I am a little girl seven years old, and I asked mamma to write this
for me.
I have one brother nine years old; he is away in the country, while
I staid at home.
I have ten dolls I play with. The prettiest one is a French doll
named Edna. I have a baby doll with a long white dress and a cap
on, and I love her ever so much. Then I have a Japanese doll,
called Wingy Wing Foo, like the one in the story in one of your
papers.
I have one little black kittie, with white feet, and she has a red
ribbon on her neck with a bell on, so I can tell where she is. Her
name is Widdy.
I like to hear about all the little girls and their pets, so
thought I would write and tell you of mine. I hope you can print
this. I should like it so much.
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