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THE COZY CORNER
May 31, 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.


RUBY SELLERS, Lodi, Marion Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat and cousins: Here comes another 13-year-old girl to help the girls beat the boys. I have been a silent admirer of the Cozy Corner, and it is sure cozy. Cousins, do you remember that girl's name who said she would tell how the breastpin got in that pit? Nellie Moss, I would like to have a dream like yours. Where is Bennie Sellers? We corresponded, but I haven't heard from him since the 1st day of March. Nellie Moss, Luta Jones, Bessie Smith, Bessie Milam, Billy Brown and Bennie Sellers come again. I like your letters. I hope Peggy won't get this, as it is my first. I would like to correspond with Bessie Bee.

[Note: John K. SELLERS was appointed postmaster at Lodi, on December 20, 1890, and continued at that post until October 29, 1914, when his successor, Ruby SELLERS, was appointed postmistress, and held that position through November 15, 1920, when her successor took the reins]


IDA KNIGHT, Corn Hill, Williamson Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat and cousins: Here comes another little girl to join your happy band. This is my first attempt to write to The News. Some of the cousins tell about their pets. I haven't any, except a little baby brother. He is 4 years old and doesn't weight but twenty-seven pounds and is blind. My age is 11 years. We live four miles east of Corn Hill. I have been going to school, but it is out now. I have five sisters. I will answer Tennie Slaton's question. It was Henry Hudson who discovered the Hudson river. I have three quilts.


WILLIE WIGHT, Fort Thomas, Graham Co., Ariz. -- Mr. Big Hat and cousins: It has been some time since I wrote to you. I will try again, if I don't roast before I get done. It is dry and hot and dusty here. When the wind blows one can hardly breathe, for the dust. They say here that it rains in this country sometimes, but I have been here four months and it has not rained enough to lay the dust good. I think it rains dirt. Everybody and his cousin is on the round-up. There will be a great many cattle shipped from here this spring. I have been trying to raise a little money for the Sam Houston memorial stone, but it is slow work. Money is scarce here among the children. But I send you 35 cents in this.


ALBERT GREENSHAW, Aley, Henderson Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat and cousins: Here comes a 14-year-old knocking for admittance, will you kindly let me in for a while? I have never seen a letter from this part of the country (Henderson county). Mr. Big Hat, you must come down and go fishing with me. A crowd of us boys went down on the river last Saturday night. We were out boat-riding, and I fell in the river. How many of you boys like farming? I'm a farmer's boy, but am not much struck on farming. Our school was out the 10th of April. We had a good teacher. He was so kind. I don't like to go to school very much. I had rather fish and ride wild horses than to do anything else. Papa says I never will know anything, I'm so mean.


IVY PYLE, Wieland, Hunt Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat and cousins: The Cozy Corner is getting interesting now, to be sure. There are generally some nice pieces that are interesting besides the cousins' letters, which are always good to me. Ludie and Rachel Sanders, come again. Also Genevieve Murdock, Bessie Milam and Nellie Moss. You all write such interesting letters. I wish I could do as well as you. Florence Koker, this continent was seen by Ericson about the year 1000. He and thirty-five others started out to find some land that a fellow-countryman said he saw some years before. What is rotation in office? I tell you, cousins, you ought to be here to play croquet with us. The croquet yard is in the grove, where it is shady all the time. If you are tired you could just lie down in the hammock or take a swing in the top of the trees. Oh, I must tell you about a ramble we took on the branch the other day. There were three of us, brother Charles, J. D. and I. We started out to catch some fish to put in the pool. But when we got there we concluded we would gather dewberries, as we saw there were a good many. We went a good piece up the branch and found more than we could eat. While I was gathering berries I got lost from the rest. I began to talk to Charles and he would not answer me. I found out by going where I thought he was, through a lot of briars which tore my dress, that he was not there. I hallooed several times but no one would answer me. Then I began to search for them, but I soon got tired of that. I got out of the brush and briars and was studying whether to go home or not; then sister hallooed and nearly scared me out of my wits. I ran to where she was gathering flowers. I had found a great many berries and stayed there longer than I thought I had. The rest were away ahead of me. We all began gathering flowers and got a large bouquet. When we got home it was after 5 o'clock. Mr. Big Hat, I hope the Sam Houston Memorial Stone fund is almost completed. I will send my contribution next time. Our school was out in April.. Our teacher offered ten prizes to the ten persons who got the highest grade in school. I got the highest grade in school. I was surprised, but worked hard enough, for once. Sister is trying to memorize "Evangeline," by Longfellow. She knows a right smart of it now. Cousins, how many of you can shoot a gun? I can. I love to shoot at most anything. The first time I shot a gun I shot about twenty-five or thirty times and only missed hitting the object I shot at twice. Sister and I have a quilt in, but I don't know when we will get it out. I love to piece quilts, but I had rather read than to do most anything except go to school. I don't suppose we will go to school this summer, but we may take music lessons. I took music lessons one month before, and just got started when our teacher went home. Remember, cousins, I solicit correspondence of either sex. Miss Big Bonnet, you ought to write again. I will send a bouquet to you.


