It was my birthday yesterday, and my brother gave me Young People for a present. My father and mother are in Italy, rejoicing in sunshine and flowers. I have no pets to tell you about. We live in a little village of red brick houses, and it is very pretty here. I thank you for making the paper larger than it was at first. It is lovely now.
Mildred C. (12 years).
Mary B. L., a little six-year-old girl, of Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, sends the following in big capitals: "A fox went around where he knew there were some chickens. When he got there, he said,'Come down, and I will show you something more beautiful than you ever saw.' 'You talk very nice, but I can not trust you,' said a hen, 'so we can not come down.'"
Daisy W., of Rochester, New York, reports having made a cake by Puss Hunter's recipe, and it was very nice.
St. Louis, Missouri.
We have two pet gold-fish which are turning black. Can any one tell me what is the trouble with them?
Virgie C.