I am a little Kansas boy who reads your paper regularly. I am very
much interested in the Wiggle department of the YOUNG PEOPLE. I
sent a wiggle for No. 95 and No. 104, and it made me very happy to
see them in the paper. I shall send some more. I am eleven years
old, and have been going to school four years, and am in the sixth
grade. I live in Lawrence, and the University of Kansas is here.
When I become old enough I will go there. I want to get a good
education. Then, when I become a man, perhaps I may be an editor,
or write story-books. West of Lawrence a few hundred miles are the
great plains. The Indians used to live there, and hunt buffaloes.
The Indians have gone now, and so, I suppose, have the buffaloes.
Kansas is a good place for little boys. I used to live in
Washington. D. C. But there the houses are too thick to fly a kite.
Here on the prairies we boys often fly our kites to the height of
two balls of twine. We have lots of room to run. Father has
promised me a pony on my next birthday. He says thousands of people
come to Kansas every year from the Eastern States. I wish lots of
little boys from the East would come to Lawrence to live. I am very
anxious to hear about Mr. Stubbs's brother.