Emily of New Moon (Emily Part 1) (Emily Starr Trilogy)

by L.M. Montgomery

Cousin Jimmy—a

Aunt Ruth

"Fun!" said Aunt Ruth, in a shocked tone. "I did not think of fun when I was a little girl."

"No, I know," said Emily gravely.

Haha

Aunt Laura,

Haha

And at least she knows better than to take sides.

"S-s-h!" he whispered, patting her on the shoulder. "I heard you coming down and followed you. I knew what you wanted. I've been sitting here to keep them out if any of them came after you. Here, take this and hurry back to your bed, small pussy."

Sweet

As for Cousin Jimmy, he was nice.

Haha sweet

Haha - how badly she interprets!

happy was the corpse the rain fell on;

Question - proverbial?

Emily was not reading. She was thinking.

Haha - brilliant to use a book for cover. Mee too.

Haha - so independent. So brave.

"I think," said Aunt Laura timidly, "that she has what one might call an artistic temperament."

"I think that your own manners have a slight curve."

Haha % picked up on “straighten out”

Haha

that old witch Caroline.

Why don’t the others offer to contribute? Not only mean but selfish skinflints too.

Haha

Uh- oh ….

Haha

"With wise and careful training many of her faults may be cured," said Uncle Wallace, pompously.

a phrase of her father's—"your abominablevirtues!")

I don't believe anybody ever loved you. So it's you, that's a failure.

so easily do we misunderstand each other that the Murrays actually thought that she was indulging in a piece of gratuitous impertinence.

Emily-in-the-glass.

A minute later Emily was curled up on her bed, Turk-fashion, writing eagerly in the old book with her little stubby lead-pencil.

her own deathbed, with the Murrays standing around imploring her forgiveness.

Haha sad

It had been fun, finding words to fit Uncle Wallace; and what exquisite satisfaction it had been to describe Aunt Ruth as "a dumpy little woman."

Haha - I hope they lived long enough o read the book.

Uncle Wallace,

his peculiar quality of grimness.

Aunt Eli...

This was terrible—it seemed as if she must blindly settle her own fate.

CRUEL.

with the air of one who challenges destiny,

Elizabeth Murray."

Of course, as far as the matter of expense goes, Elizabeth, I'll do my share."

"I am her duty," thought Emily. "Father said nobody ever liked a duty. So Aunt Elizabeth will never like me."

Aunt Laura.

Thank god there’s one who loves her right away.

"But I'm not a Murray, you know." Then Aunt Laura said a queer thing—for a Murray. "Thank heaven for that!" said Aunt Laura.

Haha

"I'll recite my poetry to you. It's very few people I do that for. I've composed a thousand poems. They're not written down—I carry them here." Cousin Jimmy tapped his forehead.

Wow. Poet.

I love those cats. And they're the only things left in the world that love me. Please!"

Aunt Elizabeth was one of those people who never do understand anything unless it is told them in plain language and hammered into their heads. Andthen they understand it only with their brains and not with their hearts.

she couldn't leave Saucy Sal to Ellen's tender mercies. Ellen had always hated Sal; but she rather liked Mike and she would be good to him.

"You mustn't read that, Aunt Elizabeth," she cried indignantly, "that's mine—my own private property."

UNFAIR

That is HORRIBLE.

she had lost something incalculably precious.

Well yeah!

HORRIBLE