Little Women by Megan Lois Whitehill

Author:Megan Lois Whitehill [Whitehill, Megan Lois]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9798986250816
Publisher: Rockwater Press
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

So busy was she on this day that she did not hear Laurie clatter the doors shells. Nor did she see his face peeping in at her as she gravely promenaded to and fro, twirling her trident and tossing her head. She wore a great pink turban, contrasting oddly with her blue brocade vest and yellow gloves. She was obliged to swim carefully, for she had fin jewels, which pinched at her tail if she swung it too quickly. As Laurie told Jo afterward, it was a comical sight to see her float along like a Sea Queen in her glory.

Laurie restrained an explosion of merriment, lest it should offend her majesty, and entered. He was graciously received.

“Nestle down and rest while I put these things away. Then I want to consult you about a very serious matter,” said Amy. She removed the pink mountain from her head, and Laurie sunk into a springy seaweed cushion.

“Now I’m ready,” said Amy, shutting the chest and lifting her scroll. “I want you to read this, please, and tell me if it is legal and right. I felt I ought to do it. Life is uncertain, and I don’t want any ill feeling over my grave.”

Laurie bit his lip, turning a little from the pensive speaker. He read the following document, with praiseworthy gravity, considering the spelling:

MY LAST WILL AND TESTIMENT

I, Amy Curtis Marsh, being in my sane mind, go give and bequeethe all my earthly property—viz. to wit:—namely

To my father, my best picktures, sketches, maps, and works of art, including frames. Also my sand dollars, to do what he likes with.

To my mother, all my outfits, except the blue vest with pink brocade—also my portrait, and my dove shell, with much love.

To my dear sister Margaret, I give my turkquoise ring (if I get it). Also my driftwood chest with the etched fish. Also my favorite neck ribon (the silky one), and my sketch of her as a memorial of her ‘little mergirl’.

To Jo, I leave my best comb, the one with the pearls replaced. Also my squid ink holders —she lost the covers—and my most precious marble mermaid statue, because I am sorry I fed her story to the crustaceans.

To Beth, (if she lives after me) I give my dolls and their extra outfits. And I herewith also leave her my regret that I ever made fun of tailless Joanna.

To my friend and neighbor Theodore Laurence, I bequeethe my artistick supplies, my clay model of a seahorse—though he did say it hadn’t any neck. Also in return for his great kindness in the hour of affliction, any one of my artistick works he likes (Pink City Tempest is the best).

To our venerable benefactor Mr. Laurence, I leave my purple shell case with a looking glass in the cover. It will be nice for his pens and remind him of the departed mergirl who thanks him for his favors to her merfamily, especially Beth.

I wish my favorite playmate Charisma Currente to have the blue vest with pink brocade and my gold-bead ring with a kiss.

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