Mujercitas

Mujercitas

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«—Yo intentaré ser lo que él llama una “mujercita”, y procuraré no ser tan tosca e indomable y cumpliré con mis obligaciones en casa en lugar de querer estar siempre en otra parte —explicó Jo, convencida de que dominar su temperamento era una misión mucho más ardua que la de mantener a raya a unos cuantos rebeldes sureños.»

Gracias a la edición de Austral el lector puede acercarse a las aventuras de las cuatro hermanas March a través de la traducción de Gloria Méndez, que recupera el texto de la primera edición de la obra, publicada entre 1868 y 1869, y mantiene intactos el vigor y la contundencia de la novela de Louisa May Alcott.

Product Details

ISBN-13: 9788408217053
Publisher: Grupo Planeta
Publication date: 10/08/2019
Sold by: Planeta
Format: NOOK Book
File size: 4 MB

About the Author

Louisa May Alcott (Germantown, Pensilvania, 29 de noviembre de 1832 - Boston, 6 de marzo de 1888) fue una escritora estadounidense, reconocida por su famosa novela Mujercitas (1868). Comprometida con el movimiento abolicionista y el sufragismo, escribió bajo el seudónimo de A.M. Barnard una colección de novelas y relatos en los que se tratan temas tabúes para la época como el adulterio y el incesto.

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Mujercitas / Little Women


By Louisa May Alcott

AIMS International Books

Copyright © 0001 Louisa May Alcott
All right reserved.

ISBN: 849531116X

Chapter One

Playing Pilgrims


"Christmas won't be Christmas without any presents,"grumbled Jo, lying on the rug.

"It's so dreadful to be poor!"sighed Meg, looking down at her old dress.

"I don't think it's fair for some girls to have lots of pretty things, and other girls nothing at all," added little Amy, with an injured sniff.

"We've got father and mother, and each other, anyhow,"said Beth, contentedly, from her corner.

The four young faces on which the firelight shone brightened at the cheerful words, but darkened again as Jo said sadly?

"We haven't got father, and shall not have him for a long time." She didn't say "perhaps never,"but each silently added it, thinking of father far away, where the fighting was.

Nobody spoke for a minute; then Meg said in an altered tone, "You know the reason mother proposed not having any presents this Christmas, was because it's going to be a hard winter for every one; and she thinks we ought not to spend money for pleasure, when our men are suffering so in the army. We can't do much, but we can make our little sacrifices, and ought to do it gladly. But I am afraid I don't;"and Megshook her head, as she thought regretfully of all the pretty things she wanted.

"But I don't think the little we should spend would do any good. We've each got a dollar, and the army wouldn't be much helped by our giving that. I agree not to expect anything from mother or you, but I do want to buy Undine and Sintram for myself; I've wanted it so long,'said Jo, who was a bookworm.

"I planned to spend mine in new music,"said Beth, with a little sigh, which no one heard but the hearth-brush and kettle-holder.

"I shall get a nice box of Faber's drawing pencils; I really need them," said Amy, decidedly.

"Mother didn't say anything about our money, and she won't wish us to give up everything. Let's each buy what we want, and have a little fun; I'm sure we grub hard enough to earn it,"cried Jo, examining the heels of her
boots in a gentlemanly manner.

"I know I do, teaching those dreadful children nearly all day, when I'm longing to enjoy myself at home," began Meg, in the complaining tone again.

"You don't have half such a hard time as I do," said Jo. "How would you like to be shut up for hours with a nervous, fussy old lady, who keeps you trotting, is never satisfied, and worries you till you"e ready to fly out of the window or box her ears?"

"It's naughty to fret, but I do think washing dishes and keeping things tidy is the worst work in the world. It makes me cross; and my hands get so stiff, I can't practise good a bit." And Beth looked at her rough hands with a sigh that any one could hear that time.

"I don't believe any of you suffer as I do," cried Amy; "for you don't have to go to school with impertinent girls, who plague you if you don't know your lessons, and laugh at your dresses, and label your father if he isn't rich, and insult you when your nose isn't nice."

"If you mean libel I'd say so, and not talk about labels, as if pa was a pickle-bottle," advised Jo, laughing.

Continues...


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Table of Contents

Jugando a los peregrinos7
Una alegre Navidad21
El vecino34
Cargas48
Buenos vecinos63
Beth encuentra el hermoso palacio77
Amy pasa por el valle de la humillacion86
Jo encuentra a Apolo95
Meg va a la feria de la Vanidad109
El club Pickwick y la O.C.129
Experimentos135
Campamento Laurence149
Castillos en el aire178
Secretos184
El telegrama195
Cartas206
Poca fidelidad215
Dias sombrios224

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