_Nettie_ from Ohio. I hope your PANSY reaches you regularly, my dear

little girl, and that it gives you a great deal of comfort. You see

your "prayer" was answered in just the way you most wanted. Our Father

in Heaven always answers all prayer, but sometimes he has to say "No"

because He can tell whether what we have asked is the best thing.

_Edwin_ from New York. My boy, if you have done a "kind act" each day

since you took your pledge, you must have some pleasant stories to tell

which the Pansies would like to hear. Cannot you write out one of them

for us?

_Andrew_ from Illinois. O the teeth! I am very glad you have pledged to

take care of them. I know a boy who says he "cannot" remember to brush

his, only on Sundays, and I am very much afraid the consequence will

be, they will not be worth brushing by the time he is a man. Thank you

for being a worker for THE PANSY. I know of no better way to show that

you like the magazine than to try to get others to take it.

_Ethelwyn_ from Pennsylvania. How many people have you helped, my dear?

And how many ways have you discovered in which you can help others? Can

we be helpful without speaking a word? One of the most helpful little

people I know is a deaf and dumb girl. How do you suppose she manages

it?

_Minnie_ from Ohio. Dear little friend, it is very easy to be

"impatient." There is a little girl of my acquaintance who became so

impatient with a door which would not open that she knocked it with

her knee. Now it happened that in her pocket was a small cushion with

needles on it, and the knock sent a fine needle into her knee, which

caused her dreadful pain and kept her from taking a step for many

weeks. She used to say, "Oh, dear, if I only _hadn't_!"

_Willie_ from Ohio. I like your pledge. When a boy has a good father

and mother, and pledges himself always to obey them in everything, he

is about as safe as he can be in this world; especially if they are

Christian people, who say to him, "My boy, your first duty is to give

yourself to the Lord Jesus to obey him in all things."

_Jessie_ from Colorado. I wish you had sent me a copy of the

"Exercise," "Jesus Our Star." It must have been very beautiful, and

perhaps the Pansies would like to use it in their Sabbath-schools.

Perhaps you can send us a copy for next Christmas? How many presents

you received! What did you do for those who had none?

_Frank_ from Michigan. So, my seven-year-old Blossom, you sometimes

get angry, do you? That is bad; the perfume of angry flowers is very

disagreeable. It is well you have taken the pledge to overcome.

_Inez_ from Indiana. You are not alone in your fault, my darling. It is

as natural for people to want their own way, as it is to breathe. The

important thing is, to be very pleasant about giving it up, when for

any reason you cannot, or ought not to have it. This is a thing well

worth trying for.

_Anne_ from Washington. I was very deeply interested in your letter,

and have great sympathy for you in your great affliction. What a

wonderful and blessed thing it will be if all the members of your large

family meet in Heaven! Are you doing all you can to make sure of that

happy meeting?

_Florence_ from New York. A letter "all to yourself" is something I

cannot give, my Blossom, much as I would like to. Don't you see it

would not be fair to the others? I think you have the best possible

sort of "pet." Finger nails are very useful things, and have a way of

looking very badly if they are forgotten. I am glad you are going to

care for yours.

_Edith_ and _Lilian_ from Massachusetts. I am always glad to welcome

two sisters; I think they can be such helps to each other. We are

delighted to accept "Grandma" as an "honorary member." We have a

special and tender love for all the dear grandmas. I have not the least

doubt but she will keep her beautiful pledge to try to make somebody

happy every day; and I can imagine how happy you two can make her if

she sees you trying.

_Robert_ from Massachusetts. So you "don't like to mind quickly?" Well,

never mind whether you like it or not, if you succeed in doing it. I

think myself it requires a good deal of decision to accomplish it, and

I don't know of any habit more important to acquire, so I welcome you

with pleasure.

_Pauline_ from Massachusetts. My little "wilful" Blossom! A will is a

very good thing if you make a servant of it, and oblige it to do just

the right thing; but when one gets to be its slave, oh, dear! I am glad

you have begun early to train it aright.

_Daisy_ from New York. Poor finger nails! How would you like to be

bitten every time you plucked up courage and grew a little. Don't treat

your faithful little servants so badly. "Clayton" is very nearly right.

We can do almost anything we try hard to do, that is if it is right

that we should do it. For, back of this idea lies a great truth: God

never gives us any command which is too hard for us to obey. It is very

easy to get angry, and sometimes hard to break the habit; but it can be

done.

