Bleak House, Illinois.
I am a little girl seven years old, and I want to write to Young People.
It has been such a long winter! We think it is time for spring. The snow-banks are thawing to-day (April 10), and this morning the birds were singing, and a prairie-chicken went boo-o-o-o.
I live on a farm, and when my uncle William goes into the woods, I go with him, and ride back on a load of wood, and I see squirrels, and acorns, and moss, and hawks' nests in the tops of the trees.
I have a little sister in Scotland. She is eleven years old. She writes me nice letters. She has seen London and the Queen's palace. Santa Claus brought her a doll, and she has named it Grace Anastasia.
Dudie A. C.
New Orleans, Louisiana.
I like "Toby Tyler" and "Phil's Fairies" best of all the stories in Young People.
I am twelve years old. My mamma died five weeks ago, and left me with my sister and papa. I have been an invalid all my life until now, when I can run as fast as any little girl.
The flowers are all in bloom (April 14), and everything is so green and lovely!
Laura B.
Downieville, California.