They say my hairline is in the middle of my forehead

'I know what I mean, and you needn't be statirical about it. 'If you mean libel, I'd say so, and not talk about labels, as if Papa was a pickle bottle,' advised Jo, laughing. 'I don't believe any of you suffer as I do,' cried Amy, 'for you don't have to go to school with impertinent girls, who plague you if you don't know your lessons, and laugh at your dresses, and label your father if he isn't rich, and insult you when your nose isn't nice.'

It makes me cross, and my hands get so stiff, I can't practice well at all.' And Beth looked at her rough hands with a sigh that any one could hear that time. 'It's naughty to fret, but I do think washing dishes and keeping things tidy is the worst work in the world. 'How would you like to be shut up for hours with a nervous, fussy old lady, who keeps you trotting, is never satisfied, and worries you till you're ready to fly out the window or cry?' 'You don't have half such a hard time as I do,' said Jo. 'I know I do-teaching those tiresome children nearly all day, when I'm longing to enjoy myself at home,' began Meg, in the complaining tone again. Let's each buy what we want, and have a little fun I'm sure we work hard enough to earn it,' cried Jo, examining the heels of her shoes in a gentlemanly manner. 'Mother didn't say anything about our money, and she won't wish us to give up everything. 'I shall get a nice box of Faber's drawing pencils I really need them,' said Amy decidedly. 'I planned to spend mine in new music,' said Beth, with a little sigh, which no one heard but the hearth brush and kettle-holder. I've wanted it so long,' said Jo, who was a bookworm. I agree not to expect anything from Mother or you, but I do want to buy Undine and Sintran for myself. We've each got a dollar, and the army wouldn't be much helped by our giving that. 'But I don't think the little we should spend would do any good. But I am afraid I don't,' and Meg shook her head, as she thought regretfully of all the pretty things she wanted. We can't do much, but we can make our little sacrifices, and ought to do it gladly. Nobody spoke for a minute then Meg said in an altered tone, 'You know the reason Mother proposed not having any presents this Christmas was because it is going to be a hard winter for everyone and she thinks we ought not to spend money for pleasure, when our men are suffering so in the army. LAURIE MAKES MISCHIEF, AND JO MAKES PEACE

They say my hairline is in the middle of my forehead