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THE COZY CORNER
January 26, 1896

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.


ERNEST C. WEDEMEYER, Belton, Bell Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat: I have been reading the letters in Sunday's News with both pleasure and profit. It is, perhaps, not proper to write again so soon, but there are two points in Abner Williams' letter with which I differ so widely that I can not resist the temptation to notice them briefly. "The plain, little marble slab is a fitting monument for the one man, the only man who was not made by his tailor." I honor the memory of Houston as much as does any boy in Texas. But to say that he is the only great man in the early history of Texas, is to shoot wide of the mark. I should like to name-over some of the heroic men, were it not that I fear I should have trouble to know where to end. In fact, who were our tailor-made men, that is, men who won distinction aside from personal merit? The second expression is this: "Sam Houston needs no memorial stone." In one sense, I grant that is true. But if it is meant to discourage the efforts of the cousins in erecting a modest stone to the memory of the hero of San Jacinto, then I beg leave to differ. In the same way, we might say that none of our great heroes need monuments. The dead do not need them, yet it is right and laudable in the living thus to express their love and esteem for the dead. The man who said that the cemetery is an index of a community's stage of civilization was not far wrong. Had I stumbled upon the grave of Sam Houston as did Abner Williams, I should have done what no doubt he did, plucked up the weeds from the grave. It seems to me that the teacher-students at the Sam Houston normal school ought to see to it that his grave is kept in repair and that it is not forgotten on decoration day. Then I suspect that Mr. Big Hat had another most excellent end in view in proposing the monument, and that was to impress upon the cousins the importance of studying Texas history. I am only 13 this month, and just finishing Montgomery's Brief History of England. All English history is thrilling, from Alfred the Great down to Queen Victoria, and United States history is fascinating from the days of colonization to the present time, but none has quite such a charm for me as the history of the Lone Star state. I have twice visited the Alamo, and wish that I could see every important battlefield and the grave of every hero on Texas soil. If Peggy gets this, because too long or too early, I shall try to bide my time and write again. The name omitted in the list sent in by my brother and I is Pat S. Hunt, Seaton, Tex., 10¢. Please make the following changes: Ernest Wedemeyer, 20¢ instead of 10¢; Charlie Wedemeyer, 20¢ instead of 10¢; Prof. C. H. Wedemeyer, 25¢ instead of 5¢. For which, find inclosed 50¢.


LIZZIE WINSTON, Ambia, Lamar Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat and cousins: Will you admit another little girl to the cousins' family. I am 10 years old. My papa is a physician, and is riding to see his patients nearly all the time. I go to school. I love my teacher, and try to learn all I can about my lessons. I study spelling, reading, grammar, arithmetic and geography. I have two canary birds and a kitten for my pets. I came from Tennessee four years ago, and I do hate this black mud when it rains, for there is no mud in Tennessee. Did you have a merry Christmas? I did. Mamma, my two brothers and I went to Hunt county on a visit to our cousins during Christmas, and I am so glad when papa gets his News, so I can enjoy the feast of reading them.


LUMMIE WHITEMAN, Madras, Red River Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat and cousins: As I have never seen my name in print, I thought I would write to the cousins' department. I have never seen a letter from this place. We all like The News very much, but I enjoy reading the cousins' letters best of all. I am going to school. We have thirty-two scholars. I like to go to school. I am a little farmer. I can plow. I am 13 years old. Mamma calls me her baby, because I am the youngest. We had a good time Christmas. We had a Christmas tree, and after we were through with that we went to shoot anvils. Oh, how we did enjoy it! I wish Mr. Big Hat had been with us. I have two pets -- a little pony and a pig. I will answer Bob Steele's question. The smallest state in the union is Rhode Island. I live seven miles from Clarksville. Madras is a country store, with a postoffice added. I got a nice book Christmas. The title of it is "Wonderland."


