I want to learn some new songs, and my children need fitting up for the summer.

They are dreadfully out of order and really suffering for clothes." "May we, Mother ?" asked Meg, turning to Mrs.March, who sat sewing in what they called 'Marmee's corner'.
"You may try your experiment for a week and see how you like it.

I think by Saturday night you will find that all play and no work is as bad as all work and no play." "Oh, dear, no! It will be delicious, I'm sure," said Meg complacently.
"I now propose a toast, as my 'friend and pardner, Sairy Gamp', says.
Fun forever, and no grubbing!" cried Jo, rising, glass in hand, as the lemonade went round.
They all drank it merrily, and began the experiment by lounging for the rest of the day.

Next morning, Meg did not appear till ten o'clock.
Her solitary breakfast did not taste good, and the room seemed lonely and untidy, for Jo had not filled the vases, Beth had not dusted, and Amy's books lay scattered about.

Nothing was neat and pleasant but 'Marmee's corner', which looked as usual.