February 9, 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.
AMBROSE PRATT, Ferris, Ellis Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat: I am 9 years old and have been waiting to write to you for a long time. I like to read the little folks letters. I must say Little Miss Bonnet's are the cutest of all. If you would like to wade in black-sticky mud just come to Ferris. I am going to school here at one of the best schools in the state.
LIZZIE WADDILL, McKinney, Collin Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat: I enjoy reading the cousins' letters. I am the only child in our family living. I am 10 years old. I enjoyed Christmas and got some very handsome presents. Among them was "Little Women," by Miss Alcott, which I like very much. My other presents were a ring, an album, two books, a handkerchief holder and two dolls. I have been sick since Christmas and haven't started to school yet. I have no pets but a very gentle little pony, named Bob.
TOM HOOD, Cade, Navarro Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat and cousins: As I haven't written in so long, I expect Peggy is getting hungry. He got the other one, I suppose, as I never saw it in print. I am going to school every day, except Saturday and Sunday. We have a nice school of about seventy-five scholars. We have a fine Sunday school and I like to go to it. People in this country are fond of hunting partridges, but it is so muddy to-day that they can't go. I will ask some questions: What were the dying words of Thomas Jefferson and John Adams? What general was a creole? Here is a riddle: Born before Adam; yellow as gold?
MINNIE GARDNER, Mexia, Limestone Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat and cousins: Here comes a little girl 11 years old, asking for admittance into your happy band. I enjoy reading the cousins' letter so much. My papa is a farmer. We raised ten bales of cotton and about 200 bushels of corn last year. I can pick nearly 200 pounds of cotton in a day. I do not like to work on a farm, but my little brothers are so little they can not help much, and I have to help. I have a sweet little sister. Her name is Ida May. I have a hen and six little chickens, and I also have a turkey. I am going to school. I study grammar, arithmetic, geography, spelling and reading.
JENNIE FAULKNER, Manda, Travis Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat: Your department is the best and most popular part of the paper, and we are all interested in it. I am a new cousins, and I hope the other cousins will welcome me to their Cozy Corner. We take The News, and think it is a good paper -- the best in Texas. This morning I saw Little Miss Big Bonnet's picture in the Cozy Corner, and now I shall tell her what I think about it. I would think she is pretty if her face was visible, but she has on that odious "big bonnet," and has let us see only a s side view, so how can she expect us to say she is pretty, or has a small mouth, or that her nose doesn't turn up? But I'll venture to say she is a boy and is not less than 22 years old, and is handsome, too. Cousins, can't we induce Johnnie Price to write again? I know he is at school at Kentucky, but he might find time to write to us. Genevieve Myrdoch, I like what you wrote about "old letters." Write again. V. S. Staneart, you are in the state which was my home (Louisiana) so long, and which I still call "home." I agree with you about "hunting fables." If you are over 20 years old I would like to write to you. Boys under 20 can write only nonsense, sometimes. I lived near Opelousa, which, I believe, is not far from Oberlin. Cousins, it always makes me glad when you write of your schools and teachers, for I am a school teacher and know that it is gratifying to have our pupils remember us. Austin is my home, but I am teaching at this place, and shall be here until April, so will be glad if V. S. S. and Johnny Price will write to me. I am not old, as I am younger than Grover Cleveland, and he is not old. I wish the cousins would ask history questions; that is my favorite study. Cousins, how do you like algebra, physics, geometry and Latin? I forgot to say that I am a girl.
CHESTER LOWE, Union City, Canadian Co., Okla. -- Mr. Big Hat and cousins: Recently, my uncle, Mr. H. L. Woodliff of Galveston, has been sending me the Daily News, in appreciation of which I shall beg space for my letters. I ride my little white pony (in company with my younger brother on his pony) to school, a distance of 2 1/2 miles. We have a good school. I have a real nice deskmate, Ed Vanderslice, and he is clever enough to assist me very much in my arithmetic, while I return the favor in other studies. I am correspondent for our city paper, and secretary for the Literary society at Union city on Monday evening and at River View on Wednesday evening. Sometimes the motions, amendments, resolutions, talkings, etc., accumulate so rapidly I find it difficult to keep pace. And now, Mr. Big Hat, I should like to tell one reason more why I feel interested in your town and want to gain space. This uncle has a fine baby boy whom he has named for me. Next Tuesday I will celebrate my "sweet" sixteenth birthday. The boys tell me I'll never have another. I enjoyed the letters all, especially those by Ollie B. Dawdy and Donald McKenzy. Oh, yes; all of them are good. Since my name is used for boys quite often, I will state I am a girl, named for my grandmother in Gadsden, Ala. I came west two years ago.
ROY L. STORMS, Laredo, Grundy Co., Mo., Mr. Big Hat and cousins: Is there room for a stranger from the north? This is my first attempt to write to you. I live in Laredo, Mo. My papa has seen the mercury 35 degrees below zero and 105 degrees in the shade in summer. (This only happens once in several years.) We have lots of fun shooting and coasting in the winter time. But I would rather live where I could gather flowers and fruit in winter. I like to read the cousins' letters very much. I would like to have some cousin describe Texas more, as we are thinking of coming to Texas in the near future. I am a little boy 10 years old. I have two brothers and one sister. We call our youngest brother England because he growls so much. We also have a parrot. I will answer Bessie Smith's question: The word is "alone." Take away "al" and it leaves "one."
VERA PANNEWITZ, Orange, Orange Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat and cousins: I was looking over papa's Sunday News when for the first time I saw the cousins' letters. They were so interesting I decided to write and ask admittance into your Cozy Corner. I am 12 years old, and I am in the seventh grade. I have neither brother nor sister, and I would get very lonesome if it were not for my books. My favorite authors are Walter Scott and Marlitt. I think Ray Hill's letters are very nice, and I would like to correspond with her, if she doesn't object. I have no pets now, though I did have an opossom, but it became so much trouble I had to give it away. Papa has a nice horse named Col. Bill Snort. He is very nice to drive, and I drive him some times.