BURETT GOUGER, Red Oak, Ellis Co., Tex. -- Little Mr. Big Hat and cousins: It is now raining, and if there is anything I do hate in school life it is a muddy road to school. Now suppose we have a great distance to travel to school. If it is raining hard and sleeting at the same time the atmosphere is cool and the ground is likely to be frozen by a bleak norther, which will probably freeze our ears until they will peel off. And if we have only a short ways to go, we will feel as if we had a severe chill, and our shoes will be as muddy as if we had gone four or five miles. Long time ago, before this country was hardly settled, the school children (and people that traveled in conveyances) did not have such roads, or, in fact, from what I have learned, they did not have any roads at all. The way to school, to church or to town was like the definition of a straight line -- the shortest distance between two points. The country was not very thickly settled at that time. So when the people wished to go anywhere they just struck out boldly across the plains. (Sometimes they took a pair of wire cutters along. This resulted in fence cutting in Texas!) But the great plain which the cowboy once roved over is now cultivated in all directions; and but very few pastures are left for the dumb brutes. Cities, towns and villages are but a few miles apart. But to go back to a rainy day at school. I enjoy seeing it rain while in the house, but I don't think we learn as much on a rainy day as we do when the weather is pleasant, for it generally causes a confusion among the students. They are all anxious to see the rain. So first one thing draws their attention and then another. Lena Bumpas, we have a Lena on Bear creek, but her surname is not Bumpas. I guess you know Ruby and Hosie Mills, and also Arthur Bastian, who was once your schoolmate. Arthur is my cousin. Come again, Lena. Good morning, Joe Clark. What is the matter with you, old boy? I thought everybody had gone back on Red Oak, but maybe she will wake up after awhile. Come again, Joe. Ethel Driskell, you and Ora should write us a letter. Walter Sullivan, what is wrong with you that you don't write again. Here is the answer to a problem that I saw in the paper: Joseph 126 11-12 across, James 161 19-24 acres, Daniel 177 23-120 acres. I have accepted the compliments passed on my letters with the greatest of pleasure. Ha-ha, Maud, I thought you were married by this time. My mother is not a Bastian, by my aunt is. Yes, Maud, we left China Grove, N. C., in December 1883. I was only a small boy then. If you don't live in the bottoms you live near Salisbury railroad, I think. Come again, Maud, and Otho Shelton Hines, Joe Graves, Florence Evans, Marie Taylor and Susie Fisher. Margaret Rennie, your birthday comes one day after mine. Maud Adams, a school teacher near by has the last part of your name. Perhaps you and she are related.


FLORENCE GIDDENS, Dundee, Archer Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat: As the question has been asked, "What is a Christmas chimney?" I will answer it by giving you a description of our[s] in detail. Tuesday, Christmas eve, at an early hour, men, women and children gathered at the church. The men proceeded to erect a spacious fireplace out of a dry goods box. When completed it was papered within and out with brick patterned paper. While they were doing this the girls and boys were filling the bricks (red boxes) with goodies. When they got an armful away they would fly to the "brickmason's" and in a short time a tall chimney stood erect. Little stockings were then hung at the mantel and on one side of the fireplace hung the representation of a window, large as life, with the snow apparently falling on the outside. So Santa Claus came down the chimney, and as he is thought to be somewhat of a magician, proceeded to tear it down, giving to each one a brick. By the side of the fireplace was a tree loaded with presents, but the "Santa Claus chimney" is the latest, most exciting and enjoyable. My dear cousins, I will have to leave without saying a word to any of you except Leila Du Bose, whom I must thank for her kind words.


CHESTER SMITH, Nevada, Collin Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat and cousins: This is my first attempt to write to The News. I am a little boy 13 years old. My father owns a farm one mile from Nevada. My older brother met with a bad accident the other day, by having his eyelid split open. He had to have it sewed up. Well, Mr. Big Hat, my father, older brother and I have to cultivate 210 acres of land this year.


OLLIE B. DAWDY, Hutchins, Dallas Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat and cousins: A happy New Year to all! Well, we had a very nice time Christmas, for we had a Christmas chimney here, which was real nice. It was something new to us all. It was something that gave every child, rich and poor, something. The chimney was made of little boxes of pasteboard painted red, each box containing some candy and pop corn. The children surely enjoyed it, too. The farmers have begun to farm considerably and fix to make another crop. Mr. Big Hat, I suppose you have resolved to be a better boy in 1896 than you were in 1895, haven't you? I have, and I mean to do it. Well, Mr. Big Hat, I can enlarge pictures. You had better send me your picture and let me enlarge it. I am ever so much obliged to you for printing my other letters and hope you may be better paid. I would be glad to hear from Clara Meer.


