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"
I
’
ll
testify
that
you
tried
to
do
it
,
"
said
Laurie
with
a
grateful
look
.
"
And
I
’
ve
succeeded
beyond
my
hopes
,
for
here
you
are
,
a
steady
,
sensible
businessman
,
doing
heaps
of
good
with
your
money
,
and
laying
up
the
blessings
of
the
poor
,
instead
of
dollars
.
But
you
are
not
merely
a
businessman
,
you
love
good
and
beautiful
things
,
enjoy
them
yourself
,
and
let
others
go
halves
,
as
you
always
did
in
the
old
times
.
I
am
proud
of
you
,
Teddy
,
for
you
get
better
every
year
,
and
everyone
feels
it
,
though
you
won
’
t
let
them
say
so
.
Yes
,
and
when
I
have
my
flock
,
I
’
ll
just
point
to
you
,
and
say
‘
There
’
s
your
model
,
my
lads
’
.
"
Poor
Laurie
didn
’
t
know
where
to
look
,
for
,
man
though
he
was
,
something
of
the
old
bashfulness
came
over
him
as
this
burst
of
praise
made
all
faces
turn
approvingly
upon
him
.
"
I
say
,
Jo
,
that
’
s
rather
too
much
,
"
he
began
,
just
in
his
old
boyish
way
.
"
You
have
all
done
more
for
me
than
I
can
ever
thank
you
for
,
except
by
doing
my
best
not
to
disappoint
you
.
You
have
rather
cast
me
off
lately
,
Jo
,
but
I
’
ve
had
the
best
of
help
,
nevertheless
.
So
,
if
I
’
ve
got
on
at
all
,
you
may
thank
these
two
for
it
,
"
and
he
laid
one
hand
gently
on
his
grandfather
’
s
head
,
and
the
other
on
Amy
’
s
golden
one
,
for
the
three
were
never
far
apart
.
"
I
do
think
that
families
are
the
most
beautiful
things
in
all
the
world
!
"
burst
out
Jo
,
who
was
in
an
unusually
up
-
lifted
frame
of
mind
just
then
.
"
When
I
have
one
of
my
own
,
I
hope
it
will
be
as
happy
as
the
three
I
know
and
love
the
best
.
If
John
and
my
Fritz
were
only
here
,
it
would
be
quite
a
little
heaven
on
earth
,
"
she
added
more
quietly
.
And
that
night
when
she
went
to
her
room
after
a
blissful
evening
of
family
counsels
,
hopes
,
and
plans
,
her
heart
was
so
full
of
happiness
that
she
could
only
calm
it
by
kneeling
beside
the
empty
bed
always
near
her
own
,
and
thinking
tender
thoughts
of
Beth
.
It
was
a
very
astonishing
year
altogether
,
for
things
seemed
to
happen
in
an
unusually
rapid
and
delightful
manner
.
Almost
before
she
knew
where
she
was
,
Jo
found
herself
married
and
settled
at
Plumfield
.
Then
a
family
of
six
or
seven
boys
sprung
up
like
mushrooms
,
and
flourished
surprisingly
,
poor
boys
as
well
as
rich
,
for
Mr
.
Laurence
was
continually
finding
some
touching
case
of
destitution
,
and
begging
the
Bhaers
to
take
pity
on
the
child
,
and
he
would
gladly
pay
a
trifle
for
its
support
.
In
this
way
,
the
sly
old
gentleman
got
round
proud
Jo
,
and
furnished
her
with
the
style
of
boy
in
which
she
most
delighted
.
Of
course
it
was
uphill
work
at
first
,
and
Jo
made
queer
mistakes
,
but
the
wise
Professor
steered
her
safely
into
calmer
waters
,
and
the
most
rampant
ragamuffin
was
conquered
in
the
end
.
How
Jo
did
enjoy
her
‘
wilderness
of
boys
’
,
and
how
poor
,
dear
Aunt
March
would
have
lamented
had
she
been
there
to
see
the
sacred
precincts
of
prim
,
well
-
ordered
Plumfield
overrun
with
Toms
,
Dicks
,
and
Harrys
!
There
was
a
sort
of
poetic
justice
about
it
,
after
all
,
for
the
old
lady
had
been
the
terror
of
the
boys
for
miles
around
,
and
now
the
exiles
feasted
freely
on
forbidden
plums
,
kicked
up
the
gravel
with
profane
boots
unreproved
,
and
played
cricket
in
the
big
field
where
the
irritable
‘
cow
with
a
crumpled
horn
’
used
to
invite
rash
youths
to
come
and
be
tossed
.
It
became
a
sort
of
boys
’
paradise
,
and
Laurie
suggested
that
it
should
be
called
the
‘
Bhaer
-
garten
’
,
as
a
compliment
to
its
master
and
appropriate
to
its
inhabitants
.
It
never
was
a
fashionable
school
,
and
the
Professor
did
not
lay
up
a
fortune
,
but
it
was
just
what
Jo
intended
it
to
be
—
‘
a
happy
,
homelike
place
for
boys
,
who
needed
teaching
,
care
,
and
kindness
’
.
Every
room
in
the
big
house
was
soon
full
.
Every
little
plot
in
the
garden
soon
had
its
owner
.
A
regular
menagerie
appeared
in
barn
and
shed
,
for
pet
animals
were
allowed
.
And
three
times
a
day
,
Jo
smiled
at
her
Fritz
from
the
head
of
a
long
table
lined
on
either
side
with
rows
of
happy
young
faces
,
which
all
turned
to
her
with
affectionate
eyes
,
confiding
words
,
and
grateful
hearts
,
full
of
love
for
‘
Mother
Bhaer
’
.
She
had
boys
enough
now
,
and
did
not
tire
of
them
,
though
they
were
not
angels
,
by
any
means
,
and
some
of
them
caused
both
Professor
and
Professorin
much
trouble
and
anxiety
.
But
her
faith
in
the
good
spot
which
exists
in
the
heart
of
the
naughtiest
,
sauciest
,
most
tantalizing
little
ragamuffin
gave
her
patience
,
skill
,
and
in
time
success
,
for
no
mortal
boy
could
hold
out
long
with
Father
Bhaer
shining
on
him
as
benevolently
as
the
sun
,
and
Mother
Bhaer
forgiving
him
seventy
times
seven
.
Very
precious
to
Jo
was
the
friendship
of
the
lads
,
their
penitent
sniffs
and
whispers
after
wrongdoing
,
their
droll
or
touching
little
confidences
,
their
pleasant
enthusiasms
,
hopes
,
and
plans
,
even
their
misfortunes
,
for
they
only
endeared
them
to
her
all
the
more
.
There
were
slow
boys
and
bashful
boys
,
feeble
boys
and
riotous
boys
,
boys
that
lisped
and
boys
that
stuttered
,
one
or
two
lame
ones
,
and
a
merry
little
quadroon
,
who
could
not
be
taken
in
elsewhere
,
but
who
was
welcome
to
the
‘
Bhaer
-
garten
’
,
though
some
people
predicted
that
his
admission
would
ruin
the
school
.
