It looks like rain
+said her mother observing that she had on her new bonnet but not
+alluding to the fact
+
+Yes Marmee do you want anything in town  Ive got to run in and get
+some paper returned Jo pulling out the bow under her chin before the
+glass as an excuse for not looking at her mother
+
+Yes I want some twilled silesia a paper of number nine needles and
+two yards of narrow lavender ribbon  Have you got your thick boots on
+and something warm under your cloak
+
+I believe so answered Jo absently
+
+If you happen to meet Mr Bhaer bring him home to tea I quite long
+to see the dear man added Mrs March
+
+Jo heard that but made no answer except to kiss her mother and walk
+rapidly away thinking with a glow of gratitude in spite of her
+heartache How good she is to me What do girls do who havent any
+mothers to help them through their troubles
+
+The dry goods stores were not down among the counting houses banks
+and wholesale warerooms where gentlemen most do congregate but Jo
+found herself in that part of the city before she did a single errand
+loitering along as if waiting for someone examining engineering
+instruments in one window and samples of wool in another with most
+unfeminine interest tumbling over barrels being half smothered by
+descending bales and hustled unceremoniously by busy men who looked as
+if they wondered how the deuce she got there  A drop of rain on her
+cheek recalled her thoughts from baffled hopes to ruined ribbons  For
+the drops continued to fall and being a woman as well as a lover she
+felt that though it was too late to save her heart she might her
+bonnet  Now she remembered the little umbrella which she had
+forgotten to take in her hurry to be off but regret was unavailing
+and nothing could be done but borrow one or submit to a drenching  She
+looked up at the lowering sky down at the crimson bow already flecked
+with black forward along the muddy street then one long lingering
+look behind at a certain grimy warehouse with Hoffmann Swartz &
+Co over the door and said to herself with a sternly reproachful
+air
+
+It serves me right what business had I to put on all my best things
+and come philandering down here hoping to see the Professor  Jo Im
+ashamed of you  No you shall not go there to borrow an umbrella or
+find out where he is from his friends You shall trudge away and do
+your errands in the rain and if you catch your death and ruin your
+bonnet its no more than you deserve  Now then
+
+With that she rushed across the street so impetuously that she narrowly
+escaped annihilation from a passing truck and precipitated herself
+into the arms of a stately old gentleman who said I beg pardon
+maam and looked mortally offended  Somewhat daunted Jo righted
+herself spread her handkerchief over the devoted ribbons and putting
+temptation behind her hurried on with increasing dampness about the
+ankles and much clashing of umbrellas overhead  The fact that a
+somewhat dilapidated blue one remained stationary above the unprotected
+bonnet attracted her attention and looking up she saw Mr Bhaer
+looking down
+
+I feel to know the strong minded lady who goes so bravely under many
+horse noses and so fast through much mud  What do you down here my
+friend
+
+Im shopping
+
+Mr Bhaer smiled as he glanced from the pickle factory on one side to
+the wholesale hide and leather concern on the other but he only said
+politely You haf no umbrella  May I go also and take for you the
+bundles
+
+Yes thank you
+
+Jos cheeks were as red as her ribbon and she wondered what he thought
+of her but she didnt care for in a minute she found herself walking
+away arm in arm with her Professor feeling as if the sun had suddenly
+burst out with uncommon brilliancy that the world was all right again
+and that one thoroughly happy woman was paddling through the wet that
+day
+
+We thought you had gone said Jo hastily for she knew he was looking
+at her  Her bonnet wasnt big enough to hide her face and she feared
+he might think the joy it betrayed unmaidenly
+
+Did you believe that I should go with no farewell to those who haf
+been so heavenly kind to me he asked so reproachfully that she felt
+as if she had insulted him by the suggestion and answered heartily
+
+No I didnt  I knew you were busy about your own affairs but we
+rather missed you Father and Mother especially
+
+And you
+
+Im always glad to see you sir
+
+In her anxiety to keep her voice quite calm Jo made it rather cool
+and the frosty little monosyllable at the end seemed to chill the
+Professor for his smile vanished as he said gravely
+
+I thank you and come one more time before I go
+
+You are going then
+
+I haf no longer any business here it is done
+
+Successfully I hope said Jo for the bitterness of disappointment
+was in that short reply of his
+
+I ought to think so for I haf a way opened to me by which I can make
+my bread and gif my Junglings much help
+
+Tell me please  I like to know all about the the boys said Jo
+eagerly
+
+That is so kind I gladly tell you  My friends find for me a place in
+a college where I teach as at home and earn enough to make the way
+smooth for Franz and Emil  For this I should be grateful should I
+not
+
+Indeed you should  How splendid it will be to have you doing what you
+like and be able to see you often and the boys cried Jo clinging
+to the lads as an excuse for the satisfaction she could not help
+betraying
+
+Ah  But we shall not meet often I fear this place is at the West
+
+So far away and Jo left her skirts to their fate as if it didnt
+matter now what became of her clothes or herself
+
+Mr Bhaer could read several languages but he had not learned to read
+women yet  He flattered himself that he knew Jo pretty well and was
