We are two little Southern girls, and live away down in Mississippi. We read the Young People, and like it ever so much. We are little girl neighbors. Emma and Eugenia are our names. We are great friends, go to the same school, and take music lessons. Eugenia's mamma gave her a Christmas tree. Emma received on it two nice books and a ring, and Eugenia one book, one talking doll, and a work-box. Our tree was just too lovely. We had it in our parlor, and some other little girls were here. We were just too happy. We wish Christmas would come oftener, and are sorry when it is over. We have three pet cats, two gray ones and one yellow one. Eugenia is very anxious for a canary. Mamma had two; the cat caught one, and the owl caught one at night. That was a long time ago. We have violets and white hyacinths in bloom. Mamma has a great many flowers.
If you do not think this too long, we would be so glad to see it in print, as it is our first letter to the little people. Eugenia was the first to take this little paper in Aberdeen, and now several are taking it, mamma spoke so well of it to her friends. Emma has three sisters.
Emma and Eugenia.
How we wish we had violets too! But we must wait a while in this latitude for out-door flowers.
Clara W.—Your little story about "May in Fairy-land" is very well written, and we advise you to cultivate your taste for composition by writing such stories frequently.
Ruby R.—Your dear little poem is put away safely in a pigeon-hole, but not to stay there forever. If you have patience to wait until the year rolls around again, you will probably see it in Our Post-office Box.
Frank B. B.—You are very kind to read the stories in Young People to your little sisters, and we are glad to hear about your fun with your sled and velocipede. There is not room for your letter, nor for those of at least a hundred other boys, but we will be pleased to hear from you again. Why don't you solve some of the puzzles?