EMILY Q. KELTY, 169 East Sixth street, Portland, Multnomah Co., Oregon -- I hope that because I do not live in your state you will not exclude me from your circle. I have been reading your corner in The News for some time, begin much interested in all you were doing and almost fearing to approach your sacred precincts for fear of Peggy and that I should be considered an intruder. I think that a corner in a paper where people can exchange ideas, ask questions and have a good time generally, is an excellent plan. And, I like to belong to such a club away from home, for there I can learn something about place I have never seen. I see there are several debates proposed in this issue, all very interesting subjects. Don't you think it would be interesting for Mr. Big Hat to propose a question and have all of the cousins take part? Mr. Aften Salyer, I think that lazy and slovenly, as applied to a wife, are synonymous. If a wife is lazy is she apt to spend much time or care on personal appearance? and if slovenly does she not lay around and read novels? Mr. Salyer, if you marry either kind, I extend my heartfelt sympathy. Cousin Arthur Halton, the answer to your problem is $30 and $40. I must plead guilty to working it out by algebra, but mental arithmetic is so long and tedious and simultaneous equations so enticing in contrast, especially if you can't get it by arithmetic. Hasn't Rosa Lee Hamblen been reading from a conglomeration of authors? Louisa M. Alcott, H. Rider Haggard, Nathaniel Hawthorne and Mary J. Holmes, all mingled in sweet confusion. Well, this is rather a long-drawn-out wail to inflict upon you for the first time, cousins, but I haven't half had my "say" now. Please, any one and everyone of you near my own age, write to me and tell me all about Texas and I will tell all about Oregon. I am nearly 16.


NELLIE GREY TABOR, Bryan, Brazos Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat and cousins: I am very glad that the cousins are writing to the Cozy Corner again. School is nearly out, and I am not sorry. I wish some of the cousins would correspond with me. I have been wondering what Peggy was, and am very glad that I know now. I can answer Cousins Fernandy H. Pfeffer's question. It is two pigs. It is raining, and has been raining all the afternoon. I wish that all of the cousins would write their name on a slip of paper and send it to me.


ROBERT M. WILLIAMS, Bells, Grayson Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat and cousins: My sister is writing and I thought I would write too. Cousins, I have been thinning corn and I don't like it much either. I will have to go to hoeing cotton pretty soon. We have in a large crop of cotton, and I will have to work pretty hard. I haven't but one pet and that is a little kitten. Our school is out and I am very sorry, for I love to go to school. I am over half way through my arithmetic, and I want to finish it next year. I am eleven years old. Will ask a question: Who was the first president of Texas and how long did he serve?


CARRIE L. WILLIAMS, Bells, Grayson Co., Tex. -- Well, cousins, here I come again to have a chat with you. Our school is out now and I am very lonesome. I have been sick nearly ever since school was out. Mr. Big Hat, we had a cyclone up here yesterday evening. It did not reach us but we heard it. It was down on the flats and it tore up everything it reached, but it did not hurt any one that I know of. Papa said he was looking for it. If I had known it I would have been scared to death. This is Saturday and I have got to study my Sunday school lesson. I have not missed but one lesson since last summer and then it rained so I could not get there. Cousins, I will ask some questions: Which was the largest flower that ever bloomed? What was the meanest thing do you think done in the Texas revolution? My age is 13 years.


WALTER P. MORTON, Liverpool, England -- Mr. Big Hat: Inclosed I send you $1 which please add to your Sam Houston memorial stone fund, which I see will be complete by an additional $25, thanks to the generous Texan who donates the rough stone. Fortunately I am still young enough to be classed among the boys, and most heartily do I join them (the boys and the girls of my state) in perpetuating the memory of our greatest general, soldier, statesman and patriot -- as great in peace as in war! And though we do this in patriotism, love and good will, I hope we all, with one accord, will thank the gentleman who does so much in giving the stone to hasten its completion.


BERNICE ROSS, Carthage, Panola Co., Tex. - Mr. Big Hat and cousins: Will you admit an 11-year-old girl into your Cozy Corner? My cousins and I are at grandma's to-day and we decided to write to the cousins. I haven't any pets, only little twin sisters and a little baby brother. My school was out about two months ago. Little Miss Big Bonnet, come again when you get your new dress made. All the cousins want you to take off your sunbonnet, but I reckon you don't want to sunburn. I hope Mr. Big Hat will feed Peggy before my letter comes.


ERA MAY SOAPE, Carthage, Panola Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat and cousins: This is my first attempt to write to The News. I live four miles southwest of Carthage. I am at my grandma's now, spending the day. I live but a half mile from her house. I have been going to school but it is out now. I am 13 years old. I will ask a question: What is the great production of Brazil?


MAUD JOHNSON, Hillsboro, Hill Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat and cousins: Here comes a little 12-year-old girl tapping for admittance to your happy band. My papa takes The News and I like the cousins' letters very much. I have been wanting to write to The News for a long time, but Peggy looked so scary standing up there eating the letters. Miss Big Bonnet, come again. I haven't any brothers or sisters. Well, cousins, a big rain came Tuesday as I was coming from school and I got wet. I live two and one-half miles from school, so I stayed all night with one of my friends. I live five miles northeast of Hillsboro. My papa is a farmer. I haven't any pets but a cat. I will ask a question: How long was Texas a republic? I will ask a geography question: What city is on the Kennebee near its mouth? Cousins, I am just getting over the whooping cough. I have had it thirty-two days. This is the first time I have written to The News.


DORA E. MURCHISON, Los Angeles, Los Angeles Co., Calif. -- Mr. Big Hat: I have not seen any article from California on the page for "Little Men and Women," so I thought I would write a short history of the state in which I live. I was born in Texas and have relatives living in Dallas. We moved to California eight years ago, and I have lived in Los Angeles, or the City of the Lost Angel, ever since. There is no city whose growth can be compared to Los Angeles of its size. No city west of the Rocky mountains can boast of such solid improvements. Thousands have come to southern California simply to pay a visit, but became so charmed with its wonderful climate and beautiful surroundings that they concluded to remain permanently in this land of sunshine and flowers. Her stately houses and solid blocks will bear comparison with any city in the union, and with all the great advantages that this fair city has it is bound to become the best city on the Pacific coast. The town of Los Angeles was founded in September, 1781. The first house of worship was an adobe chapel, built in 1784. The first school was opened in 1817. The city was incorporated April 4, 1850. The population then was 2500 inhabitants, which is now increased to 100,000 inhabitants. The city hall was built in 1888, and the new courthouse in 1891. Los Angeles contains many beautiful parks, always radiant and beautiful with flowers, that spread their sweet perfume on every side. There are many grand sights to be seen in different parts of this golden state of California. "California" is derived from Spanish words, meaning "hot furnace," but its fictitious name is "the Golden state." One of the grandest scenes is the great Pacific ocean, with the high waves dancing as the sun sets on the deep blue sea. Another place of interest is Mount Lowe, northeast of Pasadena. Upon this mountain the largest searchlight in the world throws its shining light far on the horizon and upon the lofty mountains where sea fogs pitch their tents. Another famous resort is the Yosemite valley, in the northern part of California. The California big trees are located in this valley. These trees are so large that the stump of one could easily be used for a schoolroom, and very often tunnels are made through them large enough for a stage coach to pass through. And to complete the picturesque scene, beautiful lakes, high mountains and waterfalls adds much attraction to this lovely valley. The San Gabriel mission and San Gabriel valley, east of Los Angeles, is another place of interest, and also the ostrich farm near this city. The most famous summer resorts, only a short distance from Los Angeles, are Catalina island, in the Pacific ocean, thirty miles south of this city, and also Long Beach, San Pedro, Rodondo, Santa Monica and Port Los Angeles. About two and one-half miles from Santa Monica, which has the longest wharf in the world, are noted watering places. The California poppy fields are very pretty and are always to be found in this land of Paradise. California excels all other states in fine fruit, which is always for sale in our well-managed markets. The Chinese raise all the vegetables, and they are always in abundance in a land where so much of the golden sunbeams fall. The public schools of California excel all others in the United States. There are thousands of other beautiful sights to be seen in this great state of California that words can not describe. I hope that my piece will escape the waste basket, as I am only a school girl.