+therefore much amazed by the contradictions of voice face and
+manner which she showed him in rapid succession that day for she was
+in half a dozen different moods in the course of half an hour  When
+she met him she looked surprised though it was impossible to help
+suspecting that she had come for that express purpose  When he offered
+her his arm she took it with a look that filled him with delight but
+when he asked if she missed him she gave such a chilly formal reply
+that despair fell upon him  On learning his good fortune she almost
+clapped her hands  Was the joy all for the boys Then on hearing his
+destination she said So far away in a tone of despair that lifted
+him on to a pinnacle of hope but the next minute she tumbled him down
+again by observing like one entirely absorbed in the matter
+
+Heres the place for my errands  Will you come in It wont take
+long
+
+Jo rather prided herself upon her shopping capabilities and
+particularly wished to impress her escort with the neatness and
+dispatch with which she would accomplish the business But owing to the
+flutter she was in everything went amiss She upset the tray of
+needles forgot the silesia was to be twilled till it was cut off
+gave the wrong change and covered herself with confusion by asking for
+lavender ribbon at the calico counter  Mr Bhaer stood by watching
+her blush and blunder and as he watched his own bewilderment seemed
+to subside for he was beginning to see that on some occasions women
+like dreams go by contraries
+
+When they came out he put the parcel under his arm with a more
+cheerful aspect and splashed through the puddles as if he rather
+enjoyed it on the whole
+
+Should we no do a little what you call shopping for the babies and
+haf a farewell feast tonight if I go for my last call at your so
+pleasant home he asked stopping before a window full of fruit and
+flowers
+
+What will we buy asked Jo ignoring the latter part of his speech
+and sniffing the mingled odors with an affectation of delight as they
+went in
+
+May they haf oranges and figs asked Mr Bhaer with a paternal air
+
+They eat them when they can get them
+
+Do you care for nuts
+
+Like a squirrel
+
+Hamburg grapes  Yes we shall drink to the Fatherland in those
+
+Jo frowned upon that piece of extravagance and asked why he didnt buy
+a frail of dates a cask of raisins and a bag of almonds and be done
+with it  Whereat Mr Bhaer confiscated her purse produced his own
+and finished the marketing by buying several pounds of grapes a pot of
+rosy daisies and a pretty jar of honey to be regarded in the light of
+a demijohn  Then distorting his pockets with knobby bundles and
+giving her the flowers to hold he put up the old umbrella and they
+traveled on again
+
+Miss Marsch I haf a great favor to ask of you began the Professor
+after a moist promenade of half a block
+
+Yes sir and Jos heart began to beat so hard she was afraid he
+would hear it
+
+I am bold to say it in spite of the rain because so short a time
+remains to me
+
+Yes sir and Jo nearly crushed the small flowerpot with the sudden
+squeeze she gave it
+
+I wish to get a little dress for my Tina and I am too stupid to go
+alone  Will you kindly gif me a word of taste and help
+
+Yes sir and Jo felt as calm and cool all of a sudden as if she had
+stepped into a refrigerator
+
+Perhaps also a shawl for Tinas mother she is so poor and sick and
+the husband is such a care  Yes yes a thick warm shawl would be a
+friendly thing to take the little mother
+
+Ill do it with pleasure Mr Bhaer  Im going very fast and hes
+getting dearer every minute added Jo to herself then with a mental
+shake she entered into the business with an energy that was pleasant to
+behold
+
+Mr Bhaer left it all to her so she chose a pretty gown for Tina and
+then ordered out the shawls  The clerk being a married man
+condescended to take an interest in the couple who appeared to be
+shopping for their family
+
+Your lady may prefer this  Its a superior article a most desirable
+color quite chaste and genteel he said shaking out a comfortable
+gray shawl and throwing it over Jos shoulders
+
+Does this suit you Mr Bhaer she asked turning her back to him
+and feeling deeply grateful for the chance of hiding her face
+
+Excellently well we will haf it answered the Professor smiling to
+himself as he paid for it while Jo continued to rummage the counters
+like a confirmed bargain hunter
+
+Now shall we go home he asked as if the words were very pleasant to
+him
+
+Yes its late and Im so tired Jos voice was more pathetic than
+she knew  For now the sun seemed to have gone in as suddenly as it
+came out and the world grew muddy and miserable again and for the
+first time she discovered that her feet were cold her head ached and
+that her heart was colder than the former fuller of pain than the
+latter  Mr Bhaer was going away he only cared for her as a friend
+it was all a mistake and the sooner it was over the better  With this
+idea in her head she hailed an approaching omnibus with such a hasty
+gesture that the daisies flew out of the pot and were badly damaged
+
+This is not our omniboos said the Professor waving the loaded
+vehicle away and stopping to pick up the poor little flowers
+
+I beg your pardon  I didnt see the name distinctly  Never mind I
+can walk  Im used to plodding in the mud returned Jo winking hard
+because she would have died rather than openly wipe her eyes
+
+Mr Bhaer saw the drops on her cheeks though she turned her head away
+The sight seemed to touch him very much for suddenly stooping down he
+asked in a tone that meant a great deal Hearts dearest why do you
+cry
+
+Now if Jo had not been new to this sort of thing she would have said
+she wasnt crying had a cold in her head or told any other feminine
