Carrys Rose

Carry's Rose, by Mrs. George
Cupples

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Title: Carry's Rose or, the Magic of Kindness. A Tale for the Young
Author: Mrs. George Cupples

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CARRY'S ROSE;
Or,
The Magic of Kindness.
A Tale for the Young.
by
MRS. GEORGE CUPPLES,
Author of "The Story of Our Doll," "The Little Captain," Etc. Etc.

[Illustration: THE BIRTHDAY PICNIC]
London: T. Nelson and Sons, Paternoster Row. Edinburgh; and New
York. 1881.

CARRY'S ROSE.
Caroline Ashcroft stood by the trellised arbour on the lawn, along with

Daisy, her pet lamb, watching for the approach of the carriage which
had been sent to the railway-station to meet her papa and her only
brother, Herbert. This was the first time that Caroline had been
separated from her brother, who had been sent to school at a distance
some months before this; and as she had no sister or companion of her
own age, she had felt very lonely during his absence. In honour of his
return nurse had dressed Caroline in her new white muslin; and Daisy,
after being carefully washed till her soft fleece was as white as snow,
had been decorated with a beautiful wreath of flowers. She was so
anxious to pull it off, that Caroline was obliged to hold her head very
firm, in case she should eat it up before Herbert arrived.
[Illustration: THE PET LAMB.]
"Now, Daisy," said Caroline to the lamb, "just have a few minutes
more patience. I'm certain I hear the sound of wheels. There!" she cried,
clapping her hands, as the carriage turned in at the avenue gate. Daisy,
feeling herself at liberty, ran away across the lawn, tossing her head
and tearing the wreath to pieces; but Caroline was so eager to catch the
first glimpse of Herbert, who she felt sure would be looking out of the
window for her, that she did not notice how soon her morning's labour
had been destroyed.
Caroline was a sweet-dispositioned child, affectionate and very
warm-hearted; at least nurse thought so, as she dressed her that
morning, and listened to her plans for Herbert's amusement during his
holidays. She had banished from her mind all recollection of his
wayward temper, and the delight he always seemed to take in
tormenting her and teasing her in every way in his power, and only
thought how nice it would be to have him at home once more.
"Ah, Miss Caroline," nurse had said, "I'm thinking you will be even
more pleased to see him set off for school again, unless he is much
improved."
"But Herbert is a big boy now, nurse," Caroline had replied; "only think
what nice letters he writes from school, telling how he longs to be
beside us again, and always speaks so kindly of me. I know he will be

good."
Nurse made no further remark, except to say "she hoped it would turn
out so;" for she did not want to cast a shadow over Caroline's happiness.
Certainly, when Herbert jumped out of the carriage, he seemed as glad
to see his sister as she was to see him; and though the wreath on Daisy's
neck was gone, he admired the white fleece very much, and said that
they would go together some day to gather wild flowers to make
another. Then he had so many amusing stories to relate about his
adventures at school, that Caroline thought there could not be a better
brother found anywhere. Her mamma had often said that Herbert had a
good heart if he would just control his temper, and had often told
Caroline to be very gentle with him, for nothing but gentleness would
soften him.
It was late in the afternoon when Herbert returned, so that bed-time
arrived long before the stories were exhausted; and the brother and
sister parted for the night with the understanding that they should set
out early after breakfast for a long walk, and to pay some