NANCY HUTCHINS, Strawn, Palo Pinto Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat and cousins: I have written several letters to the department, but Peggy gets them all. I hope he will be sick this time. My little cousins, Zeluka Hutchins, is with me to-night, and we thought we would write to the department. I will ask some questions: Why is Ireland the richest of countries? If a mercenary man asked a girl to marry him, what flower would he name? Genevieve Myrdock, I wish you would write again soon. I like to read your letters very much.


NELLIE YATES, Forney, Kaufman Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat and cousins: This is my first attempt to write to The News. I read the letters that the cousins write. They are very interesting. Miss Big Bonnet, write again; your letters are nice. I am going to the Forney academy. I like my teacher, for she is kind to us all. We take drawing lessons. I like to draw. About a week ago our teacher took us out in the woods. We gathered flowers and chased butterflies. We sat down under the trees and made little bouquets. My school will soon be out and I am very sorry. I have one pet; it is a kitty, gray and white. I have many friends at school. We play dropping the handkerchief, and stealing sticks. I like arithmetic better than any of my studies. I have two brothers; one is 13 and one is 10, and I am 8. I am the only girl my mamma has.


OLLIE PATE, Lawndale, Kaufman Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat and cousins: As I never see any letters from this place, I will write again. I can almost see Peggy eating my letters now. Free school was out to-day and I was not glad. I like to go to school and I like my teacher splendidly. I am glad he is going to take up another school Monday. He will teach two months. We had a spelling match and speeches this evening. We have Sunday school and singing every Sunday evening. How many of the cousins go to Sunday school? I received a letter from one of our little cousins last week, saying she wanted me to write again to The News. She said she was going to write, but I have never seen her letter. I am the first one to get The News every Saturday. It is very dry down here; if it doesn't rain soon the farmers will have to stop work. How many of the cousins have two grandpas? I have. I will answer and ask some questions: Henry Hudson discovered the Hudson river. Columbus was born in Genoa, Italy, in 1435. Columbus visited America three times. Who was the old man eloquent? Of whom and by whom was it said that he smote the rock of the national resources and abundant streams of revenue burst forth; he touched the dead corpse of public credit and it sprang up on its feet?


GUY FISHER, Macune, San Augustine Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat and cousins: I have heretofore been a silent little boy in the department. This is my second attempt to write. I wrote when I was 8 years old. My father is a merchant. I work in the field, though. I have to plow and hoe. I am 11 years old. I have a little pony. I have three sisters and three brothers. One of my sisters is married and I have the sweetest little niece that every you saw. I will ask a riddle. A man that had no eyes went out to view the skies; he saw an apple tree, that had apples on; he took no apples off, nor left no apples on.


MORRIS VEASEY, Bute, Henderson Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat and cousins: Here comes another cousin to join your band. I live on a farm eight miles southwest of Athens. We take The News and think it the best of all. My mother has been dead seven years, and I do not know whether my father is dead or alive. My sisters lives at the Orphans' Home. I get letters from her sometimes. I think the cousins write real interesting letters. This is my first attempt to write to The News. Boys, don't let the girls beat you. [Crawl] out from under the bed and kick up your heels and come ahead.


