[Jack and Jill by Louisa May Alcott]@TWC D-Link bookJack and Jill CHAPTER VII 17/18
This Lucinda I knew for years, and though at first I thought her fate the saddest that could be, I came at last to see how happy she was in spite of her affliction, how good and useful and beloved." "Why, how could she be? What did she do ?" cried Jill, forgetting her own troubles to look up with an open, eager face again. "She was so patient, other people were ashamed to complain of their small worries; so cheerful, that her own great one grew lighter; so industrious, that she made both money and friends by pretty things she worked and sold to her many visitors.
And, best of all, so wise and sweet that she seemed to get good out of everything, and make her poor room a sort of chapel where people went for comfort, counsel, and an example of a pious life.
So, you see, Lucinda was not so very miserable after all." "Well, if I could not be as I was, I'd like to be a woman like that. Only, I hope I shall not!" answered Jill, thoughtfully at first, then coming out so decidedly with the last words that it was evident the life of a bedridden saint was not at all to her mind. "So do I; and I mean to believe that you will not.
Meantime, we can try to make the waiting as useful and pleasant as possible.
This painful little back will be a sort of conscience to remind you of what you ought to do and leave undone, and so you can be learning obedience.
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