Pluton Cañon, California.
I live in Oakland, and have come to Pluton Cañon to camp. There is a high cliff across the road from where we are camping, and every once in a while the stones come rattling down.
Every evening I see a cunning little gray squirrel running down to get a drink of water.
Just below the cliff there is a large and swift stream, which has a great many fish in it, and where I saw a whirlpool the first day I came here. There is a rock on the cliff which looks just like a man laughing.
I have a brother who to-day started with me to get some pine gum. We had to cross the stream to get it. When we were about to cross it, a wasp stung my brother twice, and me once.
Louisa L. S.
Slate Hill, New York.
My kitten's name is Tricksy, and she deserves the name, for she is full of play, and as cunning as she can be. There is an old cat that comes prowling around every night to get something to eat. We have to drive her away, or else she will come into the house. The other night our puss knew that mamma did not want the old cat to come in the house, so she ran after her and chased her off. I think puss has caught eight mice and one meadow-mole.
We have a cow named Daisy, two horses, named Billy and Fanny, and two pigs, named Grunt and Squeal.
Please tell Jimmy Brown to write about some more of his troubles, and ask him if he never has anything to be glad about.
I can not tell which of the stories in Young People I like best, but papa thinks Jimmy Brown's sad tales are the best.
Elsie M. K.
Westminster, Maryland.