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to place away down by the gate, on the righthand
side of the walk. The second they put back
of the house, where no one could see it from the
piazza. A third was set at the corner of the
wood-shed, another in the field back of the barn,
and the last one on the piazza itself.
"There," said grandfather, "now we have our
course laid out. The game is to start here, and
by batting a tennis-ball with the racket, see how
few strokes it will take to put the ball in all the
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on the piazza."
Everybody saw at once what the game was to
be, and they laughed to think how easy it was.
"But what are the rules?" asked Lewis.
"Well," said grandfather, "at first we will
have as few and as simple as we can.
"Each player will have his own tennis-ball
with some mark on it, so that he can tell it at
once; but all of us can use the same racket.
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Dear Presbyterian : I am a little girl five years
old, and have a little sister three years old named
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in the Child's Catechism and also know the
Beatitudes and the 23d Psalm. Little sister
knows twenty questions. My teacher is Miss Annie
Fulton Ilume, a lovely young lady. Our
superintendent is Mr. J. E. Neilson, and he is so
kind and good, and the children love him. My
father, Rev. J. Edmunds Brown, is pastor of the
Presbyterian church here. This is my first letter
and will surprise my father and mother.
Your little unknown friend,
Oxford, Miss. Frances Campbell Browne.
Dear Presbterian: I am a little girl going on
ten years old. I go to Sunday school every Sunday
that I can. I go to school also and mother
thinks I am learning very fast. I have three
brothers and no sisters. I hope my letter will
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.mi jiiiu jus way tu uxe wasie-uasKet, as tnis is my
first one and I want to surprise my auntie and
my uncle, who live in Laurens, South Carolina.
Your little friend,
Cartersville, Ga. Martha Akerman.
Dear Presbyterian: Will you let a seventeen
year old girl in your charming corner? I read
the children's letters and think they are real
fine. I have one pet cow; her name is Pet. She
comes to the door.' She will eat bread out of my
hand; she will follow me like my little dog. I
do not take the Presbyterian, but my near neighbor
takes it, and I think it is real fine. There
are eight in our family; all arc married but myself
and my brother. We are very fond of each ,
other, and his name is Willie. My birthday is
the first of May. I want some of you all to send
me some cards and letters on my birthday, and
I will be glad to exchange with any of you. I
will close, as this is my first one; hoping to see
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From your friend,
Andersonville, N. C. Dora Lingerfelt.
R. F. D. No. 1.
Dear Presbyterian : I have not seen any letters
from Charleston, W. Va. I go to Bream Memorial
Presbyterian church in the morning and
Sunday school in the afternoon. Last Sunday
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ivtuiy uay and we had one thousand one
hundred and thirty-three. Mr. C. F. Myers is
our pastor. I have a little brother who is nearly
two years old and is very sweet. I am six years
old and like to go to school.
A little girl from West Virginia,
Charleston, W. Va. Evelyn Cablish.
PRESBYTERIAN OF THE SI
"We will all start from the same place, at the
same time, and go over the course together. Each
shall have but one stronke, and then shall pass
the racket to the next player.
"When all have played one stroke, we will
march forward to the balls, and the first player
shall make his second stroke, standing on the
spot where his ball lies. Then the others shall
play in turn, in the same way, each standing just
exactly where his ball lies.
'' A ball, to count as pocketed, must stay in the
basket, and not bound out.
"The one who shall put his ball in the last
basket with the fewest number of strokes shall
be counted the winner."
These are the rules as grandfather made them
up that first day. They have never changed, except
that when there are tennis-rackets enough
to go around, each player has one.
The name, "T. G. B. B.," is made up of the
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Dear Presbyterian: I am a little girl almost
thirteen years old. I go to Sunday school most
every sunday. Our pastor's name is Rev. D. "W.
Hollingsworth. I came from South America and
I am staying with my grandfather in Newbern.
I have two brothers and one sister. One of my
brothers, John, is here too. I hope my letter
will not reach the awful waste-basket, as I want
to surprise grandpa. Love to the Presbyterian,
Newbern, Ala. Grace Morrisette Camara.
I am a little boy seven years old. My father
takes your good paper and I like to read the
children's letters. I have five sisters and one
brother and he is dead. Papa has got a good
gentle mule that I ride and he thinks is better
for me than a pony. Wishing the Presbyterian
a joyful Easter, I am,
Your litle unknown friend,
Yorkville, S. C. Rufus Carl Currence.
