NEWPORT, RHODE ISLAND, _November 6, 1879_.
MR. EDITOR,--I don't know who to put at the head of this letter,
because I don't know your first name. I wonder if it is Uncle John.
Papa found me reading what he called a "trash paper" the other day,
and he said he would take a good paper for me if I would not read
any more of that kind of trash; and he said you was going to print
a nice paper for young folks, and this morning he brought one
home--the very first number; but he said he was disappointed in the
size of it, and that it was not quite half so big as an ordinary
paper at four cents, and I am afraid he will not take it for me;
but mamma says if I wrote to you perhaps you could give me some
good reason for the paper being smaller than papa expected, so that
he will keep his promise, for I like the paper very much, and I
have read about the "Brave Swiss Boy," and so has father; and he
says it is better than the kind of paper they throw in the
door--"to be continued." So please tell us why your paper is not so
big as the "trash papers," as father calls them, and I will be very
thankful.