L. A. WALKER, Appleby, (Nacogdoches Co., Tex. -- Little Mr. Big Hat and cousins: As I have been reading your interesting letters, I will venture to ask permission to join the club. Now, please do not let Peggy get hold of this. I have two pet calves that are very pretty. My papa takes The News and I read all the cousins letters. I will close by asking the cousins to name in their order the states admitted to the union from the adoption of the constitution to the election of Lincoln.


MICHIA M. TALLEY, Fairfield, Freestone Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat and cousins: Here comes a little 10-year-old girl knocking at the door for admittance to the Cozy Corner. My papa has been taking The News for several years, and when the paper comes I always read the cousins' letters first. School is out and I am so sorry, for I dearly love to go to school. I live out in the country and help mamma raise chickens, guineas and turkeys. We have a pretty yard. The flowers are beginning to bloom. I wish some of the cousins were here to help me gather dewberries. There are a great many here and I go berry hunting every day. I will answer Annie E. Grimes' riddle: It is moss. I hope Peggy will not get this letter, as he had the pleasure of eating my other one, but I know now why my other letter was not printed. I wrote on both sides of the paper.


WILLIE PRATHER, Black Jack Grove, Hopkins Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat and cousins: Seeing that my other letter happened to pass the spacious jaws of little Peggy (and as it was my first attempt) I have determined to come again. And this I wish to say, cousins. I am with you now and always, or until Peggy gets afoul of my literary ambitions. I admire the cousins' letters very much, and think it very kind in the editors to grant us space in the most valuable paper in the state. Cousins, I hardly know what theme to write upon that would likely interest you. Oh, yes, now I have it! I will give you an account of a trip (or at least what I can of one) over Texas when I was only 8 years of age. It was during the month of May that we left our beautiful home in Hopkins and journeyed southward, striking almost before we knew it the county of Rains, which lies between the main and lake fork of Sabine river. We reached the county site of this flourishing land of cross ties and mosquitoes about sundown of our first day's journey. We encamped for the night's enjoyment as best we could, under the existing circumstances of land flies and other carnivorous insects. Rains county was organized about twenty-five or thirty years ago, out of portions of Wood, Hunt and Hopkins counties, and was named, as was the county site, in honor of Emory Rains, a pioneer settler about whom many eccentric stories are told. The writer has been informed that when he was first elected representative from his county he traveled a considerable of the distance to the capital on horseback, carrying with him in his trusty saddle riders a sufficient amount of provisions for the trip. From Rains we passed southward into the "free state of Van Zandt" (so called because the people of this county during the war tried to form a government independent of the state, claiming that if a state had the right to secede from the union a county had the right to secede from a state), not "striking" anything of note, we glided smoothly up to the county seat, Canton, which translated means you "can" get there by swallowing a "ton" of sand. This city, like "Athens of old," is situated upon a hill (a clay hill), with many beautiful shade trees lining the walks. It was near this little city, cousins, that I was first introduced to a Mr. O'possum, which, by the way, was a pleasure I don't think I will ever forget. I was going to the spring for water when our good old dog, Watch, "treed" his majesty in a log, which was only a few feet long and hollow at both ends. Watch, having his attention engaged at the farther end of the log and seeing a leg handy, I concluded to reach in and pull him out, when, Presto! he charged. Out came my hand, with the aforesaid animal dangling from one of my forefingers. Now, cousins, if there is any of you who don't believe a possum will bite, just stick your finger in his mouth. From Van Zandt we traveled in a southwesterly course until we reached Corsicana, a beautiful city of some 1500 or 2000 inhabitants. From here we journeyed in the same direction, until we reached Waco; then west for a few miles, and south until we reached Lampasas Springs, where, in company with many other pleasure seekers, invalids, etc., we installed ourselves to enjoy a few weeks' rest beneath the pecan groves which line the banks of the Lampasas river. After recruiting for several days here we visited the capital and then the "City of Missions," which is so familiar to every young heart in Texas. After a short stay here we returned home by rail, over the Sunset route, Houston and Texas Central and Missouri, Kansas and Texas railways. We landed home with the conclusion uppermost in our minds that Hopkins was "good enough for us." By way of conclusion, cousins, I wish to say, let's make the "Cozy Corner" one of the coziest corners in the land. I am sure we can if we try.


