There are plenty of people in @Avonlea and out of it, who can attend closely to their neighbor's business by dint of neglecting their own. But Mrs. @Rachel @Lynde was one of those capable creatures who can manage their own concerns and those of other folks into the bargain. She was a notable housewife; her work was always done and well done. She "ran" the @Sewing @Circle, helped run the Sunday-school, and was the strongest prop of the @Church @Aid @Society and @Foreign @Missions @Auxiliary. Yet with all this Mrs. Rachel found abundant time to sit for hours at her kitchen window, knitting "cotton warp" quilts--she had knitted sixteen of them,
as @Avonlea housekeepers were wont to tell in awed voices.  She also made it her business to keep a sharp eye on the main road that crossed the hollow and wound up the steep red hill beyond. Since Avonlea occupied a little triangular peninsula jutting out into the @Gulf of St. @Lawrence with water on two sides of it, anybody who went out of it or into it had to pass over that hill road and so run the unseen gauntlet of Mrs. Rachel's all-seeing eye.
