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Our Letter Bag.
«ISS ANNIE Z., Bamberg, S. C., sends
us correct replies to several puzzles,
etc., and anew subscriber. She says :
I am satisfied that your paper is just
the thing for boys and girls, and I will
do all I can to aid you in getting sub-
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scribers.”
A good brother at Athens writes : “lam pleas
ed with your Boys and Giri.s Weekly, and ear
nestly pray that you may succeed. I received a
sample copy, which seems to me the very thing
for our youth.” Thank you, brother K.
James Parrish Peeler, Monticello, Fla., says :
“All the boys and girls that have seen your pa
per are delighted with it. I expect you will get
a great many subscribers from this part of the
country. I hope to get all the papers, so that. I
can have them bound into a book at the end of
the year. We all thank you for your kindness in
publishing a paper for our benefit. I will try to
get as many subscribers as I can, because I think
that it is the best paper for boys and girls that I
have ever seen. ’ ’ We trust that others will follow
James’ example, and save their numbers, so as
to have them bound at the close of the volume.
They will make a handsome book.
Alonzo S. E., Huntsville, Ala., sends us cor
rect replies to quite a number of puzzles, etc. He
also sends several charades, puzzles, etc., some of
which are accepted with thanks. Nos. 1 and 6
are defective. In No. 1 the second syllable of
the word is misspelled, while No. 6 does not ex
actly come up to the rule. We are under obliga
tions to him for his good opinion of our paper,
and shall always be glad to hear from him.
Miss Laura F., Blakely, Ga., sends us several
correct answers to puzzles, etc. She says she
likes the Weekly very much, and considers it
just the thing for boys and girls. So do we, and
are determined that it shall be worthy of their
patronage.
Here is a letter all the way from Texas. Mary
L. K., at Matagorda, writes : “ I am a little Tex
as girl, and know not much of other parts of our
country. I have heard that Macon is a beautiful
city; this my teacher told me. She is a Geor
gian, and used to go to the Female College at Ma
con, which she says is the oldest college for girls
in the world. When I receive your paper I will
show it to the girls and boys in town, and think
they will become subscribers too. I think
you must be a kind-hearted gentleman, to think
of giving so much pleasure to the young folks as
to publish a paper for them. lam sure they will
all be as much obliged to you as I am.” Thank
you, Miss Mary. We assure you that it gives us
quite as much pleasure to hold our weekly talks
with our little readers as it can possibly give
them. All we ask is, that our little friends will
constantly bear us in mind, and recommend us to
their friends. We must have that ten thousand
subscribers before the close of the present volume.
Mrs. Ford’s School.
The little readers of -our Weekly who read
Mrs. Ford’s beautiful story —“The Little Woman
in Green”—will be glad to learn that her school
at Rome, Ga., is likely to be well attended the
coming session. We know of no better school
for young ladies.
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BURKE’S WEEKLY.
“I’LL TRY.”
FAULT too common
among children is, to com
plain of their lessons —to
iIM whine and fret over them
kdffbT —giving a great deal of
Wop unnecessary trouble to their pa
rents, and often disturbing the quiet
of the whole family. They begin
TANARUS/ their task by saying :“ I never can
learn it.”
How can they with truth say this when
they have not tried? It is merely an
apology for' laziness. They don’t want
the trouble of applying their minds to
their lessons. It is a labor, and they
have no heart for anything but amuse
ment. When a child says, “ I cannot do
it,” does that child consider that this is a
confession of stupidity and weakness ?
Other children—hundreds, thousands of
them —have learned the same things.
Are you more stupid than they?
No ; this way of beginning to learn
lessons will never do. “1 never can is
almost sure to be followed by “ I never
will.” Bea brave boy, or a brave girl,
in your lessons, as in everything else.
Say : “What others have done, I can do ;”
“ I will master this lesson.” If this be
the spirit with which you take up your
book, you will master it.
Here is a picture of a little girl who
once had the habit of saying “ I never
can.” Her mother showed her how
wrong it was to indulge this habit. Lit
tle Mary told her mother she would not
say this any more, but would do her
best to learn the lessons which were.giv
en her.
On Saturday she had her lesson to
prepare for Sunday. Her mother
missed her a good while from the
house, and went into the garden, and
there was Mary, under the shade,
learning her catechism.
Her mother stood and watched her.
The birds were singing in the tree,
but Mary seemed not to hear them.
Her pet rabbit came and crept softly
into her lap, but all she said was:
“How, Tip, don’t you disturb me.”
After some time she said, for she
thought no one heard her : “ There, I
think I can say twenty answers from
the first without missing a word.”
Her success gave her encourage
ment; and although her heart was
troubled at time's when she took up
her books, she gradually overcame the
foolish habit of yielding to an indolent
spirit. She found an ample reward
for all her pains in the approbation of
her parents and teacher. As she grows
older, and learns how important to any
one is a good education, she will be the
more thankful that she has been able to
substitute a brave “I'll try,” for the old
complaint, “ I never can.”
“ I dess you fordot me.”
A certain minister had promised a lit
tle boy of his that he should accompany
him to church on the following Sabbath.
The little fellow, although not quite four
years old, was still old enough to remem
ber the promise. But when church time
came it happened that he was fast asleep,
and his parents went away leaving him
in bed. Some time after he awoke, and
calling to mind the promise given him, he
hurried down stairs only to find his fath
er and mother gone. Determined not to
be frustrated in this manner, he made his
way into the street, and crossing to where
the church stood, he entered the open
door. The minister at that moment was
commencing his sermon. Fixing his eyes
upon his father, the little fellow twaddled
up the aisle, in his night clothes, until di
rectly opposite the pulpit, when he halt
ed and looking up at him, called out: “I
dess you fordot me !”
Time, patience and industry are
the three grand masters ol the world —
they bring a man to the end of his de
sires; whereas an imprudent and turbu
lent murmur oftentimes turns him out of
the way to his proposed ends.
What is the difference between u
dispute settled and a column of figures
added up? One has been adjusted, and
the other just added.
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