5+ stars (8/10 hearts). Books 3 & 4 in this series are even better than the first and second books, in my opinion! I loved this story! Opening in Burnet, as always, this tale whisks us across the continent to the Wild West of 1870s Colorado with sweet little Clover…
The plot of this book was so fun. Katy’s wedding was just so sweet and beautiful!! And it was delicious to see Rose Red & Roselein again, as well as all the Carrs and Cecy and Cousin Helen and Ned. <3 I love that family so much. The trip was delightful to read about, and Clover & Phil’s adventures in St. Helen’s were just as enjoyable. The writing style of Coolidge is just suited for this type of story—her descriptions and humour were excellent.
I loved having Clover as the main character! She is such a nice, independent girl, different from Katy, but still very sweet and lovely. Clarence was awesome to meet again and he improved so much. And Geoff was so nice. Phil was quite a fun character too, as was Doctor Hope… and Mrs. Watson. ;P The romance was so sweet and subtle and slow, just delightful. (I’m a sucker for scenes about how home is so much nicer when a woman is there <3).
Overall, this was just such a sweet, lovely tale, with a beautiful focus on the meaning of home & family, and the perfect continuation of the series!
A Favourite Quote: “...she ran down stairs, looking so blithe and bright that Phil cheered at the sight of her, and lost the long morning face he had got up with, while even Mrs. Watson caught the contagion, and became fairly hopeful and content. A little leaven of good-will and good heart in one often avails to lighten the heaviness of many.”
A Favourite Beautiful Quote: “Such a wonderful and perfect little river, ... here slipping noiselessly down long slopes of rock like thin films of glass, there deepening into pools of translucent blue-green like aqua-marine or beryl, again plunging down in mimic waterfalls, a sheet of iridescent foam. The sound of its rush and its ripple was like a laugh. Never was such happy water, Clover thought, as it curved and bent and swayed this way and that on its downward course as if moved by some merry, capricious instinct, like a child dancing as it goes.”
A Favourite Humorous Quote: “‘Keep in mind the epitaph raised in honor of an exemplary wife of the last century,—“She never banged the door.” Qualify yourself for a similar testimonial.’
“‘Tanta never does bang doors,’ remarked Amy, who had come in as this last “elegant extract" was being read.
“‘No, that's true; she doesn't,’ said Clover. ‘Her prevailing vice is to leave them open.’”