Lancaster, Pennsylvania.
I have a little brother Carl, who was two years old this month. Mamma has been reading "Toby Tyler" to sister and me, and Carl must have been listening more sharply than we thought, for last night, just as supper was over, he laid his head against the back of his high chair, and said, "Little Toby Tyler sleepy; little Toby Tyler wants to go up stairs."
We think both Carl and Young People are splendid.
C. O. M.
Cumberland, Maryland.
I have just read the paragraph concerning birds' eggs in the Post-office Box of Young People No. 70, and I think it is by far the best thing that has appeared for a good while. If the poor little birds could only speak, I know they would thank Young People from morning until evening. Boys and girls, let us all protect the little birds, and agree not to kill them or rob their nests.
"Starry Flag."
Evans Mills, New York.