+fib proper to the occasion  Instead of which that undignified
+creature answered with an irrepressible sob Because you are going
+away
+
+Ach mein Gott that is so good cried Mr Bhaer managing to clasp
+his hands in spite of the umbrella and the bundles Jo I haf nothing
+but much love to gif you  I came to see if you could care for it and
+I waited to be sure that I was something more than a friend  Am I
+Can you make a little place in your heart for old Fritz he added all
+in one breath
+
+Oh yes said Jo and he was quite satisfied for she folded both
+hands over his arm and looked up at him with an expression that
+plainly showed how happy she would be to walk through life beside him
+even though she had no better shelter than the old umbrella if he
+carried it
+
+It was certainly proposing under difficulties for even if he had
+desired to do so Mr Bhaer could not go down upon his knees on
+account of the mud  Neither could he offer Jo his hand except
+figuratively for both were full  Much less could he indulge in tender
+remonstrations in the open street though he was near it  So the only
+way in which he could express his rapture was to look at her with an
+expression which glorified his face to such a degree that there
+actually seemed to be little rainbows in the drops that sparkled on his
+beard  If he had not loved Jo very much I dont think he could have
+done it then for she looked far from lovely with her skirts in a
+deplorable state her rubber boots splashed to the ankle and her
+bonnet a ruin  Fortunately Mr Bhaer considered her the most
+beautiful woman living and she found him more Jove like than ever
+though his hatbrim was quite limp with the little rills trickling
+thence upon his shoulders (for he held the umbrella all over Jo) and
+every finger of his gloves needed mending
+
+Passers by probably thought them a pair of harmless lunatics for they
+entirely forgot to hail a bus and strolled leisurely along oblivious
+of deepening dusk and fog  Little they cared what anybody thought for
+they were enjoying the happy hour that seldom comes but once in any
+life the magical moment which bestows youth on the old beauty on the
+plain wealth on the poor and gives human hearts a foretaste of
+heaven The Professor looked as if he had conquered a kingdom and the
+world had nothing more to offer him in the way of bliss  While Jo
+trudged beside him feeling as if her place had always been there and
+wondering how she ever could have chosen any other lot  Of course she
+was the first to speak intelligibly I mean for the emotional remarks
+which followed her impetuous Oh yes were not of a coherent or
+reportable character
+
+Friedrich why didnt you
+
+Ah heaven she gifs me the name that no one speaks since Minna died
+cried the Professor pausing in a puddle to regard her with grateful
+delight
+
+I always call you so to myself I forgot but I wont unless you like
+it
+
+Like it  It is more sweet to me than I can tell  Say thou also
+and I shall say your language is almost as beautiful as mine
+
+Isnt thou a little sentimental asked Jo privately thinking it a
+lovely monosyllable
+
+Sentimental Yes  Thank Gott we Germans believe in sentiment and
+keep ourselves young mit it  Your English you is so cold say
+thou hearts dearest it means so much to me pleaded Mr Bhaer
+more like a romantic student than a grave professor
+
+Well then why didnt thou tell me all this sooner asked Jo
+bashfully
+
+Now I shall haf to show thee all my heart and I so gladly will
+because thou must take care of it hereafter  See then my Jo ah the
+dear funny little name I had a wish to tell something the day I said
+goodbye in New York but I thought the handsome friend was betrothed to
+thee and so I spoke not  Wouldst thou have said Yes then if I had
+spoken
+
+I dont know  Im afraid not for I didnt have any heart just then
+
+Prut  That I do not believe  It was asleep till the fairy prince
+came through the wood and waked it up  Ah well Die erste Liebe ist
+die beste but that I should not expect
+
+Yes the first love is the best but be so contented for I never had
+another  Teddy was only a boy and soon got over his little fancy
+said Jo anxious to correct the Professors mistake
+
+Good  Then I shall rest happy and be sure that thou givest me all
+I haf waited so long I am grown selfish as thou wilt find
+Professorin
+
+I like that cried Jo delighted with her new name  Now tell me
+what brought you at last just when I wanted you
+
+This and Mr Bhaer took a little worn paper out of his waistcoat
+pocket
+
+Jo unfolded it and looked much abashed for it was one of her own
+contributions to a paper that paid for poetry which accounted for her
+sending it an occasional attempt
+
+How could that bring you she asked wondering what he meant
+
+I found it by chance  I knew it by the names and the initials and in
+it there was one little verse that seemed to call me  Read and find
+him  I will see that you go not in the wet
+
+
+    IN THE GARRET
+
+    Four little chests all in a row
+    Dim with dust and worn by time
+    All fashioned and filled long ago
+    By children now in their prime
+    Four little keys hung side by side
+    With faded ribbons brave and gay
+    When fastened there with childish pride
+    Long ago on a rainy day
+    Four little names one on each lid
+    Carved out by a boyish hand
+    And underneath there lieth hid
+    Histories of the happy band
+    Once playing here and pausing oft
+    To hear the sweet refrain
+    That came and went on the roof aloft
+    In the falling summer rain
+
+    Meg on the first lid smooth and fair
+    I look in with loving eyes
+    For folded here with well known care
+    A goodly gathering lies
+    The record of a peaceful life 
+    Gifts to gentle child and girl
