September 2, 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.
L. C. FOUNTAIN,
Clarion, Wright Co., Ia. -- Mr. Big Hat and cousins: In order
to adhere to the resolution made in my last letter, I once more
make my appearance among you. In ever direction I can see fields
of oats, some of them stacked and some only in the shock. We
will have the most bountiful crops this year that we have had
in years. In the last issue of The News Mr. Big Hat spoke of
immigration. If the tide is turning toward the south in other
parts of the north as it is from here, I should think Texas would
soon be thickly populated. A party of twenty from this and the
vicinity of Clear Lake start for the Lone Star state on the 22d
instant, headed by a general traveling agent of the Texas Real
Estate and Immigration company of Houston. My brother is one
of the party. We have been for some time contemplating immigrating
to your state, and think we shall start before the long, cold
winter sets in. None of you can guess what a trip at 1000 miles
means to one who has never been outside of his native state but
once, and -- shall I tell you? -- never out of his county but
that one time, either! To make my letter of interest and benefit,
I will tell you how days are "lost," and "picked
up" in going around the world, but first I wish to tell
Herbert Taylor that some of his funny stories are somewhat tarnished
from use by generations gone by.
LILLIE REYNOLDS, Hamilton, Hamilton Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat and cousins: I am a little girl 7 years old. I live six miles east of Hamilton, on the Leon river. The river got up very high this summer, and looked real scary. I am not a very good scholar. I went to school one month last winter, and that is all I eve went in my life. My mamma teaches me at home. But I am sure going to school this winter. I mean to learn fast and be a teacher. I have no pets but a little kitten. I have two sisters grown and gone from home but one.
OSCAR NEWBERRY, Pittsburg, Camp Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat and cousins: This is my first attempt to write to the cousins. Papa has a large farm and a large orchard. The cotton crop is short on account of the boll worm. Corn is fine. When I went to school I studied spelling, arithmetic, geography, grammar, Texas history, physiology and fifth reader. It hadn't rained here since the 10th of July until yesterday. I am 10 years old. I will ask a few questions in history: When did Capt. Henry Hudson sail up the Hudson river? Where was DeSoto buried, and why was he buried there?
DORA JONES, Ennis, Ellis Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat and cousins: Here I come again, knocking at the door of the Cozy Corner. I do love to read the cousins' letters. When the Friday News comes the first thing I do is to grab the Cozy Corner part of the paper. Oh, Mr. Big Hat, our cotton is opening and we will have to go to picking soon. Our cotton is fine. The boll worms are trying hard to ruin it, but it is so hot and dry they are not doing much damage. We are needing rain at present. Papa and mamma have been east as far as Van Zandt county, the so-called "free state," to look at the country and eat apples and peaches. They brought home three bushels of apples and five gallons of postoak grapes. Mr. Big Hat, you ought to be here to help us eat preserves and jelly. Mamma has thirty glass jars full of the apples, put up for winter use. They are so nice. Two of our neighbor girls, Carrie and Mittie Thorn, have been here to-day, and we had a nice time swinging in our swing. I will ask Susie Belle Fisher a question: Do you know Judge A. W. O. Hicks? He lives in Shreveport, and he is my papa's uncle. If you do I guess you know Zo and Ada Hicks too.
ORA MEDFORD, Lufkin, Angelina Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat and cousins: What a sad thing it is to be disappointed. I have an invitation to attend a croquet party this afternoon at 2 o'clock and it is now 2 o'clock and the rain is coming down in torrents. So I will have to content myself by asking to be admitted into your happy band. As I have seen no letters from Lufkin I will give you a brief description of the place. Lufkin, the county seat, of Angelina county, is situated on the Houston East and West Texas railroad. It is near the central point between Houston and Shreveport, and is the terminus of the Tyler Southeastern railroad. It has eleven dry goods stores, six grocery stores, five hotels, two drug stores, one jewelry shop, one barber ship, two cotton yards, two grist mills and gins, one saw mill and plainer, one blacksmith ship, one cabinet shop, two livery stables, two church houses, one newspaper (the Angelina County Press), and three public buildings. The courthouse is situated one block south of cotton square and is a commodious two-story structure. About thirty yards from the courthouse is the jail, a two-story brick building. It contains quite a number of iron cells on the second floor and three large rooms for the accommodation of the jailer on the first floor. The clerk's office is a one-story brick building consisting of two rooms, the county clerk's office and also the county treasurer's office. Last but not least is the East Texas college with a principal and five assistants. I am going to visit my little friend, Aggie Carraway, of Nacogdoches Saturday, and if Peggy does not get this letter I will write and tell you how I enjoyed myself. Please admit me into your Summer School. I am 12 years old.
