I am in a hospital where are many children; those who are able to be up, go to school in the mornings, and in the afternoon the teacher comes up stairs to give little lessons to those who are in bed.
The children have books, toys, games, and hobby horses. The girls like to play "hospital," with their dollies, and have two or three boys for doctors. The dolls are treated as though they really felt sick; and the young doctors pretend to give them ether, before they perform their surgical operations! It is quite funny to see how the very little boys and girls will imitate doctors and nurses.
The children have a little society called the "Ready-To-Help." Sometime I will tell you of some of the things which its members do to help.
Your loving Blossom.
Dear Pansy:
There is one Fault I want to over come and when i have any thing and when i have anything to put it back where i got it from, and not to laugh and talk i Sunday school and when i pull of my hat at night, i cant find it next morning.
From your friend
Archer E. Banks.
Dear Pansy: