James Howard R.
I hope none of those annoying little pests called ticks will fasten on those of my children who live in the Southern pine regions. I know all about them, and they are really "horrid," to borrow a word which is used sometimes when it ought not to be.
Jersey City Heights, New Jersey.
I am eleven years old. I have just been reading Harper's Young People, and think the letter that Ninetta wrote is very nice. I have no pets except a darling little brother three years old, and he says he is going to write you a letter. I have just learned how to make feather-edge, and I have made half a yard to-day. I have taken Harper's Young People ever since it was published, and I think it is the nicest paper I ever read, or ever expect to read. I hope this letter is not too long, and will be printed, as I would like to surprise some of my friends who take the paper. On the following page you will see my brother's letter.
Do you know, dear child, that you forgot to sign your name, and so I do not know who my little correspondent is, although she is much brighter than I, for I have tried in vain to learn to make that puzzling trimming called feather-edge. Please kiss little brother for his letter.
Oxford, Ohio.
I am a little girl eight years old. I have two little kittens, one black and one white. I have a dog, and his name is Fido. We have a dove, and she has two little doves in the nest in the cedar-tree. We have every Harper's Young People that has been printed. I play with my brother Sam, who is seven now, and we have two velocipedes.
Livy R.