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I am a little girl just six years old, and my name is Joe. I read
all the letters in YOUNG PEOPLE. I have a cat named Cutty; but her
whole name is Connecticut, because she came from there in a box by
express. She is very smart, and can do a great many tricks. She can
lie down as if she were dead; can stand on her hind-legs; says her
prayers, gives her paw to shake hands, sits upon the piano-stool
with her paws on the keys, and her head thrown back, as if she were
singing a song. She sits at the table in a high chair, with a
napkin around her neck, and laps milk from a saucer without putting
her paws on the table. Now have any of the Young People got a
smarter cat than mine? I like HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE very much, and
when I have finished reading it, I send it to a little boy who
lives on a farm in the country, where I spent last summer. I have
no brothers or sisters. But I am going to be a doctor when I am
big.