Introduction

Meg made her wedding gown herself, sewing into it the tender hopes and innocent romances of a girlish heart. The june roses over the porch were awake bright and early on that morning,. rejoicing with all their hearts in the cloudless sunshine. Neither silk lace nor orange flowers would she have. I don't want a fashionable wedding, but only those about me whom i love, and to them i wish to look and be my familiar self. Chapter 20, fivethe first wedding.