Little Women - 912 Freedom Library

Little Womenone grumbled. They adopted Jo’s plan of dividing the longseams into four parts, and calling the quarters Europe,Asia, Africa, and America, and in that way got oncapitally, especially when they talked about the differentcountries as they stitched their way through them.At nine they stopped work, and sang, as usual, beforethey went to bed. No one but Beth could get much musicout of the old piano, but she had a way of softly touchingthe yellow keys and making a pleasant accompaniment tothe simple songs they sang. Meg had a voice like a flute,and she and herr mother led the little choir. Amy chirpedlike a cricket, and Jo wandered through the airs at herown sweet will, always coming out at the wrong placewith a croak or a quaver that spoiled the most pensivetune. They had always done this from the time they couldlisp...Crinkle, crinkle, ‘ittle ‘tar,and it had become a household custom, for the motherwas a born singer. The first sound in the morning was hervoice as she went about the house singing like a lark, andthe last sound at night was the same cheery sound, for thegirls never grew too old for that familiar lullaby.19 of 861