The Grenada sentinel. [volume] (Grenada, Miss.) 1868-1955, 1920-11-12


the old ones cleaned up for common y
WAS sadly inadequate to the environ
ment in which she found herself.
| Whereupon the rich friends lent her
some of their own finery; and, after
laughingly applying paint and powder,
they laced her into n Sky-blue silk
dress, so low that modest Meg blushed
ut herself in the mirror, and Laurie,
who was at the party, openly express
ed his surprised diSapproval. Chagrin
and renlOrse followed, and it was not
until after full confession to Marmee,
that Meg realized the trumpery value
of fashionable rivalry and the real
worth of simplicity and contentment.
All -four of the girls had leanings to-
ward a life of luxury and ease, and
when Mrs. March smilingly proposed
that they try a whole week of "all play
and no work." they agreed eagerly.
But the experiment was a miserable
failure; and after Notifying scenes
at a company luncheon, n canary bird
dead from neglect, several slight ILL
neSSeS and lost temperS, the girls de-
cided that lounging and Iarking didn't
pay.
Now John Brooke, the tutor of Lau-
RE, was a secret admirer of pretty
Meg. Discovering this. the mischiev.
Gus boy wrote Meg a passionate love
letter, p%urpOrting to be from Brooke,
This prank caused q terrible upset in
both houses. but later on Brooke put
the mOmentOuS question, and Meg
mee&ly whispered, Eyes, John" and
hid her face on his waistcoat. 10,
laundering in, was transfiXed with as
tonishment and dismay, and exclaim-
ed, "Oh, do somebody come quick!
John Brooke is acting dreadfully, and
Meg likes it"
AT Christmas, father March came
home from the war, and great ceie-
bratiOn was made. The neighbors
from the Laurence house We're invited,
and there never was such q Christmas
as they had that day!
Later came the first break in their
= oNOI1 1loLIC III lit IONCNOtCl
was the name of the little brown
house that John Brooke had prepared
for his bride, and it was a tiny affair
with a lawn in front about as big as
a handkerchief! The wedding, be-
meath the June roses was a simple ,
honey one, and the bridal Journey
was only the walk from the March
home to the dear little new house.
I'm too happy to a what anyone
says-Fm going to have my wedding
just as / want IL! !" Meg had declared
and so. leaning on her husbands arm,
her hands full of flowers, she went
away, saying. THANK you all for my
happy wedding day. GOOd-by, good
10 developed into a writer of III
Stories. This, however. was
because she found a profitable market
for such work and she wanted the
money for herself and the others. For
Beth was ailing, and a summer
stay at the seashOre might, they all
hoped. bring back the roses to her
But it didn't, and after a
time the dark days came when gentle
Beth, like a tired but trustful child,
dung 10 the hands that had led her
through life. as her father and
guided her tenderly through
he valley of the shadow and gave her
lp TO God.
Then came a day when Laurie was
invited to the DovecOte TO see Meg's
lew baby. 10 appeared, q proud aunt,
a bundle on a pillow. Shut .
'our eyes and hold out your arms"
he ordered. and Laurie, obeying, open
d his eyes again. to see-twO babiesi
by Jupiter" he cried take
EN-. quick, somebody! I'm going to
augh, and l shall drop 'em!
Laurie had loved 10 for years, but
though truly sorry, couldn't re-
pond. AS she said, ITS impossible
Or people to make themselves love
ther people if they DON'T" And SO.
fter q time, Laurie decided that Amy
'as the only m in the world who
ould fill JOS place and make him
Apply. And the two were very happy
1gether, Amy taking great pride IN
er handsome husband. Don't laugh"
he said to him, but your nose is
lch a comfort to me-" and she ca
essed the well-cut feature with arts
c satisfaction.
10 found her fate in an elderly pro
wise and kind, but too poor to
link of marriage. For a year the
air worked and>waited and hoped and
we'd. and then Aunt March died and
# 10 her fine old country place. Here
D and her professor set up their
Dme, and established a boys school,
'hich became a great success. 10
we'd a very happy life, and as the
ears went on, two little lads of her