The Jewel Casket

The Jewel Casket
The Kitchen Maid
The Lady of Shalott
the night watch by rembrandt
the wrong place with a croak or a quaver that spoilt the most pensive tune. They had always done this from the time they could lisp: ¡¡¡¡`Crinkle, crinkle, 'ittle 'tar.' ¡¡¡¡and it had become a household custom, for the mother was a born singer. The first sound in the morning was her voice, as she went about the house singing like a lark; and the last sound at night was the same cheery sound, for the girl never grew too old for that familiar lullaby. ¡¡¡¡ ¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡chapter
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2 A Merry Christmas ¡¡¡¡Jo was the first to wake in the grey dawn of Christmas morning. No stockings hung at the fireplace, and for a moment she felt as much disappointed as she did long ago, when a little sock fell down because it was so crammed with goodies. Then she remembered her mother's promise, and, slipping her hand under her pillow, drew out a little crimson-covered book. She knew it very well, for it was that beautiful story of the best life ever lived, and Jo felt that it was a true guide-book for any pilgrim going the long journey. She woke Meg with a `Merry