Marching to Victory


“When you get that snow swept up, Laura, bring me the fiddle,” Pa said. “Soon as I can thaw out my fingers, we’ll have a tune to drown the yowl of that wind… Laura and Carrie, you get out there with grace and let’s see you quick-step march! It’ll warm up your blood.”

It was hard to leave the shelter of their huddled shawls, but they did as Pa said… Round and round they marched, Laura and Carrie and Grace, singing with all their might, thumping loud thumps of their shoes on the floor… They felt that banners were blowing above them and that they were marching to victory. They did not even hear the storm. They were warm to the tips of their toes.

The Long Winter by Laura Ingalls Wilder | read the book online.

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