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1WHEN Marilla took Anne up to bed that night she said stiffly: "Now, Anne, I noticed last night that you threw your
2clothes all about the floor when you took them off. That is a very untidy habit, and I can't allow it at all. As soon as
3you take off any article of clothing fold it neatly and place it on the chair. I haven't any use at all for little girls
4who aren't neat." "I was so harrowed up in my mind last night that I didn't think about my clothes at all," said Anne.
5"I'll fold them nicely tonight. They always made us do that at the asylum. Half the time, though, I'd forget, I'd be in
6such a hurry to get into bed nice and quiet and imagine things." "You'll have to remember a little better if you stay
7here," admonished Marilla. "There, that looks something like. Say your prayers now and get into bed." "I never say any
8prayers," announced Anne. Marilla looked horrified astonishment. "Why, Anne, what do you mean? Were you never taught to
9say your prayers? God always wants little girls to say their prayers. Don't you know who God is, Anne?" "'God is a
10spirit, infinite, eternal and unchangeable, in His being, wisdom, power, holiness, justice, goodness, and truth,'"
11responded Anne promptly and glibly. Marilla looked rather relieved. "So you do know something then, thank goodness!
12You're not quite a heathen. Where did you learn that?" "Oh, at the asylum Sunday-school. They made us learn the whole
13catechism. I liked it pretty well. There's something splendid about some of the words. 'Infinite, eternal and
14unchangeable.' Isn't that grand? It has such a roll to it--just like a big organ playing. You couldn't quite call it
15poetry, I suppose, but it sounds a lot like it, doesn't it?" "We're not talking about poetry, Anne--we are talking about
16saying your prayers. Don't you know it's a terrible wicked thing not to say your prayers every night? I'm afraid you are
17a very bad little girl." "You'd find it easier to be bad than good if you had red hair," said Anne reproachfully.
18"People who haven't red hair don't know what trouble is. Mrs. Thomas told me that God made my hair red on purpose, and
19I've never cared about Him since. And anyhow I'd always be too tired at night to bother saying prayers. People who have
20to look after twins can't be expected to say their prayers. Now, do you honestly think they can?" Marilla decided that
21Anne's religious training must be begun at once. Plainly there was no time to be lost. "You must say your prayers while
22you are under my roof, Anne." "Why, of course, if you want me to," assented Anne cheerfully. "I'd do anything to oblige
23you. But you'll have to tell me what to say for this once. After I get into bed I'll imagine out a real nice prayer to
24say always. I believe that it will be quite interesting, now that I come to think of it." "You must kneel down," said
25Marilla in embarrassment. Anne knelt at Marilla's knee and looked up gravely. "Why must people kneel down to pray? If I
26really wanted to pray I'll tell you what I'd do. I'd go out into a great big field all alone or into the deep, deep
27woods, and I'd look up into the sky--up--up--up--into that lovely blue sky that looks as if there was no end to its
28blueness. And then I'd just feel a prayer. Well, I'm ready. What am I to say?" Marilla felt more embarrassed than ever.
29She had intended to teach Anne the childish classic, "Now I lay me down to sleep." But she had, as I have told you, the
30glimmerings of a sense of humor--which is simply another name for a sense of the fitness of things; and it suddenly
31occurred to her that that simple little prayer, sacred to white-robed childhood lisping at motherly knees, was entirely
32unsuited to this freckled witch of a girl who knew and cared nothing about God's love, since she had never had it
33translated to her through the medium of human love. "You're old enough to pray for yourself, Anne," she said finally.
34"Just thank God for your blessings and ask Him humbly for the things you want." "Well, I'll do my best," promised Anne,
35burying her face in Marilla's lap. "Gracious heavenly Father--that's the way the ministers say it in church, so I
36suppose it's all right in private prayer, isn't it?" she interjected, lifting her head for a moment. "Gracious heavenly
37Father, I thank Thee for the White Way of Delight and the Lake of Shining Waters and Bonny and the Snow Queen. I'm
38really extremely grateful for them. And that's all the blessings I can think of just now to thank Thee for. As for the
39things I want, they're so numerous that it would take a great deal of time to name them all, so I will only mention the
40two most important. Please let me stay at Green Gables; and please let me be good-looking when I grow up. I remain,
41"Yours respectfully, Anne Shirley. "There, did I do all right?" she asked eagerly, getting up. "I could have made it
42much more flowery if I'd had a little more time to think it over." Poor Marilla was only preserved from complete
43collapse by remembering that it was not irreverence, but simply spiritual ignorance on the part of Anne that was
44responsible for this extraordinary petition. She tucked the child up in bed, mentally vowing that she should be taught a
45prayer the very next day, and was leaving the room with the light when Anne called her back. "I've just thought of it
46now. I should have said 'Amen' in place of 'yours respectfully,' shouldn't I?--the way the ministers do. I'd forgotten
47it, but I felt a prayer should be finished off in some way, so I put in the other. Do you suppose it will make any
48difference?" "I--I don't suppose it will," said Marilla. "Go to sleep now like a good child. Good night." "I can say
49good night tonight with a clear conscience," said Anne, cuddling luxuriously down among her pillows. Marilla retreated
50to the kitchen, set the candle firmly on the table, and glared at Matthew. "Matthew Cuthbert, it's about time somebody
51adopted that child and taught her something. She's next door to a perfect heathen. Will you believe that she never said
52a prayer in her life till tonight? I'll send to the manse tomorrow and borrow the Peep of the Day series, that's what
53I'll do. And she shall go to Sunday-school just as soon as I can get some suitable clothes made for her. I foresee that
54I shall have my hands full. Well, well, we can't get through this world without our share of trouble. I've had a pretty
55easy life of it so far, but my time has come at last and I suppose I'll just have to make the best of it."
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