_Lulu_ from Virginia. Here is another little Southern Blossom who wants

to overcome "all" her faults. Brave little girl! I am sure you will

succeed much better than those who never think about their faults at

all.

_Emma_ from Connecticut. Did she have so many faults that she couldn't

count them? Poor little robin! Still I suspect that is the honest truth

about every one of us. We are great bundles of faults. If you try with

wide-open eyes to overcome each as it appears to you, you will keep a

very important pledge.

_Arthur Fred_ from Rhode Island. My boy, I can sympathize with "mamma."

I am not sure that I know a more troublesome small habit than the one

of moving slowly. Especially when one is waiting for you. Did you ever

hear of the boy who lost his life because he waited to say "What for?"

when told to bend his head? I could tell you of a little girl who lost

a long delightful journey because she moved so slowly across a railroad

depot that the train went off and left her behind.

_Bertha_ from Maine. "Getting mad!" Oh, dear! what a sorrowful fault

for a little Bertha. The "Whisper Motto," my dear, is "For Jesus'

Sake." It is called so because though we may be often in places where

we could not whisper to our father or mother or any earthly friends,

it is not possible to go where we could not speak to Jesus, and get

his help. If you control your temper for Jesus' sake, you will surely

succeed.

_Lena_ from Massachusetts. "Little sister" will have a much happier

life because of your pledge. And she will probably make a better woman

if she lives, because of it. If sisters only knew how much they could

help each other, by watching their words, I think they would take your

pledge.

_Helen_ from Connecticut. You are right, my friend, everybody has "need

of patience." I don't suppose you will find a day in your life but you

will need a large stock of it to draw from. You do well to begin early

to gather it.

_Jessie_ from Connecticut. We are glad to enroll you among our number.

There is no doubt but that you and your friend can be great helps to

each other. Patient people, those who can be patient with little trials

or annoyances, are sadly needed in this world. I heard a gentleman say

of a quiet little lady once, that she had a remarkable mind. "How do

you know?" I asked, for I was aware that he had not talked much with

her. "Because," he said, "I saw her keep a perfectly quiet face and

gentle manner under a series of annoying circumstances; and only people

with very cultured minds or hearts can do that."

_Laura_ from New Jersey. Your plan for getting up a P. S. is an

excellent one. I hope you will write and tell us how you succeed. We

are very glad to welcome Andrew. I wish all the boys in the country

would take his pledge to keep their arms off the table. Wouldn't the

mothers rejoice!

_Anita Harriet_ and _Ada Maud_. Welcome, dear little sisters, who write

such nice letters. Does the old giant Impatience trouble you so much,

Anita? I suspect about the time he comes along, Giant Cross gets hold

of Maud. Am I right? Those two are very fond of working together. You

are wise to join hands in fighting them.

_Harvey_ and _Lillie_ from New York. A brother and sister starting out

together; that is good. Harvey, my boy, I don't often get a letter

which gives me more pleasure than did yours. It is not easy work that

you have undertaken, it is true, but you have a great Helper on your

side. As soon as I can manage it, we must get up a mammoth temperance

organization from the members of the P. S. As for the little sister,

her sweet and thoughtful pledge will be helpful to you, as well as to

herself.

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DEAR PANSY:

In reading my magazine I found you would like to know how your Pansies

spent Christmas. I spent mine very pleasantly; we had a small tree

in our sitting-room, with presents from papa and mamma, and all the

family. In the evening sister went to the organ and played some sweet

pieces, and we all joined in the singing. Then we went up to grandpa's.

I think the day was filled with pleasant things.

Dear Pansy, I do try to keep my pledge. I try hard to keep things in

their proper places; but I find I need to be very watchful, and to ask

for a great deal of help from God. Mamma has just written to Boston to

renew my subscription to THE PANSY. It is rather late, but I hope not

too late to wish you a Happy New Year.

Lovingly yours,

LANETTA BRIGGS.

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DEAR PANSY:

I want to join the P. S. because I have many faults, and I think the

badge would help me. I believe my worst fault is being careless. Last

year I raised some strawberries, and in that way earned the money for

my PANSY. I hope to make enough this year to take it again. I can

hardly wait for the next number to come. I would like to have your

photograph if you have any to sell. I try to remember our "Whisper

Motto." This is the first letter I ever wrote.

