All that happened in a week

ALL THAT HAPPENED
IN A WEEK A STORY
FOR LITTLE CHILDREN
Jane H. Findlater
LONDON, EDINBURGH,
DUBLIN, & NEW YORK
THOMAS NELSON
AND SONS
CONTENTS.
ne summer afternoon many years ago a child, called Peggy Roberts, arrived at the door of her aunt’s house in an open carriage. Peggy was just eight years old. She had been in the train since early in the morning, and was very tired when the carriage stopped at the door of Seafield. Then she noticed that everything round her was new and different from things at home, and she forgot about feeling tired. The house was exactly like the tea-caddy that stood on the dining-room side-board at home, and had been brought from China by her uncle—that is to say, it was quite square, and you felt as if you could lift off the top like the lid of the tea-caddy.
Right up to the windows there grew such a lovely rose-tree, covered all over with branches of bright red roses.
“O Martin, let me get some of the roses!” Peggy cried, standing still on the steps of the house.