When the sun passed his meridian Little Georgie went away; The old man lived till round and red He dipped at the close of day. But ere he went his faltering tongue This prayer sent up from the sea: "For Georgie's sake--for the sake of Thy Son, Be merciful to me!" They treasured the small white body With its quiet little feet, But they gave to the brown old sailor A sailor's winding-sheet. There came at length a blessed breeze That filled the limp white sail And tightened the creaking halyards With the strength of a fair fresh gale. So it came to pass as all things do, That one fair and sunny day, Proud and staunch in the harbor The ship at her anchor lay. But the captain bent to the sad white face That rested against his arm, And said, "Dear wife, little Georgie Is safe from all sin and harm; "His life was bright and beautiful, With nothing its joy to dim, He gladdened the heart of a sinful man, And--'took him to Heaven with him.' "We will bury his dust, little mother, Under the trees at home, But Georgie beholds the face of Him Who said: 'Let the children come.'" EMILY BAKER SMALLE. [Illustration: MERRY CHRISTMAS HAPPY NEW YEAR A CHRISTMAS GREETING.--_A Christmas Story._] _Volume 13, Number 10._ Copyright, 1886, by D. LOTHROP & CO. _Jan. 9, 1886._ THE PANSY. [Illustration: MOTHER TOPKNOT AND HER FAMILY.] REACHING OUT. (_A Further Account of Nettie Decker and Her Friends._) BY PANSY. CHAPTER III. "NEXT thing we want to do is to earn some money." This, Jerry said, as he sat on the side step with Nettie, after sunset. They had been having a long talk, planning the campaign against the enemy, which they had made up their minds should be carried on with vigor. At least, they had been trying to plan; but that obstacle which seems to delight to step into the midst of so many plans and overturn them, viz. money, met them at every point. So when Jerry made that emphatic announcement, Nettie was prepared to agree with him fully; but none the less did she turn anxious eyes on him as she said: "How can we?" "I don't know yet," Jerry said, whistling a few bars of Oh, do not be discouraged, and stopping in the middle of the line to answer, "But of course there is a way. There was an old man who worked for my father, who used to say so often: 'Where there's a will there's a way,' that after awhile we boys got to calling him 'Will and Way' for short, you know; his name was John," and here Jerry stopped to laugh a little over that method of shortening a name; "but it was wonderful to see how true it proved; he would make out to do the most surprising things that even my father thought sometimes could not be done. We must _make_ a way to earn some money."