LUTHER WHITTEN, Paris, Lamar Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat and cousins: I come again to tell you what a Christmas chimney is. It is made of boxes, just the size of a brick, and just the color of a brick, with a little white mark all around, which when the chimney is built looks like the mortar. These boxes are filled with candy, raisins and nuts, every Sunday school scholar gets a box. Old Santa Claus takes the chimney down, and as he does so the Sunday school scholars' names are called, and the boxes are handed around. The fire place is filled with apples. Mr. Big Hat, we live about six miles from Paris on the prairie. I like to live on the prairie, for I think it is so nice to live where you can see so many people at work in plowing time. We can see fifteen plows running almost any time. You ought to be out here when it rains. I would like to see you bog down. I have seen lots of horses bog down so badly that it looked as if they never would get out. It is mighty muddy here where we live. I wonder if all of the cousins like to go to parties. I do some times. I never have danced any yet. Last winter they did not have any dances, but they are sure dancing this winter. I have not been to parties this winter because mother is sick. She has been sick about eight months, but she is getting better now. Mr. Big Hat, I think it is so nice of you to give one whole side of your paper to the little folks. I think they can learn a heap if they will try. One of my schoolmates stayed all night with me last night, and we went to school this morning, but we had to wade the mud back, for our school teacher had the measles. I hope we will not have to stop long. I have one of the sweetest and meanest little brothers you ever saw. He is as mean as Peck's bad boy, and he was called the meanest boy in the world. My little brother's name is Carl, and he is 3 years old. I would like to correspond with some of the cousins about my age.
ROSA LEE HAMBLEN, Moody, McLennan Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat and cousins: I will write (or rather try to) another letter. I agree with Lauretta Faust in not being able to keep away from the corner. It is so pleasant and inviting. I went to a party at one of my friend's house (Golie McClain's) and had a splendid time. We played "goodnight." It is a real funny play; I suppose you all know how to play it, though. Cousins, which do you like the best, literature or music? For my part I prefer music, although I dearly love to read. I love to take music lessons. I got a fairy book Christmas. The name of it is "The Fairy Circle." I have read it through and think it is very good. Bessie Smith, I will answer your riddle. The word is "stone." When you take away the first two letters the word "one" is left. I received a letter from May Smith and have answered it. Miss Big Bonnet, write us another letter. Your letters are just charming. Sally Rose had a bad time of it, didn't she? I have been taking exercise -- at the washing machine! Peggy is a very bad mule. Why don't you sell him, Mr. Big Hat? If he belonged to me I would sell him before you could say Jack Robinson, if I could find a buyer.
MINNIE LOVELESS, Lampasas, Lampasas Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat and cousins: I have seen but one or two letters from this part of the state. I am going to school and have seven studies. My father has been taking your paper off and on for about twenty years. He said he could not do without it long at a time. I have two sisters and one brother. My brother is married. My birthday is March 16. I will then be 15. Christmas was very dull here. I will ask some questions: Who said, "We have met the enemy and they are ours?" Who was Lady Rebecca?
HUGHLIN FOOTE, Desdemona, Eastland Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat and cousins: As I have never written to the Cozy Corner before, will you kindly let me in for a few moments' chat? We live in the sandy land of Eastland county, and when it rains it doesn't get muddy. I am a little boy 11 years old, and go to school. My studies are arithmetic, reading, spelling and geography. I love to go to school. I have three brothers, younger than myself. Two are going to school with me. The baby is always glad to see us when we come in from school. He comes to meet us. Mr. Big Hat, you must come and go rabbit hunting with us some time. We have a little dog that likes to tree a rabbit. I have made me a wagon. I think I will learn to be a carpenter when I become a man. Well, I must go, as I think I hear Peggy coming.
BEULAH HIGGINS, Milford, Ellis Co., Tex. Mr. Big Hat and cousins: I am a little girl 8 years old. Am I welcome in the corner? I live on a high hill, not far from Milford. Crops were fine up here last year. The soil is black waxy. We raise corn, cotton, millet, oats, sorghum and sweet potatoes. There are a great many different kinds of wild flowers that grow in the pastures. My little brothers and I gather them every spring. I have four brothers and no sisters. I did not enjoy Christmas much, because mamma was sick. I wish Mr. Big Hat and all the cousins a happy New Year.
ROSA JOHNSON, Macy, Brazos Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat and cousins: It has been some time since I wrote. When I wrote last I was at Madisonville. I am at Macy now, going to school. I am well pleased with my teacher. I am getting along very well with my studies. They are history, grammar, geography, arithmetic and dictionary. Santa Claus came very near not finding us. He thought that we were still at Madisonville and went there first, and some one told him that we had moved to Macy. It took him some time to get here then, as the road was very bad. Inclosed please find $1 for the Sam Houston Memorial Stone fund. I will send you more soon. I hope the cousins will not become discouraged in collecting for the memorial stone.
MAXIE McGREGOR, Princeton, Caldwell Co., Ky. -- Mr. Big Hat and cousins: Here is another little girl who wants to join your happy band. I am 10 years old and live one mile from Princeton. I go to school and study fifth reader, arithmetic, grammar, geography and spelling. I have a doll that is 6 years old. Her name is Nannie. My grandma gave her to me on my birthday. We raise corn, wheat, oats, rye and potatoes and fowls of all kind. We raised fifty turkeys this year. I have one sister and two brothers, and they are younger than I. I have a pig, two cats and four chickens. We were given ten days out of school during the holidays. I spent several days with my friends. It has been very cold this winter. I get very cold going to school.
HARTSELL COPLEN, Palmer, Ellis Co., Tex. -- Good morning, Mr. Big Hat. How do you do, sir, since you hurt your foot? I suspect it grieved you to stay indoors for a while. My father takes The News now. I think there is no paper that can rival it. I love to read the cousins' letters mighty well. I have been going to school for over two months. I have missed about six days. I have to go about two miles. I walk part of the time and ride part. I have a horse and saddle. Christmas I had a good time. I went to a Christmas tree. I will answer some questions. Rhode Island is the smallest state in the union. The capital of Ireland is Dublin. The highest mountain peaks in the world are the Alps. The mountain range nearest to the Arctic ocean is the Rocky mountains. I will ask a question: On what mountain did Noah's ark land? I love to go to school. Our school will last about three more months. I think every one ought to get a good education if he has the chance. I study geography, history, grammar, spelling, arithmetic and physiology. My favorite studies are geography and history. In my next letter I will write a description of the country here.
