This time his search was rewarded.

There, on the first column of the last page, in all the glory of print, was his treasured essay! A flash of pleasure tinged his cheek, and his heart beat rapidly, as he read his first printed production.

It is a great event in the life of a literary novice, when he first sees himself.

Even Byron says,-- "'Tis pleasant, sure, to see one's self in print." To our young hero the essay read remarkably well--better than he had expected; but then, very likely he was prejudiced in its favor.

He read it through three times on his way back to the printing office, and each time felt better satisfied.
"I wonder if any of the readers will think it was written by a boy ?" thought Harry.