What a beauty that rooster must be! I'm afraid the little black dog thought he had a hard time when you were training him to act as a pony.
Brandy Station, Virginia.
My first letter was not put in. I thought I would write again. My little sister Alice has a pet duck; it sleeps in mamma's room. One night it slept in mamma's slipper, and another night it got into the baby's crib and slept there all night, and in the morning when mamma took the baby up it cried to get up too. I think that was very cunning. We have three pet chickens. It has been very rainy; it rains nearly every evening. Mamma has some very large spring chickens. We have an old dog fourteen years old. I have five sisters and one brother: Rena Louisa, Sadie Summers, Emily Palmer, Alice Remington, Lilian, and Charles Palmer. Good-by.
Franklin S.
What a droll duck! Please thank sister Rena for her letter. We have not room to print both this time.
C. Y. P. R. U.
A Tower of Porcelain.—The Porcelain Tower at Nankin, in China, is nine stories high, and rises two hundred feet into the air. It is founded on a strong and solid basis of brick-work. Twelve feet thick at the bottom, it tapers gradually and gracefully to the top, where it ends in a point, crowned by a golden ball. Around it is a railing of rough marble. By twelve steps you reach the first floor, and by narrow stairs you climb to the ninth story. Between each story and the next there is a kind of pent-house or shed on the outside of the tower, from the eaves of which are hung little brass bells, growing smaller as you approach the top. These are set in motion by the wind, and keep up a musical chiming. Each story is built of strong timbers, the ceilings are adorned with paintings, and the light comes in through latticed windows. Every roof is covered by tiles of delicately painted porcelain, and the whole elegant, fairy-like structure is a wonder of architecture.