And, girls, that’s the whole of the story; I have none of the beautiful things to tell, because I spent more than half my money, and I can’t do them now; and besides, Aunt Helen doesn’t go away down town shopping very often. So my plans are all upset, but some way I don’t feel so very badly about it; though I would have liked ever so much to try how those seeds I had in mind, would grow; maybe I can try some of them some other time. There is just a little bit more: at first I thought I wouldn’t tell you, but I believe I will. Grandma Dunlap said a very strange and sweet thing to me just as I was going away. She asked me to bend down so she could kiss me, and then she said, “You have given the Lord Jesus a beautiful supper to-night, Emmie.” At first I was frightened; I thought she did not know what she was saying, but she looked at me with smiling eyes, and said: “You don’t know what I mean? Didn’t you know there was a lovely ‘inasmuch’ in his Book for you? Find it when you go home, Emmie.” I found what I think she meant. Do you girls know the verse? “Inasmuch as ye did it unto one of the least of these, my brethren, ye did it unto me.” Not that Grandma Dunlap is one of the “least,” she is a dear, sweet old lady that anybody might be glad to help, but I am sure that was what she meant; and it made me not care very much about the rest. This isn’t much of a story; it is only to explain to you why I have no story to tell. If I ever should do any of the nice things I planned, I’ll tell you about them. Until then, you must “take the will for the deed.” Your loving schoolmate, EMMELINE MORROW. “WHOSOEVER.” THERE are children on the floor, Conning Bible lessons o’er. “Which word all the Bible through Do you love best?” queried Sue. “I like Faith the best,” said one; “Jesus is my word alone.” “I like Hope;” “and I like Love;” “I like Heaven, our home above.” One more smaller than the rest— “I like Whosoever best; “Whosoever, that means all— Even me, who am so small.” Whosoever! Ah! I see, That’s the word for you and me. “Whosoever will” may come— Find a pardon and a home. —_Gleanings for the Young._ [Illustration: TELLING CHRISTMAS STORIES.] _Volume 15, Number 6._ Copyright, 1887, by D. LOTHROP COMPANY. _December 10, 1887._ THE PANSY. [Illustration: IN THEIR OWN ROOM.—ARRANGING CHRISTMAS CARDS.] UP GARRET. (_More about A Sevenfold Trouble._) CHAPTER I. MRS. C. M. LIVINGSTON.