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1JUNIOR Avonlea found it hard to settle down to humdrum existence again. To Anne in particular things seemed fearfully
2flat, stale, and unprofitable after the goblet of excitement she had been sipping for weeks. Could she go back to the
3former quiet pleasures of those faraway days before the concert? At first, as she told Diana, she did not really think
4she could. "I'm positively certain, Diana, that life can never be quite the same again as it was in those olden days,"
5she said mournfully, as if referring to a period of at least fifty years back. "Perhaps after a while I'll get used to
6it, but I'm afraid concerts spoil people for everyday life. I suppose that is why Marilla disapproves of them. Marilla
7is such a sensible woman. It must be a great deal better to be sensible; but still, I don't believe I'd really want to
8be a sensible person, because they are so unromantic. Mrs. Lynde says there is no danger of my ever being one, but you
9can never tell. I feel just now that I may grow up to be sensible yet. But perhaps that is only because I'm tired. I
10simply couldn't sleep last night for ever so long. I just lay awake and imagined the concert over and over again. That's
11one splendid thing about such affairs--it's so lovely to look back to them." Eventually, however, Avonlea school slipped
12back into its old groove and took up its old interests. To be sure, the concert left traces. Ruby Gillis and Emma White,
13who had quarreled over a point of precedence in their platform seats, no longer sat at the same desk, and a promising
14friendship of three years was broken up. Josie Pye and Julia Bell did not "speak" for three months, because Josie Pye
15had told Bessie Wright that Julia Bell's bow when she got up to recite made her think of a chicken jerking its head, and
16Bessie told Julia. None of the Sloanes would have any dealings with the Bells, because the Bells had declared that the
17Sloanes had too much to do in the program, and the Sloanes had retorted that the Bells were not capable of doing the
18little they had to do properly. Finally, Charlie Sloane fought Moody Spurgeon MacPherson, because Moody Spurgeon had
19said that Anne Shirley put on airs about her recitations, and Moody Spurgeon was "licked"; consequently Moody Spurgeon's
20sister, Ella May, would not "speak" to Anne Shirley all the rest of the winter. With the exception of these trifling
21frictions, work in Miss Stacy's little kingdom went on with regularity and smoothness. The winter weeks slipped by. It
22was an unusually mild winter, with so little snow that Anne and Diana could go to school nearly every day by way of the
23Birch Path. On Anne's birthday they were tripping lightly down it, keeping eyes and ears alert amid all their chatter,
24for Miss Stacy had told them that they must soon write a composition on "A Winter's Walk in the Woods," and it behooved
25them to be observant. "Just think, Diana, I'm thirteen years old today," remarked Anne in an awed voice. "I can scarcely
26realize that I'm in my teens. When I woke this morning it seemed to me that everything must be different. You've been
27thirteen for a month, so I suppose it doesn't seem such a novelty to you as it does to me. It makes life seem so much
28more interesting. In two more years I'll be really grown up. It's a great comfort to think that I'll be able to use big
29words then without being laughed at." "Ruby Gillis says she means to have a beau as soon as she's fifteen," said Diana.
30"Ruby Gillis thinks of nothing but beaus," said Anne disdainfully. "She's actually delighted when anyone writes her name
31up in a take-notice for all she pretends to be so mad. But I'm afraid that is an uncharitable speech. Mrs. Allan says we
32should never make uncharitable speeches; but they do slip out so often before you think, don't they? I simply can't talk
33about Josie Pye without making an uncharitable speech, so I never mention her at all. You may have noticed that. I'm
34trying to be as much like Mrs. Allan as I possibly can, for I think she's perfect. Mr. Allan thinks so too. Mrs. Lynde
35says he just worships the ground she treads on and she doesn't really think it right for a minister to set his
36affections so much on a mortal being. But then, Diana, even ministers are human and have their besetting sins just like
37everybody else. I had such an interesting talk with Mrs. Allan about besetting sins last Sunday afternoon. There are
38just a few things it's proper to talk about on Sundays and that is one of them. My besetting sin is imagining too much
39and forgetting my duties. I'm striving very hard to overcome it and now that I'm really thirteen perhaps I'll get on
40better." "In four more years we'll be able to put our hair up," said Diana. "Alice Bell is only sixteen and she is
41wearing hers up, but I think that's ridiculous. I shall wait until I'm seventeen." "If I had Alice Bell's crooked nose,"
42said Anne decidedly, "I wouldn't--but there! I won't say what I was going to because it was extremely uncharitable.
43Besides, I was comparing it with my own nose and that's vanity. I'm afraid I think too much about my nose ever since I
44heard that compliment about it long ago. It really is a great comfort to me. Oh, Diana, look, there's a rabbit. That's
45something to remember for our woods composition. I really think the woods are just as lovely in winter as in summer.
46They're so white and still, as if they were asleep and dreaming pretty dreams." "I won't mind writing that composition
47when its time comes," sighed Diana. "I can manage to write about the woods, but the one we're to hand in Monday is
48terrible. The idea of Miss Stacy telling us to write a story out of our own heads!" "Why, it's as easy as wink," said
49Anne. "It's easy for you because you have an imagination," retorted Diana, "but what would you do if you had been born
50without one? I suppose you have your composition all done?" Anne nodded, trying hard not to look virtuously complacent
51and failing miserably. "I wrote it last Monday evening. It's called 'The Jealous Rival; or In Death Not Divided.' I read
52it to Marilla and she said it was stuff and nonsense. Then I read it to Matthew and he said it was fine. That is the
53kind of critic I like. It's a sad, sweet story. I just cried like a child while I was writing it. It's about two
54beautiful maidens called Cordelia Montmorency and Geraldine Seymour who lived in the same village and were devotedly
55attached to each other. Cordelia was a regal brunette with a coronet of midnight hair and duskly flashing eyes.
56Geraldine was a queenly blonde with hair like spun gold and velvety purple eyes." "I never saw anybody with purple
57eyes," said Diana dubiously. "Neither did I. I just imagined them. I wanted something out of the common. Geraldine had
58an alabaster brow too. I've found out what an alabaster brow is. That is one of the advantages of being thirteen. You
59know so much more than you did when you were only twelve." "Well, what became of Cordelia and Geraldine?" asked Diana,
60who was beginning to feel rather interested in their fate.
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