ADELA GREBENE, Weimar, Colorado Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat and cousins: I have been reading the cousins' letters with much interest for several weeks. The cousins have been writing from almost every town in the state, but yet I have seen nothing from our city, therefore I have determined to write. I am 11 years old to-day, and I have celebrated my birthday. The weather was bad, but still many of my schoolmates came, and we all had a good time. I got lots of nice presents, among them a very pretty doll, which my little brother gave me. This is the fourth session that I have attended school, and I am in the sixth grade, studying both English and German. The books that I study are United States history, manual geography, spelling, grammar, arithmetic, composition, algebra, geometry, Latin, reading and penmanship.


TOM HARWOOD STACY, Austin, Travis Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat and cousins: My Uncle John takes The News, and I enjoy very much having your letters read to me. I want to tell you about some of my pets. I have a pet cat that I raised from a tiny kitten, and my brother has a little white dog named Dude. My grandma gave me a pullet and she will lay this summer. I expect to sell the eggs to my grandma. I will be 6 years old this month, and I know the Ten Commandments. I will write again when my pullet lays.


MINNIE BRADBERRY, Turnersville, Coryell Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat and cousins: I have been going to school six weeks, and I haven't had time to write to The News. I had a nice time Christmas. How many of you went to church Christmas day? I went for the first time. Can you beat that? I will answer Alice Valentine's question. It is a broom that goes all over the house in the daytime and stands up in the corner at night. Alice, I will ask you a riddle: What is that big thing running after little things all day, and stops at night and it is as far behind as it was at first?


LILLIE CELESTIA BUCKLEY, Rosebud, Falls Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat and cousins: As I have been reading many of the cousins' letters, I thought I would make my first attempt, and see if Mr. Big Hat thinks it is worth publishing. I am going to school now, and I am in the sixth grade. We have three teachers; two are ladies. I like to go to school very much. I live near the schoolhouse, and I can attend regularly, and learn much faster than if I didn't get to go all the time. I see many of the cousin are telling about the fun they had Christmas. As far as I was concerned I didn't have much. It was very dull for me, for they didn't have any fireworks, and it did not seem much like Christmas; and, another reason, there wasn't any snow. I was like Marie Taylor, rather disappointed. Santa Claus came to see me just the same, and I got a scrapbook and a gold pin off the Christmas tree. I lived about two miles from Rosebud last year with my sister, but I live in Rosebud this year with my brother, and I like it better than in the country, for I am nearer to school. My mother and father died three years ago next spring. I have one brother 21[?] years old and one sister 13 years old and myself, 15, who are single, and I have two married brothers and two married sisters. My youngest sister lives with one of my married sisters just across the street from me.


LUDIE SANDERS, Peede, Kaufman Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat and cousins: As I was turning the leaves of the "Western Wilds," I by chance came to the picture of Gen. Sam Houston. I was not thinking of what I was really doing, yet at the same time I was praising within my heart that true and noble man. I seemed to say: "Dear, brave and honored one, you are sincerely loved and gladly remembered by many a true Texan." The cousins do not seem to take that interest in the memorial stone I should think they would. I will send with this 25 cents and will send more next time. Papa has gone to his native state (Tennessee), to be met there by his sister and brother, the former from Arkansas. He hasn't seen his sister in forty-nine yeas and his brother in twenty-five years. This is quite a while, isn't it? Papa said that he would only be gone twelve days, but I do not look for him in thirty. This of course is the longest I have ever been from him. Lauretta Faust said she thought she would prefer Add-Ran college. I have a brother going to school there. I also have a brother at Minerva, Milam county. I enjoy reading Wilhelmine Clark's letters very much and wish she would write often. I also enjoy the letters written from other states and those from the cripples, such as Dora Bennett and Annie Murrah. I saw Dora's picture and think she looks real sweet. Thomas Stewart, Felix Herring, Hazel Gray, Minnie Normand and Volney Staneart have entirely forgotten us, or else, as the saying is, are "Waiting till the clouds roll by." Pearl Taylor, I am well acquainted with some people who know you. I went visiting Christmas, on horseback at that. My friend brought me home in a cart, only to take me home with her again, and such a night I never spent before. Just before 9 o'clock that night a crowd of serenaders, fully equipped and prepared for the occasion, started on their then happily anticipated tour. But their hearts were filled with deepest dismay before reaching the second house. A boy of 19 years thought to let us know that they were coming by shooting one time, when his finger slipped and he shot himself. When the man of the house went to him he said he would have to die. A doctor was soon called and soon a surgeon was there also. We sat up all night, wholly unable to sleep, only to hear the boy was better next morning. He is up now, although not able to do anything, and was moved to my brother's Saturday, and as I came from the postoffice he came to the door to greet me with a joyful "Howdy-do." Since I began this letter circumstances have delayed its completion. Papa returned home and I do love to hear him tell about his trip and will write you the joke some one made on him. He wears his hair long and the piece is headed: "Wild and Woolly." It then goes on to say, "Dr. Jim Sanders, a physician near Red Banks, Tex., is now on a visit to relatives and friends in west Tennessee, whom he has not seen for many years. Some of his kindred and friends here expressed their indignation that the doctor, instead of subjecting himself to the pruning and refining process of the barber's shears and razor, thereby having his intellectual head and classical face beautified and embellished, left with his h air in the same unkept and his long beard in the same tangled condition that they were in when the doctor charged and captured a federal battery single-handed and alone by command of Gen. Forrest. As it is he went the very impersonation of the wild and woolly Texan." I have made several New Year's resolutions and am going to write them on a piece of paper and put them where I can see them. I have not yet seen the long-promised bird story by John McDonald. I believe that is his name. I wish for those boys who wrote for information all the pleasure this world can give and that they may become educated or "well read," as you say.


