Life and Adventures of Santa Claus & Other Christmas Novels. Люси Мод Монтгомери

O sir, they do care very much

       Mr. Laurence often opened his study door

       She put both arms around his neck and kissed him

       The Cyclops

       Amy bore without flinching several tingling blows

       You do know her

       Girls, where are you going?

       I burnt it up

       Held Amy up by his arms and hockey

       Packing the go abroady trunk

       Meg's partner appeared

       Asked to be introduced

       I wouldn't, Meg

       Holding a hand of each, Mrs. March said, &c.

       Mr. Pickwick

       Jo threw open the door of the closet

       Jo spent the morning on the river

       Amy sat down to draw

       O Pip! O Pip!

       Miss Crocker made a wry face

       We'll work like bees

       Beth was post-mistress

       Amy capped the climax by putting a clothes-pin on her nose

       Mr. Laurence waving his hat

       Now, Miss Jo, I'll settle you

       A very merry lunch it was

       He went prancing down a quiet street

       "Oh, rise," she said

       A stunning blow from the big Greek lexicon

       The Portuguese walked the plank

       Will you give me a rose?

       Miss Kate put up her glass

       Ellen Tree

       Tail-piece

       Swinging to and fro in his hammock

       It was rather a pretty little picture

       Waved a brake before her face

       I see him bow and smile

       Tail-piece

       Jo was very busy

       Hurrah for Miss March

       Jo darted away

       Jo laid herself on the sofa and affected to read

       November is the most disagreeable month in the year

       One of them horrid telegraph things

       She came suddenly upon Mr. Brooke

       The man clipped

       Tail-piece

       Letters

       She rolled away

       I wind the clock

       Yours Respectful, Hannah Mullet

       Tail-piece

       It didn't stir, and I knew it was dead

       He sat down beside her

       What do you want now?

       Beth did have the fever

       Gently stroking her head as her mother used to do

       Amy's Will

       Polish up the spoons and the fat silver teapot

       On his back, with all his legs in the air

       I should choose this

       Gravely promenaded to and fro

       Amy's Will

       Tail-piece

       Mrs. March would not leave Beth's side

       Tail-piece

       Letters

       Jo and her mother were reading the note

       Get up and don't be a goose

       "Hold your tongue!" cried Jo, covering her ears

       He stood at the foot, like a lion in the path

       Beth was soon able to lie on the study sofa all day

       The Jungfrau

       Popping in her head now and then

       He sat in the big chair by Beth's sofa

       Shall I tell you how?

       Bless me, what's all this?

       For Mrs. John Brooke

      Home of the Little Women

       A small watchman's rattle

       Tail-piece

       The First Wedding

       Artistic Attempts

       Her foot held fast in a panful of plaster

       Please don't, it's mine

       Tail-piece

       Literary Lessons

       A check for one hundred dollars

       Tail-piece

       Domestic Experiences

       Both felt desperately uncomfortable

       A bargain, I assure you, ma'am

       Laurie heroically shut his eyes while something was put into his arms

       Calls

       She took the saddle to the horse

       It might have been worse

       The call at Aunt March's

       Tail-piece

       You shall have another table

       Bought up the bouquets

       Tail-piece

       Flo and I ordered