EVA BEVILLE, Como, Hopkins Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat and cousins: I have often thought of writing to The News, but when I would read so many nice letters, I would give up the idea, because I can't write to do any good. We are having some dry and hot weather and are needing rain badly. The gardens are nearly burned up for want of rain. There is a campmeeting going on two miles from us. I went last night, and I guess we will go to-night. Mr. Big Hat, I have never written before, and I now write for the purpose of joining your Summer School. Cousins, do you enjoy music? I do. I went to a singing school this summer. I delight in singing and playing. We have an organ and I can play, some. Mr. Big Hat, we take five papers and of the five I would rather read The Old News, because it has so many nice letters in it, that are written by children so small at from 6 to 16. Speaking of the campmeeting, I like to go because meeting is a good place to be. It is held in a large shed, about 40x60 feet in dimensions. It is a pretty sight to see it all lighted up and about a dozen families tented about. They have four sermons a day, at 10 o'clock, 11, 4 and 8, and grove meeting about sundown. Cousins, did any of you ever attend a Methodist meeting for a week at a time? We go every summer, but have tented but once. It always commences Friday night before the second Sunday in August. It has been going on for about twenty years. I will close by asking some questions: How often do we wink the eye? How many rows of hairs are there in the eye lashes? Why was the nose placed above the mouth?
BROWN MERRITT, Delvalle, Travis Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat: I want to join your Summer School. My age is 13 years. I will do the best I can, but I haven't been to school much. I am a farmer's boy and I can pick 190 pounds of cotton in a day. We are needing rain very badly. I will ask some questions: When was gold discovered in California? What is the average length of human life? Who patented the first sewing machine? An inch of rainfall is equal to how many gallons per square mile?
CHARLES J. DONOHO, Mangum, Eastland Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat and cousins: Here I come to join your happy band. I've written once but you did not have room enough to print my letter. I've no pets except a little sister and some pigeons. I have been herding hogs for the last week. Tell Herbert Taylor to come again. I liked his letter very much.
BERTHA REED, Ballinger, Runnels Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat and cousins: This is my first attempt to write to The News. I will give Mr. Big Hat and the cousins a description of Ballinger. It is a prosperous town 180 miles northwest of Austin and is the county seat of Runnels county. Ballinger has a population of 2000 people and is increasing. Runnels county was organized in 1880 and has an area of 1020 square miles. Its present population is 4000. Well, what is the matter with the boys? They don't write any more. I thought they were going to try to beat us girls. I am afraid if they do they will have to hustle more than they do now. The News' girls are hard to beat, or most of them are, any way. Mr. Big Hat, do you not get tired of wearing that one little dress all the time? You must take good care of it, or may be your mamma scolds you when you get it soiled. My age is 547 days, not years. Papa has been a reader and subscriber of The News for thirty-six years. I would like to correspond with some of the cousins. Success to Mr. Big Hat and The News.
LELLA DU BOSE, Rising Sun, Jones Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat and cousins: I know you all have forgotten me by this time. But I know Peggy hasn't, for he got my last letter and is waiting patiently for another one to make his dinner on. I wonder if he ever gets hungry? I would think not, from the number of letters he eats. Cousins, did any of you ever see an Indian grave? There is one not far from here. It is on the creek bank, and is covered with large rocks. They dug it up some years ago and I found a pipe and some beads in it. We live on Dead Man creek. Cousins, is not that a strange name for a creek? A man was found dead here some years ago, and since then the creek has been called Dead Man. Mr. Big Hat, I was 12 years old the last time I wrote, but I am 14 now. Florence Giddens, I read your letter to-day, and thought it so nice. Cousins, are you reading "Telf and Trixy? in The News? I am reading it, and like it well enough to want to read it as soon as the paper comes. I will ask a question: Does Mr. Big Hat print letters written with blue ink?
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WILHELMINE M. CLARK, Fredericksburg, Gillespie Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat and cousins: Again an opportunity presents itself to me in which to contribute a few words to the much-appreciated department. Having said in my last that this time I would write in German, but learning that some of the readers should not understand it, I have taken English as at previous times. I was educated in both the English and German language and can write a letter in either. I wonder if we have many Germans among the cousins? I am half German myself. I am blessed with good parents, a happy home and three kind sisters, younger than myself. The 24th of this month will be my seventeenth birthday. I intend to give a party on this day (24th of August), to which Mr. Big Hat and cousins are cordially invited. In speaking of pets, my favorite is my piano. I am fond of music and painting, but do not neglect my duties on account of these pastimes. I have noticed several letters from cousins who have lost their parents. All of these have my heartfelt sympathy, for they will never know the love and kindness of their parents in this world. How often it happens that some child's mother passes out of life. Poor child! No mother to love, protect and to guide it straight, no mother to teach it to pray to the tender shepherd above. All of us who are still blessed with good parents let us try to lighten their work in every way we can. We can save them many a step if we only try. Do it willingly, not only because they commanded it, but to show that we love them. Never can we repay our parents for all of the love and tender care shown us in infancy and childhood. When we felt ill and the shadows of death hung over our young lives, who was it that offered such tender prayers in the heavenly father to spare their darling? No one but father and mother. Now, cousins, let us attempt to pay but a small part of the debt we owe to our parents for the many years of tireless patience, love and kindness shown towards us. Let us act while their presence is still spared to us, and not wait until it is too late, for it may please God at any moment to take them away.
