Anyway, back to the book. The Further Chronicles of Avonlea is actually a companion volume to - wait for it - The Chronicles of Avonlea which, I will admit, I've not read. Yet. The Further Chronicles is a volume of 15 short stories that take place in and around Avonlea, and in which Anne has only a small mention. Being a true Anne Fan, this kept me from these beautiful stories for far too long. But my prejudice was unwarranted, and as I finished the book today, what struck me was the beauty of true love, honor, duty, and faith shining through them.
The first two stories, "Aunt Cynthia's Persian Cat" and "The Materializing of Cecil" seem to be just for fun; not bad, but I'm not sure I could have take a whole book of their frivolity either. And chapter five, "The Dream Child," in which a young woman loses her infant son, goes nearly crazy hearing his cries in the dark, only to one night come upon a cast away child that restores her health and her faith, was a little haunting for this mama. But then there is "Her father's Daughter," "Jane's Baby," and "The Son of His Mother" which so beautifully portrayed the dangers of stubbornness and the importance of forgiveness between husband and wife, sisters, and mother and son.
Familial love and relationships are foremost in all, and the cultivation of what is right and good and true in ones character is held the highest esteem, as in "The Education of Betty" and "The Conscience Case of David Bell." Indeed, L.M. Montgomery's heroes and heroines, whatever their faults, are never 'petty,' and strive for the integrity and nobleness of character that has sadly fallen out of fashion in today's world.
But most beautiful, I felt, were the stories in The Further Chronicles which had characters setting aside their own desires and even needs to "esteem others as more important than themselves." Men like Robert Monroe in "The Brother Who Failed," who sacrificed time, money, and opportunities, to boost his five younger siblings to success (both worldly and otherwise) and to care for his neighbors when no one else would, prompting his aunt to realize that, " 'There's a kind of failure that's the best success.' " And Eunice Carr, who looked after her brother in his life and his death. People like Miss Emily Leith and the 'common' Mark Foster who loved their respective loves enough to let them go. All the best that the human spirit is capable of shine through in these short, simple stories, and I'm sure I will return them again and again in years to come, both for my own pleasure and to read to my children; for in character training, one can never have too many models of what is honorable set before them.
"We both belong to the race that knows Joseph, as Cornelia Bryant would say."
" 'The race that knows Joseph?' " puzzled Anne.
"Yes. Cornelia divides all the folks in the world into two kinds - the race that knows Joseph and the race that don't. If a person sorter sees eye to eye with you, has pretty much the same ideas about things, and the same taste in jokes - why, the he belongs to the race that knows Joseph."
"Oh, I understand," exclaimed Anne, light breaking in upon her. "It's what I used to call - and still call in quotation marks - 'kindred spirits.' "
from Anne's House of Dreams
