I am a little girl almost six years and a half old. I think YOUNG
PEOPLE is the nicest paper published. Papa and auntie have read
every number to me since the first. My dear mamma is in heaven, and
I live at grandpa's with my auntie. Papa comes to see me three
times a day, and every Friday he stays all night with me. YOUNG
PEOPLE comes that night, and papa reads it to me. I think Jimmy
Brown's stories are so funny. I liked "Lady Rags" so much! Then I
thought I would try and help the poor, too. The Christmas number
was very nice! After I read my paper I send it out to my grandma in
the country; they have no little children there, but they like it
ever so much. I have the nicest play-house; it is built out in the
yard, is furnished like a big house, and will hold six or eight
grown people. I have so many dolls that I can not tell you all
about them. Yesterday I felt so badly! I took my newest doll out to
walk; it was a gentleman, and I called it Frank, after my papa. I
let it fall, and broke its head all to pieces. But papa got me
another right away, just like the first. I have a kitty named after
Toby Tyler. I do not go to school, but I study at home. I can spell
very well, and print, but can not write yet, so my auntie is
writing this for me. We read all the letters in YOUNG PEOPLE, and
like them very much. I sometimes see the names of those who send
money for the Young People's Cot; if I knew how to send it, I would
send some also. I am getting a collection of picture cards. I have
over four hundred now. Will you please publish this, for I have
never seen a letter from Keokuk.