Little Women Page #4

"I know they will remember all I said,

that they will be loving children to you...

"will work diligently so that

these hard times need not be wasted...

"fight their bosom enemies bravely...

"and conquer themselves so beautifully...

"that when I come back to them,

I may be fonder...

"and prouder than ever

of my little women."

- Ma'am?

- Yes, Hannah?

A message from poor Mrs. Hummel.

She wants to know, can you come?

Right away.

Could you get my boots, Amy, please?

My wraps, Jo?

- Goodnight, my children.

- Goodnight, Marmee.

Don't wait up for me. I might be late.

Goodnight.

Marmee really ought to have

a new pair of slippers.

I'm the man in the family

while Papa's away...

so I'll supply the slippers.

Beth thought of them first.

Then I'll buy her Army shoes,

best to be had.

And I shall get her a nice pair of gloves,

pink ones.

A little bottle of cologne from me.

She likes it. And it won't cost much.

Then maybe I can keep

some of my pencils.

- But, Jo, won't the store be closed?

- We'll storm the citadel!

Has anybody seen my clothespin?

No one's taken your clothespin.

You ask that every night.

- You probably hid it under your own bed.

- It's not there. I looked.

It's Marmee. Scuttle, girls!

Christopher Columbus!

- Kidney pie and sausage!

- Popovers!

- And coffee!

- And everything!

- I don't know when I've had a popover.

- Merry Christmas.

Merry Christmas, Hannah!

The table looks beautiful, Hannah.

- You do beat the Dutch.

- Don't see what the fuss is about.

I remember when I served

a breakfast like this every day.

We must have been enormously rich.

Tell me, Hannah. How was I dressed

when we had all that money?

In diapers.

Amy, wait for Marmee.

Mom says no. You're to have

your breakfast and go to church.

- She'll meet you there.

- Why? Where is she?

At the Hummels'.

Mrs. Hummel had her baby

early this morning.

Another baby?

Popovers.

One baby after another.

Six children, half-frozen,

huddled in one bed. No fire on the stove.

So your mom took her breakfast to them.

Not that there was enough to go around.

I believe in charity...

but after all, when you cook a decent meal

once in a blue moon...

you like to see it enjoyed.

Besides, we don't have any to spare.

You're absolutely right, Hannah.

- What's the matter, Beth?

- I'm not hungry.

People are starving everywhere,

every day.

If you let that worry you,

you'll never eat at all.

I try not to think about it.

Those people are far away,

and we don't know them.

But the Hummels are near,

and we do know them.

You're not thinking of giving

our breakfast to the Hummels?

Oh, no.

You couldn't think of a thing like that.

- I could.

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