back to bed, but busied herself with her new treasures, saying, "Just as soon as the first bell rings I'll go and wish papa and mamma 'Merry Christmas!'" Presently the bell pealed through the house, and Gracie, arrayed in her new hat, made her first call. Then she pattered down the hall to cousin Tom's room to be first with Christmas greetings. Tom was up, and opening the door, drew her into his room. "O, how nice! your grate burns lovely." After the new hat, necklace and bangle bracelet had been duly admired, Tom and Gracie, his little cousin, sat down in the great arm chair to enjoy the bright fire and have one of their chats. "Who are you going to make happy to-day?" "Me? How can I make anybody happy?" Tom smiled as he replied, "Do you not know that you make us all happy, just by being here?" "O, I thought you meant something different." "So I did, little one. There are a great many people in this city who have very little to make them happy, and you and I who have so much may make at least one heart joyful on this glad Christmas day, do you not think so?" "If I knew how," said Gracie. "We will try to find a way. I see you are quite dressed up this morning," referring to the dressing-gown. "Do you see my new one?" "Yes; you are the one that is dressed up." "I know a poor invalid to whom I mean to give the old one, and there is a little girl who has not a comfortable dress nor a pair of shoes." "Nor any nice hat and bracelet?" "No, I doubt if she has any hat or even a hood. I saw her out with an old shawl over her head." Just then the second bell rang and Gracie was obliged to go and get ready for breakfast. Other surprises awaited her, but she was unusually thoughtful, and at last Louise said, "Gracie, what makes you so sober? Are you not satisfied?" "O, yes; but I am thinking what I can give to a little girl who has nothing to make her happy to-day." "I don't believe there are any such people," said Louise; "everybody manages to get about so much out of something, I guess. They may not have just what we have, but there's something." "Do you believe that?" asked cousin Tom. "Maybe not exactly, but there's no use in making a child like Gracie miserable over what she can't help," replied Louise, in a low tone. "But she can help a little." "I am going to help," said Gracie earnestly, having caught the drift of Tom's question. "I have made up my mind what I shall send the little girl cousin Tom told me about." "Suppose I should take you to see her?" "I should like that! If mamma will let me go." "I think she will. Auntie, will you let me have Gracie for an hour this morning? I will take good care of her." "O, mamma!" expostulated Louise, "he is going to take her among his poor people! She will be sure to get a fever or something!" "I am going to take you, too," said Tom; "and I am not going to take either of you into any dangerous places."