I don't 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 descri...
While these things were happening at home, Amy was having hard times at Aunt March's. She felt her exile deeply, and for the first time in her lif...
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 w...
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 ...
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 ha...
"November is the most disagreeable month in the whole year," said Margaret, standing at the window one dull afternoon, looking out at the fr...
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...
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 an...
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 dis...
"The first of June! The Kings are off to the seashore tomorrow, and I'm free. Three months' vacation - how I shall enjoy it!" exclai...