A Visit with the March’s . . .

“Mother, do you have ‘plans,’
as Mrs. Moffat said?” asked Meg bashfully.
            “Yes, my dear, I have a great many;
all mothers do, but mine differ somewhat from Mrs. Moffat’s, I suspect. I will
tell you some of them, for the time has come when a word may set this romantic
little head and heart of yours right, on a very serious subject. You are young,
Meg, but not too young to understand me, and mothers’ lips are the fittest to
speak of such things to girls like you. Jo, your turn will come in time,
perhaps, so listen to my ‘plans,’ and help me carry them out, if they are good.”
            Jo went and sat on one arm of the
chair, looking as if she thought they were about to join in some solemn affair.
Holding a hand of each, and watching the two young faces wistfully, Mrs. March
said, in her serious yet cheery way—
            “I want my daughters to be
beautiful, accomplished, and good; to be admired, loved, and respected; to have
a happy youth, to be well and wisely married, and to lead useful, pleasant
lives, with as little care and sorrow to try them as God sees fit to send. To
be loved and chosen by a good man is the best and sweetest thing which can
happen to a woman, and I sincerely hope my girls may know this beautiful experience.
It is natural to think of it, Meg, right to hope and wait for it, and wise to
prepare for it, so that when the happy time comes, you may feel ready for the
duties and worthy of the joy. My dear girls, I am ambitious for you, but not to have you make a dash in the world—marry
rich men merely because they are rich, or have splendid houses, which are not
homes because love is wanting. Money is a needful and precious thing—and, when
well used, a noble thing—but I never want you to think it is the first or only
prize to strive for. I’d rather see you poor men’s wives, if you were happy,
beloved, contented, than queens on thrones, without self-respect and peace.”
            “Poor girls don’t stand a chance,
Belle says, unless they put themselves forward,” sighed Meg.
            “Then we’ll be old maids,” said Jo
            “Right, Jo; better be happy old
maids than unhappy wives, or unmaidenly girls, running about to find husbands,”
said Mrs. March decidedly. “Don’t be troubled, Meg, poverty seldom daunts a
sincere lover. Some of the best and most honored women I know were poor girls,
but so love-worthy that they were not allowed to be old maids. Leave these
things to time; make this home happy, so that you may be fit for homes of your
own, if they are offered you, and contented here if they are not. One thing
remember, my girls; Mother is always ready to be your confidante, Father to be
your friend; and both of us trust and hope that our daughters, whether married
or single, will be the pride and comfort of our lives.”
            “We will, Marmee, we will!” cried
both, with all their hearts, as she bade them good night.
How I really do love my copy of Little Women; the sweetness, peace, and wisdom which flows from its pages . . . ah, one of life’s simple pleasures.  I hope that you too may be able to share a visit with one of the March girls. I assure you, they love to welcome guests and share their stories! 

Alcott, Louis May. Little Women. New York: Barnes
& Nobles Books, 2004.

2 thoughts on “A Visit with the March’s . . .

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    I have the book on CD and listened to it so many times that the CDs are starting to wear! And I especially love this part of the book. Such good advice, or motherly wisdom, I suppose! 😉
    I'm actually rather excited because I might have a chance to be in a theater production of Little Women! We'll see if it happens, but reading this makes me very excited about it! 🙂

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    Oh Sarah!! I am so excited for you! How fun it would be to play in "Little Women."

    Dear friend, I do hope you get a part and enjoy it immensely!

    With love and blessings to you!

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