ake nice fly-brushes.
E. PEARL L.
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BRAZORIA, TEXAS.
We take YOUNG PEOPLE, and like it very much. I read the papers
until I know them almost by heart, and I thought it would be nice
to write a letter for the Post-office Box. I am a little boy nine
years old, and I live on the Brazos River, in Texas. I and my
little brother have never been to school, but papa and mamma teach
us at home. We have beautiful redbirds, bluebirds, and woodpeckers
here, and a pair of mocking-birds have built their nest in a
rose-bush near our window. We have two pet chickens, named Poll
and Nelly, that have never been with a hen since they were
hatched. When I call, "Cluck! cluck!" they come running to me, but
they are afraid of a hen. Every night they cry to be put to bed.
WALTER H. S.
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REFUGIO, TEXAS.
I want to tell you about some minnows I had. I got them out of a
mud hole, and put them in a large candy jar in some fresh
rain-water. I kept them about two months. I fed them on flies and
bread-crumbs, and when I dropped their food in the water, they
would swim to the surface as fast as they could and swallow it. I
put some shells and a calla lily in the jar, and the little fish
would dart around after each other, and hide behind the shells.
They were very amusing.
LULA B.
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FLINT, MICHIGAN.
I had YOUNG PEOPLE for a Christmas present, and I like it very
much. I have a puppy. I call him Champion, after that brave dog in
the story I read in YOUNG PEOPLE No. 20. He is two months old, and
my papa thinks he will be big enough next winter to draw me on my
sled.
JOSIE A. U.
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DUNCANSBY, MISSISSIPPI.
I am a little girl ten years old, and I have a brother eight. I
live in the country, two miles from the Mississippi River, where
there is nothing to see but big fields of cotton and corn. Papa is
a planter. I wait patiently every week for YOUNG PEOPLE. I was
born in Louisiana, but my grandpa was born in New York State. I
have never been to school. I am taught at home.
CALLIE R. H.
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WINDSOR, CONNECTICUT.
I send you the names of all the flowers
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