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Anne of the Island

Anne of the Island

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by L.M. Montgomery

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Anne, her old friend Prissy, and her new frivolous pal Phillipa move into an old cottage where an ornery black cat steals her heart. As she enjoys a series of new experiences, Anne is also faced with some difficult choices - is she ready for love?...does she follow her dreams even if they mean leaving Green Gables forever?


Anne, her old friend Prissy, and her new frivolous pal Phillipa move into an old cottage where an ornery black cat steals her heart. As she enjoys a series of new experiences, Anne is also faced with some difficult choices - is she ready for love?...does she follow her dreams even if they mean leaving Green Gables forever?

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Chapter 1

The Shadow of Change

"Harvest is ended and summer is gone," quoted Anne Shirley, gazing across the shorn fields dreamily. She and Diana Barry had been picking apples in the Green Gables orchard, but were now resting from their labors in a sunny corner, where airy fleets of thistledown drifted by on the wings of a wind that was still summer-sweet with the incense of ferns in the Haunted Wood.

But everything in the landscape around them spoke of autumn. The sea was roaring hollowly in the distance, the fields were bare and sere, scarfed with golden rod, the brook valley below Green Gables overflowed with asters of ethereal purple, and the Lake of Shining Waters was blue-blue-blue; not the changeful blue of spring, nor the pale azure of summer, but a clear, steadfast, serene blue, as if the water were past all moods and tenses of emotion and had settled down to a tranquility unbroken by fickle dreams.

"It has been a nice summer," said Diana, twisting the new ring on her left hand with a smile. "And Miss Lavendar's wedding seemed to come as a sort of crown to it. I suppose Mr. and Mrs. Irving are on the Pacific coast now."

"It seems to me they have been gone long enough to go around the world," sighed Anne. "I can't believe it is only a week since they were married. Everything has changed. Miss Lavendar and Mr. and Mrs. Allan gone-how lonely the manse looks with the shutters all closed! I went past it last night, and it made me feel as if everybody in it had died."

"We'll never get another minister as nice as Mr. Allan," said Diana, with gloomy conviction. "I suppose we'll have all kinds of supplies this winter, and half the Sundays no preaching at all. And you and Gilbert gone-it will be awfully dull."

"Fred will be here," insinuated Anne slyly.

"When is Mrs. Lynde going to move up?" asked Diana, as if she had not heard Anne's remark.

"Tomorrow. I'm glad she's coming-but it will be another change. Marilla and I cleared everything out of the spare room yesterday. Do you know, I hated to do it? Of course, it was silly-but it did seem as if we were committing sacrilege. That old spare room has always seemed like a shrine to me. When I was a child I thought it the most wonderful apartment in the world. You remember what a consuming desire I had to sleep in a spare room bed-but not the Green Gables spare room. Oh, no, never there! It would have been too terrible-I couldn't have slept a wink from awe. I never walked through that room when Marilla sent me in on an errand-no, indeed, I tiptoed through it and held my breath, as if I were in church, and felt relieved when I got out of it. The pictures of George Whitefield and the Duke of Wellington hung there, one on each side of the mirror, and frowned so sternly at me all the time I was in, especially if I dared peep in the mirror, which was the only one in the house that didn't twist my face a little. I always wondered how Marilla dared houseclean that room. And now it's not only cleaned but stripped bare. George Whitefield and the Duke have been relegated to the upstairs hall. "‘So passes the glory of this world,'" concluded Anne, with a laugh in which there was a little note of regret. It is never pleasant to have our old shrines desecrated, even when we have outgrown them.

"I'll be so lonesome when you go," moaned Diana for the hundredth time. "And to think you go next week!"

"But we're together still," said Anne cheerily. "We mustn't let next week rob us of this week's joy. I hate the thought of going myself-home and I are such good friends. Talk of being lonesome! It's I who should groan. You'll be here with any number of your old friends-and Fred! While I shall be alone among strangers, not knowing a soul!"

"Except Gilbert-and Charlie Sloane," said Diana, imitating Anne's italics and slyness.

"Charlie Sloane will be a great comfort, of course," agreed Anne sarcastically; whereupon both those irresponsible damsels laughed. Diana knew exactly what Anne thought of Charlie Sloane; but, despite sundry confidential talks, she did not know just what Anne thought of Gilbert Blythe. To be sure, Anne herself did not know that.

"The boys may be boarding at the other end of Kingsport, for all I know," Anne went on. "I am glad I'm going to Redmond, and I am sure I shall like it after a while. But for the first few weeks I know I won't. I shan't even have the comfort of looking forward to the weekend visit home, as I had when I went to Queen's. Christmas will seem like a thousand years away."

"Everything is changing-or going to change," said Diana sadly. "I have a feeling that things will never be the same again, Anne."

"We have come to a parting of the ways, I suppose," said Anne thoughtfully. "We had to come to it. Do you think, Diana, that being grown-up is really as nice as we used to imagine it would be when we were children?"

"I don't know-there are some nice things about it," answered Diana, again caressing her ring with that little smile which always had the effect of making Anne feel suddenly left out and inexperienced. "But there are so many puzzling things, too. Sometimes I feel as if being grown-up just frightened me-and then I would give anything to be a little girl again."

"I suppose we'll get used to being grown-up in time," said Anne cheerfully. "There won't be so many unexpected things about it by and by-though, after all, I fancy it's the unexpected things that give spice to life. We're eighteen, Diana. In two more years we'll be twenty. When I was ten I thought twenty was a green old age. In no time you'll be a staid, middle-aged matron, and I shall be nice, old maid Aunt Anne, coming to visit you in vacations. You'll always keep a corner for me, won't you, Di darling? Not the spare room, of course-old maids can't aspire to spare rooms, and I shall be as ‘umble as Uriah Heep, and quite content with a little over-the-porch or off-the-parlor cubby hole."

"What nonsense you do talk, Anne," laughed Diana. "You'll marry somebody splendid and handsome and rich-and no spare room in Avonlea will be half gorgeous enough for you-and you'll turn up your nose at all the friends of your youth."

"That would be a pity; my nose is quite nice, but I fear turning it up would spoil it," said Anne, patting that shapely organ. "I haven't so many good features that I could afford to spoil those I have; so, even if I should marry the King of the Cannibal Islands, I promise you I won't turn up my nose at you, Diana."

With another gay laugh the girls separated, Diana to return to Orchard Slope, Anne to walk to the Post Office. She found a letter awaiting her there, and when Gilbert Blythe overtook her on the bridge over the Lake of Shining Waters she was sparkling with the excitement of it.

"Priscilla Grant is going to Redmond, too," she exclaimed. "Isn't that splendid? I hoped she would, but she didn't think her father would consent. He has, however, and we're to board together. I feel that I can face an army with banners-or all the professors of Redmond in one fell phalanx-with a chum like Priscilla by my side."

"I think we'll like Kingsport," said Gilbert. "It's a nice old burg, they tell me, and has the finest natural park in the world. I've heard that the scenery in it is magnificent."

"I wonder if it will be-can be-any more beautiful than this," murmured Anne, looking around her with the loving, enraptured eyes of those to whom "home" must always be the loveliest spot in the world, no matter what fairer lands may lie under alien stars.

They were leaning on the bridge of the old pond, drinking deep of the enchantment of the dusk, just at the spot where Anne had climbed from her sinking Dory on the day Elaine floated down to Camelot. The fine, empurpling dye of sunset still stained the western sides, but the moon was rising and the water lay like a great, silver dream in her light. Remembrance wove a sweet and subtle spell over the two young creatures.

"You are very quiet, Anne," said Gilbert at last.

"I'm afraid to speak or move for fear all this wonderful beauty will vanish just like a broken silence," breathed Anne.

Gilbert suddenly laid his hand over the slender white one lying on the rail of the bridge. His hazel eyes deepened into darkness, his still boyish lips opened to say something of the dream and hope that thrilled his soul. But Anne snatched her hand away and turned quickly. The spell of the dusk was broken for her.

"I must go home," she exclaimed, with a rather overdone carelessness. "Marilla had a headache this afternoon, and I'm sure the twins will be in some dreadful mischief by this time. I really shouldn't have stayed away so long."