+    A bridal gown lines to a wife
+    A tiny shoe a baby curl
+    No toys in this first chest remain
+    For all are carried away
+    In their old age to join again
+    In another small Megs play
+    Ah happy mother  Well I know
+    You hear like a sweet refrain
+    Lullabies ever soft and low
+    In the falling summer rain
+
+    Jo on the next lid scratched and worn
+    And within a motley store
+    Of headless dolls of schoolbooks torn
+    Birds and beasts that speak no more
+    Spoils brought home from the fairy ground
+    Only trod by youthful feet
+    Dreams of a future never found
+    Memories of a past still sweet
+    Half writ poems stories wild
+    April letters warm and cold
+    Diaries of a wilful child
+    Hints of a woman early old
+    A woman in a lonely home
+    Hearing like a sad refrain 
+    Be worthy love and love will come
+    In the falling summer rain
+
+    My Beth  the dust is always swept
+    From the lid that bears your name
+    As if by loving eyes that wept
+    By careful hands that often came
+    Death canonized for us one saint
+    Ever less human than divine
+    And still we lay with tender plaint
+    Relics in this household shrine 
+    The silver bell so seldom rung
+    The little cap which last she wore
+    The fair dead Catherine that hung
+    By angels borne above her door
+    The songs she sang without lament
+    In her prison house of pain
+    Forever are they sweetly blent
+    With the falling summer rain
+
+    Upon the last lids polished field 
+    Legend now both fair and true
+    A gallant knight bears on his shield
+    Amy in letters gold and blue
+    Within lie snoods that bound her hair
+    Slippers that have danced their last
+    Faded flowers laid by with care
+    Fans whose airy toils are past
+    Gay valentines all ardent flames
+    Trifles that have borne their part
+    In girlish hopes and fears and shames
+    The record of a maiden heart
+    Now learning fairer truer spells
+    Hearing like a blithe refrain
+    The silver sound of bridal bells
+    In the falling summer rain
+
+    Four little chests all in a row
+    Dim with dust and worn by time
+    Four women taught by weal and woe
+    To love and labor in their prime
+    Four sisters parted for an hour
+    None lost one only gone before
+    Made by loves immortal power
+    Nearest and dearest evermore
+    Oh when these hidden stores of ours
+    Lie open to the Fathers sight
+    May they be rich in golden hours
+    Deeds that show fairer for the light
+    Lives whose brave music long shall ring
+    Like a spirit stirring strain
+    Souls that shall gladly soar and sing
+    In the long sunshine after rain
+
+Its very bad poetry but I felt it when I wrote it one day when I
+was very lonely and had a good cry on a rag bag  I never thought it
+would go where it could tell tales said Jo tearing up the verses the
+Professor had treasured so long
+
+Let it go it has done its duty and I will haf a fresh one when I
+read all the brown book in which she keeps her little secrets said
+Mr Bhaer with a smile as he watched the fragments fly away on the
+wind  Yes he added earnestly I read that and I think to myself
+She has a sorrow she is lonely she would find comfort in true love
+I haf a heart full full for her  Shall I not go and say If this is
+not too poor a thing to gif for what I shall hope to receive take it
+in Gotts name
+
+And so you came to find that it was not too poor but the one precious
+thing I needed whispered Jo
+
+I had no courage to think that at first heavenly kind as was your
+welcome to me  But soon I began to hope and then I said I will haf
+her if I die for it and so I will cried Mr Bhaer with a defiant
+nod as if the walls of mist closing round them were barriers which he
+was to surmount or valiantly knock down
+
+Jo thought that was splendid and resolved to be worthy of her knight
+though he did not come prancing on a charger in gorgeous array
+
+What made you stay away so long she asked presently finding it so
+pleasant to ask confidential questions and get delightful answers that
+she could not keep silent
+
+It was not easy but I could not find the heart to take you from that
+so happy home until I could haf a prospect of one to gif you after
+much time perhaps and hard work  How could I ask you to gif up so
+much for a poor old fellow who has no fortune but a little learning
+
+Im glad you are poor  I couldnt bear a rich husband said Jo
+decidedly adding in a softer tone Dont fear poverty Ive known it
+long enough to lose my dread and be happy working for those I love and
+dont call yourself old forty is the prime of life  I couldnt help
+loving you if you were seventy
+
+The Professor found that so touching that he would have been glad of
+his handkerchief if he could have got at it  As he couldnt Jo wiped
+his eyes for him and said laughing as she took away a bundle or
+two
+
+I may be strong minded but no one can say Im out of my sphere now
+for womans special mission is supposed to be drying tears and bearing
+burdens  Im to carry my share Friedrich and help to earn the home
+Make up your mind to that or Ill never go she added resolutely as
+he tried to reclaim his load
+
+We shall see  Haf you patience to wait a long time Jo I must go
+away and do my work alone  I must help my boys first because even
+for you I may not break my word to Minna  Can you forgif that and be
+happy while we hope and wait
+
+Yes I know I can for we love one another and that makes all the
+rest easy to bear  I have my duty also and my work I couldnt enjoy
+myself if I neglected them even for you so theres no need of hurry or
+impatience  You can do your part out West I can do mine here and
