I thought I would write to you to tell you about the funeral
procession for President Garfield at Cincinnati. The banners were
very pretty. The men on horses, and the little boys who were
dressed in red pants and white waists, also looked very pretty. It
was very sad to see the houses draped with black. All the business
houses were closed, and the city was more quiet than if it had been
Sunday. I hope President Arthur will be as good a President as Mr.
Garfield was. I have not seen much about Mr. Garfield in Our
Post-office Box. I go to school right across the road from my home.
I think my letter is long enough.