She chattered ceaselessly and inconsequently until they reached the Green Gables lane. Poor Gilbert hardly had a chance to get a word in edgewise. Anne felt rather relieved when they parted. There had been a new, secret self-consciousness in her heart with regard to Gilbert, ever since that fleeting moment of revelation in the garden of Echo Lodge. Something alien had intruded into the old, perfect, school-day comradeship-something that threatened to mar it.

"I never felt glad to see Gilbert go before," she thought, half-resentfully, half-sorrowfully, as she walked alone up the lane. "Our friendship will be spoiled if he goes on with this nonsense. It mustn't be spoiled-I won't let it. Oh, why can't boys be just sensible!"

Anne had an uneasy doubt that it was not strictly "sensible" that she should still feel on her hand the warm pressure of Gilbert's, as distinctly as she had felt it for the swift second his had rested there; and still less sensible that the sensation was far from being an unpleasant one-very different from that which had attended a similar demonstration on Charlie Sloane's part, when she had been sitting out a dance with him at a White Sands party three nights before. Anne shivered over the disagreeable recollection. But all problems connected with infatuated swains vanished from her mind when she entered the homely, unsentimental atmosphere of the Green Gables kitchen where an eight-year-old boy was crying grievously on the sofa.

"What is the matter, Davy?" asked Anne, taking him up in her arms. "Where are Marilla and Dora?"

"Marilla's putting Dora to bed," sobbed Davy, "and I'm crying 'cause Dora fell down the outside cellar steps, heels overhead, and scraped all the skin off her nose, and-"

"Oh, well, don't cry about it, dear. Of course, you are sorry for her, but crying won't help her any. She'll be all right tomorrow. Crying never helps any one, Davy-boy, and-"

"I ain't crying 'cause Dora fell down cellar," said Davy, cutting short Anne's well-meant preachment with increasing bitterness. "I'm crying 'cause I wasn't there to see her fall. I'm always missing some fun or other, seems to me."

"Oh, Davy!" Anne choked back an unholy shriek of laughter. "Would you call it fun to see poor little Dora fall down the steps and get hurt?"

"She wasn't much hurt," said Davy defiantly. "'Course, if she'd been killed I'd have been real sorry, Anne. But the Keiths ain't so easy killed. They're like the Blewetts, I guess. Herb Blewett fell off the hayloft last Wednesday, and rolled right down through the turnip chute into the box stall, where they had a fearful wild, cross horse, and rolled right under his heels. And still he got out alive, with only three bones broke. Mrs. Lynde says there are some folks you can't kill with a meat-axe. Is Mrs. Lynde coming here tomorrow, Anne?"

"Yes, Davy, and I hope you'll be always very nice and good to her."

"I'll be nice and good. But will she ever put me to bed at nights, Anne?"

"Perhaps. Why?"

"'Cause," said Davy very decidedly, "if she does I won't say my prayers before her like I do before you, Anne."

"Why not?"

"'Cause I don't think it would be nice to talk to God before strangers, Anne. Dora can say hers to Mrs. Lynde if she likes, but I won't. I'll wait till she's gone and then say 'em. Won't that be all right, Anne?"

"Yes, if you are sure you won't forget to say them, Davy-boy."

"Oh, I won't forget, you bet. I think saying my prayers is great fun. But it won't be as good fun saying them alone as saying them to you. I wish you'd stay home, Anne. I don't see what you want to go away and leave us for."

"I don't exactly want to, Davy, but I feel I ought to go."

"If you don't want to go you needn't. You're grown up. When I'm grown up I'm not going to do one single thing I don't want to do, Anne."

"All your life, Davy, you'll find yourself doing things you don't want to do."

"I won't," said Davy flatly. "Catch me! I have to do things I don't want to now, 'cause you and Marilla'll send me to bed if I don't. But when I grow up you can't do that, and there'll be nobody to tell me not to do things. Won't I have the time! Say, Anne, Milty Boulter says his mother says you're going to college to see if you can catch a man. Are you, Anne? I want to know."

For a second Anne burned with resentment. Then she laughed, reminding herself that Mrs. Boulter's crude vulgarity of thought and speech could not harm her.

"No, Davy, I'm not. I'm going to study and grow and learn about many things."

