September 16, 1895
TO CORRESPONDENTS -- When writing letters to Big Hat's department for publication, write on one side of the paper only. Printers never turn their copy, and the editor has no time to rewrite half, or even part, of your letters. Give your full name and address. Anonymous letters are never printed. These rules are imperative.
LILLIE MOORE, Brady, McCulloch Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat and cousins: I have been reading The News for over a year now and I like it splendidly, especially the cousins' letters. I live in Brady. It is a small town, containing 11 stores, 1 market, 1 drug store, 1 saloon and 2 livery stables. Mamma has a dry goods and millinery store. My age is 15 years. I wish to join the Summer School as Texas history was my favorite study when I studied history.
CHARLIE O'DONNELL, Grand Prairie, Dallas Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat and Cousins: Here comes another boy knocking for admittance to your cozy corner. I thought I would try to help the boys out, as the girls are so far ahead of them. I am 13 years old. My father takes The News and I like to read the cousins' letter. I live on the farm and will soon have to begin picking cotton. I like to live on the farm very well. I have two brothers and five sisters. Mr. Big Hat, I have one of your photographs, and I think you are real pretty. This is my first attempt to write. I go to Sunday school every Sunday.
IDA WADE, Plano, Collin Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat and cousins: I will join your happy band if you will permit me. I have been reading the cousins' letters and think they are interesting. We have been taking The News for several years, and I think it is the best paper published. It is raining here to-day. I had been picking cotton before the rain commenced. I can pick 150 pounds a day. How do you think that does for a little girl 10 years old? I have five brothers and two sisters. Now, Mr. Big Hat, you must not let Peggy get this letter, for I want to see it in print.
JONNIE JONES, Brady, McCulloch Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat. I don't know whether you will publish a letter from me or not. My papa is not a subscriber to The News, but my Uncle Jasper is, and he lives here and always reads the cousins' letters. I am a little girl 12 years old. My papa is a stock raiser. I can ride any horse that doesn't buck too hard. I have attended four schools. I want to ask the cousins some questions. In what country is the ruins of the old San Saba mission? Where did the celebrated Jim Bowie fight occur? Where is the silver mine they had just left when the fight occurred? What noted man is McCulloch county named for? In what county is the noted block house on the San Saba? I can answer these questions, but I want some of the cousins to answer them. I will send the answers to any one who requests them or will send them to Mr. Big Hat.
EDWARD HORN, Wills Point, Van Zandt Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat and cousins: It has been so long since I have written to the department that I am afraid the cousins have forgotten me. But while I have been silent, I have been reading the letters from the rest. Cotton picking is in full blast in old Van Zandt. Our long summer rest is over, work time has come, and oh, how we young folks dread to start to the cotton field these hot days. Cotton is not good this year as it was last, but the corn crop is fine. I have been going to a grammar and arithmetic school. It only lasted twenty days, but we learned a whole lot. We did not have many boys, and no girls. I am going to school this winter. The same teacher is going to teach. I think he is devoted to his work and kind to the pupils. I notice in some of the cousins' letters that they call us boys " sleepy heads. I know some of us are not as studious as we ought to be, but the truth of it is we farmer boys do not have time to devote to anything much but farming. I think Mr. Big Hat ought to help us out in our efforts. Girls, please don't put us down so. L. C. Fountain, come again. Your letter was admired much, especially your description of how days are lost and picked up. What has become of Bessie Bee? I have not seen anything from her in a long time. Bessie, come again. There have been several protracted meetings going on around here the past few weeks. I live on the Wills Point and Greenville road, five miles north of Wills Point and twenty-five miles south of Greenville. I will ask a question: When was the first shipload of slaves landed on the American continent? I will write a longer letter next time. I solicit correspondence.