Your friend,

GEORGE CROSLEY.

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DEAR PANSY:

I have a good many faults, but I think my temper is the worst. That is

when I get out of patience I am _awful mad_! Don't that sound dreadful?

I am trying to control it, and I know THE PANSY helps me. I like it

better than all the papers and magazines in the world. Thank you for

your good stories. I wish you a Happy New Year, not in words, but from

my heart.

Your dear friend,

WILLIE PARSONS.

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DEAR PANSY:

I write to you to promise three things:

1st. I promise to avoid the use of slang language of all descriptions.

2nd. I promise to avoid being irritable.

3rd. I promise to get as many people to sign the temperance pledge as I

can.

HARVEY ROMER.

I have signed the temperance pledge and would have tried to carry out

my third promise before but I did not know where to get pledges.

I am aware that what I undertake is not easy to perform, but I am one

of Jesus' followers and I know he will help me if I ask him. I hope

also that the badge will remind me of my pledge, and the whisper motto

encourage me to perform it.

Yours Very Truly,

HARVEY ROMER.

P. S. I am a subscriber to the Pansy and would like a badge.

H. R.

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DEAR PANSY:

My brother Milton and I take THE PANSY this year, and I want to be one

of your little Pansies. I am seven years old, and can read and make

letters and figures on my slate. I am trying to be a good boy, and if

you will let me be one of your Blossoms, I will try to be better every

day, and will promise not to drink any wine or cider, or anything that

will make people drunk, and to be like the little boy my grandma read

about in THE PANSY, who signed the pledge when he was such a little

boy. I say my prayers, and go to Sunday-school when I am well. I am

sick now, have been in bed for two days, and my grandma reads to me out

of THE PANSY. We have some pretty pansies in our flower garden in the

spring, and when they bloom I shall think of Pansy, and maybe I will

send you some. My brother Milton has written to you, and I send twelve

cents to pay for one of our badges. Warren wants to join too--says he

is going to try to be good every day, but we think he is too little--he

is only three years old. Don't you think he had better wait till he is

a little bigger? With love from

Your little Blossom, D. JEMISON TITLOW.

I can write my own name, but not very good yet.

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DEAR PANSY:

My papa takes THE PANSY for me this year, and I want to be one of your

little Pansies. I am a little boy five years old, and live away down

on the Eastern shore of Virginia. I go to school and am in my Second

Reader and spelling-book, and make letters and figures on my slate. I

can't write yet, so my papa is writing this for me. I try to be a good

boy, but I want to be better, and am going to try and mind my papa and

mamma every day, and help them all I can. I also promise not to drink

any wine or cider, or anything to make me drunk. I say my prayers

every night, and ask the Lord to bless my papa and mamma and brothers,

and make me a good boy. I have a brother named Jemison who is seven

years old, and a little brother named Warren who is three years old.

Warren says naughty words sometimes. He says he is going to stop, and

wants to be one of your Pansies, but I think he is too little. Jemmie

is going to write to you and send twelve cents to pay for a badge. I

go to Ocean Grove sometimes, and if I go this summer I hope I will see

you. My papa gave me a copy-book to-day, and I am going to learn to

write, so that I can write to you myself. I must now close, with love,

from

Your little Blossom, MILTON R. TITLOW.

A FAMILY FLIGHT OVER EGYPT AND SYRIA.

I KNOW you are acquainted with the Hales, Edward Everett and Miss

Susan; therefore you know, without my telling you, that they write

thoroughly delightful books. But I wonder if you are acquainted with

the Horners? Not the family of "Little Jack Horner" who "sat in a

corner," but some friends of the Hales who took delightful journeys

all over the world. What I want of you is to accompany them, and

have a good time, and learn more about the world we live in than you

imagined you could without bidding good-by to your father and mother,

and spending a great deal of money. This trip is very cheap indeed; in

fact, if you belong to the P. S.--as of course you do--it will actually

cost you only one dollar and fifty cents! Who ever heard of travelling

over Egypt and Spain for a dollar and fifty cents! For the matter of

that, if you are not particular about the dress, and will choose one a

little plainer, you may save thirty cents and go for a dollar-twenty.

