course, he's SMART enough. I don't mean that! Perhaps he doesn't
want to."
"Oh," said Laura, "I wish you did want to."
"Why?" asked Arthur.
"I promised to string all these for the Mullins' Christmas tree," replied
Laura. "The market-man brought them so late, I have not much time now."
"Thread another needle," said Arthur.
In a few moments he was working as busily as Laura, herself. As Arthur
finished his last long string, he tied the ends together and threw it
around Laura's neck. When she bent her head a little, it reached the
floor.
"There," said he, "that proves that a boy can do a girl's work."
"Yes," said Laura, "when"--then she stopped and smiled.
"When what?" asked Arthur.
"When he has a girl to show him how," laughed Laura, as she danced out
of the room with the cranberry strings.
CHRISTMAS IN CALIFORNIA.
"To think that this is Christmas Day!"
Said Harold to his aunt,
"I know it really is, and yet,
Believe it--well, I can't!
I've had a tree, my stocking, too,
This morning full I found,
But how can I believe it
With no snow upon the ground?
Look at the sea so bright and blue,
And feel the soft, warm air,
And there are roses all in bloom,
And lilies, I declare!
I think that California
Is lovely, but it's queer,
How different Christmas is at home
From what it is out here."
"Ah, Harold!" gently said his aunt,
"No matter where you go,
In country strewn with flowers like this,
Or clad in ice and snow,
The birthday of the Christ-child is
The same in every place,
And happy greetings in His name,
Bring smiles to every face."
A TROUBLESOME CALL.
We were going, on Saturday, ever so far,--
My mamma and I,--to the Dollies' Bazaar,
Where fifty wax dollies,--the loveliest show,
Went walking about when they wound 'em, you know.
You wouldn't believe half the things they could do:
Why, one said "Good morning," as plainly as you.
One played the piano, and one, dressed in lace,
Walked up to a mirror and powdered her face.
Well, when we were ready we stepped in the hall,
And there was a lady a-coming to call.
She said she just chanced to be passing that way,
And she really had only a minute to stay.
We waited and waited, and hoped she would go,
Till I saw it was almost the time fo
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