As authors may be supposed to cognize better than anyone else what they intended to do once writing a book, I beg leave to say that there is no moral to this story. Rose is not designed for a model girl, and the Sequel was just written in fulfillment of a promise, hoping to afford several amusement, and possibly here and there a helpful hint, to another roses acquiring available to bloom.

L. M. Louisa may alcott
September 1876

Chapter 1 COMING HOME

Three young men stood together on a wharf one bright Gregorian calendar month day awaiting the arrival of an ocean steamer with an impatience which found a vent in lively skirmishes with a small lad, who pervaded the premises like a will-o'-the-wisp and afforded more amusement to the another groups assembled there.

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