ELLEN POLLARD, Abbott, Hill Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat and cousins: The cousins are having such a jolly time that I can't stay away any longer. Cousins, you may not like me to join your band, as I am a big 18-year-old girl. But nevertheless, I will come and see. I think the "blue star" that Mr. Big Hat suggested for the cousins to wear at the fair is very nice. I would like nothing better than a meeting with some of the cousins at the fair. Who was called the "Deliverer of Switzerland? Of what kingdom was "Della the Blind?" king? If Mr. Big Hat thinks it would be interesting, I will write the cousins a story of this poor little blind prince. I will answer one of the cousins' questions: King Bladud of England was the king who made himself a pair of wings, built a high tower and attempted to fly from the top of it. Bladud was the only son of King Lud Herdebin, whose palace was made of hewn logs.
CORA MATLOCK, Chillicothe, Hardeman Co., Tex. Here I come asking permission to join the happy band. I am 10 years old. I have a bird and a cat. My papa takes The News and I enjoy the Cozy Corner. One of the cousins asks how many have seen broom corn. I have seen it, but not until we came out here to this western country. Our school begins in October and I will be glad.
HEDWIG PAULA PFEFFER, Kenney, Austin Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat, dear uncle and cousins: As the letters got more interesting every week I decided to come again. But, Mr. Big Hat, a girl asked the editor of Farm and Ranch League what you are and the editor told the girl that you are a grown lady. If that is so, I will never address "Mr. Big Hat" again. I will always write "Miss Big Bonnet." The editor says its the truth that you are a lady. Cousins, we have caged a mockingbird and he is starting to sing. He is singing while I am writing. My sister in Dallas had one. She said it could sing so loud that they could hear it for a great distance and if anybody would whistle he would just mock. But the bird got out of the cage and sister never saw him again, but now she has caged four others. Ours will take its food out of our hands. We had four red birds once, but the oldest died, so we turned the others out. But they hopped about our low cedar trees till the cats caught them. Cousins, I wish you could see our yard now. It looks pretty with the round-shaped cedar trees and other things. We have a kind of flower which begins to bloom in June and is in bloom yet. It is the prettiest flower we have. I will send you one, Mr. Big Hat, but I can't tell you the name of it in English. Emma Colwell, the sketch of your visit was very nice. I wish all the cousins that make visits would write about them. If I ever make a far visit I sure will write the cousins and Mr. (or Miss) Big Hat about it. Mr. Big Hat, you said you would like to know what is the average length of life of a dog. Well, as I read how long they live I will tell you. They live twenty years. I will close by asking a few riddles: A man planted corn, when it came up it was all beans. Two fathers and two sons went hunting and shot three rabbits. When they divided them each gone one. I am 13 years old.
LEVI BOWMAN, Mineola, Wood Co., Tex. -- Good morning, Mr. Big Hat and all the connection!. I come again and am just as glad to know I am a boy as ever. One of the cousins informs us that one girl is worth half a dozen boys. Of course, my dear little impulsive cousin, we all know and everybody knows that girls are of more importance than boys, but that was not what I said. I said it was a great thing to be a boy. I mean a good boy, as Mr. Big Hat says, and when you come to think about it, Mr. Big Hat is a boy and all your papas were boys and all your brothers and your sweethearts will be boys. Now, don't you agree with me? Dear Cousin Nell Morris says boys are a bother, but she does not mean a word she says. She is just the right age to talk that way. The more a girl thinks of boys in secret the more she will bemoan them openly. I imagine I can see here as she runs to the window and peeps out under the shade trees and halloos at Jack and Bob, saying: "Maw, make Jack and Bob come here and do this, that or the other." And most likely, it is to sweep! She wants to know who is going to make our leading men. Why, of course, we boys -- the very ones who yoke Jersey calves and Texas longhorns, the ones who now eat jam and cream, as she complains of, for who does not like such? The girls have all the chance they need to steal cream and jam, and no boy has so much curiosity as to watch her. But just let a boy walk as if he would like not to make a noise and you will begin to see the girls get suspicious. I guess Cousin Nell is now enjoying the balmy air of Alabama at her boarding school, but if her ideas about boys do not change she will be a cross old maid, and who does like old maids? Well, cousins, school commenced last Monday. Mrs. Mary B. Good is my teacher, and her name suits her. I am going to have an education if it be possible, for I think it will be a great thing to be a man. I don't mean a thing that wears trousers; I mean a man! (Although he, too, will wear trousers, not bloomers.) Mr. Big Hat, be sure to wear the blue paper star during the fair at Dallas, and cousins, all of you must register and wear the star, and perhaps many of us will meet and get acquainted with each other when otherwise we perhaps would never meet. It was my sister who suggested that plan. I would rather see Mr. Big Hat than any one I have never seen. Be sure, Mr. Big Hat, to let us find you. We have had some rain here of late, and the farmers say that crops are generally good. I tell you, Wood county is a good place to live. It was called Wood county because wood is so plentiful and of such desirable varieties. One can see some of the prettiest groves here of any place I have been. Our town is moving on and growing larger every day. This is a healthy town and nice, friendly people live here. Hurrah for Mineola, and long live Mr. Big Hat and his innumerable family, the members of which I shall be glad to meet!
