I 'm so glad my parents had nice names . It would be a real disgrace to have a father named -- well , say Jedediah , would n't it ? '' `` I guess it does n't matter what a person 's name is as long as he behaves himself , '' said Marilla , feeling herself called upon to inculcate a good and useful moral . `` Well , I do n't know . '' Anne looked thoughtful . `` I read in a book once that a rose by any other name would smell as sweet , but I 've never been able to believe it . I do n't believe a rose WOULD be as nice if it was called a thistle or a skunk cabbage . I suppose my father could have been a good man even if he had been called Jedediah ; but I 'm sure it would have been a cross . Well , my mother was a teacher in the High school , too , but when she married father she gave up teaching , of course . A husband was enough responsibility . Mrs. Thomas said that they were a pair of babies and as poor as church mice . They went to live in a weeny-teeny little yellow house in Bolingbroke . I 've never seen that house , but I 've imagined it thousands of times . I think it must have had honeysuckle over the parlor window and lilacs in the front yard and lilies of the valley just inside the gate . Yes , and muslin curtains in all the windows . Muslin curtains give a house such an air . I was born in that house . Mrs. Thomas said I was the homeliest baby she ever saw , I was so scrawny and tiny and nothing but eyes , but that mother thought I was perfectly beautiful . I should think a mother would be a better judge than a poor woman who came in to scrub , would n't you ? I 'm glad she was satisfied with me anyhow , I would feel so sad if I thought I was a disappointment to her -- because she did n't live very long after that , you see .
She died XXXXX fever when I was just three months old .
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