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Anne's House of Dreams - Chapter 34 - The Ship O'Dreams Comes to Harbor
Episode 3428th January 2023 • Bite at a Time Books • Bree Carlile
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Today, we'll be continuing Anne's House of Dreams by Lucy Maud Montgomery.

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Chapter 34 the ship of dreams comes to the harbor one morning when a windy golden sunrise was billowing over the gulf in waves of light.

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A certain weary stork flew over the bar of Fourwind's harbor on his way from the land of evening stars.

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Under his wing was tucked a sleepy, starryeyed little creature.

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The stork was tired, and he looked wistfully about him.

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He knew he was somewhere near his destination, but he could not yet see it.

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The big white lighthouse on the red sandstone cliff had its good points, but no stork possessed of any gumption would leave a new velvet baby there.

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An old gray house surrounded by willows in a blossomy brook valley looked more promising, but did not seem quite the thing either.

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The staring green abode further on was manifestly out of the question.

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Then the stork brightened up.

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He had caught sight of the very place a little white house nestled against a big whispering firwood, with a spiral of blue smoke winding up from its kitchen chimney.

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A house which just looked as if it were meant for babies.

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The start gave a sigh of satisfaction and softly alighted on the ridgepole.

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Half an hour later, Gilbert ran down the hall and tapped on the spare room door.

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A drowsy voice answered him, and in a moment Marilla's pale, scared face peeped out from behind the door.

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Marilla, Anna sent me to tell you that a certain young gentleman has arrived here.

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He hasn't brought much luggage with him, but he evidently means to stay.

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For pity's sake, said Marilla blankly, you.

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Don'T mean to tell me, Gilbert, that it's all over?

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Why wasn't I called and wouldn't let us disturb you when there was no need?

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Nobody was called until about 2 hours ago.

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There was no passage perilous this time.

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And and Gilbert?

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Will this baby live?

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He certainly will.

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He weighs £10 and why listen to him?

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Nothing wrong with his lungs, is there?

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The nurse says his hair will be red.

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Anne is furious with her, and I'm tickled to death.

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That was a wonderful day in the little house of dreams.

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The best dream of all has come true, said Anne, pale and rapturous.

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Oh, Marilla, I hardly dare believe it after that horrible day last summer.

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I have had a heartache ever since then.

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But it is gone now.

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This baby will take Joy's place, said Marilla.

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Oh, no, no, Marilla, he can't.

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Nothing can ever do that.

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He has his own place, my dear, we manchild.

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But little Joy has hers and always will have it.

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If she had lived, she would have been over a year old.

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She would have been toddling around on her tiny feet and lisping a few words.

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I can see her so plainly, Marilla.

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Oh, I know now that Captain Jim.

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Was right when he said god would.

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Manage better than that.

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My baby would seem a stranger to me when I found her beyond.

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I've learned that this past year.

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I followed her development day by day and week by week.

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I always shall.

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I shall know just how she grows from year to year.

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And when I meet her again, I'll know her.

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She won't be a stranger.

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Oh, Marilla, look at his dear darling toes.

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Isn't it strange they should be so perfect?

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It would be stranger if they weren't, said Marilla crisply.

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Now that all was safely over, Marilla was herself again.

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Oh, I know.

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But it seems as if they couldn't be quite finished, you know.

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And they are, even to the tiny nails.

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And his hands.

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Just look at his hands, Marilla.

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They appear to be a good deal.

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Like hands, Marilla conceded.

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See how he clings to my finger?

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I'm sure he knows me already.

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He cries when the nurse takes him away.

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Oh, Marilla, do you think you don't think, do you, that his hair is going to be red?

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I don't see much hair of any color, said Marilla.

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I wouldn't worry about it if I were you until it becomes visible.

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Marilla, he has hair.

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Look at that fine little down all over his head.

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Anyway, nurse says his eyes will be hazel and his forehead is exactly like Gilbert's.

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And he has the nicest little ears.

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Dr.

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Dear, said Susan, the first.

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Thing I did was to look at his ears.

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Hair is deceitful and noses and eyes change, and you cannot tell what is going to come of them.

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But ears is ears from start to finish, and you always know where you are with them.

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Just look at their shape and they are set right back against his precious head.

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You will never need to be ashamed of his ears, Mrs.

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Dr.

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Deer anne's convalescence was rapid and happy.

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Folks came and worshipped the baby as people have bowed before the kingship of the newborn since long before the wiseman of the east melton homage to the royal babe of the Bethlehem manger.

