The girls had decided that, since Christmas was only about a fortnight away, it would be attractive to use Christmas decorations for their party. And so the round table showed crossed strips of broad red ribbon, under bands of lace, and a central decoration of a real Christmas tree, with beautiful fancy ornaments and colored electric lights. At each place was an elaborate bonbonniere of Christmas red, decked with sprays of holly. The place cards were Christmassy; and the little brooches they had bought, were in dainty boxes tied with holly ribbon. "It's perfectly lovely, Mona," said Patty, enthusiastically. "There isn't a bit too much of anything, and it's just as cheery and jolly as it can be." "I thought I wouldn't have any flowers on the table," Mona explained, "for they didn't go with the other things. So, you see, I've these four big bunches of red carnations around the room, and I shall give them each one to take home. Of course, I have boxes ready for them,--and then, Patty, I thought we'd distribute the Christmas tree decorations among them,--and I have the boxes big, so we can put those and the place-cards and candy-boxes and souvenirs all in them. And then, you know, it won't seem like _giving_ them things; for you know yourself how keen people are to take away their place cards and such things." "They are, indeed! I've been _surprised_ the people who have _everything_ will gather up their cards and trumpery boxes after a luncheon! And your thoughtfulness is lovely, Mona. We'll each give them our own place-card and box, too." "Yes; and then, you see, they'll have quite a few little things for their own Christmas, and that will make them remember the 'bright spot' all the more." "Of course it will! Mona, you're a perfect _darling_!" And Patty grasped Mona's shoulders and swung her about in a mad dance of jubilation. "And, Patty," Mona went on, "Mr. Lansing wants to help us with our Happy Saturdays Club. He says he could go with us some afternoon, to take a lot of newsboys to the circus." "Why, Mona Galbraith!" and Patty stared at her friend in astonishment. "Have you been telling _him_ about our club?" "Yes; of course, I have. It's no secret society, is it?" "No; but we don't want men for members." "But, Patty, he would be a help. I'd love to give some of those poor little newsboys a good time, and we couldn't do it, just by ourselves." Suddenly, Patty thought of "Rosy," and her idea of including him in some of their plans. To be sure, it would be better to have a man to help manage such a project. But not Mr. Lansing! "No, Mona," she said; "our club is made up of just us four girls, and we can find plenty to do among girls or women. At least, for this winter. If it's all a success, we can do more next winter, and perhaps get some men to help us then. If we want to take newsboys to the circus, father will go with us. Don't be everlastingly dragging in that Mr. Lansing."