The book has nearly four hundred pages, and a great many pictures. It

is beautifully bound, and printed on the best of paper. I do not know

how you could have a prettier ornament for your book table than it

offers.

But the best way of helping you to understand how well the book is

written, is to give you a piece of it, and I therefore let you have a

peep at Damascus with the Horner family:

DAMASCUS.

One of the first things the Horners did was to go to the top of the

minaret of the city gate, for the view which is presented there of the

town.

They saw below them a plain of flat roofs, broken here and there by

a white cupola, and a tall minaret, and the large dome of the great

mosque.

At their feet was the beginning of a narrow lane, winding along

as far as the eye could follow it. This was the "street called

straight,"--straight, meaning narrow; for it certainly would not be

called straight in Philadelphia. In the Roman period of Damascus a

noble street extended through the city in the same direction, and

excavations made under the present Straight street have revealed

fragments of a Corinthian colonnade which adorned it. For, during the

great age since the founding of Damascus, and in the many _evèuements_

it has experienced, one set of buildings after another has been

destroyed, so that, as at Jerusalem, there is supposed to be layer upon

layer of demolished cities to a great depth, underlying the present one.

[Illustration: PUBLIC GARDEN, DAMASCUS.]

In the distance they saw Mount Hermon, snow-covered at the summit.

A walk through this street led them past scenes of the massacre

of 1860, and other interesting sites; then, under a low Roman arch,

they entered the region of the bazaars. This reminded them of Cairo,

"only more so." The same narrow streets, and same open fireplaces

as Bessie had called them, where the merchants sat cross-legged, in

front of little shelves, on which were piled their stuffs; but at

Damascus there was a greater variety of strange and gorgeous materials,

rich and splendid. They could not resist the fascination of these

shops, and bought a good many things, Hassan doing the bargaining,

which consisted in a long and violent argument between him and the

shopkeeper, ending in a mutual compromise. Both parties love these

tilts of the tongue, and it is a regular part of shopping in the East.

The dealer demands a price which he does not dream of receiving, and

Hassan mentions a figure which he knows he shall have to raise. The

squabble became sometimes violent, but after awhile the repetition was

tedious, especially as our Americans did not understand a word of it.

Miss Lejeune saw some pretty little damask napkins, for which her soul

longed, bordered with red and yellow stripes.

"Well, Hassan," said Mr. Horner, "you may begin the fight over these;"

and while it went on, the party turned their attention to the crowds

flocking by in the narrow streets, dressed in the brilliant colors of

the Orient: the men with gay turbans, and full trousers of every bright

tint, the women veiled, in dark garments. A man went by with a cooling

drink, rattling tumblers to attract attention; a lemon was stuck on the

pointed top of the tin vessel he carried it in. Tommy tried it, and

pronounced it "not bad!"

[Illustration: A HOUSE TOP SCENE, DAMASCUS.]

An expedition on donkeys, which was shared only by Mr. Hervey, Miss

Lejeune and Bessie, while the others were busy in bazaars, was to

Salahiyah, a suburb of Damascus. They rode at first through a narrow

lane, with high blank walls on either side. The houses of Damascus are

all built in this way, with all their pleasantness concentrated within,

upon an interior court. The street walls are without windows or access,

except through heavy doors. This is on account of the numerous attacks

the inhabitants have received, leading them to protect their outer

works.

They stopped before a dingy little door, and knocked. They had to

stoop to enter, when lo! they heard the sound of a rushing fountain,

and found themselves standing on a balcony surrounded by orange and

lemon-trees. Roses and fleur-de-lis were blooming along the paths of a

lovely garden, through which poured a deep, though narrow river, with

its edge tufted with maiden-hair and grasses that danced in the water.

A slowly turning wheel lifted water from the stream to feed the little

fountain.

The gentlemanly proprietor, in a turban and gown of striped red and

blue cotton, spread a carpet and brought chairs for them to repose

upon, while he entertained them by playing upon a musical instrument

something like a fiddle, and there they ate their picnic lunch, which

Hassan, who accompanied them, had brought. This was his surprise. He

had proposed the expedition, and was disappointed that the whole party

did not join it; but for some reason, they had not understood the

extent of the plan, and so the others lost seeing the pretty garden.

There is much more about Damascus, for which I have not room. There is

much to delight you in the book. I hope you will be able to own it, and

will give it careful reading.

PANSY.

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