It has two windows, one looking out toward the road, and the other covered with a thick blind of climbing roses, which almost shut out the light.

A bookcase stands beside one of the windows, and if you were to judge from the books it contained, you would pronounce Frank quite a literary character.

The two upper shelves are occupied by miscellaneous books, such as Cooper's novels, Shakspeare's works, and the like.

On the next two shelves stand Frank's choicest books--natural histories; there are sixteen large volumes, and he knows them almost by heart.

The drawers in the lower part of the case are filled on one side with writing materials, and on the other with old compositions, essays, and orations, some of which exhibit a power of imagination and a knowledge of language hardly to be expected in a boy of Frank's age.