MARION YORK, Clifton, Bosque Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat and cousins: As Mr. Big Hat was so kind as to print my other letter, it has encouraged me to write again. Well cousins, how many of us have resolved to do better this year than we did last? Let us resolve to do something to make life brighter for others as well as ourselves. Some of us may say, "I would be glad to do something, but I have nothing to do with." But that will not do. Just think of what you have! You have 2500 pleasant words to speak, 5000 cheerful looks to give. Just think what a capital to begin with. And besides, you surely will have something of material value to give to the needy through the year. Just try it now. Go out in the streets and you will see some poor little child that needs something to eat or to wear, and you can give it something that will make it a little more comfortable. You pass on a little farther, and you see some sick person, and you look around and you say, "He is not in need of money or food or clothes," so you give him one of your 5000 cheerful looks, which makes him brighten up and feel much better. You go on a little farther, and you see some small boy trying to lift a load that is too heavy for him, and you say: "Stand aside," and you take hold of the load and put it where he wants it. A little farther on you come across some friend who is down in spirits, and you speak a few of your 2500 pleasant words to him. Then you go home at night and you sing awhile, and you talk awhile; you say, "I don't know what is the matter with me, but I feel better than I ever did in my life before." Now let us try to drop a few pleasant words and deeds of kindness around us. It costs nothing and the few words you drop now, you may gather on eternity's shores. I solicit correspondence from both boys and girls. My age is between 16 and 20 years.
CARROLL J. STANEART, Oberlin, Allen Parish, La. -- Mr. Big Hat and cousins: If you will admit a little 7-year-old Louisiana cousin into your charming circle. I will walk in and doff my cap to you and all the cousins, especially the girl cousins. Papa is trying to teach me how to write on big brother's typewriter, and made me throw away my first effort this morning. I am corresponding with Cousin Henry Brown of Childress, Tex., and last week sent him some rough rice to plant. I will do the same for any of the cousins that may have a little piece of very wet land, such as is on nearly every farm, if they will write to me, with stamps to pay postage. I hope school will soon commence, so that I can learn better how to read and write, and not have to bother papa, mamma and brother so much.
OTERLA MAY BROWN, Roland, Collin Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat and cousins: I have seen letters in the paper from almost every town in our state but my own. I see the little cousins are sending money to get Sam Houston a monument, so I inclose a dime as my interest in it. I hope I shall be able to see it at the next fair. I want to tell the little cousins about my pet pig. It is 6 months old and weighs 225 pounds. I want to know if any of the cousins have one so large at that age?
HEDWIG PAULA PFEFFER, Kenney, Austin Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat and Cousins: As I have finished reading the cousins' letters I will try to make my first attempt to The News this year. I read Little Miss Big Bonnet's letter and thought it a splendid one. But I felt sorry for her to have Sally Rose's head broke again. Santa Claus had brought me a doll the other Christmas, and I kept it till this Christmas, and when my little niece wanted to play with it I gave it to her and it also got its head broke, but I didn't care much about it. Several of the cousins say that they went to a Christmas tree Christmas night. That is where I went, too, and enjoyed it very much, but it was very cold that night and the wind was very strong. And how did you all enjoy the New Year? I had company -- four of my schoolmates. I enjoyed it as well as Christmas. Cousin Herbert Taylor, I think it is high time for you to tell the rest of your "buzzard ride," or the cousins will forget about the beginning of it. Beulah Lockhart, I, for one, will invite you to describe the old fort of Washita, in the Indian Territory. Mr. Big Hat, you may tell Little Miss Big Bonnet that I can not decide whether I like her looks, for her "big bonnet" is in the way. But I will cut her photo out of the paper and put it in the album.
IDA L. McGEE, Corsicana, Navarro Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat and cousins: Here I am once more with a great missive to worry you again. Cousins, did any of you ever go boat riding? Once I visited my cousin and she and I concluded we would go boat riding. When we got to the tank the boat was on one side and we were on the other, but we went to a place where the water was shallow, and laid a plank across, and went over. Cousin Lee went over first. She stepped in a deep place, and the water went over her shoe, and I laughed at her. When we got to the boat it was full of water, but we found a cup and dipped it out. Neither of us ever had tried to row a boat before. When we first started out we went near the edge. We were somewhat afraid, but we stood up and each held an oar, and began to go a little faster, until our boat become unmanageable. And what do you reckon became of us? The boat went up against the dam so hard that I was over-balanced, and in less than a jiffy found myself lying on the side of the dam. Cousin Lee was left in the middle of the tank with one oar, hollering for help. I told her to be quiet and the boat would float out to the edge. When she got out we didn't care to ride any more, and from that day to this we never have attempted to go on the water alone. Do any of the cousins know anything of a man by the name of Joe Hennesseas? The last heard from he was in Fannin county, and Dodd City was his postoffice.
LILLIE MAY JOHNSON, Caddo Mills, Hunt Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat and cousins: It hasn't been long since I wrote to you all, and I reckon you'll think I come rather often. I will answer Bessie Smith's riddle. She asked from what word composed of five letters could you take two away and leave one? It is "ounce." Omit "u" and "c" and it would leave "one." Our teacher is going to make us draw a table, on the table a basket of fruit, a box of eggs, two glasses and a tin cup. Friday the boys drew a fence, by the fence a trough, and a sack of corn, hoe and a chicken upon the fence. I had to take an examination in history to-day. I expect I will get two big naughts. Tell Chris Crittendon to write again. He wrote such funny letters. We have more than 200 scholars in our school.
NODIE CAMPBELL, Mertens, Hill Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat and cousins: Here I am again for a chat with the cousins, but perhaps you all would rather I would stay away and let some one else have my place who has more of interest and instruction to say. I have not been to school for two weeks on account of bad weather. I wish I had the photographs of the cousins. Some of the girls are speaking of piecing quilts. I have pieced five. Maggie Mercer, I will answer your question: The capital of Ireland is Dublin. I will ask one: Where are the White mountains? Girls, if any of you want to see a sweet baby just come out and I will show you one, for I have the sweetest little brother you ever saw, two weeks old. Please, some of you send him a name. I have been chief cook and bottle-washer lately, and I got dinner to-day. It was so muddy this morning that we could not go to school. We have three miles to walk, but I do not get lonesome, for I have two brothers to go with me. I am still 11 years old.