MARY ETHEL KING, Melissa, Collin Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat and cousins: I will attempt to write some more, as I have not written in some time. Mr. Big Hat put on your specks and print my name right. Do not print it May Ethel King. We have about two bushels of popcorn. My cousins Lena and Lillie Nichols, have been down from Cannon visiting us for a week. Oh! we had a nice time. Uncle Jimmie Nichols has just returned from the west. I have joined the Summer School.
OLLIE PATE, Lawndale, Kaufman Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat and cousins: This is my first letter to The News and hope to see it in print. I like to read the children's letters. I am a little girl 8 years old. Papa has a store at Lawndale and mamma and myself keep hotel. I have two little sisters. I have been going to school and I studied geography, grammar, arithmetic, spelling and the fourth reader. Like ever so much to go to school. My father takes The News and we like it splendidly.
RUDOLPH BOLLIER, Hamilton, Hamilton Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat and cousins: I will once more try my luck in writing to the dear old Cozy Corner. As Mr. Big Hat told me to try to do better next time I will do so with pleasure. I am going to try to do my best, but I am afraid that won't be much. Mr. Big Hat, I am still practicing writing, but I am afraid I make but little headway. I will acknowledge that hunting scrape did bother me a little last time, but I will not let it do so this time. You see, I have no one to show or teach me anything, so it is very hard for me to write an interesting letter. Well, cousins, I am glad to see that you all are improving so much in the last few months. I am sure Mr. Big Hat is getting quite proud of his cousins. I went to camp meeting last Sunday and I had a very nice time. The watermelons are nearly all gone. We have but few of them left. Cotton picking has commenced, so, you see, we farmers are not through working yet. Cousins, let's see who can pick the most cotton this fall. When we first came to Hamilton the town was very small, but is growing very fast now. We have been living here close on to seven years. I can not write much this time, as I am very tired after a hard day's work. If the cousins want me to, I will tell them next time of the adventure I had once with a ghost.
ELMO R. DAVIS, Tacitus, Haskell Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat: I would like to introduce myself to you and your little band of cousins. I am a constant reader of your good old paper. I think The News is the best paper that is printed in this enlightened land. I enjoy reading the cousins' letters so much. I would like to correspond with some of the cousins, especially Miss Bertha Reed, or Miss Ethel A. Pearce of Ballinger, Tex., pretty close to where I live. I think their letters were very nice. The 17th of September, if I live, I will be 6205 days old.
ROSA PRUITT, Choska, I. T. > Wagoner Co., Okla. -- Mr. Big Hat: It has been quite a while since I have had my name in the Cozy Corner. I am sorry I neglected to write, but we haven't been taking your paper for some two years. We used to take it while in Leon county, but we moved to the Indian Territory and did not begin taking it until this year. I did not like to leave my home in Texas, but I find this is almost as pleasant a place as my Texas home. Mr. Big Hat, we have lots of nice fruit here and this is such a pretty country. There is so much beautiful scenery. I went to school last fall at the Harrell International institute. The Indian girls in the school are very nice and clever. There has been so much rain here that the people will not make very much cotton, and we had a storm that damaged the corn to a great extent. It has rained here almost constantly ever since the first week in June. This country is settling up fast. Where we live now, last year you could see but one house, this year there are twenty-four children in the scholastic age, and not any of them live over the distance of a mile from here. There are five families on this farm. This is a new farm, just improved last year. Cousins, what singular trees has Australia?
