o be a Christmas-tree, and had
filled this box with all that would be needed.

It was opened directly. There was every kind of gilt hanging-thing, from
gilt pea-pods to butterflies on springs. There were shining flags and
lanterns, and birdcages, and nests with birds sitting on them, baskets
of fruit, gilt apples and bunches of grapes, and, at the bottom of the
whole, a large box of candles and a box of Philadelphia bonbons!

Elizabeth Eliza and Solomon John could scarcely keep from screaming. The
little boys and the small cousins knocked on the folding-doors to ask
what was the matter.

Hastily Mr. Peterkin and the rest took out the things and hung them on
the tree, and put on the candles.

When all was done, it looked so well that Mr. Peterkin exclaimed:--"Let
us light the candles now, and send to invite all the neighbors to-night,
and have the tree on Christmas Eve!"

And so it was that the Peterkins had their Christmas-tree the day
before, and on Christmas night could go and visit their neighbors.

MRS. PETERKIN'S TEA-PARTY.

TWAS important to have a tea-party, as they had all been invited by
everybody,--the Bromwicks, the Tremletts, and the Gibbonses. It would be
such a good chance to pay off some of their old debts, now that the lady
from Philadelphia was back again, and her two daughters, who would be
sure to make it all go off well.

But as soon as they began to make out the list, they saw there were too
many to have at once, for there were but twelve cups and saucers in the
best set.

"There are seven of us, to begin with," said Mr. Peterkin.

"We need not all drink tea," said Mrs. Peterkin.

"I never do," said Solomon John. The little boys never did.

"And we could have coffee, too," suggested Elizabeth Eliza.

"That would take as many cups," objected Agamemnon.

"We could use the every-day set for the coffee," answered Elizabeth
Eliza; "they are the right shape. Besides," she went on, "they would not
all come. Mr. and Mrs. Bromwick, for instance; they never go out."

"There are but six cups in the every-day set," said Mrs. Peterkin.

The little boys said there were plenty of saucers; and Mr. Peterkin
agreed with Elizabeth Eliza that all would not come. Old Mr. Jeffers
never went out.

"There are three of the Tremletts," said Elizabeth Eliza; "they never
go out together. One of them, if not two, will be sure to have the
headache. Ann Maria Bromwick would come, and the three Gibbons bo