47 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 prospect did not brighten,...

34 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...

27 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 than did the little sum that came to her in this wise. Every few...

15 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 frost-bitten garden. ‘That’s the reason I was born in it,’ observed Jo, pensively, quite unconscious of the blot on her nose. ‘If...

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...

45 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...

43 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 Beth’s little red pillow, planning stories,...

29 Calls

‘Come, Jo, it’s time.’ ‘For what?’ ‘You don’t mean to say you have forgotten that you promised to make half a dozen calls with me to-day?’ ‘I’ve done a good many rash and foolish things in my life, but I don’t think I ever was...

25 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 Bushed with excitement were their ruddy faces, as they swung in the wind, whispering...

22 Pleasant Meadows

Like sunshine after 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 He on the study sofa all day, amusing herself with the well-beloved cats,...