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Chapter 2
His daughters name was Louisa. The common was her favorite haunt, there was so much to do, and see there. The frog pond, was her favorite. It was an un-ending joy to her. Since she was a very lively young child, it was sometimes hard for her to firmly hold her moms hand while they passed the inviting pool. There it came, it always does in the history of even the most carefully-watched children, the moment her mothers attention went somewhere else. -
Chapter 1
The book takes place within the state of Pennsylvania. It was a well traveled road a while before the Revolution. Not all of its roughness and its wet, interfered with the joyful stride of a young father, who tramped the difficult mile, from his house to the big dwelling at Wyck, home of his dearest friends. Bronson Alcott hurried, breathless, to the Haines house, to burst open the door and tell great news. He had a new daughter, a lusty, lively, all-together remarkable daughter. -
Chapter 2 *continued*
She ran straight to the pond. She stood too close, causing her fall in. There was a shock of cold water. A moment of delighted splashing. A knowledge that the water was deep, over her head. She was strangling and choking. She went down, fighting and gasping for air. Even in her small mind, she knew she was drowning. -
Chapter 3
Louisa was now moving to a new house. The ancient red house. It stood silent, which was suddenly, full of life. There had been so many shadows and silence before. An awesome adventure was just beginning. Strangely, bright hopes were darting and lifting everywhere. She had an idea. Her idea was in the unbroken fields, sloping to the river, she would be able to run and race across them. -
Chapter 4
The Alcott family was moving. It was not the first time. For the first twenty-eight years old Louisa's life, her household was to achieve the record of twenty-nine moves. Louisa was stood on the threshold and watched the low-posted beds and the horsehair sofas came staggering in, was now thirteen years-old. Moving had never ceased to be an adventure with the casual Alcotts. -
Chapter 5
No one would ever know how hard it was for Louisa to live those five years of being alone. Her excessive shyness was not the best equipment for facing a strange and unreceptive world, in which the struggle for a living is already crowded. Not only was she very shy, she was also sensitive. She had the courage to usually laugh at hurt feelings and always rose from a fall. -
Chapter 6
Louisa Alcott became a nurse. She didn't learn much about her duties yet, only which ward was to be hers, how the meals of pork and dishwasher coffee was served, how many people must be applied to before an order of bandages and medicine could be filled. The hospital she worked at was in George-town. The building was a large hotel, were slatternly housekeeping with lazy, had held sway for years. -
Chapter 8
Recovering from illlneses seemed like the beginning of life all over again. For months, strength has seemed to be gone forever. Its return has made the impossible, the possible. Louisa's hospital experience, ended in a disaster. It would have quenched her love of adventure and seeking after new things. That was not the case at all. As soon as she began to feel herself again, she wanted to do more and see more than she had ever dreamed of. -
Chapter 9
From the moment her book appeared, her life was entirely changed. She did not what to make of it when the letters came pouring in. People pursued her everywhere to get a autograph, a word, or even nothing but a good stare at the renowned Miss Alcott, author of the new success "Little Women". She finished the book bravely. -
Chapter 10
Usually when Bronson Alcott set of his lecturing journeys to the west, there was always a good deal of flurry in the old house. Abba Alcott offered him last reminders of the ways in which he was to take care of himself. People wouldn't have easily guessed the author of "Little Women" would be able to produce such an emotional novel and were greatly surprised'. -
Chapter 7
In her room looking out above the Lexington, Louisa lay for weeks, wrapped in a club of delirium. First she heard sleigh bells, then crows cawing, then robins singing. The fields were white with deep drifts the day that she came into the house. Thin, shake and with shorn hair, she was barely recognizable. Bronson came down from Boston. He had a piece of news to tell.