MAY GASTON, Burleson, Johnson Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat and cousins: I never have written to a newspaper before. I like the "Little Men and Women" department the best of the paper. Our school commenced at Red Oak academy Sept. 1. It is owned by the Red Oak Presbytery and is situated one mile from the town of Burleson, on the Missouri, Kansas & Texas railroad. There are five teachers employed and there are 125 scholars. My studies are history, grammar, arithmetic, spelling and geography. I had a very nice time Christmas. Maggie Mercer, you ask what is the capital of Ireland. It is Dublin. I have three sisters and three brothers, three older than I am and three younger. Every Sunday evening I go to Sunday school and the children's band.
PAULA EVANS, Nocona, Montague Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat and cousins: I saw my letter in print, so I thought I would write again. I had a very pleasant time Christmas, and I hope all the cousins did. Marie Taylor and Genevieve Myrdoch, come again. You both write such good letters. Mr. Big Hat, I think you will soon have to devote two pages to the cousins' letters. I like the idea of getting a monument for Sam Houston, and will help all I can. I have solicited some already, but have such a small amount that I thought I would wait and get more to put with it and send it the next time I write. One of my friends, Stella Dillemuth, said she was going to write to the Cozy Corner. Mr. Big Hat, I wish you would send me your picture, and I would like to have Miss Big Bonnet's, too. Maud Carson, I am like you; I think summer is much nicer than winter. I like winter, too, but I think May is the nicest month in the whole year. It has rained here the whole week and we have to go to school in the mud. Louise Groce, I think you write a splendid letter. I guess you will be more careful with your needles after this, won't you? Louisa M. Alcott is my favorite author. I have read several of her books, and I like to read them over and over again. How many of the cousins ever read any of her works? Mary West, your pleasure trip turned out to be a sad one. I wish you would write again. I always like to read your letters. Mr. Big Hat, you had better not let Peggy get hold of this, for I have just had the measles.
MARIE TAYLOR, Itasca, Hill Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat and cousins: Well, I feel quite at home now among you, and the corner seems more "cozy" and inviting than ever -- so home like and cheerful, with the interesting letters of the cousins. I can walk in without blushing now, for I am not a stranger. By the way, is not blushing a very disagreeable habit? It is becoming to some modest (?) girls, however. I do not admire it. I do if it is sincere; but to blush to give modesty an airing (metaphorically speaking) I think is disgusting. How many of the cousins sew? It is the "rage" with us now -- the more fashionable a girl is the better she wields the needle. The very smartest schoolgirls are invariably mistresses of the workbasket, even if they are shy on Greek and Latin. The languages are not required in the fingers to make the needle flash, although they make our busy brains flash sometimes. Needlework is curiously feminine, and much nervousness has been quieted by its monotonous but attractive employment. Well, girls, did you ever think why our parents forbid our whistling? I came across something very interesting on this subject in a paper not long since and I know some of the wayward girls want to know why they can not whistle, as their grown-up brother practices from "rosy morn till dewy eve." Years ago whistling was called the devil's music, and is still strictly forbidden to the Jesuits. It is said the Emperor William objects very much to whistling on the street, and some people say that is because an old English servant told him an Irish legend which asserts that every time a woman whistles the heart of the Blessed Virgin bleeds, because a woman stood by and whistled as the nails were being forged that were put in the cross. A curious legend, but it has descended to us from our forefathers. Well, you all look as if you fear another "legend" is coming, so I will give valuable space to some one more interesting.
EMMA SCOTT, Burleson, Johnson Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat and cousins: I am a new writer to this Cozy Corner, but for some time past I have been a reader of many entertaining letters, and I want to join this happy band. It is very nice in Mr. Big Hat to urge this kind of work among the boys and girls. It may prove to be useful to some of us by and by. I am sure all, including myself, appreciate his kindness. We have had very gloomy weather the past week. I go to school and have seven studies. I like my teacher very much. We have visitors almost every Friday evening. Our teacher is from St. Louis. Eula Duncan, you said you didn't know in what year Balboa discovered the Pacific ocean. It was in 1513 I will ask a question: Who was the first man to circumnavigate the globe, and in what year? Christ Crittendon, that was too bad about your mustache. Reba Smith, you write good letters.
FLORENCE CAHOON, Temple, Bell Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat: Will you let another 14-year-old Texas girl join the cousins? My papa, who is the oldest engineer on the Santa Fe road, has been taking The News for fifteen years. Ray Hill says she is her mamma's cook. I am not my mamma's cook, but she has been sick and we had no cook, so I had it to do. It was a little hard on me, for it was something I was not accustomed to doing. I have one sister and two brothers. My sister, Willa, is studying music at the Nashville conservatory. My brother, Fred, is studying music in Dallas at Rowe's conservatory. My brother, Harry, is in the Temple high school and plays in the Temple band. I am not a musician, but perhaps you will hear some time what I am to be. As we are all Texas children we will send you a dollar for the Sam Houston fund. Little Miss Big Bonnet, I imagine your picture looks very much like you. We must favor each other, for I have a pug nose and a big mouth. I want to ask you a question: Who was the most famous man in Texas history that lived between the years 1821-1836?
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MAGGIE PULASKI, Mesquite, Dallas Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat and Cousins: In the Cozy Corner I see many interesting letters from all parts of the Lone Star State. Papa bought me for Christmas a nice doll. Little Miss Big Bonnet, you would be pretty if you had that dreadful bonnet off. I will send in some money for Gen. Sam Houston's memorial stone in my next letter. I am always glad when The News comes. Sister Big Bonnet, you and Brother Big Hat come down and spend the summer with me and we will have a nice time. My age is 11 years.
