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Silver Zero Subs
Kikoeru kashira
Do you hear? Hooves beating
Original story by Lucy Maud Montgomery
AKAGE NO ANNE
Hizume no oto
A carriage goes through the gentle hills
Yuruyakana oka wo nutte
Kaketekuru basha
Someone comes to pick me up
Mukae ni kuru no mukae ni kuru no ne
And takes me
Dare ka ga
Watashi wo tsureteyuku no ne
Shiroi hana no michi he
To the avenue with white flowers
To the home of wind
Kaze no furusato he
He takes me
Tsureteyuku no ne
I'm sure
Tsureteyuku no ne
The Minister's Young Wife
Everyone, I have big news!
Oh, it's Ruby!
What happened, Ruby?
I'm tired.
What happened? What big news?
Mr. Phillips is going to resign, in June.
Is that true, Ruby?
My, I'm so happy!
Then, we'll have a new teacher for the new term?
What kind of teacher will we have?
It would be nice if it was a female teacher.
Oh, I hope it's a male teacher.
And hopefully he's tall and handsome.
Ruby, you're really...
But why is Mr. Phillips' resigning?
Because Prissy is going to Queen's Academy, so he's moving to Charlottetown.
I heard their conversation.
Then we'll never see that fantastic moustache again.
I feel quite sad.
How could you?
I don't feel a bit sad for Mr. Phillips' resignation.
It's the opposite.
That's right. I won't cry when he leaves.
Me neither.
I won't shed a single tear.
It's a pity, but me neither.
Me neither.
You're right. I'm sure I won't cry.
Of course you won't.
You were the one who suffered the most.
Then...
Anne Shirley.
You must be anne Shirley from the orphan asylum?
To Anne, Mr. Phillips never gave her a good impression from the start.
That's why she, like everyone else, felt happy about Mr. Phillips resignation.
And when Ruby Gillis showed her new dress, eveyone forgot about their teacher.
Ruby's clothing had puffed sleeves like anne loved
and was the latest brand of fashion.
Then the last day of June came.
Really, what is it this time?
I'm home, Marilla.
Dear me, there is nothing but meetings and partings in this world, as Mrs. Lynde says.
Wasn't it fortunate, Marilla, that I took an extra handkerchief to school today?
I had a presentiment that it would be needed.
I never thought you were so fond of Mr. Phillips
that you'd require two handkerchiefs to dry your tears
just because he was going away.
I don't think I was crying because I was really so very fond of him.
My, my. Then why did you?
I just cried because all the others did.
It was Ruby Gillis started it.
Ruby has always declared she hated Mr. Phillips,
but just as soon as he got up to make his farewell speech
she burst into tears.
The time has come for us...
Look forward!
Your inability to listen to classes has not changed a bit, Roman Campbell!
When the new teacher comes, you shouldn't be like that.
Then...
The time has come for us to part.
There were many heavy memories, like the times I told you to stay quiet,
in this period of time I spent with all of you, that I shall never forget.
Some of you feel hurt, and some dislike me.
But I've tried my best to tutor you in all of these three years.
Although I would use the rod to discipline at times.
But that was the rod of love.
I believe you would understand me one day.
That's right! The time has come for us to part.
Everyone worked hard for these 3 years.
Everyone before me has grown up so much since I came here 3 years ago in June.
When I think of that, I...
I...
Even if we should part,
in my heart there will be memories of the time we spent together.
No matter happy or sad.
The time we worked hard together shall be firmly imprinted upon my mind.
Fare thee well. Like Shakespeare said,
"The elements be kind to thee, and make Thy spirits all of comfort."
I shall leave as the dust. Parting... with...
I was so firm I wouldn't cry, Marilla.
Then all the girls began to cry, one after the other.
I didn't want to cry for him and tried to hold out.
I tried to remember the time Mr. Phillips made me sit with Gil...
...I tried to remember the time he made me sit with a, boy.
