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A
poor
,
bare
,
miserable
room
it
was
,
with
broken
windows
,
no
fire
,
ragged
bedclothes
,
a
sick
mother
,
wailing
baby
,
and
a
group
of
pale
,
hungry
children
cuddled
under
one
old
quilt
,
trying
to
keep
warm
.
How
the
big
eyes
stared
and
the
blue
lips
smiled
as
the
girls
went
in
.
"
Ach
,
mein
Gott
!
It
is
good
angels
come
to
us
!
"
said
the
poor
woman
,
crying
for
joy
.
"
Funny
angels
in
hoods
and
mittens
,
"
said
Jo
,
and
set
them
to
laughing
.
In
a
few
minutes
it
really
did
seem
as
if
kind
spirits
had
been
at
work
there
.
Hannah
,
who
had
carried
wood
,
made
a
fire
,
and
stopped
up
the
broken
panes
with
old
hats
and
her
own
cloak
.
Mrs
.
March
gave
the
mother
tea
and
gruel
,
and
comforted
her
with
promises
of
help
,
while
she
dressed
the
little
baby
as
tenderly
as
if
it
had
been
her
own
.
The
girls
meantime
spread
the
table
,
set
the
children
round
the
fire
,
and
fed
them
like
so
many
hungry
birds
,
laughing
,
talking
,
and
trying
to
understand
the
funny
broken
English
.
"
Das
ist
gut
!
"
"
Die
Engel
-
kinder
!
"
cried
the
poor
things
as
they
ate
and
warmed
their
purple
hands
at
the
comfortable
blaze
.
The
girls
had
never
been
called
angel
children
before
,
and
thought
it
very
agreeable
,
especially
Jo
,
who
had
been
considered
a
‘
Sancho
’
ever
since
she
was
born
.
That
was
a
very
happy
breakfast
,
though
they
didn
’
t
get
any
of
it
.
And
when
they
went
away
,
leaving
comfort
behind
,
I
think
there
were
not
in
all
the
city
four
merrier
people
than
the
hungry
little
girls
who
gave
away
their
breakfasts
and
contented
themselves
with
bread
and
milk
on
Christmas
morning
.
"
That
’
s
loving
our
neighbor
better
than
ourselves
,
and
I
like
it
,
"
said
Meg
,
as
they
set
out
their
presents
while
their
mother
was
upstairs
collecting
clothes
for
the
poor
Hummels
.
Not
a
very
splendid
show
,
but
there
was
a
great
deal
of
love
done
up
in
the
few
little
bundles
,
and
the
tall
vase
of
red
roses
,
white
chrysanthemums
,
and
trailing
vines
,
which
stood
in
the
middle
,
gave
quite
an
elegant
air
to
the
table
.
"
She
’
s
coming
!
Strike
up
,
Beth
!
Open
the
door
,
Amy
!
Three
cheers
for
Marmee
!
"
cried
Jo
,
prancing
about
while
Meg
went
to
conduct
Mother
to
the
seat
of
honor
.
Beth
played
her
gayest
march
,
Amy
threw
open
the
door
,
and
Meg
enacted
escort
with
great
dignity
.
Mrs
.
March
was
both
surprised
and
touched
,
and
smiled
with
her
eyes
full
as
she
examined
her
presents
and
read
the
little
notes
which
accompanied
them
.