+both be happy hoping for the best and leaving the future to be as God
+wills
+
+Ah Thou gifest me such hope and courage and I haf nothing to gif
+back but a full heart and these empty hands cried the Professor
+quite overcome
+
+Jo never never would learn to be proper for when he said that as they
+stood upon the steps she just put both hands into his whispering
+tenderly Not empty now and stooping down kissed her Friedrich
+under the umbrella  It was dreadful but she would have done it if the
+flock of draggle tailed sparrows on the hedge had been human beings
+for she was very far gone indeed and quite regardless of everything
+but her own happiness Though it came in such a very simple guise that
+was the crowning moment of both their lives when turning from the
+night and storm and loneliness to the household light and warmth and
+peace waiting to receive them with a glad Welcome home  Jo led her
+lover in and shut the door
+
+
+
+CHAPTER FORTY SEVEN
+
+HARVEST TIME
+
+For a year Jo and her Professor worked and waited hoped and loved met
+occasionally and wrote such voluminous letters that the rise in the
+price of paper was accounted for Laurie said  The second year began
+rather soberly for their prospects did not brighten and Aunt March
+died suddenly  But when their first sorrow was over for they loved
+the old lady in spite of her sharp tongue they found they had cause
+for rejoicing for she had left Plumfield to Jo which made all sorts
+of joyful things possible
+
+Its a fine old place and will bring a handsome sum for of course
+you intend to sell it said Laurie as they were all talking the
+matter over some weeks later
+
+No I dont was Jos decided answer as she petted the fat poodle
+whom she had adopted out of respect to his former mistress
+
+You dont mean to live there
+
+Yes I do
+
+But my dear girl its an immense house and will take a power of
+money to keep it in order  The garden and orchard alone need two or
+three men and farming isnt in Bhaers line I take it
+
+Hell try his hand at it there if I propose it
+
+And you expect to live on the produce of the place  Well that sounds
+paradisiacal but youll find it desperate hard work
+
+The crop we are going to raise is a profitable one and Jo laughed
+
+Of what is this fine crop to consist maam
+
+Boys  I want to open a school for little lads a good happy
+homelike school with me to take care of them and Fritz to teach them
+
+Thats a truly Joian plan for you  Isnt that just like her cried
+Laurie appealing to the family who looked as much surprised as he
+
+I like it said Mrs March decidedly
+
+So do I added her husband who welcomed the thought of a chance for
+trying the Socratic method of education on modern youth
+
+It will be an immense care for Jo said Meg stroking the head of her
+one all absorbing son
+
+Jo can do it and be happy in it  Its a splendid idea Tell us all
+about it cried Mr Laurence who had been longing to lend the lovers
+a hand but knew that they would refuse his help
+
+I knew youd stand by me sir  Amy does too I see it in her eyes
+though she prudently waits to turn it over in her mind before she
+speaks  Now my dear people continued Jo earnestly just understand
+that this isnt a new idea of mine but a long cherished plan  Before
+my Fritz came I used to think how when Id made my fortune and no
+one needed me at home Id hire a big house and pick up some poor
+forlorn little lads who hadnt any mothers and take care of them and
+make life jolly for them before it was too late  I see so many going
+to ruin for want of help at the right minute I love so to do anything
+for them I seem to feel their wants and sympathize with their
+troubles and oh I should so like to be a mother to them
+
+Mrs March held out her hand to Jo who took it smiling with tears in
+her eyes and went on in the old enthusiastic way which they had not
+seen for a long while
+
+I told my plan to Fritz once and he said it was just what he would
+like and agreed to try it when we got rich  Bless his dear heart
+hes been doing it all his life helping poor boys I mean not getting
+rich that hell never be  Money doesnt stay in his pocket long
+enough to lay up any  But now thanks to my good old aunt who loved
+me better than I ever deserved Im rich at least I feel so and we
+can live at Plumfield perfectly well if we have a flourishing school
+Its just the place for boys the house is big and the furniture
+strong and plain  Theres plenty of room for dozens inside and
+splendid grounds outside They could help in the garden and orchard
+Such work is healthy isnt it sir  Then Fritz could train and teach
+in his own way and Father will help him  I can feed and nurse and pet
+and scold them and Mother will be my stand by  Ive always longed for
+lots of boys and never had enough now I can fill the house full and
+revel in the little dears to my hearts content  Think what luxury 
+Plumfield my own and a wilderness of boys to enjoy it with me
+
+As Jo waved her hands and gave a sigh of rapture the family went off
+into a gale of merriment and Mr Laurence laughed till they thought
+hed have an apoplectic fit
+
+I dont see anything funny she said gravely when she could be
+heard  Nothing could be more natural and proper than for my Professor
+to open a school and for me to prefer to reside in my own estate
+
+She is putting on airs already said Laurie who regarded the idea in
+the light of a capital joke  But may I inquire how you intend to
+support the establishment If all the pupils are little ragamuffins
+Im afraid your crop wont be profitable in a worldly sense Mrs
+Bhaer
+
+Now dont be a wet blanket Teddy  Of course I shall have rich
+pupils also perhaps begin with such altogether  Then when Ive got
+a start I can take in a ragamuffin or two just for a relish Rich
