Little Women
Page 62
"My fort is very distinct from what I planned, however I could now not adjust it, even though, like Jo, I don't relinquish all my artistic hopes, or confine myself to helping others fulfill their goals of splendor. I've began to model a discern of baby, and Laurie says it is the best aspect I've ever executed. I suppose so, myself, and imply to do it in marble, in order that, some thing occurs, I may additionally at least maintain the photograph of my little angel."
As Amy spoke, a excellent tear dropped at the golden hair of the sleeping baby in her fingers, for her one nicely-liked daughter changed into a frail little creature and the dread of dropping her was the shadow over Amy's sunshine. This cross become doing plenty for both moms and dads, for one love and sorrow bound them intently collectively. Amy's nature become growing sweeter, deeper, and more soft. Laurie was growing greater serious, sturdy, and company, and each had been gaining knowledge of that splendor, children, correct fortune, even love itself, cannot preserve care and pain, loss and sorrow, from the most blessed for ...
Into each life some rain need to fall,
Some days should be darkish and unhappy and dreary.
"She is growing better, I am certain of it, my dear. Don't despond, but desire and maintain happy," said Mrs. March, as tenderhearted Daisy stooped from her knee to put her rosy cheek towards her little cousin's pale one.
"I by no means should, whilst I have you ever to cheer me up, Marmee, and Laurie to take greater than half of of each burden," spoke back Amy warmly. "He in no way lets me see his anxiety, however is so sweet and patient with me, so devoted to Beth, and this sort of live and luxury to me continually that I can not love him sufficient. So, regardless of my one go, I can say with Meg, 'Thank God, I'm a happy lady.'"
"There's no want for me to say it, for anybody can see that I'm some distance happier than I deserve," introduced Jo, glancing from her excellent husband to her obese children, tumbling at the grass beside her. "Fritz is getting gray and stout. I'm growing as thin as a shadow, and am thirty. We in no way shall be wealthy, and Plumfield may deplete any night, for that incorrigible Tommy Bangs will smoke candy-fern cigars below the mattress-garments, even though he's set himself afire 3 times already. But in spite of those unromantic facts, I don't have anything to complain of, and never changed into so jolly in my lifestyles. Excuse the statement, but dwelling among boys, I cannot assist using their expressions now after which."
"Yes, Jo, I think your harvest will be an amazing one," commenced Mrs. March, frightening away a large black cricket that was staring Teddy out of countenance.
"Not half so appropriate as yours, Mother. Here it's miles, and we never can thanks sufficient for the affected person sowing and reaping you have got carried out," cried Jo, with the loving impetuosity which she never might outgrow.
"I hope there could be greater wheat and fewer tares every yr," said Amy softly.
"A massive sheaf, however I recognise there may be room to your coronary heart for it, Marmee dear," brought Meg's soft voice.
Touched to the heart, Mrs. March ought to handiest stretch out her arms, as though to acquire kids and grandchildren to herself, and say, with face and voice full of motherly love, gratitude, and humility...
"Oh, my women, but lengthy you may stay, I by no means can desire you a more happiness than this!"