_Alice L. Snow._ Send a copy of your Queer Story for examination. You did capitally on the geographical puzzle. “A Christian since eleven years of age.” So glad I am of this. I trust the Saviour is glad, too. Is it your constant aim to make Him glad? MYRTIE A. B. Your Queer Story almost, not quite, correct. Don’t be discouraged. The effort has done you great good, making you a better speller. And you don’t have to go “three miles” to the Queer Story school. You must teach your puss better manners when you are working at your lessons. _Mamie Fuller._ You must keep some of the writing you do now while you are six years old, and put it by the side of what you do when you are sixty. I guess you will see great progress. And I hope you will come very near the Lord Jesus in that time. _C. R. Richmond._ A picnic in a beautiful grove; five hundred present; a brass band; oranges, ice-cream, lemonade; talks by Revs. King and Adams; a bountiful dinner following, etc., etc. It seems as though Master Colin and his companions must have gone home with sunny hearts and faces, and in love with the S. S. Did you? _Minnie Locket._ When a dear little Pansy writes as well as ever he or she can, they need not ask me to excuse their penmanship or anything else about the writing. All I care to know is that they do their very best. No one can do more, and so there is no room for an excuse. Do your best, Minnie, every time, and you will not be ashamed. _Jessie P. Davis._ Whenever your PANSIES fail to come, write to D. Lothrop Co., 32 Franklin Street, Boston, Mass. Do not think that any Pansy can be so small as not to be missed. The baby is the smallest body in the house. Don’t you think it would be missed? _H. C. Withey._ The monkey game you send must be very funny, but its length and the difficulty of “doing” it here will explain why it does not appear in the PANSY. Perhaps you will try again, and send something very short and easily played. The Pansies will be interested in anything of that sort from Africa. _Lolo Keeling._ Don’t despair whatever may come. Carry your failures to Jesus. Try again. Triumph will come. _M. Nellie Lindsey._ Thank you for remembering to write to me many times, even if you did “forget to send them off.” And what in the August magazine pleased you so much besides that letter? _Fannie W. Ambler._ Let me commend you for plain writing. The Queer Story is well done, though with some mistakes. Try again, my dear. _M. Lillie Read._ Your Queer Story is much like Fannie’s, almost, but not quite, right. Never mind; there’s another for you. Don’t be afraid of it. Don’t be cast down over any failure, but up and at it again. Train the baby to be a true Pansy. I’m so glad you make any progress.