+peoples children often need care and comfort as well as poor Ive
+seen unfortunate little creatures left to servants or backward ones
+pushed forward when its real cruelty  Some are naughty through
+mismanagment or neglect and some lose their mothers Besides the best
+have to get through the hobbledehoy age and thats the very time they
+need most patience and kindness  People laugh at them and hustle them
+about try to keep them out of sight and expect them to turn all at
+once from pretty children into fine young men  They dont complain
+much plucky little souls but they feel it  Ive been through
+something of it and I know all about it Ive a special interest in
+such young bears and like to show them that I see the warm honest
+well meaning boys hearts in spite of the clumsy arms and legs and the
+topsy turvy heads  Ive had experience too for havent I brought up
+one boy to be a pride and honor to his family
+
+Ill testify that you tried to do it said Laurie with a grateful
+look
+
+And Ive succeeded beyond my hopes for here you are a steady
+sensible businessman doing heaps of good with your money and laying
+up the blessings of the poor instead of dollars But you are not
+merely a businessman you love good and beautiful things enjoy them
+yourself and let others go halves as you always did in the old times
+I am proud of you Teddy for you get better every year and everyone
+feels it though you wont let them say so  Yes and when I have my
+flock Ill just point to you and say Theres your model my lads
+
+Poor Laurie didnt know where to look for man though he was
+something of the old bashfulness came over him as this burst of praise
+made all faces turn approvingly upon him
+
+I say Jo thats rather too much he began just in his old boyish
+way  You have all done more for me than I can ever thank you for
+except by doing my best not to disappoint you  You have rather cast me
+off lately Jo but Ive had the best of help nevertheless  So if
+Ive got on at all you may thank these two for it and he laid one
+hand gently on his grandfathers head and the other on Amys golden
+one for the three were never far apart
+
+I do think that families are the most beautiful things in all the
+world burst out Jo who was in an unusually up lifted frame of mind
+just then  When I have one of my own I hope it will be as happy as
+the three I know and love the best  If John and my Fritz were only
+here it would be quite a little heaven on earth she added more
+quietly  And that night when she went to her room after a blissful
+evening of family counsels hopes and plans her heart was so full of
+happiness that she could only calm it by kneeling beside the empty bed
+always near her own and thinking tender thoughts of Beth
+
+It was a very astonishing year altogether for things seemed to happen
+in an unusually rapid and delightful manner  Almost before she knew
+where she was Jo found herself married and settled at Plumfield  Then
+a family of six or seven boys sprung up like mushrooms and flourished
+surprisingly poor boys as well as rich for Mr Laurence was
+continually finding some touching case of destitution and begging the
+Bhaers to take pity on the child and he would gladly pay a trifle for
+its support  In this way the sly old gentleman got round proud Jo
+and furnished her with the style of boy in which she most delighted
+
+Of course it was uphill work at first and Jo made queer mistakes but
+the wise Professor steered her safely into calmer waters and the most
+rampant ragamuffin was conquered in the end How Jo did enjoy her
+wilderness of boys and how poor dear Aunt March would have lamented
+had she been there to see the sacred precincts of prim well ordered
+Plumfield overrun with Toms Dicks and Harrys  There was a sort of
+poetic justice about it after all for the old lady had been the
+terror of the boys for miles around and now the exiles feasted freely
+on forbidden plums kicked up the gravel with profane boots unreproved
+and played cricket in the big field where the irritable cow with a
+crumpled horn used to invite rash youths to come and be tossed  It
+became a sort of boys paradise and Laurie suggested that it should be
+called the Bhaer garten as a compliment to its master and
+appropriate to its inhabitants
+
+It never was a fashionable school and the Professor did not lay up a
+fortune but it was just what Jo intended it to be a happy homelike
+place for boys who needed teaching care and kindness  Every room
+in the big house was soon full  Every little plot in the garden soon
+had its owner  A regular menagerie appeared in barn and shed for pet
+animals were allowed And three times a day Jo smiled at her Fritz
+from the head of a long table lined on either side with rows of happy
+young faces which all turned to her with affectionate eyes confiding
+words and grateful hearts full of love for Mother Bhaer  She had
+boys enough now and did not tire of them though they were not angels
+by any means and some of them caused both Professor and Professorin
+much trouble and anxiety  But her faith in the good spot which exists
+in the heart of the naughtiest sauciest most tantalizing little
+ragamuffin gave her patience skill and in time success for no mortal
+boy could hold out long with Father Bhaer shining on him as
+benevolently as the sun and Mother Bhaer forgiving him seventy times
+seven  Very precious to Jo was the friendship of the lads their
+penitent sniffs and whispers after wrongdoing their droll or touching
+little confidences their pleasant enthusiasms hopes and plans even
+their misfortunes for they only endeared them to her all the more
+There were slow boys and bashful boys feeble boys and riotous boys
+boys that lisped and boys that stuttered one or two lame ones and a