OLLIE CARLETON, Leona, Leon Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat: With the passing of the old year and the coming of the new I made some good resolutions, and I am going to try to keep them. I haven't much to tell about anything else, so will tell something about "Flags." The regimental colors of the United States infantry are of blue silk and bear in the center the arms of the United States. Above the eagle is a red sorell, with the number and name of the regiment in white. The United States' artillery has scarlet regimental colors, with two cannons crossed in the center, with "U. S." in yellow above and the regimental number below. The cavalry regimental standard is a beautiful seamless yellow silk with a four-foot fly and three feet on the lance. The arms of the United States are in blue in the center and beneath the eagle a red scroll bears the name and number of the regiment in yellow. The United States engineers carry scarlet colors, bearing in the center a castle with "U. S." above and "Engineers" below, castle and lettering being in silver. As it may be interesting, I will also tell where all of our presidents are buried. George Washington is buried at Mount Vernon, Va., John Adams at Quincy, Mass.; James Madison at Montpelier, Vt.; James Monroe at Richmond, Va.; John Quincy Adams at Quincy, Mass.; Andrew Jackson at Nashville, Tenn.; Martin Van Buren at Kindershook, N. Y.; William Henry Harrison at North Bend, O.; John Tyler at Richmond, Va.; James K. Polk at Nashville, Tenn.; Zachary Taylor at Louisville, Ky.; Millard Filmore at Buffalo, N. Y.; Franklin Pierce at Concord, N. H.; James Buchanan near Lancaster, Pa.; Abraham Lincoln at Springfield, Ill.; Andrew Johnson at Greenville, Tenn.; Ulysses S. Grant at Riverside Park, N. Y.; Rutherford B. Hayes at Columbus, O.; James A. Garfield at Cleveland, O., and Chester A. Arthur at Albany, N. Y. No doubt many of the cousins know about what I have said, but perhaps some do not. Why don't some of the cousins answer my question? I will ask it again: What was the population of Texas at the last census? I am 12 years old. I fear that you can't read this, Mr. Big Hat, as my arm has never got well.


AUSTIN DUPRE, Manor, Travis Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat and cousins: I have been reading the letters in the Cozy Corner so often I concluded to write one myself. I like so much to read the letters. I started to school last Monday, a week ago. I have not attended school but three months in four years. I am in the seventh grade. I wonder how many of the cousins occupy their Sunday afternoons by attending a Y. P. S. C. E. society? I, for one. We have a C. E. and Junior C. E., too. We have a good superintendent, and, Mr. Big Hat, you would be surprised to come and see the amount of work we little people do. I also belong to the Sunday school. We had a nice entertainment at the Christian church on Christmas night. I had a recitation. We had a chimney built and old Santa Claus came and brought each member of the Sunday school an apple, an orange and a pound of candy. I live in East Manor, on the Houston and Texas Central railroad, fifteen miles from Austin. I will ask a question: Who was the hero of thirty battles and was never known to retreat?


