Capitolo 1
THE CLASS DAY OF KITTEN IS THE OTHER HISTORIES
From
Louisa M. Alcott
Author of "Small Women", etc.
Originally it published under the title
"PROVERB HISTORIES"
1882
[The illustration: more Depth in the wood the measured ring of axes played]
PREFACE
Being prevented for currently writing anything I have picked up various
lost objects and it diverts to appease the young people for that they ask to great voice more,
forgetting that deadly brains need rest.
As a lot of girls have asked to see March of Jo he/she wrote that kind of histories to
the beginning of his/her career, I have added the Gloves" of "The Baron as a
exemplary of the romantic garbage that paid once so well on once. If
show them that from that _not_ won't have been freed for writing him/it
I forget in vain.
L. M. ALCOTT.
CONTAINED
THE CLASS DAY OF KITTEN
AUNT KIPP
YOU PSYCHOANALYZE ART
A CHRISTMAS DI COUNTRY
ON PICKET DUTY
THE BARON'S GLOVES
MY RED BERET
WHAT YOU/THEY SAW THE BELLS IS SAID
PROVERB HISTORIES
THE CLASS DAY OF KITTEN
"A point in duration salute nine."
"Or Pris, Pris that me am really going! Here is the invitation--raw
you carpet--the Chapel--it scatters--Room of Lyceum--all splendid; and Jack to
watch out of me!"
How burst of Kitty in the room and it completed a _pas abducted seul_,
waving on the cards his/her head, Sister Priscilla it bewared above of her
you work with a smile of the satisfaction on his/her calm face.
"Who invites him, dear?"
"Because, Jack, of old cousin course,--dear Jack. Anybody other ever thinks
of me or cares if I now have some and then to like. It is not
him the kind? Cannot I go? and, Or Pris, that that _shall_ that I bring?"
Kitty suddenly made a break, as if the last all-important question had a
effect that solemnizes on mind and body.
"Because, Your white muslin, sacque of silk and new hat clearly", it started
Pris with an air of surprise. But Kitty impetuously stormed,--
"I won't bring again never that muslin of old man; it is full of darns, above to mine
knees and all out of way. Then it is my sacque; and as for my hat,