I have returned from my summer vacation, which I spent in Virginia.
My baby brother was very glad to see me. I have four pets--a red
bird, goat, pigeons, and a little dog. I drive my little brother
out in my goat-wagon. When papa left me in the country, on his way
home, the cars ran off the track, and smashed the tender, and he
was six hours detained in the hot sun. I was waiting every day to
hear from home, to know whether he was hurt, but no one was
injured. When my brother and I were coming home, a mule got on the
track, and delayed the freight train, so that we were seven hours
behind time, and I did not get home in time to see the President's
funeral.