Christmas morning, when we all rushed to the pretty tree, with its
bright lights and presents, my little brother Clarence's stocking
was squirming around, and out popped a wee black head with two
bright eyes, and there was a puppy, all black but its brown feet
and two brown spots over its cute little eyes. It weighed one and a
half pounds, and is so spry and sweet! I know it has made us more
pleasure than all the rest Santa Claus brought us, for we all love
it so much! Brother named it Penny right away. If the milk-man does
not bring us good fresh milk, Penny will not touch it. Mamma says
the milk inspectors ought to have such a "taster."
I wonder if any of the little girls know how to make light,
spongy-bread without yeast? Just use flour and water; some call it
salt-rising, and some milk-rising, but it can be made nice without
milk.
We are always glad when YOUNG PEOPLE comes.