Lena Matthews.
Madison, New Jersey.
I am a little boy six years old. My brother Louie takes Young People, and has every number. Baby Roe and I love to have mamma read it to us. Roe and I have bad colds, so I could not go to school, but Louie could. I learned to print in school. This is my first letter. I hope you will print it.
Howard B. G.
Your little note was printed so nicely that it was as plain as though the letters had been formed by the type-writing machine. After all, there is no machine of which I ever heard so wonderful as the four little fingers and thumb of a boy's hand. Ask papa and mamma if they don't agree with me.
Salem, North Carolina.
I have taken Young People from the first number, and I like it very much. I have written one letter to the Post-office Box, but I thought I would write again. My friend Howard R. has written too. We two have formed a printing firm under the name of P. & R. We made four dollars clear profit, with which we bought each a pair of roller skates. We have over three dollars in our bank now. Some of my playmates and I have formed a club under the name of Holiday Club, and some of my boy friends and I have formed a military company by the name of Home Guards. We parade in the academy play-grounds. The other day we fought almost all the battles of the Revolution.
A. H. P.