I have been a constant reader of your paper for nearly two years,
and like it very much. The Post-office Box has a great many
interesting letters in it, and I have often thought I should like
to write one myself for it. I am nearly twelve years old. I was
born in Madura, Southern India, where my father was a medical
missionary. Eight years ago we left India on account of father's
health, and a short time after our arrival in America we came to
Colorado. We have been living in Trinidad nearly four years. It is
an old Spanish town, I don't know how old. The word Trinidad means
the Trinity. The population of this place is made up of Americans
and Mexicans. There are a great many things I would like to tell
you about the Mexicans and their mode of living, but it would make
my letter too long.