_Lydia I. Boring._ Your Queer Story is within one of perfection. So you need not be cast down. Some have made a dozen mistakes. I guess you will be A No. 1 one on the next Queer Story. _Adella F. Coy._ Am glad you are pleased to think so kindly of your Pansy picture. I wonder if you have the picture of the Lord engraven on your heart and often look tenderly upon it through the eye of faith and love. Let’s never grow too old to delight in leading and blessing the little ones. You rejoice me in what you say of the badge. Many others say the same thing. If you will send me a corrected copy of the Queer Story I will examine it. _Helen S. Sloan._ See above about the Queer Story. You “Busy Bees” made $127. The hospital will think that sweet as honey. You must write D. Lothrop Company, Boston, Mass., about the “prizes.” They will explain. _Mary E. Simpson._ At your request, I hand your letter to R. M. Alden. I guess he will not throw it into the waste-basket. Charlie Compher lives in Leesburg, Va. He will be glad to get a letter from you. The country is a blessed place. Isn’t it queer that so many country boys and girls don’t think so, but are discontented and want to get to the city, feeling sure that the city will make them happy? Contentment, my dear Mary, is a precious possession. _Nannie Johnson._ You are eleven years old. Now if you live to be seven times that and each day “grow in grace,” what a beautiful old lady you will be. Of course you will outgrow “carelessness” the first month, and have plenty of time to pick up after mamma, instead of her doing it after you; and the “pony” and “parrot” and “dog” and “dear little baby sister,” and everybody else, I guess, will be glad. _K. G. Boring._ A capital account, yours, of your Fourth of July. I can almost see you at the parade, and I’m so glad you got home safely from the crowds and the tramp of horses and that your fingers are not blown off. Rockets and Roman candles seen from the house-top! Balloons, too! Happy child! But what will you say when you see the great Lord coming in the clouds? How rejoiced you will be if you are His at His coming. _May Cameron._ Let me commend you for finding so many mistakes in the Queer Story. I must see your work to determine its correctness. As to faults: Many are temper faults; many, disorder; many, teasing, answering back; “wait a minute;” biting nails, etc. Remember me to Mr. Doane. You seem to be a wide-awake Band of Hope, with your meetings, “Mizpah,” flowers, and care of the sick. To be busy for the Saviour is to be safe from Satan. _Charlie M. Ritter._ You are very kind to remember the organ. I wish I could say something to make everything green and beautiful about you. But your turn will come. Wait on the Lord, be of good courage. He hears the young raven when it cries. What a delightful time you must have had on Children’s Day.