And since you seem to be so fond of the boys company,
go and sit with Gilbert Blythe.
And the time he spelled my name without an e on the blackboard
and how he said I was the worst dunce he ever saw at geometry
and laughed at my spelling.
And all the times he had been so horrid and sarcastic.
But somehow I couldn't, Marilla,
and I just had to cry too.
Jane Andrews has been talking about how glad she'd be when Mr. Phillips went away
and she declared she'd never shed a tear.
Well, she was worse than any of us and had to borrow a handkerchief from her brother.
Of course the boys didn't cry.
Jane hadn't brought one of her own, not expecting to need it.
Oh, Marilla, it was heartrending.
Mr. Phillips, had tears in his eyes too.
I felt dreadfully sorry and remorseful
for all the times I'd talked in school
and drawn pictures of him on my slate
and made fun of him and Prissy.
I can tell you I wished I'd been a model pupil like Minnie Andrews.
She hadn't anything on her conscience.
Well, it's too late for regrets now.
You're right.
After that, the girls cried all the way home from school.
Ruby Gillis kept saying every few minutes...
The time has come for us to part!
Moving, isn't it?
And that would start us off again whenever we were in any danger of cheering up.
The time has come for us to part!
Ruby kept repeating it, making our eyes all red.
And Ruby was the one who wailed the loudest.
Don't tease me anymore, Anne. I can't work if this goes on.
Oh, I do feel dreadfully sad.
But, Marilla, one can't feel quite in the depths of despair
with two months' vacation before them, can they?
And besides, we met the new minister and his wife coming from the station.
My, I didn't know they were coming today.
It was when we cried ourselves silly and were at the road.
Look. It's Mr. Bell's carriage.
Good afternoon, Mr. Bell.
Good afternoon.
His wife is very pretty.
Not exactly regally lovely, of course.
It wouldn't do, I suppose, for a minister to have a regally lovely wife.
Of course.
She was dressed in blue muslin with lovely puffed sleeves
and a hat trimmed with roses.
Jane Andrews said she thought puffed sleeves were too worldly for a minister's wife,
but I didn't make any such uncharitable remark,
because I know what it is to long for puffed sleeves.
Then are they going to board with Rachel, until the manse is ready?
It appears so, because Mrs. Lynde was on the carriage too.
That night, Marilla went to Mrs. Rachel Lynde place
to return the quilting frames she had borrowed the preceding winter.
Many a thing Mrs. Lynde had lent,
sometimes never expecting to see it again,
came home that night in charge of the borrowers thereof.
A new minister,
and moreover a minister with a wife,
was a lawful object of curiosity in a quiet little country settlement
where sensations were few and far between.
Everyone tried to see the new minister and his wife, but they didn't appear.
This made Marilla and villagers very disappointed.
Anne, wait for me!
Oh!
What's wrong, Anne?
It's the minister and his wife!
It looks like a painting!
Two lovers walking together on Lover's Lane.
The minister?
Let's go!
let's follow them!
Anne Shirley!
How wonderful.
But quite unlike a minister.
That's true.
But it's still wonderful.
They're coming over here!
What should we do?
Let's greet them.
Good afternoon.
Are you from around here?
Yes, we are.
Thank goodness!
Could you tell us where does this road leads to?
We got lost while taking a walk.
This road is called the Lover's Lane.
I'm Anne Shirley.
I live in Green Gables.
This is Diana Barry.
I Live in Orchard Slope.
You're Miss Barry from the house by Barry's pond?
Yes. But we call that the Lake of Shining Waters.
Oh! What a wonderful name.
It was Anne that thought of it.
Anne is very good at naming things.
It's really a good name.
Well, we are...
We know.
You're the minister and his wife, Mr. and Mrs. Allan, isn't that right?
Well, well. Looks like we've become famous.
When we were returning from school yesterday, we saw you in the carriage.
