HOME AT THE HAVEN.

 it be? Yes! It was indeed-it really was Grace
 Martin !
 And Grace Martin spent a most happy month at
 the Haven, with Lucy, and towards the end of the
 time Edward paid his first visit home from school.
 And by his account of himself, and of all that he was
( doing, he made everybody feel hopeful, if not quite
sure, of his improvement.
 Many things occurred during his short stay to lead
 them to feel this. He spoke frankly and openly of
 the little difficulties he had met with on first leaving
 home, and owned to some terrible blunders that he
 had made, because he was more backward than his
 schoolfellows in some things. In giving an account
 to his uncle, too, of an expedition which had been
 made by some of his companions to the top of a hill
 near the school, from which they had seen the sea, and
 even, with a telescope, the ships in Portsmouth har-
 bour, his uncle had inquired how it was that he had
 not been of the party. "I don't know, uncle," were
 the words that came first to Edward's lips, buf he
 stopped himself in time, and replied, It was because
 I had been idle, uncle, and had not got my Latin
 done." And from such tokens of newly-acquired
 courage to bear the blame, did Edward's friends now
 begin to hope that he was learning, through truth
 and uprightness of conduct, to avoid all cause for
 blame.
 And our young readers will like to know that these
hopes were fulfilled. When Edward grew up, he be.
came a sailor, and, as a man, he has gone through many
of the same kinds of adventures at sea that, as a boy,
he liked so much to hear of and read about. He has
not, it is true, turned out such a distinguished com-
mander as Lord Nelson, nor has he ever been left