sion of his gratitude to Lucy, and his estimation of her virtues, Charles's cheek glowed and his eye moistened. Ophelia whispered to Lucy, "Do look at him, Lucy! Why don't you look at him! you are not half so glad as he is!"
We feel sure of pleasing all but our very young readers, who always want a little more even of a dull story, by abruptly concluding our book with a letter from Lucy to her mother, written four years subsequent to Adéle's expulsion from Mr. Hartell's.
- Dear Mother,
"After deliberating and advising with Mrs. Hyde, who has been like the kindest of mothers to us, we have come to a decision which only waits for your approbation. The bakery is sold to Mr. Werner, a German, who, when a stranger and quite destitute, came to the Lovetts, as it seemed, accidentally. Werner was honest and industrious; he understood the business thoroughly, and introduced some improvements. For the last two years he has been a partner, and now he has bought out Charles. His two sisters and their old parents arrived a few weeks since, and a happier family I never saw. How strange that such a train of