The Little Sisters

Many sisters also, for they were forgetful, and the house seemed like a clock whose pendulum was gone a visiting. Beth kept on with only slight relapses into idleness or grieving. Amy found that housework and art did not go well together and returned to her mud pies. When her heart got heavy with longings for mother or fears for father, she went away into a certain closet,. hid her face in the folds of a dear old gown and prayed her little prayer quietly by herself. Nobody knew what cheered her up after sober fit, but every one felt how sweet and helpful beth was and fell into a way of going to her for comfort or advice in their small affairs