“Their dearest love my makers laid Within my breast of snow: Accept it, and the Alpine maid, From Laurie and from Jo.”

How Beth laughed when she saw it, how Laurie ran up and down to bring in the gifts, and what ridiculous speeches Jo made as she presented them!

“I’m so full of happiness, that, if father was only here, I couldn’t hold one drop more,” said Beth, quite sighing with contentment as Jo carried her off to the study to rest after the excitement, and to refresh herself with some of the delicious grapes the “ Jungfrau ” had sent her.

“So am I,” added Jo, slapping the pocket wherein reposed the long-desired Undine and Sintram .