ETHEL A. PEARCE, Ballinger, Runnels Co., Tex. -- Good morning, Mr. Big Hat and cousins, dear: Will you admit another Texas girl to your happy band? Say, cousins, what are you doing these hot days? I am beginning to think about school, which will begin here next month. I will be so glad, for I think there isn't anything like having a good education. It helps any one through the world so much and makes them good for any kind of business. Mr. Big Hat, come out here and eat watermelons and peaches with us. If you come, be sure to bring "Peggy" along. My age is 186 months. Now, please don't think I am that many years or days old either. Most of the cousins talk about their pets, but I don't believe I care about telling about mine. Come on, girls, let's leave the boys so far behind that they will be "out of sight." Then we can have the department to ourselves and let those sleepy headed boys sleep on, all except Mr. Big Hat. If he was to go to sleep like the other lazy boys I am afraid we would not have any department. Cousins, do any of you ever go fishing? I have been several times this year, and oh! how I do love to go, but I have never caught but one fish. I solicit correspondence with both sexes. I send my best wishes to Mr. Big Hat and the cousins.
LOLA EVANS, Bremond, Robertson Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat and cousins: This is my first attempt to write to you. I would like very much to join your Summer School. We have been having hot weather but it rained to-day. I have two little brothers and one little sister. The baby brother is sweeter than sugar. The other one is sweet, too, but it seems as if the baby is sweeter. Mr. Big Hat, our school closed the first of May and will begin in October or November. Every twice a week papa gets the paper and I read the cousins' letters and I am very proud to read them. I like to go to school and try to learn fast. Come over and stay with us a day or two and I think we would have a nice time together. I am 12 years old.
SAMMIE AND WILLIE SEABOALT, Astonia, Ellis Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat: We are two brothers and have three sisters. I, Willie, am 13 years old to-day. I guess you are about 15 years old, since you are old enough to wear specks. We have a 2-year-old colt that can outrun Peggy. If you don't believe it bring him down here and see. We go hunting sometimes. I, Sammie, saw a crane light in the tank the other day. I got a gun and went down there and as he flew out, I shot at him and broke his neck.
MAMIE BISHOP, Montgomery, Montgomery Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat: I thought I would write a little letter, as I wrote three times last year but never saw but one of them in print. I guess Peggy got hold of two of them. I am 14 years old and keep house. My mamma has been dead ten years. I have three brothers and two sisters. Both of my sisters are married. I have one little niece 6 years old and one little nephew nearly 2 years old.
MARY FROST, Angus, Navarro Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat and cousins: This is the third letter I have written, but I have never seen any in print. I will tell you of our trip to Bell and Coryell counties. We went to see my uncles, aunts and cousins. I have some I had never seen before. We had a nice time. We went through some nice little towns. Waco was a large town. There I saw the electric street cars, and we crossed the Brazos river on the wire bridge at Waco. We crossed the Leon river at Belton. We saw large rocks and high mountains in Coryell county. I don't think I would like to live there. There were fine crops all along the road from here to Coryell county. One of the cousins wanted to know my father's name. His name is Cowley Alexander Frost, and he was born in DeSoto parish, Louisiana. His mother's surname was Jackson.
ETHEL BRADY, Jewett, Leon Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat and cousins: I will attempt to write to the dear old News, as I have been a reader of the children's department. I think it is kind of Mr. Big Hat to give us a page. I have been helping mamma to put up peaches to-day. I am 12 years of age and the oldest of five children. I will ask some questions: What battle was fought among the clouds? What was the gloomiest period of the war? I will answer Prinnie Tucker's question: The revolutionary war began at Lexington, April 19, 1775.
FESTUS BENNETT, Saltillo, Hopkins Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat: As I have no pressing business on hand this morning, I will introduce myself to Mr. Big Hat and cousins. I am fresh from the backwoods, half horse and half alligator, and a little touch of the snapping turtle. I can slip without a scratch, down a honey locust. I can ride upon a streak of lightning, wade the Mississippi and leap the Ohio. I can whip my weight in wildcats, hug a bear too close for comfort, and if any of the cousins will agree to ride Peggy I will throw in a panther. I can run faster than a greyhound and jump further than a kangaroo. Well, I guess I had better stop before I tell too much about myself. How do you like my description? If you will multiply twelve by four then divide by six and add twenty-three, then subtract twelve, you will have my age.
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