+merry little quadroon who could not be taken in elsewhere but who was
+welcome to the Bhaer garten though some people predicted that his
+admission would ruin the school
+
+Yes Jo was a very happy woman there in spite of hard work much
+anxiety and a perpetual racket  She enjoyed it heartily and found the
+applause of her boys more satisfying than any praise of the world for
+now she told no stories except to her flock of enthusiastic believers
+and admirers  As the years went on two little lads of her own came to
+increase her happiness Rob named for Grandpa and Teddy a
+happy go lucky baby who seemed to have inherited his papas sunshiny
+temper as well as his mothers lively spirit  How they ever grew up
+alive in that whirlpool of boys was a mystery to their grandma and
+aunts but they flourished like dandelions in spring and their rough
+nurses loved and served them well
+
+There were a great many holidays at Plumfield and one of the most
+delightful was the yearly apple picking  For then the Marches
+Laurences Brookes and Bhaers turned out in full force and made a day
+of it  Five years after Jos wedding one of these fruitful festivals
+occurred a mellow October day when the air was full of an
+exhilarating freshness which made the spirits rise and the blood dance
+healthily in the veins  The old orchard wore its holiday attire
+Goldenrod and asters fringed the mossy walls Grasshoppers skipped
+briskly in the sere grass and crickets chirped like fairy pipers at a
+feast  Squirrels were busy with their small harvesting  Birds
+twittered their adieux from the alders in the lane and every tree
+stood ready to send down its shower of red or yellow apples at the
+first shake  Everybody was there Everybody laughed and sang climbed
+up and tumbled down  Everybody declared that there never had been such
+a perfect day or such a jolly set to enjoy it and everyone gave
+themselves up to the simple pleasures of the hour as freely as if there
+were no such things as care or sorrow in the world
+
+Mr March strolled placidly about quoting Tusser Cowley and
+Columella to Mr Laurence while enjoying
+
+The gentle apples winey juice
+
+The Professor charged up and down the green aisles like a stout
+Teutonic knight with a pole for a lance leading on the boys who made
+a hook and ladder company of themselves and performed wonders in the
+way of ground and lofty tumbling  Laurie devoted himself to the little
+ones rode his small daughter in a bushel basket took Daisy up among
+the birds nests and kept adventurous Rob from breaking his neck
+Mrs March and Meg sat among the apple piles like a pair of Pomonas
+sorting the contributions that kept pouring in while Amy with a
+beautiful motherly expression in her face sketched the various groups
+and watched over one pale lad who sat adoring her with his little
+crutch beside him
+
+Jo was in her element that day and rushed about with her gown pinned
+up and her hat anywhere but on her head and her baby tucked under her
+arm ready for any lively adventure which might turn up  Little Teddy
+bore a charmed life for nothing ever happened to him and Jo never
+felt any anxiety when he was whisked up into a tree by one lad
+galloped off on the back of another or supplied with sour russets by
+his indulgent papa who labored under the Germanic delusion that babies
+could digest anything from pickled cabbage to buttons nails and
+their own small shoes  She knew that little Ted would turn up again in
+time safe and rosy dirty and serene and she always received him back
+with a hearty welcome for Jo loved her babies tenderly
+
+At four oclock a lull took place and baskets remained empty while
+the apple pickers rested and compared rents and bruises  Then Jo and
+Meg with a detachment of the bigger boys set forth the supper on the
+grass for an out of door tea was always the crowning joy of the day
+The land literally flowed with milk and honey on such occasions for
+the lads were not required to sit at table but allowed to partake of
+refreshment as they liked freedom being the sauce best beloved by the
+boyish soul  They availed themselves of the rare privilege to the
+fullest extent for some tried the pleasing experiment of drinking milk
+while standing on their heads others lent a charm to leapfrog by
+eating pie in the pauses of the game cookies were sown broadcast over
+the field and apple turnovers roosted in the trees like a new style of
+bird  The little girls had a private tea party and Ted roved among
+the edibles at his own sweet will
+
+When no one could eat any more the Professor proposed the first
+regular toast which was always drunk at such times Aunt March God
+bless her  A toast heartily given by the good man who never forgot
+how much he owed her and quietly drunk by the boys who had been
+taught to keep her memory green
+
+Now Grandmas sixtieth birthday  Long life to her with three times
+three
+
+That was given with a will as you may well believe and the cheering
+once begun it was hard to stop it  Everybodys health was proposed
+from Mr Laurence who was considered their special patron to the
+astonished guinea pig who had strayed from its proper sphere in search
+of its young master  Demi as the oldest grandchild then presented
+the queen of the day with various gifts so numerous that they were
+transported to the festive scene in a wheelbarrow  Funny presents
+some of them but what would have been defects to other eyes were
+ornaments to Grandmas for the childrens gifts were all their own
+Every stitch Daisys patient little fingers had put into the
+handkerchiefs she hemmed was better than embroidery to Mrs March
+Demis miracle of mechanical skill though the cover wouldnt shut
+Robs footstool had a wiggle in its uneven legs that she declared was
