For almost a year, Jo and her Professor Bhaer worked and waited to have enough money to get married. They hoped, loved, met occasionally, and wrote voluminous letter to each other that the rise in the paper was accounted for, as Laurie described.
Jo received a letter from her Professor Bhaer that he will be staying in France for a long time for he was accepted in an academy to teach boys different languages.
In their second year apart, Aunt March dies and leaves her mansion, Playfield, to Jo. Laurie assumed she would sell the mansion, but Jo decided to make it a boarding school for boys. Everyone agrees of Jo’s plan. Laurie said that Mr. Bhaer can teach the subjects he knows, Mr. March can experiment with progressive education techniques, and old Mr. Laurence can sponsor the school. But when Jo informed Bhaer about the school, he refused it. Jo had second thoughts about it for Mr. Bhaer refused to become a professor in the boarding school she was planning.
One day when, she got home she saw her favorite primrose. She stepped outside of their home to know who had sent it to her. And she saw Professor Bhaer waiting for her in the garden. Professor Bhaer finally accepts to be a teacher in the boarding house they were planning.
Jo and Mr. Bhaer finally got married. Years passed, they still don’t have children for they were busy running their school `Bhaer-garten’, named after her husband Friedrich Bhaer. While Amy and Laurie relished their sweet married years, they now have a son named “Teddy” named after Jo’s nickname for Laurie.
There were a countless holidays at Plumfield, and one of the most delightful was the yearly apple picking contest for. There were Marches, Laurences, and Brookes, turned out in full force and made a day of it. Ten years after Jo's wedding, one of these fruitful festivals occurred, a mellow October day, when the air was full of an exciting freshness which made the spirits rise and the blood dance healthily in the veins. The old orchard wore its holiday attire. Goldenrod and asters fringed the mossy walls. Grasshoppers skipped briskly in the sere grass, and crickets chirped like fairy pipers at a feast. Squirrels were busy with their small harvesting. Birds twittered their adieux from the alders in the lane, and every tree stood ready to send down its shower of red or yellow apples at the first shake. Everybody was there. They laughed and sang, climbed up and tumbled down. Everybody declared that there never had been such a perfect day or such a jolly set to enjoy it, and everyone gave themselves up to the simple pleasures of the hour as freely as if there were no such things as care or sorrow in the world.
After months, the Bhaer-garten opened for girls who are willing to learn how to cook, write literature, play music, and paint.
It’s the apple picking contest again in the school. At four o'clock, a lull took place and baskets remained empty while the apple pickers rested and compared rents and bruises. Then Jo and Meg, with a detachment of the bigger boys, set forth the supper on the grass, for an out-of-door tea was always the crowning joy of the day. The land literally flowed with milk and honey on such occasions, for the lads were not required to sit at table, but allowed to partake of refreshment as they liked--freedom being the sauce best beloved by the boyish soul. They availed themselves of the rare privilege to the fullest extent, for some tried the pleasing experiment of drinking mild while standing on their heads, others lent a charm to leapfrog by eating pie in the pauses of the game, cookies were sown broadcast over the field, and apple turnovers roosted in the trees like a new style of bird. The little girls had a private tea party.
Jo does make mistakes and there are a lot of funny incidents at the school, but her love and hard work win out and even the most hard-hearted student relents and becomes better under their care.
Jo and Friedrich lived happily with their four daughters named Magdalene, Jocelyn, Elizabeth and Amelia.
20 years after Beth peacefully died from scarlet fever. Jo cleaned up the “childhood room” as they call it. She saw the old chest of Beth with her treasurable things in it; her first poem, Beth’s old songs, Amy’s sketches, Meg’s old gloves. She sat on her old table and began to write her novel entitled “Little Women”. Recalling all the moments happened to them; when she met Laurie, the day she hate Amy for burning her manuscripts , when she and Laurie saved Amy from drowning, when their Marmee had to leave because Mr. March was injured in the battle, when she had to sell her hair to give the money to Marmee, the dark days when Beth got a scarlet fever, the Christmas when Mr. Laurence gave Beth a piano, when Meg married Mr. Brooke and had a twins named Daisy and Demijohn, when Aunt Carrol choose Amy to accompanied her in Europe instead of her, the year she went to New York and met Professor Bhaer, the spring when she went home from New York, the heartache she gave to Laurie for she rejected his proposal, the last days of Beth, the time she knew that Laurie and Amy is married, the days when Professor Bhaer was in New England, the year they were parted from each other, when they finally got married, the joyful days in the boarding school, their children’s laughter and the everlasting love for one another…….