"What things?"

"‘Shoes and ships and sealing wax and cabbages and kings,'" quoted Anne.

"But if you did want to catch a man how would you go about it? I want to know," persisted Davy, for whom the subject evidently possessed a certain fascination.

"You'd better ask Mrs. Boulter," said Anne thoughtlessly. "I think it's likely she knows more about the process than I do."

"I will, the next time I see her," said Davy gravely.

"Davy! If you do!" cried Anne, realizing her mistake.

"But you just told me to," protested Davy aggrieved.

"It's time you went to bed," decreed Anne, by way of getting out of the scrape.

After Davy had gone to bed Anne wandered down to Victoria Island and sat there alone, curtained with fine-spun, moonlit gloom, while the water laughed around her in a duet of brook and wind. Anne had always loved that brook. Many a dream had she spun over its sparkling water in days gone by. She forgot lovelorn youths, and the cayenne speeches of malicious neighbors, and all the problems of her girlish existence. In imagination she sailed over storied seas that wash the distant shining shores of "faëry lands forlorn," where lost Atlantis and Elysium lie, with the evening star for pilot, to the land of Heart's Desire. And she was richer in those dreams than in realities; for things seen pass away, but the things that are unseen are eternal.

Meet the Author

Lucy Maud Montgomery (1874-1942) was born in what is now New London, Prince Edward Island, and raised by her grandparents after the death of her mother when she was just two. She worked for a time as a teacher and a journalist, then wrote her first novel, Anne of Green Gables, in the evenings while caring for her grandmother. When the book appeared in 1908, it was an instant success; it would go on to sell millions of copies in dozens of languages the world over, making Anne one of literature's most beloved characters of all time.

Elly MacKay is a paper artist and a children's book author and illustrator. She studied illustration and printmaking at the Nova Scotia College of Art and Design and at the University of Canterbury, in New Zealand. Her distinctive pieces are made using paper and ink, and then are set into a miniature theatre and photographed, giving them their unique three-dimensional quality. Elly lives in Owen Sound, Ontario, with her husband and two children.