If you want to return to Mrs. Lynde's house, we can lead the way.
Thank you very much.
Let's let them show the way.
Please do that.
Yes.
The scenery here is wonderful.
A forest,
a brook
and a lake.
Are you thirsty?
The Dryad's Bubble is just around here.
The Dryad's Bubble, is it?
You thought of that name yourself?
Yes.
This way.
I met another kindred spirit.
We led them to Mrs. Lynde's house.
She was a splendid missus.
Composed and gentle, reasonable even.
And she'll head our Sunday classes.
This is such a good coincidence.
From now on, I'll really won't miss Sunday classes.
Even if it rains.
Oh! Why doesn't Sunday come quickly?
Goodness, I never dreamed you would look forward to Sunday classes.
We saw them dancing waltz.
What? Dancing waltz?
That may be troublesome for a minister.
I've never heard of a minister dancing before.
Oh! Just a little dance is not bad, is it?
It was really wonderful.
They must be in deep love.
I was a little surprised when I saw it!
But the weather was great and the scenery was beautiful, so they danced.
The minister didn't think it was wrong. I'm glad!
On the next Sunday,
Marilla's head throbbed but she still went to the church.
And of course, everyone of Avonlea was there.
Besides the sick people, only Matthew Cuthbert wasn't there.
Before the seats filed out, Mr. Allan delivered a heartfelt and touching sermon.
And all were touched by the emotions of this young minister.
And on Sunday School,
Mrs. Allan taught some happy songs and earned the children's heart.
Mrs. Allan's teachings were different from the melancholy of previous lessons.
And on the way home, Marilla said...
They aren't as strange as you describe them to be.
Oh! I never said they were strange.
I only said they were wonderful.
The wonderful people you talk about are mostly strange.
But I'm very glad they've called Mr. Allan.
His sermon was interesting and he prayed as if he meant it
and not just as if he did it because he was in the habit of it.
Mrs. Lynde says he isn't perfect,
but she says she supposes we couldn't
expect a perfect minister for seven hundred and fifty dollars a year.
Mrs. Allan is perfectly lovely, and she's a splendid teacher.
She said right away she didn't think it was fair for the teacher to ask all the questions.
And you know, that is exactly what I've always thought.
Everyone was surprised.
I asked ever so many.
I'm good at asking questions.
I believe you.
Nobody else asked any except Ruby Gillis.
She asked if there was to be a Sunday-school picnic this summer.
I didn't think that was a very proper question to ask.
But Mrs. Allan just smiled and said she thought there would be.
Mrs. Allan has a lovely smile.
She has such EXQUISITE dimples in her cheeks.
I wish I had dimples in my cheeks, Marilla.
I'm not half so skinny as I was when I came here, but I have no dimples yet.
If I had perhaps I could influence people for good.
Mrs. Allan said we ought always to try to influence other people for good.
She talked so nice about everything.
I never knew before that religion was such a cheerful thing.
I always thought it was kind of melancholy.
But Mrs. Allan's isn't.
Listen, Anne.
I suppose we must have Mr. and Mrs. Allan up to tea someday soon.
Oh, Marilla. Really?
Rachel said they've been most everywhere but here.
Let me see.
Next Wednesday would be a good time to have them,
but don't say a word to Matthew about it.
Why?
If he knew they were coming he'd find some excuse to be away that day.
He'd got so used to Mr. Bentley he didn't mind him,
but he's going to find it hard to get acquainted with a new minister.
And a new minister's wife will frighten him to death.
I'll be as secret as the dead, Marilla.
But, will you let me make a cake for the occasion?
A cake?
You?
Yes. I'd love to do something for Mrs. Allan.
And you know I can make a pretty good cake by this time.
Let me see... You can make a layer cake.
Marilla, thank you!
Anne fell promptly and wholeheartedly in love With Mrs. Allan.
She works hard to prepare for the coming of the Allan couple to Green Gables.
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