It was an ordinary kind of rose.

The sisters had called it an eglantine, but it was not an eglantine.

They had been very fond, when the weather permitted, of sitting in this edifice with their work.

The place was fitted up with a rustic table and two quite uncomfortable rustic chairs, particularly uncomfortable for the sisters, who were of a thin habit of body.
When James Ranger, who was himself not a man of sentiment, showed the new aspirant for the renting of the place this fantastic building, he spoke of it with a species of apology.
"My sisters had this built," said he, "and it cost considerable," for he did not wish to disparage the money value of anything.
When the family were established in their new home, one of the first things which they did--they signifying Mrs.Carroll, Miss Anna Carroll, the daughters Miss Ina and Miss Charlotte Carroll, and the son Edward Carroll, called Eddy by the family--was to march in a body upon the little "Temple," and, armed with stones, proceed with shouts of merriment to smash out every spear of the crimson and orange and blue glass in the windows.

They then demolished the rustic furniture and made of that a noble bonfire.