TENAFLY, NEW JERSEY.

DEAR LOUISE AND MAGGIE,--It will soon be Roy's birthday. If you

don't come home quick, you won't be here before it comes. Roy

creeps. He can walk with our taking hold of him. He can stand up by

the bath-tub. May S. don't know some of the words of her

music-lesson. I say my lessons every day at home, and then I say

them in school. I did not get a bad mark to-day; sometimes I do. I

get apples in B.'s yard--they don't care--and take them to school

over recess, and then I take them home. Mamma has to sew so hard,

and we bother her, and she sends us out-doors. When it rains she

don't; then we stay in the house, and play with our toys. Sarah's

back, and we're glad, and she irons every Tuesday. We take walks

with her sometimes. Mary's here too, and sometimes she goes out

with her husband. I like him, and he gives me pennies. I would like

to be over there and see your big dog Frank. Some Sunday afternoons

papa's tired, and he don't want to go riding. We did go last

Sunday. Last Sunday we took Roy. Marian plays with Roy every day,

and mamma says Stop! when she hurts him. Clifford has to get his

teeth fixed, and we can't go to P. until next Monday. Every day

papa goes out to see the men fixing the trestle-work. On Roy's

birthday we're going to have a little party; no one is coming, only

us. Mamma has to send out when she wants papa--away out to the

trestle-work. Mamma writes this letter, and I find the words.

Marian has got lots of things in the corner by the bookcase again.

Clifford's got lots of cars now, and he plays with them 'most every

day. He's got a new tin train of cars from the Fair. We're getting

our stoves fixed. There's fire in the sitting-room. Your tassels

with the board on is up in the front parlor. We've got a Jumbo from

the Fair. We take Jumbo out to see our 'ductors. Mine is away, and

ain't home yet. Roy goes around picking up everything, and gets

things out of mamma's basket, and dumped it over twice. It's near

winter, and we've got the sleds down.

A kiss for Maggie, and a kiss for Louise. Love for Maggie, and love

for Louise.

Harper's Young People, November 14, 1882 An Illustrated Weekly · 第 52 / 68 题