Philadelphia, Pennsylvania.
In the summer I was staying at Newtown, Pennsylvania, and there were a number of Indians there from the training school at Carlisle, Pennsylvania. They were sent to Newtown for the summer, and one was staying opposite us, and one in the house with us. We invited several of them to take tea with us, and after tea we went out on the lawn, and had a game of bow and arrows, and they are all experts in archery. For one of the girls my aunt dressed a doll, and she was delighted with it. One of the girls, seventeen years old, weighed 157 pounds; was not that heavy? One Sunday my aunt and myself took four of the Indians to church. I think they understood the service very well. One of the girls, Maggie S., taught me to say, in the Indian language, "Be a good girl" and "Be a good boy," but as I do not know how to spell the words, I can not write them for you. In my last letter I said I would exchange shells for stamps, but my shells were soon exhausted, so I can not exchange any more. I am eleven years old. I hope Jimmy Brown will write another story soon.
Julia M. Pierie, 2403 Spruce Street.
The two little letters which follow were sent us by the teacher of Nettie and Phebe:
Bloomfield, New Jersey.
Every Tuesday morning my teacher sends one or two scholars up to the Post-office to get Harper's Young People. My teacher has taken the paper ever since September, and all of us are glad when we see the pretty green cover, and all of us try to be good all day, so that we can take it home. I have just commenced writing with ink, so please excuse my bad writing. Please publish this letter to oblige
Nettie K.
Bloomfield, New Jersey.