ROSA D. HAUSER, Pittsburg, Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat: It has been almost five years since I wrote to the Corner. Spring has come, clothed in her beautiful dress of green, with fair and lovely flowers springing up here and there and everywhere to gladden our hearts and make life sweeter. Old mother earth seems dearer in spring, with her innumerable flowers and fruits. I love spring more than all other seasons. I am gardening for the first time. Have been very successful. My garden is a beauty. I went fishing some time ago. I did not catch a fish -- first time I ever failed -- but the crowd caught enough to fry for dinner. A big turtle got on my hook last year. I dropped my pole and ran screaming, girl like, to mamma. I never want another to bite on my hook. It weighed fifty pounds. Would you have jumped in the creek and brought it to shore, Mr. Big Hat? Miss Big Bonnet would have acted as I did. Nellie Jones, I like your letter very much. Luta Jones, you had better be careful how you ride saplings, or you might share the fate of a girl I once knew. Her steed was so stubborn he refused to descend after his precious burden was seated and the groom let loose the rein. The situation was ludicrous. Take warning, Luta. I wish Miss Big Bonnet would wear a hat just one time, so I could see her face. I was about as large as she looks in her picture when I wrote last. I have never been to school except to mamma. I am an only child and pet everything on the place. I grow very lonely at times and resort to my dolls for company. I love dolls so much that I don't think I'll ever get too large to play with them. My papa and mamma boast of dear old Georgia as the land of their nativity. Father is an Indiana Hauser; mother came from the land of flowers, and I am so proud that I am Texas born. Yes, a native of Grand Old Texas! almost a continent in itself. I think every man, woman and child that loves dear old Texas should give 5 cents for a memorial to that grand, patriotic soldier and statesman, Sam Houston. Then we would erect a monument worthy of our affection for him. I send 10 cents.


ZELUKA HUTCHINS, Strawn, Palo Pinto Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat and cousins: I will write to The News for the first time in a long while. I will ask the cousins some questions: If a man met a crying pig what animal would he call him? What sea would a man most wish to be in on a wet day? I am not going to school now, for school was out the first day of May. Come again, Trudie Bohannon; you write very interesting letters. I love to read the cousins' letters very much indeed.


JIMMIE GRIFFIN, Forney, Kaufman Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat and cousins: Will you admit me to your Cozy Corner? I have been reading the cousins' letters and think they are very interesting. I live in the country, and I am 12 years old. I go to the Lewis academy. Mr. Big Hat, this is my first attempt to write to The News. I study five books. A few weeks ago my teacher took us all out in the woods and we gathered wild flowers and caught butterflies. My school will be out the 30th of May, and I will be glad, for I am getting tired of school. I am going dewberry hunting with some other boys. I anticipate having a nice time. I don't expect papa and mama will know me when I get back, for I know I will be so badly disfigured with thorn scratches that I won't look like myself. I will write again if Peggy doesn't get this letter.


MALCOLM GARY, Sterrett, Ellis Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat and cousins: I will for the first time write to the Cozy Corner. Boys, the girls are hard to beat when it comes to writing and talking. Some of them are afraid of mice, but they are not afraid to write letters to the good old News. I wonder how many of the cousins went to Galveston last summer. I went and had a fine time. I am a native Texan and I love grand old Texas. If Peggy don't get this I will come again.


IRBY SELLERS, Lodi, Marion Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat and cousins: Please let another girl join your band. This is my first attempt to write to the Cozy Corner. Papa is postmaster here and he has taken The News for several years. We have two stores in our little town. I expect I will go to a school entertainment the 15th of this month at Lockett, Tex. We have Sunday-school every Sunday, but I don't go much. I stayed six weeks with my aunt and had a nice time. She gave one of my uncles and me a supper and a party, and I sure did enjoy it. I solicit correspondence from girls between 15 and 20. Miss Big Bonnet, turn your face to us when you have your picture taken.

[Note: John K. SELLERS was appointed postmaster at Lodi, on December 20, 1890, and continued at that post until October 29, 1914, when his successor, Ruby SELLERS, was appointed postmistress, and held that position through November 15, 1920, when her successor took the reins]

- May 31, 1896, The Dallas Morning News, p. 14, col. 4-7.
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