Little Women - Louisa May Alcott

"I'm glad of it!" muttered Jo, tying on her hat with a jerk. "Why?" asked Meg, looking surprised. "Be ...

"Nothing but a story, won't amount to much, I guess," returned Jo, carefully keeping the name of the paper ...

doin's'. How proud Mrs. March was when she knew it. How Jo laughed, with tears in her eyes, as she dec ...

of the blot on her nose. "If something very pleasant should happen now, we should think it a delightful ...

air isn't bad, and I'm going to take Brooke home, so it will be gay inside, if it isn't out. Come, J ...

once, but it may be too late. Oh, children, children, help me to bear it!" For several minutes there was not ...

Mrs. March's warning was evidently thrown away, for five minutes later Laurie tore by the w ...

much!" Meg spoke earnestly, and forgot herself entirely till something in the brown eyes looking down at her ...

rumpling up the brown bush and trying to look as if she liked it, "It doesn't affect the fate of the natio ...

"Tell me all about it, Jo. I am not quite satisfied, but I can't blame you, for I know how willingly yo ...

was in such a hurry. It was silly, I dare say, but it changed his mind, for I got rather excited, and ...

in the next room. Beth and Amy soon fell asleep in spite of the great trouble, but Meg lay awake, thin ...

glided quietly from bed to bed, smoothing a coverlet here, settling a pillow there, and pausing to look ...

were his own. I have no fears for you, yet I am anxious that you should take this trouble rightly. ...

infectiously that Mrs. March could not help smiling. And so the journey began with the good omens of ...

The girls couldn't help laughing, and felt better for it, though Meg shook her head at the young lady ...

great care of her. She does her own hair, and I am teaching her to make buttonholes and mend her stockin ...

A SONG FROM THE SUDS Queen of my tub, I merrily sing, While the white foam rises high, And sturdily ...

loving... LITTLE BETH Ma Chere Mamma, We are all well I do my lessons always and never corroberate the girls— Meg ...

nothin. My bread is riz, so no more at this time. I send my duty to Mr. March, and hope he's ...