`` Carl is going to Elder Clow 's . I have n't heard where the girls are going . '' `` Oh , I 'm going to take them , '' said Miss Cornelia . `` Of course , I was glad to , but Mary would have given me no peace till I asked them any way . The Ladies ' Aid is going to clean the manse from top to bottom before the bride and groom come back , and Norman Douglas has arranged to fill the cellar with vegetables . Nobody ever saw or heard anything quite like Norman Douglas these days , believe ME . He 's so tickled that he 's going to marry Ellen West after wanting her all his life . If I was Ellen -- but then , I 'm not , and if she is satisfied I can very well be . I heard her say years ago when she was a schoolgirl that she did n't want a tame puppy for a husband . There 's nothing tame about Norman , believe ME . '' The sun was setting over Rainbow Valley . The pond was wearing a wonderful tissue of purple and gold and green and crimson . A faint blue haze rested on the eastern hill , over which a great , pale , round moon was just floating up like a silver bubble . They were all there , squatted in the little open glade -- Faith and Una , Jerry and Carl , Jem and Walter , Nan and Di , and Mary Vance . They had been having a special celebration , for it would be Jem 's last evening in Rainbow Valley . On the morrow he would leave for Charlottetown to attend Queen 's Academy . Their charmed circle would be broken ; and , in spite of the jollity of their little festival , there was a hint of sorrow in every gay young heart . `` See -- there is a great golden palace over there in the sunset , '' said Walter , pointing . `` Look at the shining tower -- and the crimson banners streaming from them . Perhaps a conqueror is riding home from battle -- and they are hanging them out to do honour to him . ''
`` Oh , I wish we had the old days back again , '' exclaimed XXXXX .
Cornelia Di Ellen Jem Mary Nan Norman Una Vance glade