I am a little girl five years old. My father is Postmaster, and he
has taken HARPER'S WEEKLY twenty-four years, and YOUNG PEOPLE ever
since its publication. The pictures have always pleased us.
My grandma is writing this for me, as I have to print my letters,
and as she is seventy-eight, you will please excuse mistakes.
Little Spry, our dog, is a great favorite of mine. My uncle went to
Europe, and left him in my care. I have a great many chickens, and
two cats. Papa has five horses, and my sister can ride upon them
when she is home from school; I dare not. We have a variety of
fruit, which is so nice. Cortland Valley is beautiful, and I am
glad it is my home. The grand old maple-trees surround our house.
Now please print my letter, so that I can hear it read when the
paper comes next time, and I will play on the piano for joy.