We like the “Letter-box” very much, and enjoy the letters from Europe. My sister and I have crossed the Atlantic six times. Last winter we spent in Germany studying. I liked the stories of “Art and Artists” and “From Bach to Wagner” very much. Hoping my letter is not too long, and that you will find a corner for it in the “Letter-box,” as it is my first, Very truly yours, CORALIE L. G. * * * * * MONTVALE SPRINGS, BLOUNT CO., E. TENN. DEAR ST. NICHOLAS: I have heard people say that no one is perfect, but I guess they did not know you, for the only fault that any one could possibly find with you is that you don’t come often enough. You were so much company to me all last winter! For I live at a summer resort, and the children all go away in the fall, and there is no school near, and my sister and I have to be taught by a governess. I forgot to be lonesome while you were telling me such nice stories. I am ten years old. I hope you will live to be a thousand years old, and make every boy and girl that gets acquainted with you as happy as you make me. Good-bye, dear, good friend. Yours forever, FRANK J. E. * * * * * DUBLIN, IRELAND. DEAR ST. NICHOLAS: I wonder if you ever had a letter from Ireland. I have an uncle in America who sends you to me; we all like you very much. The story of “Little Lord Fauntleroy” is so nice. I have one sister and one brother; also a cousin who lives with us. I do hope this will be printed, as this is my first letter to a magazine. I remain, your constant reader, FLORENCE E. * * * * * SPRING HILL, TENN. DEAR ST. NICHOLAS: I am a little Tennessee girl, and I live in Maury Co. Mother gave you to me last year for a Christmas present. Papa took you for me this year; and I think that “Little Lord Fauntleroy” is the best thing of all. My little brother is four years old; he likes the Brownies best. He calls one of our Jersey calves “Dhonabar,” after a horse told about in ST. NICHOLAS. I have a beautiful little brown pony. His name is Bun. I am eight years old. Your little friend, IRENE M. C. * * * * *