WILLIE WEHRMAN, Brenham, Washington Co., Tex. -- Here I come, Mr. Big Hat. I am a little boy 9 years old. I have a little brother 2 months old. He is the only pet I have. My papa is a candy maker, so the cousins can see that I have plenty of candy. Christmas is over, and I have started school again. I am in the second grade. I got a gun and plenty of fireworks Christmas.


ABBIE BRANTLEY, Macon, Franklin Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat and cousins: After an absence of three weeks or more, I thought I would write to The News again. As I seat myself this beautiful morning and in the far-off distant can see the glorious sun slowly rising behind the eastern hills, it finds me at home very happy. How many of you cousins had a good time Christmas? I, for one. Two of my cousins came over from Arkansas the week after Christmas and spent a week with me. Talk about a good time, we surely had it. Saturday morning myself and brother carried them to Mount Pleasant to the depot and took dinner with my sister who lives there. I hope you had a good time. I know Santa Claus brought you some nice presents, for you are so much like a little child. Annie Belle Clement, come again. I love to read letters from the cousins who live so near me. Get some more of your Mount Pleasant friends to join our happy band. I know Mr. Big Hat is one of the best little fellows I ever heard of, or he wouldn't have such patience to print all these little letters. Some of the cousins said they did not care about reading anything but the "Little Men and Women." I am altogether different, for I love to read the whole paper. There is nothing I delight in more than reading a good newspaper, and The News is one of the best papers I ever saw. I enjoyed New Year's splendidly. Quite a number of friends came to see me and we had some nice music.


MARY WEST, Honey Grove, Fannin Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat and cousins: As it is such a lovely day and I have just finished reading the many interesting letters, I concluded to drop the paper and bother you all again. I had a real jolly Christmas. Went to a Christmas tree. Was in two entertainments and went to one party. Papa does not allow me to go to parties during school week. He says I am not old enough to go, and besides I have to attend to my books. We had an entertainment at school Friday night before Christmas and I spoke. My music teacher had an entertainment on Wednesday night. I played a duet with her and was in a cantata. After it was over we had real nice refreshments served. The school gave the two professors each a handsomely bound book. The boys are doing so well. All of them write such nice, interesting letters that some of us poor writes (girls) will be ashamed to write at all soon. How I do envy some of you girls who have lots of brothers. I wish I had about half a dozen. I've always wanted a brother worse than anything, though I suppose if I had one I would be discontented, but if he was "my ideal" of a brother I'm sure I wouldn't be. I'm making a quilt. It is my first, and oh, such a quilt! I would appreciate a picture from the cousins more than anything. Some one gave me a nice album with a picture in it yesterday, and I would love to fill it with the cousins' pictures. I think the Sam Houston fund is a splendid scheme, and I am going to contribute to it as soon as I get some money. Cousins Genevieve, come again. Two of my schoolmates stayed all day with me to-day. We had a big time. In the evening we went to see one of our schoolmates who has been sick and took him something to eat. I noticed in one of the papers one of the girls wanted to write to me. I have forgotten her name, only I remember she was some kin to me. I would be very glad to get a letter from her. I would love to see all of the cousins so much. They all seem to have such sweet dispositions. If they're any way like me you will not be apt to make them mad, for I can't get mad at any one. Do you all like the fashions? I think some of them very foolish, but some are real pretty. If Mr. Big Hat requires us to tell our age I suppose I will have to tell mine. I am 5280[?] days old. How many of the cousins read a chapter in the Bible every night? I have commenced reading it often with a view of reading it through, but never succeeded. I have commenced again this year and hope to have it read through before [one] other Christmas. We sing two religious songs every morning at school, read a chapter in the Bible and then the professor prays and makes us a good talk. If this passes Mr. Big Hat and the cousins' scrutiny I am not afraid of Peggy. Farwell, Herbert, if you ever return, but I hope you will soon.