ALZADA BOWMAN, Hillsboro, Hill Co., Tex. -- Dear Mr. Big Hat: It has been so long since I wrote to the Cozy Corner, and as Mr. Big Hat so kindly printed my other letter, I will write again. But, please, Mr. Big Hat, spell my name right this time, for last time you left out the "L," by mistake, I suppose. Friend Bessie smith of Whitney must be quite a little reader to have read so many books. But she has no little sisters to play with or take up much of her time as I have. I like to read very much, and have a nice book called "Through the Looking Glass." I am now reading "The Knighting of the Twins," which a friend lent me. I want "Little Men and Women" very much, and am hinting around dreadfully to get them on my birthday, next March. Bessie, was your riddle answered? I say "Zones." Now I will ask the cousins a question: What is it that has a hundred eyes and never a nose? I have a game called "Logomachy, or War of Words." Have any of the cousins played it? If not, they ought to get it, for it is very amusing and instructive. The author of this game has invented a game called "What O'clock, or Old Father Time," but I have never seen it. Have any of the cousins seen it, and is it good? Little Miss Big Bonnet looks very cute in her picture, but I wish I could see more of her face, for I imagine she has a pretty one. Her letters are very interesting, and I wish she would write all the time. I feel sorry for her poor little Sally Rose, but she has much company in her trouble. We girls had nine dolls between us Christmas, and our dear brother played Corbett and Fitzsimmons with them, and smashed nearly every one.
SAUNIE GOODWYN, Astonia, Ellis Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat and cousins: I am a little boy 13 years old. I wish to join the happy band. I am going to school. I have a nice teacher. I have five studies. I have a pet colt named Patsy. I have some questions to ask: What was called the yankee cheese box? Who settled St. Augustine? We live twelve miles from Ennis. There are seventy-two scholars in our school. I got a nice ring Christmas.
MAUDIE WILSON, McDuff, Bastrop Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat: It was raining this morning and I did not get to go to school, so I thought I would write to The News. Everybody here has had the measles. I have just got up from having them. I live in the country, ten miles from Bastrop, ten from Elgin, about twenty-five from Austin and three miles from the Colorado river. I will answer Maud E. Tree's questions: John Cabot's son's name was Sebastian Cabot. The stamp act was passed in 1765. Balboa discovered the Pacific ocean in 1513. Columbus discovered the new world in 1492, and he found the main land at the mouth of the Orinoco river in 1498. I am a little girl of 13, studying history, and I will ask some questions: Where was Columbus first buried? In what place and where was he first removed? In what year was his body moved the second time, and to what city? Who were the first English in America?
GENEVIEVE MYRDOCH, Owlet Green, Van Zandt Co., Tex. -- I agree with you, Mr. Big Hat, in regard to Frank R. Stockton's works. I hardly know which I like better, Bret Harte's stores or those of Joel C. Harris. Among the works of women which I enjoy are Mrs. Burnett's and Mrs. Wilson's books. How many of you have read Ruth Ashmore's "Side Talks with Girls?" Don't you think it splendid? Can any of the cousins tell me of the book to read that will answer the following description? It must be by a southern author, a story of the days before the civil war. The heroine, a daughter of a well-to-do southern farmer. Some of the prominent characters must belong to the "Po' White Trash," as the negroes called those unable to own slaves, and some be northern people. Then the slaves must not be forgotten. I want the whole story to be a faithful portrayal of the manners and customs of these different classes. What do you think of "Uncle Tom's Cabin?" I have wanted to read it several times, but one of my uncles would persuade me not to. "Gene," he would say, "that is not a fit book for a southern girl to read." Girls, suppose you knew when you were growing up that you would have your living to make all through life; what business would you choose? I think I'd make a fine dry goods clerk or a splendid "newspaper man." What would you take for your job, Mr. Big Hat? What has become of our young editor -- Neff? Write again and tell us the name of your paper. But enough of books and business. I must tell you of how my chum and I went "on a lark." You remember how it rained just before the holidays. Chum and I had been cooped in doors until we were half crazy, but we didn't dare get out of the house or it was, "Girls, what are you wading in that mud for? You'll have your skirts ruined!" One evening we took a notion to go persimmon hunting. "We'll have some fun," said I; "we'll ruin our skirts," added Chum, mockingly. But a bright though came to our relief. Why couldn't we, for once, play the "new woman?" True, we had no bloomer costumes, but "Where there's a will there's a way." Brother had a pair of base ball trousers, I knew, and a search through the closets, brought to light a pair of red calico bloomers that had done service at a masquerade party. One of the boys' last summer's coat fitted Chum to perfection, but to save my life I couldn't find anything for me to but one of my cousins' brown ducking hunting jackets. I got the advantage in headwear though, for while I sported a becoming blue cap, Chum wore an antiquated straw hat. Behold us, then, ready for our trip! Out of doors, the wind blew, steady and strong, and 'twas very cloudy, but what cared we for wind or weather? Off we went in high spirits. Luckily we met no "bashful boy" on our way, so the trees were reached in safety. But the boys, the 'possums or the somethings had got all the persimmons off the lower limbs and the only fruit to be found hung quite out of reach. Rocks and sticks thrown into the trees brought the 'simmons down -- yes, down right in the mud, so that we couldn't eat 'em. There were two things we could do -- go home with our hunger unabated or do the other. Well with some little difficulty we did the other. After eating our fill, we filled our coat pockets. We meant to fill our other pockets also, be we soon found that in such garments, pockets had evidently been considered superfluous. Chum, offered to go home bareheaded, so we stuffed our handkerchiefs in the crown of her hat, piled that full and went our way in peace. I wish you could all enjoy with us the fine persimmon beer (a strictly temperance drink) we are having.
