As I have not seen a letter from the Gem of the Rockies, as our
pretty town is called, I thought I would write one. While I am
writing, it is snowing quite hard, this last day of August. When I
got up this morning, as soon as the fog had disappeared, the
mountains looked beautiful. I have a nice pair of snow-shoes all
ready for winter. It is great fun snow-shoeing for my sister and I.
I have a big sister, who is helping me to make clothes for my doll.
Her name is Saidie. I am a little girl eleven years old. I am
always so delighted when I see papa coming home with my HARPER'S.
Much love to the dear Postmistress.