MAGNOLIA HORSLEY, Burnet, Burnet Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat and cousins: As I have never written to The News I will make the attempt. We have moved from Smithwick, our former home, which [is] eighteen miles south of Burnet, to our new home, which is seven miles west of Burnet. This is a very pretty country. Our house is situated at the foot of a mountain. In front of the house is Spring creek, a very beautiful stream. The water is clear, with granite rocks all around, and ferns and mosses everywhere. The trees are not all black like they are in north Texas, but instead the woods are full of live oak and cedar, which are evergreen. On the other side of the mountain there is a large spring which has a branch flowing from it. It has large cliffs by it about twenty-five or thirty feet high. It is very hard to get down, but when we get down it is the prettiest place I ever saw. The water is as clear as crystal and moss and ferns and flowers are plentiful. We have a very nice place, with a peach, plum, fig and blackberry orchard. We also have a large irrigated garden near the house. We have the best furnished country school in the county. It is three miles distant, but I don't mind that. We have a real good teacher. He gave us a week's vacation Christmas and I enjoyed it finely. I love to go to school and think an education is something every one should have. We have a real nice winter garden, with nearly everything you could mention in it. I am glad that I was one of the diploma winners, for I didn't think I could answer so many questions as I did. I enjoy reading, especially the lives of great men. I also like to read poetry. Longfellow is my favorite poet. Pa got me a nice book of poetry the other day and I am very proud of it. It has 734 pages in it and the photographs of 500 poets. I have lots of nice books, which I enjoy reading. Nell Morris and Florence Giddens are my favorite letter writers. I wonder why they don't write oftener. If this escapes Peggy and the waste basket I will write again and try to do better next time. I wouldn't do without The News for anything. Mr. Big Hat, please send my diploma to Burnet instead of Smithwick. My age is 15.


WILLARD HUFFMAN, Dallas, Dallas Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat and cousins: After reading over the different interesting and instructive notes I decided that if there was room in the Cozy Corner for one more I would try to write. I see a great many of the cousins like hunting stories very much indeed, so I will try to tell of a pecan hunt and fox hunt together. We started quite early so as to reach the woods early. My father is a great fox hunter and goes very often. I sometimes go with him. There were three or four men with father that day and one boy with me. We were going to gather pecans and the others were going to run a fox. We took our sacks and went to get pecans. We had hunted around for a while when we heard the dogs open up on a trail. After while we found a big tree loaded down with pecans and we got us a flailing pole and climbed the tree and thrashed all the pecans off we could reach on the outer limbs. Then we gathered them up off the ground. We picked up nearly a sack full from that one tree. We then went to another tree, and while we were there the fox with the hounds right after him came right close, and we could see him quite plainly. We started for home about 6 o'clock and had a long cold ride. While the fox chase was going on a great big bull dog ran out of the yard and tore one of the best dog's hind leg and nearly ruined him. This is my first attempt to write, and if this proves a success I will write again, and tell of a fox hunt at night, and how three of us boys were scared by a false panther. I am 12 years old. I think it is very nice in The News to let the cousins have a whole page for Little Men and Women.


ERA BEVILLE, Como, Hopkins Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat and cousins: I thought I would write again to The News, although I have not written in so long a time that I have most forgotten how. Brother has been sick so long that I did not feel like writing. He had the misfortune to lose his foot. He had erysipelas in his ankle. It had been operated on three times and the doctors had finally to amputate it. Cousins, it is so hard to lose a limb. I do pity any one who has lost one. My brother has been sick about sixteen weeks, but has been able to go to church once, to town two or three times and to a neighbor's house Christmas day. He didn't enjoy Christmas much, if any. Well, cousins, I have nothing of interest to write. School commenced two months ago. Yesterday as the examination day. The professor gives a written examination at the end of every month. I do not know what per cent I will make. Sister will commence teaching to-morrow if well enough, assisting the professor. I went to Sunday school this morning. It looked as if it was going to sleet or snow to-day. We had a light sprinkle of snow some time ago. Speaking of Sunday school, there was a large crowd out to-day. The reorganized two or three Sundays ago, and we have a tolerably good school. Our Sunday school is held at Forest Academy. I am in the second class. Our lesson to-day was "The Boy Jesus." It was a splendid lesson. I will ask a few questions: Which is the largest city in Illinois? What is the production of Alabama? Why was De Soto buried in the Mississippi river?


BESS MILLER, Ballinger, Runnels Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat and cousins: As I have never written to your paper, I will now make my first attempt. I am 9 years old and go to school. I like to live out here and I think you would, too. We have about 300 pupils in our school. I am in the second grade at school, and received seven head marks last week.

- January 26, 1896, The Dallas Morning News, p. 14, col. 4-7.
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