DIMPSY QUINN, Sherman, Grayson Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat: I wish you lived next door to us, and all the cousins lived in the same city. Wouldn't it be a town, though? Then I would stop by and see you when I go to the market to get beef. I am a boy, though Dimpsy sounds like a pet name for a girl. While I prefer to remain a boy, I rather like the girls. I have a sister that is a girl. She is better looking than myself -- more quiet and ladylike. My sister has curly, yellow hair, and I have a top, a bicycle and a lot of things; but my hair don't curl a bit. My sister said that my Aunt Gracie said I was a good boy -- but I haven't seen my aunt in a long time. She lives at a distance. I think she is a good lady. Papa doesn't let me eat meat for supper. He says I will not sleep well and will have scary dreams. One time, I ate a number of sausages for supper and I dreamed I was Leroy Stoddard. Leroy lives at the end of the street. I don't prefer to dream about him, because he is larger than myself, and he always hits my dog when he comes by. I nearly always happen to be on the other side of the house, looking at something or other, and I don't see him until he is out of sight. Another time when my sister was down at Waco to see my Aunt Susie, I ate a few sweetcakes for supper, and that night I dreamed I was a girl. Since then I always try to eat the sweetcakes for dinner, so there won't be any left for supper. I am sorry I will have to close, but I hear Leroy coming and I am going to look through the keyhole and see if he hits my dog. If he does I am going right to the window and shake my fist at him. I'll tell the cousins about everything in my next letter. Also about my chum -- he has hair like my uncle. My dog is a blonde and I am a brunette, but I am the oldest.
D. BARTON SCOGGINS, Roxboro, Person Co., N. C.-- Mr. Big Hat, Miss Big Bonnet and cousins: It hasn't been very long since I wrote to this department. This time I will write on tobacco raising and how it is managed. Perhaps some of the cousins don't know anything about it. In January the farmers begin to burn their plant lands, to sow their seed. The plants come up very thick. After they grow to be as big as a potato slip they are big enough to plant. In the latter part of May or first of June, they are taken to the field and planted one by one in hills about three feet apart. They are plowed and hoed like corn or cotton. When the plant stretches out and grows to be about ten leaves high, the farmer breaks the top off. Then a shoot comes between the leaf and stalk. Then the farmer has to go over the field and break off the shoots and pick the worms off. About the 1st of September the farmer goes over the field and cuts the ripe tobacco and puts on a stick, (about five or six stalks on each stick), carries it to the barn, and hangs it up to cure. It is cured with flues. It takes about three days to cure it right. After curing, it is taken off the stalks and graded, each grade placed by itself. It is then tied up in hands, about eight or ten leaves in a hand. It is ready to be sold. They take it to market and put it on the warehouse floor, every pile of the same grade. It is sold at auction by the 100 pounds. I have seen it bring as high as $85 per 100 and as low as $1. Little Miss Big Bonnett, I think you are a daisy, but I can't see your nose or mouth. I really don't think you are as pretty as you[r] brother, Mr. Big Hat. I received one of Mr. Big Hat's photographs last week. I put it in mamma's album.
DELLA HALL, McGregor, McLennan Co., Tex. -- Little Mr. Big Hat and cousins: Here comes a little 9-year-old girl who wants to join this happy band. I never tried to write to the Cozy Corner before, but I have been reading the many nice letter the cousins write. I go to the public school at McGregor. I am in the fourth grade. I study arithmetic, reading, language, geography and spelling. Mr. Big Hat, why don't you let Miss Big Bonnet write more often. I would tell you all I got Christmas, but it would take up too much room. But I got a big doll and had lots of fun.
CORDELUE TALLENT, Westphalia, Falls Co., Tex. -- Little Mr. Big Hat and cousins: As I have been reading the cousins' letters for some time, I thought I would ask permission to join your happy band. I am going to school. I am in the fourth grade. I study spelling, geography, arithmetic and language. I like my teacher very much. My papa takes The News, and I am very glad to see it come. I nearly forgot to tell what I got for Christmas. I got a beautiful doll bed and a nice little basket with two little doll babies in it. I have two brothers and no sister. My age is 9 years.
CARRIE WILLIAMS, Bells, Grayson Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat: Here I am again with another letter for you to print. I am going to school now. I like my teacher very well. Mr. Big Hat, did you ever have to stay in? I do every time I talk. I try not to talk, but I can't help it sometimes. I was proud that I won a prize in your Summer School. I did not think I would get one. Cousins, do you like novels? I do, but mamma does not like me to read them. I started to read "Ben Hur: a Tale of the Christ," but I did not finish it. Cousins, I will exchange woolen scraps for calico or gingham. Alice Williams, I would like to correspond with you. Myra L. Brown, come again; you write interesting letters. Lawrence Neff, what has become of you? Nell Morris, I would like to hear from you. Cousins, every time we write I think we ought to see how much better we can do. I do not have time to write as well as I ought to. I do not write at school, for I do not have time. I believe the boys are getting to be cowards again; all of our big boys never do write any more. Mr. Big Hat, I intend to send some money to help get that stone, but it looks as if I can never get ready to send it. I think it is our duty to put a stone there.
OAKLEY FAY PARKS, Dallas, Dallas Co., Tex. -- Dear Cozy Corner: I live in Dallas my very ownself, but I've never met Little Mr. Big Hat nor Little Miss Big Bonnet, that I know of. Sometimes I see a very large mouth and a turned-up nose under a big bonnet, but it is when I am standing before a mirror myself. My papa takes The News once a day -- he would take it twice if he could get it. I am 4 years old, and Santa Claus brought me everything he promised. Auntie and I located him before Christmas, on a big white throne at the head of the toy department in one of the big stores. He was none of your "make believes," but a real live, sure enough, meat and blood Santa Claus! I was afraid of him, and I held on to auntie and wrapped several yards of her skirt about me so tight that she could scarcely step at all, and he could hardly hear me when I asked him to bring me a doll, baby buggy, some dishes, a big ball for my foot, a horn to blow like a boy and a cake like auntie makes at home in a little pan. He asked me if I had been a good girl, and I told him I went to church every Sunday, to dancing school every Saturday, said my prayers every night, loved papa, played with Lole, nursed the baby and minded mamma a whole week. He said: "An honest confession was good for the soul," and it must be, for he brought me all I asked for. He is very good, though he is also very fat, and I don't see how he could squeeze down our chimney. Auntie is my amanuensis* -- she says. I don't understand the term, but I guess it means my papa's sister -- that's what she is.
