I have often thought I should like to write to the readers of
HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE. I live in London, England. HARPER'S YOUNG
PEOPLE is given to us by a very kind American gentleman who lives
in London. I have two sisters, named Eleanor and Maud, and three
brothers, named Francis, Charles, and Edward. We all thought that
"Toby Tyler" was delightful. I am in the Telegraph School in
London; I expect some day when I get into an office I shall send
telegrams to America; I do not think I like any English magazine so
well as HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE. I am very fond of reading the
letters in the Post-office Box. I was very sorry to hear of the sad
death of President Garfield, and the day that he was buried I went
to hear the bells of St. Paul's Cathedral ring. They ring only when
great people die. They were muffled, and sounded so very solemn! It
seemed as if one of our own great men had died. I never remember
anything like it. It seemed as if every one was in mourning.