I feel that I have not lived in vain and I shall always feel like that even if I should never be invited to tea at a manse again . When I got there Mrs. Allan met me at the door . She was dressed in the sweetest dress of pale-pink organdy , with dozens of frills and elbow sleeves , and she looked just like a seraph . I really think I 'd like to be a minister 's wife when I grow up , Marilla . A minister might n't mind my red hair because he would n't be thinking of such worldly things . But then of course one would have to be naturally good and I 'll never be that , so I suppose there 's no use in thinking about it . Some people are naturally good , you know , and others are not . I 'm one of the others . Mrs. Lynde says I 'm full of original sin . No matter how hard I try to be good I can never make such a success of it as those who are naturally good . It 's a good deal like geometry , I expect . But do n't you think the trying so hard ought to count for something ? Mrs. Allan is one of the naturally good people . I love her passionately . You know there are some people , like Matthew and Mrs. Allan that you can love right off without any trouble . And there are others , like Mrs. Lynde , that you have to try very hard to love . You know you OUGHT to love them because they know so much and are such active workers in the church , but you have to keep reminding yourself of it all the time or else you forget . There was another little girl at the manse to tea , from the White Sands Sunday school . Her name was Laurette Bradley , and she was a very nice little girl . Not exactly a kindred spirit , you know , but still very nice .
We had an elegant XXXXX , and I think I kept all the rules of etiquette pretty well .
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