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LILLIE BOESCH, Whitney, Hill Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat and cousins: I have been reading the cousins' letters for a long time, and I can not resist the temptation of writing also. I think that the Cozy Corner has improved very much, indeed, of late. We were all anticipating much enjoyment during the two weeks' vacation, but we were disappointed. Christmas was very dull, especially for little folks. Miss Big Bonnet, we all appreciate your letters very much. We are sorry, but we can't be judges about your mouth's being too large or your nose turned-up, because we can't see your face in your picture. But I think that you are just as pretty as can be. Mira Brown, I wish I could have seen you while you were here. The News is admired a great deal in our family. We have been taking it for nine y ears. Maud and Grace Melear, I think that you have written splendid letters, especially for your first. Bessie Smith, I like to read your letters very much. I was very sorry indeed to hear that Mr. Big Hat had hurt his toe and could not wear his shoe that day, but hope that it is all right again now. I have two sisters and three brothers. I am 13 years old. I go to school with Cousins Bessie Smith and Maud and Grace Melear, but we are not in the same room. I am in the seventh grade, and like to study Latin. I like to take music lessons also. I have almost finished taking my second term. We have a very nice school and a splendid music teacher.
DONNIE MARGARET BELL, Channing, Hartley Co., Tex. -- Little Mr. Big Hat and cousins: I am a girl 12 years old, and this is my first attempt to write to The News. I read the cousins' letters and like them very much. My papa lives in the edge of New Mexico, forty-seven miles from the postoffice. The nearest place where a woman lives is twenty miles distant. What do the cousins think of that? Mamma teaches us at home. I study geography, fifth reader, spelling and arithmetic. I have one sister and four brothers. My sister and I ride horseback a great deal. I will tell next time who is my favorite author.
MOLLIE LEE CHAMNERS, Carthage, Panola Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat and cousins: Here comes another 12-year-old girl knocking for admittance to the Cozy Corner. Little Miss Big Bonnet, we are glad to see another letter from you. You must beat Mr. Big Hat to his chair often if you can. I think Mr. Big Hat ought to let your write often. Miss Big Bonnet, I did not get a doll for Christman, but I got a cup, plate and saucer and two mugs. I gave one mug to papa and one to mamma. I went to the Christmas tree, but did not get any presents. So Sally Rose has another head. Little Miss Big Bonnet, I think your picture is real pretty, but we can not see your face to see if what you said about your nose and mouth was true. I like to go to school. I study seven studies. I like reading best. Come again, L. C. Fountain, Susie B. Fisher, Ludie May Sanders, Johnnie Price, Genevieve Myrdoch and a great many others. Kate Kirkley is my deskmate. One of her brothers was killed Sunday evening accidentally. It has been three years since I last wrote to Mr. Big Hat.
BEN RIVERS, Cason, Morris Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat and Cozy Corner: Free school will be out in one more week and then pay school will begin. The men have nearly got our new school house done, and it will be sixty feet high. There are about 100 scholars going to school now. I have five sisters and two brothers. Our town is a small one; there isn't a saloon in it. Mr. Big Hat, do you ever play ball? I do every day. My sister and I have to milk three cows. All who milk will know how it is in cold weather. They kick and I tie them up every evening. Papa bought a little pig the other day and it is the prettiest pig I ever saw. I like to read the cousins' letters and Mr. Big Hat's, too. I will ask some questions: What governor was it that said: "My chief fighting was done on the coast with mosquitoes?" Who was the first woman that was hanged in the United States? I have but one pet and he is a black dog. Every time it snows we go rabbit hunting.
ENNIE E. BANCROFT, Orange, Orange Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat and cousins: This is the first time I have ever written a letter to you. I am a little girl, 12 years old, and have but one brother. He is 4 years old. His name is Carl. I take music lessons and go to school, am in the seventh grade. So I don't get time to practice but an hour a day. We have no pets but a Newfoundland dog and a cat. The dog's name is Lord Byron. He is almost as good to play with as any little boy or girl. He will run after us and play just as nice as any one. I would like to correspond with some of the cousins, especially Ray Hill, as she writes such nice letters.
MAUD FOY, McKinney, Collin Co., Tex. -- Good morning, Little Miss Big Bonnet: Next time you get in your big bud's chair you must turn round so we can see your face. I can't tell whether you are pretty or ugly. Mr. Big Hat, I will send 25 cents of my own money for the Sam Houston memorial fund and some more. I will ask some questions: What Frenchman landed on the coast of Texas Feb. 18, 1685? Who occupied Galveston in 1818? What Frenchman visited Texas in 1714?
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ELLA MIXSON, Bruceville, McLennan Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat and cousins: It has been a good while since I last wrote. I am going to school now. I like my teacher very much. My studies are spelling, Stickney's fifth reader, arithmetic, grammar, geography and physiology. My teacher has thirty scholars now. It has been bad and rainy, too. How many of the cousins ride horseback to school? I ride three miles every morning and evening. I like arithmetic better. Miss Big Bonnet, I think your letter was so nice. Old Santa Claus didn't come to see me. I am anxious for The News to come on Friday. I read Mr. Big Hat's letter first and then read the cousins' letters.
LUCY J. MERCER, Palmer, Ellis Co., Tex. -- Little Mr. Big Hat and cousins: Here comes a little 9-year-old girl asking for admittance. I love to read the cousins' letters. I am going to school, the first school I ever went to. My sister, Mary, is teacher. I study spelling, reading and arithmetic. I love to go to school when it is fair weather. I have to go about a mile and a quarter. I saw in the Cozy Corner last week a letter from Maggie M. Mercer. I would like to correspond with her. Perhaps we are related. My papa's name is John B.[?] He was born in Mississippi. My grandpapa's name is James J., and he was born in Mississippi. My great grandpapa's name is Thomas.
