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Two
easy
chairs
stood
side
by
side
at
the
head
of
the
table
,
in
which
sat
Beth
and
her
father
,
feasting
modestly
on
chicken
and
a
little
fruit
.
They
drank
healths
,
told
stories
,
sang
songs
,
‘
reminisced
’
,
as
the
old
folks
say
,
and
had
a
thoroughly
good
time
.
A
sleigh
ride
had
been
planned
,
but
the
girls
would
not
leave
their
father
,
so
the
guests
departed
early
,
and
as
twilight
gathered
,
the
happy
family
sat
together
round
the
fire
.
"
Just
a
year
ago
we
were
groaning
over
the
dismal
Christmas
we
expected
to
have
.
Do
you
remember
?
"
asked
Jo
,
breaking
a
short
pause
which
had
followed
a
long
conversation
about
many
things
.
"
Rather
a
pleasant
year
on
the
whole
!
"
said
Meg
,
smiling
at
the
fire
,
and
congratulating
herself
on
having
treated
Mr
.
Brooke
with
dignity
.
"
I
think
it
’
s
been
a
pretty
hard
one
,
"
observed
Amy
,
watching
the
light
shine
on
her
ring
with
thoughtful
eyes
.
"
I
’
m
glad
it
’
s
over
,
because
we
’
ve
got
you
back
,
"
whispered
Beth
,
who
sat
on
her
father
’
s
knee
.
"
Rather
a
rough
road
for
you
to
travel
,
my
little
pilgrims
,
especially
the
latter
part
of
it
.
But
you
have
got
on
bravely
,
and
I
think
the
burdens
are
in
a
fair
way
to
tumble
off
very
soon
,
"
said
Mr
.
March
,
looking
with
fatherly
satisfaction
at
the
four
young
faces
gathered
round
him
.
"
How
do
you
know
?
Did
Mother
tell
you
?
"
asked
Jo
.
"
Not
much
.
Straws
show
which
way
the
wind
blows
,
and
I
’
ve
made
several
discoveries
today
.
"
"
Oh
,
tell
us
what
they
are
!
"
cried
Meg
,
who
sat
beside
him
.
"
Here
is
one
.
"
