HOME AT THE HAVEN.

could have managed better than he did the writing of
directions and tying on of labels. There was so much
to be done, and so much bustle at last, that Mrs.
Osborne could hardly be persuaded that something
very important had not been forgotten, when she found
herself with her children fairly seated in the railroad
carriage, which was to take them to P--; but a box
that she fancied must be left behind, proved to be
under the se-t-placed there by kind Mr. Martin,
Grace's father, who saw them off; and Edward was
found to have had all the while tight hold of the knob
of an umbrella, that, when first inquired after, he was
sure he knew nothing about! This blunder of Edward's
helped them all to a smile before the train had quite
got away from the station, and wiping away the 'tears
that had started into her eyes, Lucy was able to nod and
kiss her hand to Grace Martin, as she stood by her
father's side on the platform. Grace's bonnet was the
very last thing that Lucy saw as they steamed away
from under the great station roof, and then she had to
settle her pet canary, which she carried in her hand in
his cage and sling him up over head comfortably for
the journey, while she uncovered his cage and let him
see all of the world that he chose. They had no
adventures on the road during their two hours' journey.
Edward read Robinson Crusoe the greater part of
the way, and their mother slept, for she was very tired
with all the bustle of the previous day, and several
sleepless nights, so that Lucy had no one to talk to
and was quite sorry she had not brought a book. A
silent old lady in the corner, however, who was their
only companion in the railroad carriage, got out at one
of the stations, and a more talkative gentleman got in.
He soon caused Edward to look up from his book, and
answer some of his questions. He asked them where