DEAR POSTMISTRESS,--I read a letter in YOUNG PEOPLE, from St.
Clair, Michigan, in which a little girl asks you for a name for a
club of five, and some suggestions as to pleasant work, and I
thought I would write to you about the club I belong to. There are
five of us, and our name is the "T. J. G.'s." It was a profound
secret for a long time what T. J. G. meant; but one of the girls
forgot, and let it slip out. We fined her five cents; and now I
suppose I may tell you--The Jolly Girls. Our badge is a bow of
garnet ribbon, with a tiny bell fastened to it. We meet every
Friday evening, and spend two or three hours in reading and
conversation. Some one reads aloud. Our last book was _Dr.
Gilbert's Daughters_. If any one is absent, she must pay a penny
into the club fund. We are saving our money to buy books. During
the holidays we had a little party, and invited eighteen of our
friends. We had dancing and refreshments, and one of the city
papers complimented our entertainment very highly. I am nine years
old. I have had YOUNG PEOPLE from the first number. I like fairy
stories better than any other kind. Washington looked like
fairy-land on Christmas. My mother says that it is the most
beautiful city in the world except Paris.