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Title: Thistle and Rose
A Story for Girls

Author: Amy Walton

Illustrator: R. Barnes

Release Date: April 27, 2007 [EBook #21229]

Language: English

Character set encoding: ASCII

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Thistle and Rose
A Story for Girls

By Amy Walton
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A gently moving story for girls. Anna is aged fifteen, and her father
needs to go abroad on business for a while. Her mother had died before
Anna could remember. Anna is to go to Dornton to stay while her father
is away, and she is looking forward to meeting her relatives, including
her grandfather, who had been estranged from her father for many years.

The grandfather is living quietly in a small house "with no servants"
and has a job as organist in Dornton church. He is well-known as an
excellent teacher of music, especially the violin.

The story goes on from there. The book is not a long one, and the
audiobook takes a little over four hours. NH
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THISTLE AND ROSE
A STORY FOR GIRLS

BY AMY WALTON

CHAPTER ONE.

THE PICTURE.

A countenance in which did meet
Sweet records, promises as sweet.

Wordsworth.

"And so, my dear Anna, you really leave London to-morrow!"

"By the ten o'clock train," added an eager voice, "and I shan't get to
Dornton until nearly five. Father will go with me to Paddington, and
then I shall be alone all the way. My very first journey by myself--and
such a long one!"

"You don't seem to mind the idea," said the governess, with a glance at
her pupil's bright, smiling face. "You don't mind leaving all the
people and things you have been used to all your life?"

Anna tried to look grave. "I see so little of father, you know," she
said, "and I'm sure I shall like the country better than London. I
shall miss _you_, of course, dear Miss Milverton," she added quickly,
bending forward to kiss her governess.

Miss Milverton gave a little shake o