Dear Presbyterian: I am a little girl twelve
years old. I have been going to school all winter.
Our school was out Wednesday. I am in
the fifth grade. I had to walk a mile to school
every day. I am a cripple; I have to go on
crutches. I go to Sunday school every Sunday
I can. My Sunday school teacher's name is Mr.
Howard Williamson. We have Sunday school
at our house. My papa is superintendent. I
will close by asking a question: How old was
Christ when he was crucified?
I am your little unknown friend,
Lancaster, S. C. Flonnie Leoniah Snipes.
uear l'resbyterian: As I never see a letter
from this place, I will write one. Daddy and
grandpa both take your good paper and I enjoy
reading the letters so much. I'm a little girl
eight years old. I have no brothers or sisters.
I go to school every day. My teacher's name is
Mrs. Carrie Pace. I am taking music and like
to practice. I go to Tinkling Spring church to
Sunday school. Mrs. Mattie Gilkerson is my
teacher. Mr. J. Oscar Mann is our pastor, and
we all love him very much. We are going to
have Presbytery at our church this spring. I
have recited the little Catechism. I will answer
Mary Douglass Walker's question : What was the
first thing Noah sent out from the Ark? It was
a dove. I will ask a question: How many miracles
did Jesus perform on Sunday? I would love
to see my letteh is your paper, if you will be so
kind. I want to surprise my grandpa.
I am your little friend,
Fishersville, Va. Janice Eloise Baylor.
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first letters of tennis, golf and basket-ball, because
the game lias in it a little of each.
The family had much fun playing it that summer
and fall, and have enjoyed it in other years
since. No one is too old to play it, and nobody
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changing the number of peach-baskets, and putting
them in different places.?E. W. Frentz, in
Youth's Companion.
BAD HABIT-DOM.
In Bad-Habit Land there lives a very ugly
and terrible giant. He is king, and all the people
do his bidding, day and night. He never
pays them with anything but tears and trouble,
and he is so strong that they can never get
away from him. It is his wicked delight to
steal little people; so look out, boys and girls,
for the roads of "I-don't-want-to-mind" and
''I-will-have-my-own-way'' jleads straight to
his castle.
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Dear Presbyterian: I am twelve years old. I
have three little brothers. I will answer a question:
How old was Jesus when he was crucified!
He was thirty-three. I will close by asking one
question: What two men were taken to heaven
alive? Your unknown friend,
Rome, Ga. Hugh Cothran.
Dear Presbyterian: I am a little girl nine
years old. I go to Sunday school and school.
My Sunday school teacher is Mrs. Anna M. Kyle.
My school teacher is Miss Katy Bear. I have
no brothers or sisters. I have one pet, and that
is a little dog. Our pastor is Mr. S. C. Akers.
I like him fine. I will close by asking a question:
"Which is the shortest verse in the Bible?
As this is my first letter, I hope to see it in print.
Your little friend,
Fairfield, Va. Mary V. Flippo.
Dear Presbyterian: I like to read the letters
from the children. I will try to tell you where
I live. We live in the mountains in the southern
part of Taylor county, eight miles east of Ovalo.
We cannot see the sun rise; the mountains lie
north, east and south of our house; one cannot
see far in those sections, but to the north, west
and southwest we have a pretty view out across
the fields of grain among the trees. The fields
are getting green and the timber is budding out.
It is about ten miles across the valley to the next
range of mountains. In ths valley is situated the
towns of Ovalo, our post-office, and town, and
Luscola. We can see all of them. There are lots
of pretty and curious rocks and birds and wild
flowers in the mountains to look at. What did
the Indians use flint rocks for? There are lots
of them here. Our fruit is not all killed, although
it was in bloom and covered with ice for
about 48 hours, but lots of the trees died from
the long hot dry summer last year. The church
house is just a little west of our house. It is a
Methodist hou-se and is called Jim Ned church.
There is a man close here who has a big herd of
goats; they look pretty in the sunshine with their
long white wool. I am 7 years old; I have three
brothers, two older, one younger than I am. I
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squirrels and rabbits to hunt here. Our flowers
will soon be in bloom; there are lots of wild
flowers in bloom now. I like to live in the country
better than in town. There are little oak
trees here; they are green all winter. There are
several other kinds of oak trees here. Who fed
the angel under the oak tree!
Ovala, Texas. Roy Atlas Vernon.