Fort Concho, Texas.
My papa is an officer in the army. We live at Fort Concho. I take Harper's Young People, and get the St. Nicholas from our post library. I suppose you have heard of the great flood we had here. I went to the river every day with papa, and saw a great many things floating down the stream. Mamma saw a big rat on a small piece of wood sailing along, and looking quite comical. I saw hundreds of sheep and pieces of furniture and a piano leg rushing on. But all that did not make me feel so bad as the little girl who lost her mamma and sister. She stood on the bank and saw them float away on the house roof. They were brought back dead.
If you publish this, I will write again, and tell you about my good times pecan-nutting and Indian-pony-riding, etc. I am ten years old.
Ruth W. P.
It was, indeed, heart-rending for that poor little girl to see her dear mother and sister carried to death before her eyes. I hope you will write again, little Ruth.
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