EDWIN McWILLIAMS, Crystal Falls, Stephens Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat and Cousins: You can not imagine how I felt when I saw my name in the list of unprinted letters. I was discouraged, and thought I would never write again. But when I read what you had to say, I was glad you did not print it, as it would have taken up more room than three or four of the short letters that you published, and there would have been that many disappointed ones, while there is but one as it was. We should not be selfish with the little ones, for we know that they look forward to see their letters in print with as much, and possibly more, pleasure as the best writers. Now cousins, let us not be discouraged because we fail once, but try again. I for one want to ask Mr. Big Hat that if my letters are not fit for publication to just toss them into the waste basket and let Peggy eat them before any one else sees them. I know he is a better judge of letters than I am. I am going to school now, and have to walk three miles. It is the nearest school, and this, with my studies, take up the most of my time. But, Mr. Big Hat, I am trying to do all I can toward the Sam Houston memorial stone fund. This is a thinly settled country, but every one I have talked to seems to think it is a great thing. I have collected $2.05 now, and I am going to try to get some from my schoolmates when they all begin school. There will be about forty scholars when they are all there; so I am waiting for an opportunity to try to collect more before sending in my list. I think we should all do all we can for our brave Texas hero who has done so much for our country and us. A little from each child in our noble state would not be missed the them, but would place a stone at the grave of one of the bravest and noblest men that ever lived in our state, that we should all be proud of. Just think, dear cousins, how much we have all spent foolishly for Christmas amusements, and then think, "Can I not give a little for so noble a gift as this memorial stone?" Mr. Big Hat, I want to begin with the new year and see how much I can improve my time with my studies in the year 1896. Cousins, the time is short after all until we will be men and women. Then our school days will be over and we will have to start out in the world to make our way the best we can. Then we can no longer look to our fathers and mothers for support and protection. So let us make a start now and resolve that we will do something and be something in the world. Then when we have passed away, as our brave Texas hero has long since done, we will not be forgotten, but will be remembered by our noble deeds. It is not those who attend school the most who get the best education, but those that set their minds on their studies most. Cousins, I learned my letters at home, and I have three sisters younger than myself that could read very well in the second reader before they ever went to school a day. We lived so far from a school that my mother taught us at home. I have but one brother and he is 5 years old and the baby of the family. He does not go to school yet. There is a fine season in the ground now. The farmers are plowing, and all seem cheerful and hopeful. There is a great deal more wheat sown here this year than common, as we have not so much rain in the fall and winter. The farmers talk of planting more cotton this year than last, and less corn, as they have so much corn left over. I think Dora Bennett's photo was real nice. She has my heartfelt sympathies. We that are not afflicted should feel so thankful; but it is a pleasure to know that she is happy and contented. Contentment is one of the greatest blessings of life. If we could all be contented with our surroundings and circumstances, how much better would we enjoy life, and there would be less crime among young men, for they would have no desire to leave home, the best place on earth, to go into the cities, where they are apt to forget their parents' advice and warnings and go into bad company, who will lead them into the gambling-house or saloon and tell them that it is no harm to take a drink or play a game. Boys, the first start for evil is like skating down hill; when we have started it will not take us long to get to the lowest classes of evil. But, again, if we start up hill and keep pulling, we will also get to the summit. So let us pull for the top of the hill, let it be ever so high.
HENRY D. PHILLIPS, Timpson, Shelby Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat: I am only a small boy and had never thought about writing to your department until I heard about the memorial stone for Gen. Houston. I decided to help the cousins all I could. I have collected several dollars, which I will send soon. I will buy a postoffice money order. Please tell me who to send it to and where to send it, to Galveston or Dallas? There must be a monument at the grave of Texas' greatest hero, if it is only a small one, erected by the children of the state. I will do all I can to help.
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LUCY ROBERTSON, Addran, Hood Co., Tex. -- Little Mr. Big Hat and cousins: Will you permit another little girl to join your happy band? I am 10 years old. I go to school and study history, spelling, arithmetic, geography and grammar. My teacher is very strict. He makes us answer "tardy" when we are late at school. I had to answer it once, but I am going to try not to have to answer it any more. This is my first letter to any paper. I will ask some questions: When I fall into the water what is the first thing I do? If you had but one uncle on your father's side what kin would his brother be to you?
BONNIE D. CHRISTIAN, Gonzales, Gonzales Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat and Cousins: I am a little girl 10 years old. I live in the country, six miles northeast of Gonzales. My father is a farmer. He raised 900 bushels of corn and seven bales of cotton last year. I am going to school. My studies are third reader, arithmetic, spelling and writing. I have a little chum, Kittie Cobb, whose father is very sick, and I am very sorry for her.
STELLA WOODS, Bells, Grayson Co., Tex. -- Good morning, Mr. Big Hat and cousins! This is my first letter to you, although I wrote once before, but did not send it. I am at my friend's house (Carrie Williams), and she is going to write. She has written three or four times. It is Sunday and we have just come from Sunday school. I am going to school now. I like my teacher. Maud Carson, I would like to correspond with you.
MARY DAVIS, Cleburne, Johnson Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat and cousins: I am a new writer to the Cozy Corner, but for some time past I have been a reader of the entertaining letters and I want to join the happy band. I am a little 8-year-old girl. I go to school every day. This is what I got Christmas: Two dolls, stove, doll chair, bed and bottle of cologne.
JOHNIE L. DAVIS, Waxahachie, Ellis Co., Tex. -- Little Mr. Big Hat and cousins: I have been so busy going to school since the last time I wrote to the cousins, that I didn't have time to write till now. I have had la grippe for the last four or five days, and I missed school, but I will start again Monday if nothing happens. I study geography, history, arithmetic, grammar, spelling, reading and physiology. I am in the fifth grade. Papa says if I go to school regularly I will be a school teacher when I am grown. I am sorry that Mr. Big Hat hurt his big toe. He must not kick the ball so hard next time. I am going to pick cotton next year and make enough money to buy me a bicycle and to get a suit of clothes and go and see my little sister and brother, and also try to make enough to buy me a shotgun and some school books for next year. Mr. Big Hat there are some bad boys in Waxahachie, but not as many as there were in Denison. One boy lived in Denison that I liked was Alonzo Gibbons.
JOHN M. COX, Nolanville, Bell Co., Tex. -- Mr. Big Hat and cousins: Will you allow one more 15-year-old school boy to enter your department? I study very hard at school, and at night, too. I think I will make a business man of myself. I wrote once before, and I did not see it in print, but I thought I would not give up. Tom Banks, I will answer one of your questions: Robert Fulton invented the first steamboat in the year 1807. Its name was Clermont.
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