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1SPRING had come once more to Green Gables--the beautiful capricious, reluctant Canadian spring, lingering along through
2April and May in a succession of sweet, fresh, chilly days, with pink sunsets and miracles of resurrection and growth.
3The maples in Lover's Lane were red budded and little curly ferns pushed up around the Dryad's Bubble. Away up in the
4barrens, behind Mr. Silas Sloane's place, the Mayflowers blossomed out, pink and white stars of sweetness under their
5brown leaves. All the school girls and boys had one golden afternoon gathering them, coming home in the clear, echoing
6twilight with arms and baskets full of flowery spoil. "I'm so sorry for people who live in lands where there are no
7Mayflowers," said Anne. "Diana says perhaps they have something better, but there couldn't be anything better than
8Mayflowers, could there, Marilla? And Diana says if they don't know what they are like they don't miss them. But I think
9that is the saddest thing of all. I think it would be tragic, Marilla, not to know what Mayflowers are like and not to
10miss them. Do you know what I think Mayflowers are, Marilla? I think they must be the souls of the flowers that died
11last summer and this is their heaven. But we had a splendid time today, Marilla. We had our lunch down in a big mossy
12hollow by an old well--such a romantic spot. Charlie Sloane dared Arty Gillis to jump over it, and Arty did because he
13wouldn't take a dare. Nobody would in school. It is very fashionable to dare. Mr. Phillips gave all the Mayflowers he
14found to Prissy Andrews and I heard him to say 'sweets to the sweet.' He got that out of a book, I know; but it shows he
15has some imagination. I was offered some Mayflowers too, but I rejected them with scorn. I can't tell you the person's
16name because I have vowed never to let it cross my lips. We made wreaths of the Mayflowers and put them on our hats; and
17when the time came to go home we marched in procession down the road, two by two, with our bouquets and wreaths, singing
18'My Home on the Hill.' Oh, it was so thrilling, Marilla. All Mr. Silas Sloane's folks rushed out to see us and everybody
19we met on the road stopped and stared after us. We made a real sensation." "Not much wonder! Such silly doings!" was
20Marilla's response. After the Mayflowers came the violets, and Violet Vale was empurpled with them. Anne walked through
21it on her way to school with reverent steps and worshiping eyes, as if she trod on holy ground. "Somehow," she told
22Diana, "when I'm going through here I don't really care whether Gil--whether anybody gets ahead of me in class or not.
23But when I'm up in school it's all different and I care as much as ever. There's such a lot of different Annes in me. I
24sometimes think that is why I'm such a troublesome person. If I was just the one Anne it would be ever so much more
25comfortable, but then it wouldn't be half so interesting." One June evening, when the orchards were pink blossomed
26again, when the frogs were singing silverly sweet in the marshes about the head of the Lake of Shining Waters, and the
27air was full of the savor of clover fields and balsamic fir woods, Anne was sitting by her gable window. She had been
28studying her lessons, but it had grown too dark to see the book, so she had fallen into wide-eyed reverie, looking out
29past the boughs of the Snow Queen, once more bestarred with its tufts of blossom. In all essential respects the little
30gable chamber was unchanged. The walls were as white, the pincushion as hard, the chairs as stiffly and yellowly upright
31as ever. Yet the whole character of the room was altered. It was full of a new vital, pulsing personality that seemed to
32pervade it and to be quite independent of schoolgirl books and dresses and ribbons, and even of the cracked blue jug
33full of apple blossoms on the table. It was as if all the dreams, sleeping and waking, of its vivid occupant had taken a
34visible although unmaterial form and had tapestried the bare room with splendid filmy tissues of rainbow and moonshine.
35Presently Marilla came briskly in with some of Anne's freshly ironed school aprons. She hung them over a chair and sat
36down with a short sigh. She had had one of her headaches that afternoon, and although the pain had gone she felt weak
37and "tuckered out," as she expressed it. Anne looked at her with eyes limpid with sympathy. "I do truly wish I could
38have had the headache in your place, Marilla. I would have endured it joyfully for your sake." "I guess you did your
39part in attending to the work and letting me rest," said Marilla. "You seem to have got on fairly well and made fewer
40mistakes than usual. Of course it wasn't exactly necessary to starch Matthew's handkerchiefs! And most people when they
41put a pie in the oven to warm up for dinner take it out and eat it when it gets hot instead of leaving it to be burned
42to a crisp. But that doesn't seem to be your way evidently." Headaches always left Marilla somewhat sarcastic. "Oh, I'm
43so sorry," said Anne penitently. "I never thought about that pie from the moment I put it in the oven till now, although
44I felt instinctively that there was something missing on the dinner table. I was firmly resolved, when you left me in
45charge this morning, not to imagine anything, but keep my thoughts on facts. I did pretty well until I put the pie in,
46and then an irresistible temptation came to me to imagine I was an enchanted princess shut up in a lonely tower with a
47handsome knight riding to my rescue on a coal-black steed. So that is how I came to forget the pie. I didn't know I
48starched the handkerchiefs. All the time I was ironing I was trying to think of a name for a new island Diana and I have
49discovered up the brook. It's the most ravishing spot, Marilla. There are two maple trees on it and the brook flows
50right around it. At last it struck me that it would be splendid to call it Victoria Island because we found it on the
51Queen's birthday. Both Diana and I are very loyal. But I'm sorry about that pie and the handkerchiefs. I wanted to be
52extra good today because it's an anniversary. Do you remember what happened this day last year, Marilla?" "No, I can't
53think of anything special." "Oh, Marilla, it was the day I came to Green Gables. I shall never forget it. It was the
54turning point in my life. Of course it wouldn't seem so important to you. I've been here for a year and I've been so
55happy. Of course, I've had my troubles, but one can live down troubles. Are you sorry you kept me, Marilla?" "No, I
56can't say I'm sorry," said Marilla, who sometimes wondered how she could have lived before Anne came to Green Gables,
57"no, not exactly sorry. If you've finished your lessons, Anne, I want you to run over and ask Mrs. Barry if she'll lend
58me Diana's apron pattern." "Oh--it's--it's too dark," cried Anne. "Too dark? Why, it's only twilight. And goodness knows
59you've gone over often enough after dark." "I'll go over early in the morning," said Anne eagerly. "I'll get up at
60sunrise and go over, Marilla." "What has got into your head now, Anne Shirley? I want that pattern to cut out your new
61apron this evening. Go at once and be smart too." "I'll have to go around by the road, then," said Anne, taking up her
62hat reluctantly. "Go by the road and waste half an hour! I'd like to catch you!" "I can't go through the Haunted Wood,
63Marilla," cried Anne desperately. Marilla stared. "The Haunted Wood! Are you crazy? What under the canopy is the Haunted
64Wood?" "The spruce wood over the brook," said Anne in a whisper. "Fiddlesticks! There is no such thing as a haunted wood
65anywhere. Who has been telling you such stuff?"
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