OLLIE B. DAWDY, Hutchins, Dallas Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat and cousins: As I am a son of one of the oldest pioneers of Dallas county, I feel that I owe deference to The News. Therefore, I will ask you to permit me to enter the Cozy Corner. I will say in the beginning that as the girls have been talking so much about us boys not writing, I propose to give them the best I have in my shop. In reply to Ethel A. Pearce's letter about leaving us boys so far behind that they will be out of sight, I will say there is no danger of that, as long as big sleeves are in fashion. If Peggy doesn't get this letter, I will see if the girls get the Cozy Corner to themselves. We are taking The News and think it a great paper.
BEULAH LOCKHART, Cale, I. T. > Bryan Co., Okla. -- Mr. Big Hat and cousins: I thought I would come in before the Summer School closes. I am going to writing school here. Cale isn't a very big town, so I will try to describe it. It is situated on the Missouri, Kansas and Texas railroad. There are four dry goods stores, two drug stores, one butcher ship, one barber ship and one lunch stand. School is going on nearly all the time. What has become of Bessie Bee? Florence Giddings, come again. I will ask a question: Where was Sam Houston buried? If that little girl in Trinity county sends her name and postoffice to Mr. Big Hat, I will send her some pieces to put in her quilt. Cousins, don't you feel sorry for her? I do. Girls, we are all beating the boys. Mr. Big Hat, your column is getting better every week.
NELLIE WORTHAM, China Springs, McLennan Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat: I feel encouraged to write again, since you published my other letter. Since I last wrote I have been having a splendid time. I spent two weeks in Waco with my little cousin, Fannie Douglass. She is about my age and we just had a delightful time driving and visiting. We attended the birthday party of little Sallie Dabney and we staid from 4 in the afternoon until 9 and had lots of fun. We had light box parades every night. Well, Mr. Big Hat, we have had quite a series of meetings this summer. I hope much good has been accomplished. I will be glad when school begins. But it will be some time yet. I wish I could go all the time. Don't you think it would be real nice, cousins? I wish some little girl about my age would write to me. I would like very much to have a correspondence, but I could not promise to write very interesting letters. Maud Carson, you write splendid letters. Come again. I see one of my questions was answered. Lafayette was the great Frenchman that came over and gave his sword to America." Mr. Big Hat, we have had so many nice peaches this year. Mamma has put up a great deal of fruit. This is a very pretty country and quite healthy. I have two brothers, Ned and Forrest are their names. I have three little sisters, Ione is the baby. She is so sweet and pretty. The soft western wind is blowing delightfully this evening and everything is so pleasant. Love to all the cousins, and success to Cozy Corner.
LAWRENCE C. FOUNTAIN, Clarion, Wright Co., Ia. - Mr. Big Hat and cousins: Although my last contribution has not made its appearance in The News at the time I write this, I take the liberty to write again, hoping you will all excuse me for being so impatient. Mr. Big Hat, The News containing lesson No. 2 of your Summer School has been received. Among the letters in that issue I noticed a very interesting one from Rudolph Bollier. Mr. Big Hat's comments on country and city boys were still most interesting. The farm is, in my estimation, the most appropriate place for boys to grow, to manhood. Some of the cousins may think there is no place like the city, but I think if they once had an opportunity to try it, they would be sadly disappointed. The following, by Carleton, will show you my idea of city life:
in the city I ponder
It is true that the city lad has the best opportunities for education, but he does not always grasp them. Let him not sneer at us poor farmers, for "a mind of splendor is often clothed in the garb of poverty." Boys, I am afraid some of us will have to hire some of those southern mule "crackers" for a few days and see if we can not get them to crack a little energy into our lazy bones. The girls are getting very far ahead of us. If it was not for fashion we could not tell where they have gone; but as it is, we can only just outline the tips of their sleeves above the horizon. My wish is that--
your years may, in joy be passed.
My age is 15 years.
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