+soothing and no page of the costly book Amys child gave her was so
+fair as that on which appeared in tipsy capitals the words To dear
+Grandma from her little Beth
+
+During the ceremony the boys had mysteriously disappeared and when
+Mrs March had tried to thank her children and broken down while
+Teddy wiped her eyes on his pinafore the Professor suddenly began to
+sing  Then from above him voice after voice took up the words and
+from tree to tree echoed the music of the unseen choir as the boys
+sang with all their hearts the little song that Jo had written Laurie
+set to music and the Professor trained his lads to give with the best
+effect  This was something altogether new and it proved a grand
+success for Mrs March couldnt get over her surprise and insisted on
+shaking hands with every one of the featherless birds from tall Franz
+and Emil to the little quadroon who had the sweetest voice of all
+
+After this the boys dispersed for a final lark leaving Mrs March and
+her daughters under the festival tree
+
+I dont think I ever ought to call myself unlucky Jo again when my
+greatest wish has been so beautifully gratified said Mrs Bhaer
+taking Teddys little fist out of the milk pitcher in which he was
+rapturously churning
+
+And yet your life is very different from the one you pictured so long
+ago  Do you remember our castles in the air asked Amy smiling as
+she watched Laurie and John playing cricket with the boys
+
+Dear fellows  It does my heart good to see them forget business and
+frolic for a day answered Jo who now spoke in a maternal way of all
+mankind  Yes I remember but the life I wanted then seems selfish
+lonely and cold to me now  I havent given up the hope that I may
+write a good book yet but I can wait and Im sure it will be all the
+better for such experiences and illustrations as these and Jo pointed
+from the lively lads in the distance to her father leaning on the
+Professors arm as they walked to and fro in the sunshine deep in one
+of the conversations which both enjoyed so much and then to her
+mother sitting enthroned among her daughters with their children in
+her lap and at her feet as if all found help and happiness in the face
+which never could grow old to them
+
+My castle was the most nearly realized of all  I asked for splendid
+things to be sure but in my heart I knew I should be satisfied if I
+had a little home and John and some dear children like these  Ive
+got them all thank God and am the happiest woman in the world and
+Meg laid her hand on her tall boys head with a face full of tender
+and devout content
+
+My castle is very different from what I planned but I would not alter
+it though like Jo I dont relinquish all my artistic hopes or
+confine myself to helping others fulfill their dreams of beauty  Ive
+begun to model a figure of baby and Laurie says it is the best thing
+Ive ever done  I think so myself and mean to do it in marble so
+that whatever happens I may at least keep the image of my little
+angel
+
+As Amy spoke a great tear dropped on the golden hair of the sleeping
+child in her arms for her one well beloved daughter was a frail little
+creature and the dread of losing her was the shadow over Amys
+sunshine  This cross was doing much for both father and mother for
+one love and sorrow bound them closely together Amys nature was
+growing sweeter deeper and more tender  Laurie was growing more
+serious strong and firm and both were learning that beauty youth
+good fortune even love itself cannot keep care and pain loss and
+sorrow from the most blessed for 
+
+
+    Into each life some rain must fall
+    Some days must be dark and sad and dreary
+
+
+She is growing better I am sure of it my dear  Dont despond but
+hope and keep happy said Mrs March as tenderhearted Daisy stooped
+from her knee to lay her rosy cheek against her little cousins pale
+one
+
+I never ought to while I have you to cheer me up Marmee and Laurie
+to take more than half of every burden replied Amy warmly  He never
+lets me see his anxiety but is so sweet and patient with me so
+devoted to Beth and such a stay and comfort to me always that I cant
+love him enough  So in spite of my one cross I can say with Meg
+Thank God Im a happy woman
+
+Theres no need for me to say it for everyone can see that Im far
+happier than I deserve added Jo glancing from her good husband to
+her chubby children tumbling on the grass beside her  Fritz is
+getting gray and stout  Im growing as thin as a shadow and am
+thirty  We never shall be rich and Plumfield may burn up any night
+for that incorrigible Tommy Bangs will smoke sweet fern cigars under
+the bed clothes though hes set himself afire three times already
+But in spite of these unromantic facts I have nothing to complain of
+and never was so jolly in my life  Excuse the remark but living among
+boys I cant help using their expressions now and then
+
+Yes Jo I think your harvest will be a good one began Mrs March
+frightening away a big black cricket that was staring Teddy out of
+countenance
+
+Not half so good as yours Mother  Here it is and we never can thank
+you enough for the patient sowing and reaping you have done cried Jo
+with the loving impetuosity which she never would outgrow
+
+I hope there will be more wheat and fewer tares every year said Amy
+softly
+
+A large sheaf but I know theres room in your heart for it Marmee
+dear added Megs tender voice
+
+Touched to the heart Mrs March could only stretch out her arms as if
+to gather children and grandchildren to herself and say with face and
+voice full of motherly love gratitude and humility
+
+Oh my girls however long you may live I never can wish you a
+greater happiness than this
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