worst fury of the sea is over. A fine vessel has gone down upon the waters, but the Teignmouth life-boat has nobly fulfilled its noble task, and all hands on board the vessel have been saved. 7. Why does Ned Carey linger in hesitation outside his mother's door? He has shown himself the bravest of the brave throughout the night. Why does he shrink from the proud welcome that awaits him from the heart nearest to his own? 8. Beside him stands a tall worn man; a man whom he has rescued from a watery grave; a man whose eyes, full of tenderness, never leave his own. Around the two, throng Teignmouth villagers. Many hands are thrust towards the man in happy recognition. "Who will dare to tell her?" So speaks a voice well nigh choked with emotion. "I will." And Ned Carey in another moment is in his mother's arms. 9. "Mother, listen. I have a tale for your ears. One of the men saved last night is a Teignmouth fisherman. A fearful storm had overtaken him upon the sea several months ago. He was observed and saved by a foreign vessel. The vessel was outward bound. Away from home, from wife, from friends, the man was forced to sail. By his wife and friends he was mourned as dead. 10. "He arrived at the vessel's destined port only to set sail again with the first ship bound for England. Last night he found himself within sight of home; but a storm was raging on sea and land, and once more the man stood face to face with a terrible death. Help came in his need. Mother, try to bear the happy truth. 11. "When your brave heart-a heart which in the midst of its own sorrow could feel for the sorrows of others, sent me forth last night, you knew not— how should you know-that you sent me to the rescue of my dear father's life." Not another word is spoken. A step is heard; the rescued man stands by his own fireside. With a cry of wild joy the mother rushes forward and falls into his arms. Where was the storm raging? Why was the Teign Who was Ned Carey? Who What did he say to her? Why How did she afterwards reply? mouth life-boat required? was standing near him? did his mother hesitate? What became of the vessel? How did the life-boat crew nobly fulfil their task? Who was the tall worn man that was saved? How was the news made known to Ned's mother? THE HOME OF MY YOUTH. 1. Home of my youth! with fond delight 2. Lot of my father! well I know The spot that saw my infant dawn; 3. O sweet to me the laughing hours, When earth seem'd gay, and heaven was fair! When fancy cull'd her thornless flowers, And pleasure reign'd, devoid of care. 4. Home of my youth! my heart, away, child-hood laugh-ing pleas-ure dreams in-fant thorn-less reign-ed mem-o-ry THE EAGLE. 1. There are a great many species of eagles, but the most celebrated is the golden eagle. This fine bird, although extinct in England, is still found in the Highlands of Scotland, and Ireland, and is not unfrequently met with in all the northern parts of the globe. The colour of the greater part of the body is a rich blackish-brown. The head and neck are covered with feathers of a golden red, which give to the bird its name. The tail is a deep gray, streaked regularly with dark brown; the legs, which are of a gray-brown colour, are feathered to the very toes. 2. The eagle is furnished with a strong hooked beak, with toes covered with scales, and with strong hooked claws. Owing to great strength of wing, its flight is described as majestic and powerful in the extreme. It sweeps through the air in a succession of spiral curves, rising with every curve, and making no perceptible motion with its wings, until it has attained a height where it is scarcely visible. 3. But although so high, its sight is so powerful that it can clearly distinguish objects beneath, for often it has been observed to sweep down with lightning-like rapidity, and, seizing its prey in its powerful talons, carry it off. The eagle disdains the smaller victims sought after by the hawk and owl. It seldom feeds on carrion, except when pressed by hunger, but gains its living chiefly by the pro |