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Leslie, slowly finding herself amid the new conditions of her life, hovered over it like a beautiful golden crowned Madonna.

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Miss Cornelia nursed it as nacoli as could any mother in Israel.

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Captain Jim held the small creature in his big brown hands and gazed tenderly.

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At it with eyes that saw the.

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Children who had never been born to him.

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What are you going to call him?

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Asked Miss Cornelia.

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And has settled his name, answered Gilbert.

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James Matthew, after the two finest gentlemen I've ever known.

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Not even saving your presence, said Anne.

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With a saucy glance at Gilbert.

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Gilbert smiled.

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I never knew Matthew very well.

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He was so shy.

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We boys couldn't get acquainted with him.

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But I quite agree with you that Captain Jim is one of the rarest and finest souls God ever clothed in clay.

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He's so delighted over the fact that we've given his name to our small lad.

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It seems he has no other namesake.

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Well, James Matthew was a name that will wear well and not fade in.

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The washing, said Miss Cornelia.

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I'm glad you didn't load him down with some highfalutin romantic name that he'd be ashamed of when he gets to be a grandfather.

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William Drew with a glen as called her Baby Birdie.

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Shakespeare.

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Quite a combination, isn't it?

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And I'm glad you haven't had much trouble picking on a name.

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Some folks have an awful time.

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When the Stanley Flags, this first boy, was born, there was so much rivalry as to who the child should be named for that the poor little soul had to go for two years without a name.

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Then a brother came along and there it was.

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Big baby and little baby finally they called big Baby Peter and little Baby Isaac, after the two grandfathers, and had them both christened together.

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And each tried to see if it couldn't howl the other down.

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You know that highland scotch family of McNabbs?

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Back of the glen?

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They've got twelve boys, and the oldest and the youngest are both called Neil.

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Big Neil and little Neil in the same family?

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Well, I suppose they ran out of names.

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I have read somewhere, laughed Anne, that the first child is a poem, but the 10th is very prosy prose.

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Perhaps Mrs.

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McNabb thought that the 12th was merely an old tale retold.

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Well, there's something to be said for.

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Large families, said Miss Cornelia with a sigh.

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I was an only child for eight years and I did long for a brother and sister.

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Mother told me to pray for one, and pray I did, believe me.

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Well, one day Aunt Nellie came to me and said cornelia, there's a little brother for you upstairs in your ma's room.

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You can go up and see him.

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I was so excited and delighted, I just flew upstairs and old Mrs.

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Flag lifted up the baby for me to see.

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Lord, Anne deary, I never was so disappointed in my life.

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You see, I'd been praying for a brother two years older than myself.

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How long did it take you to get over your disappointment?

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Asked Anne amid her laughter.

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Well, I had a spite at Providence for a good spell, and for weeks I wouldn't even look at the baby.

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Nobody knew why, for I never told.

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Then he began to get real cute and held out his wee hands to me, and I began to get fond of him.

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But I didn't get really reconciled to him until one day a schoolchum came to see him and said she thought he was awful small for his age.

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I just got boiling mad and I sailed right into her and told her she didn't know a nice baby when she saw one, and ours was the nicest baby in the world.

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And after that I just worshipped him.

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Mother died before he was three years old, and I was sister and mother to him both.

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Poor little lad.

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He was never strong, and he died when he wasn't much over 20.

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Seems to me I'd have given anything on earth and Erie if he'd only lived.

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Miss Cornelia sighed.

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Gilbert had gone down, and Leslie, who had been crooning over the small James Matthew in the dormer window, laid him asleep in his basket and went her way.

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As soon as she was safely out of ear shot, ms.

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Cornelia bent forward and said in the conspirator's whisper and.

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Erie, I had a letter from Owen Ford yesterday.

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He's in Vancouver just now, but he wants to know if I can board him for a month later on.

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You know what that means.

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Well, I hope we're doing right.

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We have nothing to do with it.

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We couldn't prevent him from coming to.

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Four wins if he wanted to, said Anne quickly.

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She did not like the feeling of matchmaking Miss Cornelius whispers gave her, and then she weakly succumbed herself.

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Don't let Leslie know he's coming until he's here, she said.

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If she found out, I feel sure she would go away at once.

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She intends to go in the fall anyhow.

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She told me so the other day.

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She's going to Montreal to take up nursing and make what she can of her life.

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Oh, well, Anne Derry, said Miss Cornelia, nodding sagely, that is all as it may be, you and I have done our part and we must leave the rest to higher hands.

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