Chapter 2 24But Ted shot a Parthian arrow as he retired in good order by replying, with a highly virtuous expression:'Obedience is a soldier's first duty.'Bent on her woman's privilege of having the last word, Josie ran after him, but never uttered the scathingspeech upon her lips, for a very <strong>br</strong>own young man in a blue suit came leaping up the steps with a cheery'Ahoy! ahoy! where is everybody?''Emil! Emil!' cried Josie, and in a moment Ted was upon him, and the late enemies ended their fray in a joyfulwelcome to the newcomer.Muffins were forgotten, and towing their cousin like two fussy little tugs with a fine merchantman, thechildren returned to the parlour, where Emil kissed all the women and shook hands with all the men except hisuncle; him he em<strong>br</strong>aced in the good old German style, to the great delight of the observers.'Didn't think I could get off today, but found I could, and steered straight for old Plum. Not a soul there, so Iluffed and bore away for Parnassus, and here is every man Jack of you. Bless your hearts, how glad I am tosee you all!' exclaimed the sailor boy, beaming at them, as he stood with his legs apart as if he still felt therocking deck under his feet.'You ought to "shiver your timbers", not "bless our hearts", Emil; it's not nautical at all. Oh, how nice andshippy and tarry you do smell!' said Josie, sniffing at him with great enjoyment of the fresh sea odours he<strong>br</strong>ought with him. This was her favourite cousin, and she was his pet; so she knew that the bulging pockets ofthe blue jacket contained treasures for her at least.'Avast, my hearty, and let me take soundings before you dive,' laughed Emil, understanding her affectionatecaresses, and holding her off with one hand while with the other he rummaged out sundry foreign little boxesand parcels marked with different names, and handed them round with appropriate remarks, which causedmuch laughter; for Emil was a wag.'There's a hawser that will hold our little cock-boat still about five minutes,' he said, throwing a necklace ofpretty pink coral over Josie's head; 'and here's something the mermaids sent to Undine,' he added, handingBess a string of pearly shells on a silver chain.I thought Daisy would like a fiddle, and Nat can find her a beau,' continued the sailor, with a laugh, as heundid a dainty filigree <strong>br</strong>ooch in the shape of a violin.'I know she will, and I'll take it to her,' answered Nat, as he vanished, glad of an errand, and sure that he couldfind Daisy though Emil had missed her.Emil chuckled, and handed out a quaintly carved bear whose head opened, showing a capacious ink-stand.This he presented, with a scrape, to Aunt Jo.'Knowing your fondness for these fine animals, I <strong>br</strong>ought this one to your pen.''Very good, Commodore! Try again,' said Mrs Jo, much pleased with her gift, which caused the Professor toprophesy 'works of Shakespeare' from its depths, so great would be the inspiration of the beloved <strong>br</strong>uin.'As Aunt Meg will wear caps, in spite of her youth, I got Ludmilla to get me some bits of lace. Hope you'lllike 'em'; and out of a soft paper came some filmy things, one of which soon lay like a net of snowflakes onMrs Meg's pretty hair.
Chapter 3 25'I couldn't find anything swell enough for Aunt Amy, because she has everything she wants, so I <strong>br</strong>ought alittle picture that always makes me think of her when Bess was a baby'; and he handed her an oval ivorylocket, on which was painted a goldenhaired Madonna, with a rosy child folded in her blue mantle.'How lovely!' cried everyone; and Aunt Amy at once hung it about her neck on the blue ribbon from Bess'shair, charmed with her gift; for it recalled the happiest year of her life.'Now, I flatter myself I've got just the thing for Nan, neat but not gaudy, a sort of sign you see, and veryappropriate for a doctor,' said Emil, proudly displaying a pair of lava earrings shaped like little skulls.'Horrid!' And Bess, who hated ugly things, turned her eyes to her own pretty shells.'She won't wear earrings,' said Josie.'Well, she'll enjoy punching your ears then. She's never so happy as when she's overhauling her fellowcreatures and going for 'em with a knife,' answered Emil, undisturbed. 'I've got a lot of plunder for you fellowsin my chest, but I knew I should have no peace till my cargo for the girls was unloaded. Now tell me all thenews.' And, seated on Amy's best marbletopped table, the sailor swung his legs and talked at the rate of tenknots an hour, till Aunt Jo carried them all off to a grand family tea in honour of the Commodore.Chapter 3JO'S LAST SCRAPEThe March family had enjoyed a great many surprises in the course of their varied career, but the greatest ofall was when the Ugly Duckling turned out to be, not a swan, but a golden goose, whose literary eggs foundsuch an unexpected market that in ten years <strong>Jo's</strong> wildest and most cherished dream actually came true. How orwhy it happened she never clearly understood, but all of a sudden she found herself famous in a small way,and, better still, with a snug little fortune in her pocket to clear away the obstacles of the present and assurethe future of her boys.It began during a bad year when everything went wrong at Plumfield; times were hard, the school dwindled,Jo overworked herself and had a long illness; Laurie and Amy were a<strong>br</strong>oad, and the Bhaers too proud to askhelp even of those as near and dear as this generous pair. Confined to her room, Jo got desperate over the stateof affairs, till she fell back upon the long-disused pen as the only thing she could do to help fill up the gaps inthe income. A book for girls being wanted by a certain publisher, she hastily scribbled a little story describinga few scenes and adventures in the lives of herself and sisters, though boys were more in her line, and withvery slight hopes of success sent it out to seek its fortune.Things always went by contraries with Jo. Her first book, laboured over for years, and launched full of thehigh hopes and ambitious dreams of youth, foundered on its voyage, though the wreck continued to float longafterward, to the profit of the publisher at least. The hastily written story, sent away with no thought beyondthe few dollars it might <strong>br</strong>ing, sailed with a fair wind and a wise pilot at the helm into public favour, and camehome heavily laden with an unexpected cargo of gold and glory.A more astonished woman probably never existed than Josephine Bhaer when her little ship came into portwith flags flying, cannon that had been silent before now booming gaily, and, better than all, many kind facesrejoicing with her, many friendly hands grasping hers with cordial congratulations. After that it was plainsailing, and she merely had to load her ships and send them off on prosperous trips, to <strong>br</strong>ing home stores ofcomfort for all she loved and laboured for.
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