| A shadow passed over the boy's 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 spiritHe stood so still that a squirrel, busy with it's harvesting, ran dawn 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 mayWe should have asked you before, only we thought you wouldn't care for such a girl's game as this
"I always like your games, but if Meg doesn't want me, I'll go away
"I've no objection, if you do somethingIt's against the rules to be idle here," replied Meg gravely but graciouslyI'll do anything if you'll let me stop a bit, for it's as dull as the Desert of Sahara down thereShall I sew, read, cone, draw, or do all at once? Bring on your bears 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 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, ma'am, could I inquire if this highly instructive and charming institution is a new one?"
"Would you tell him?" asked Meg of her sisters
"He'll laugh," multicolor louis vuitton bags said Amy warningly
"Who cares?" said Jo
"I guess he'll like it," added Beth
"Of course I shall! I give you my word I won't laughTell away, Jo, and don't be afraid
"The idea of being afraid of you! Well, you see we used to play Pilgrim's 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 JoI wanted to amuse him one night when you were all away, and he was rather dismalHe did like it, so don't scold, Jo," said Beth meekly
"You can't keep a secretNever mind, it saves trouble now
"Go on, please," said Laurie, as Jo became absorbed in her work, looking a trifle displeased
"Oh, didn't 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 willThe vacation is nearly over, the stints are all done, and we are ever so glad that we didn't 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 timesFor 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 agoWe 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 skyThe sun was low, and the louis vuitton bags wholesale heavens glowed with the splendor of an autumn sunsetGold 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
"It's 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 haymakingt 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 doI want to fly away at once, as those swallows fly, and go in at that splendid gate
"You'll get there, Beth, sooner or later, no fear of that," said Jo"I'm the one that will have to fight and work, and climb and wait, and maybe never get in after all
"you'll have me for company, if that's any comfortI shall have to do a deal of traveling before I come in sight of your Celestial CityIf I arrive late, you'll say a good word for me, won't you, Beth?"
Something in the boy's 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 don't believe there are any locks on that door or any guards at the gateI always imagine it is as it is in the cartier replica watch ladies santos steel picture, where the shining ones stretch out their hands to welcome poor Christian as he comes up from the river
"Wouldn't 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
"I've made such quantities it would be hard to choose which I'd have," said Laurie, lying flat and throwing cones at the squirrel who had betrayed him
"You'd have to take your favorite oneWhat is it?" asked Meg
"If I tell mine, will you tell yours?"
"Yes, if the girls will too
"After I'd seen as much of the world as I want to, I'd like to settle in Germany and have just as much music as I chooseI'm to be a famous musician myself, and all creation is to rush to hear meAnd I'm never to be bothered about money or business, but just enjoy myself and live for what I likeThat's my favorite castleWhat's 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 moneyI am to be mistress of it, and manage it as I like, with plenty of servants, so I never need work a bitHow I should enjoy it! For I wouldn't be idle, but do good, and make everyone love me dearly
"Wouldn't 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 don't you say you'd have a splendid, wise, good husband and some angelic little replica gucci handbags children? You know your castle wouldn't be perfect without," said blunt Jo, who had no tender fancies yet, and rather scorned romance, except in books
"You'd have nothing but horses, inkstands, and novels in yours," answered Meg petulantly
"Wouldn't I though? I'd have a stable full of Arabian steeds, rooms piled high with books, and I'd write out of a magic inkstand, so that my works should be as famous as Laurie's musicI want to do something splendid before I go into my castle, something heroic or wonderful that won't be forgotten after I'm deadI don't know what, but I'm on the watch for it, and mean to astonish you all some dayI 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
"Don't you wish for anything else?" asked Laurie"Since I had my little piano, I am perfectly satisfiedI 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 Amy's modest desire
"We're an ambitious set, aren't we? Every one of us, but Beth, wants to be rich and famous, and gorgeous in every respectI do wonder if any of us will ever get our wishes," said Laurie, chewing grass like a meditative calf
"I've got the key to my castle in the air, but whether I can unlock the door remains to be seen," observed Jo mysteriously
"I've got the key to mine, but I'm not allowed to try itHang college!" muttered Laurie with an impatient fendi spy sigh |
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