O joy! I see our mother’s face, Our own delightful home; And never more from it shall we, Dear Annie, want to roam. “In our last conversation we left Harry struggling in the water, and Ann standing on the wharf, screaming and crying very loud. “Just then, a young man, who wore a short blue jacket, a checked shirt, and a shining hat on the back of his head, came along; and, seeing Ann’s distress and poor Harry’s situation, without saying one word, pulled off his jacket, and jumped into the water “Some people carried them into a small house that smelt of rum and tobacco smoke. They asked the children their names, and where they lived. When they had told them, they said they should be sent home after awhile, but that Harry must first go to bed; for he shivered, and was still very cold. They wanted him to drink some rum, but he refused. So they carried him up into a little, dark room, and laid him in a dirty bed, and put “‘Brother, we have been very wicked in going away from home. I am afraid we never shall see our dear papa and mamma any more.’ “Then they put their arms around each other’s neck, and cried. “Just then the woman of the house came in, and again asked them the name and the number of the street in which they lived. This Harry remembered, and told her. “She said, “‘Well, don’t take on so. I am busy fixing my Ned off to sea now; but to-night I will “The children thought it would be a very long time before night would come. Ann crept into the bed with Harry; and they nestled up to each other, and fell fast asleep. “While they slept, a sound was heard without: ‘Lost children! Lost children!’ This was called out by a man who, at the same time, rang a bell which he held in his hand. “When he got near the sailor, he was told that the children were safe in the house. He stopped ringing his bell, and went, in great haste, to tell the parents of the children that they “It was dark when they got home. As they were taken from the carriage, they saw each window in the brightly lighted parlor filled with faces on the look-out for them. And, O, what joy, when they found themselves again in their cheerful, happy home; in their precious mother’s arms! “It was time for Willy and Charlie to have their supper, and Alfred knew enough of the Bible to apply this story. He saw in Harry and Ann’s kind father a picture of our dear heavenly Parent, who sent his Son to call us back to him; and who |