Chapter M: I. Watrous

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TROY, NEW YORK.

I am a little girl nine years old, and take YOUNG PEOPLE, and I
watch for it every week. I have three pets--two cats and one
squirrel. The cats are twins; one is named Girofle, and the other
Girofla. They were born on Palm-Sunday, and are nearly three years
old. They are so much alike that you can not tell them apart. My
squirrel's name is Prince.

GRACE MACLEOD.

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WAYNE, ILLINOIS.

I am a boy ten years old, and I have a cat older than myself. Its
name is Noah. One day last summer it caught a rat in the yard as
big as a half-grown kitten. The rat squealed so loud that a large
Newfoundland dog at the store across the street heard it, and came
running over to see what was the matter. The dog scared old Noah so
much that it let the rat go, and ran under the shed. I think that
dog better mind his own affairs hereafter, and let my old Noah
catch rats.

ALLE TRULL.

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SCOTTSVILLE, NEW YORK.

I am nine years old, and I go to school nearly every day. All the
pet I have now is a white kitten. I did have an oriole, which was
caught when very young. We put it in a cage and hung it in the
cherry-tree, and its mother came and fed it every day until it was
time for the birds to go to a warmer climate. It used to be very
fond of bread and milk.

MARY L. MACVEAN.

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Maggie M. M. has a big Newfoundland dog, just her own age, nine years, which is her faithful friend.

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Belle Metzgar, Jessie Edna, C. F. Cooper, Harry B., and Charles Bentley all send pretty accounts of domestic pets, which we would be glad to print if there was space to spare.

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