Chapter 27: Vanity and Vexation of Spirit

⁠​​​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌⁠Marilla, walking home one late April evening from an Aid meeting, realized that the winter was over and gone with the thrill of delight that spring never fails to bring to the oldest and saddest as well as to the youngest and merriest. Marilla was not given to subjective analysis of her thoughts and feelings. She probably imagined that she was thinking about the Aids and their missionary box and t