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Anne of the Island 4.5 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 135 reviews.
Guest More than 1 year ago
As old friends come out of the picture and new ones come in, Anne Shirley clings on to the days of the past. But as old friendships become far more than friendships, she¿s not so sure she can. From young frivolous, little Anne to grown up woman going to college, Anne Shirley has changed a lot over the years. She wants to hang on to the past, but as old friends marry off and new ones come into the picture, Anne firmly believes that she has finally reached adulthood. But, is she really happy? I really like the story plot in Anne of the Island because it¿s a sweet story and many parts of it remind me of special memories that I had. To me, the plot of this story is like a winding path. Whenever I think it¿s going uphill, it¿s going downhill, whenever I think it¿s turning right, it¿s turning left. There are many unexpected, yet subtle, turns in this book. It really makes me wonder what will happen in the next book of the series. The characters in this book are so real, so defined, it seems to me, that they could never be anything but themselves. This book plants very firm pictures of the characters in my head, so they look very different to me when I see a picture on the cover or something else. This is probably because of the many great descriptions shown in this book. I wouldn¿t change one single character in this book, they¿re just so unique and special. The writing style of this book is very old-timey and professional. Many times while reading, I find myself thinking, ¿Huh?¿ And that¿s a good thing I learned new words and it challenged me. The language in this book is very poetic. There are many metaphors and similes, and it creates a mood for the reader. If you ever decide you want to read this book, I think you¿ll really like it, I know I did. It is the third book in L.M. Montgomery¿s wonderful series Anne of Green Gables. Just like the two before it, it is a very fun and unique book. A. Ambler
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I love these books! Suitable for all ages. The movies are good, as well, except for the very sensitive (like me) you may not want to watch the last one; it takes place during a war and it broke my heart to watch all the suffering even if it is just a movie.
Guest More than 1 year ago
Anne of the Island is a wonderful book. It takes you back to another place and time and has delightful characters that are very easy to relate to. I felt myself experiencing the highs and lows that Anne and the other characters were going through. It is my favorite book of the series, probably because it is the most romantic. It is an incredible book!!
Guest More than 1 year ago
Anne of The Island is a very exciting booek. This book keeps you guessing. L.M Montgomry is an excillent writer. Everything about this book makes you want to keep reading it. This book takes place in a course of four years. It starts out with a young lady who cannot afford to go to college but she really wants to go. But when one of her friends reccomend her and she makes it shes shocked but she jumps at the chance and she also gets a scholorship. When shes there she meets many friends and starts writing a book everyone pointed out the bad but she sent it in anyway and she won a contest. This book is so well writen you never want to put it down. I cant wait to read the next book in the series.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I absolutely love this book. It is such a sweet CLEAN romance, and in a world like today thats hard to come by. Anne really grows a lot in this book. L.M. Montgomery did a fantastic job with the third book in the Anne of Green Gables series
Guest More than 1 year ago
This book was great! It had all the romance i love! I can totally relate to Anne! I love reading about Anne and Gilberts relashonship and how it fizzled and grew! Anne experienced heartbreak and loss! The best one out of the series!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This was a great book. It was well written, great vocabulary, and an intresting plot. I cant wait to read number 4.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I have watched the "Anne movies" since I was a little girl. And now though I'm grown (reading wasn't so interesting when I was a little girl) I started reading the books, and they are better than the movies! This one is the latest I've read, and I have to say, probably my fav so far. Can't wait to read the rest. I highly recommend these books.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This is by far my favorite of the Anne books. My mother bought me the series when I was young and I have probably re-read all the books at least 3-4 times, but I've read Anne of the Island more than a dozen times. I always discover something new each time I read it. I've often left it out on the coffee table and picked it up here and there and read a chapter or two. I think that I have it memorized by heart. It's absolutley delightful and will stay in your memories for a long time. I can't wait for my daughter to start reading Lucy Maud Montgomery!
songcatchers More than 1 year ago
Book number three in the Anne of Green Gables series is just as beautiful as the previous two. Anne of the Island is full of charming characters and enchanting situations. It's so much fun to watch Anne grow and learn in her college years. She makes some interesting new"chums" at school but many of the same old dear characters return from the previous stories. L.M. Montgomery created a classic with Anne!
Guest More than 1 year ago
I first read the Anne of Green Gables series as a pre-teen and they are the only books that I feel a need to revisit every couple of years. They are like dear old friends, and I love them as much now in my late twenties as I did as a girl! Anne of the Island is my favorite! It is so sweet & romantic, you just can't help but fall in love with Anne & Gilbert and their story!! They truely were meant for one another! If only every girl could have a Gilbert Blythe to love her faithfully & unconditionally!!!
Guest More than 1 year ago
This book is terriffic. I've read it over 10 times. This book sucks you into Anne's life, her romances, her sorrows, and her joys. This book leaves off in a perfect spot that makes you want to read the rest. This is probably my favorite book in the series.
Guest More than 1 year ago
Anne of The Island was an abslutely charming book. It's my favorite book of the whole series- that is, for now... I'm still on #4!! ='
Guest More than 1 year ago
This book had all the charms of Anne of Green Gable--Anne is her usual sweet, vivacious character, and her friends are all interesting and well fleshed out, not to mention that some parts of the story are amusing and entertaining. The thing that really makes this book stand out, however, is that this book has a very clear direction. It is a love story, rather than the collection of adventures the other books tend to be.
Guest More than 1 year ago
Lucy Maude Montgomery was one of the most remarkable writers of her time. All of her books are incredible, but Anne of the Island is by far the best. Anne must finally come to terms with what her imagination had always told her she wanted the most, and what life really has in store for her.
Guest More than 1 year ago
Anne of the Island is one of the sweetest books i have ever read. It has the same Anne, always getting into scrapes with romance.
Guest More than 1 year ago
If you are familiar with the Anne of Green Gables series, than you know what I'm talking about when I say that Harry Potter doesn't come close to this book!
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pamkaye More than 1 year ago
Here we are again! Book 3 of the Anne Shirley series..... Each book gets better. L.M. is giving Anne such maturity in this installment. Anne leaves home for college, finds new friends, connects with old ones, and falls in love. Another one that I didn't want to put down. I read it through in 2 sittings.
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Such a good book:)
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