Atlanta tri-weekly journal. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1920-19??, 1923-04-05

Bishopville, S. c., Jan. 81.
Dear Aunt Julia: It's a gray day
outside, but your letter box was just
as bright and cheerful as ever. 1t
was like dancing fire on a cold
evening, only, unlike most hearth
stones, it was open to any who chose
to enjoy it. For a long time, now,
I've been reading those letters, and
most of them suggest roSy-cheeked
girls, and strong, healthy boys, who
love their country homes and who
are interested in only the cleanest
and most wholesome pursuits. I'd
like to know these cousinS-to make
friends with them. They are real
Americans! So I'm asking that they
write to me. It's impossible to de-
scribe ones self satisfactorily. You
see there is always the possibility
of OVERRIDING it, or, the other equal
Ily bad extreme. [ will let you use
Sherlock's method of deduction and
just imagine how I look. I'll an
sWer all letters received and will
gladly exchange views with you on
any of your pet hobbies. Please
give me the opportunity to say:
DAY by day in every way I'm get
ting letters and letters"
Sincerely,
MARY A. BOWLES.
Bishopville, S. c.
Dear Aunt Julia and Cousins: I
enjoy your corner so much L decid-
ed to drop in and chat awhile.
l don't think anyone from our
place has ever written to you, so
I'll describe our little village
South Creek is a small village
situated near the mouth of Pamlico
river. We have a beautiful view
Of the river, and I enjoy watching
the ducks, geese and swan feeding
on the shores in winter, and the
fish hawks and other birds in sum-
mer. We have a great many sea
gulls here. It's interesting to
watch them. They'll fly for hours
and hours around the boats waiting
patiently for the bits of bread and
other SCRAPS to be thrown over
board. They seem tireless, and I've
often wondered at their endurance.
They are a nuisance to hunters, for
often they fly down and carry
away or eat their game.
I once heard a hunter tell about
the gulIs eating the meat of a
duck, and leaving his bones and
Shl1 IlOdClHS. l. IIduS HE lnII1h
of the story Of "Hiawatha," and the
King of all Fish. When the large
fish swallowed Hiawatha the gulls
very kindly pecked a hole in the
fish's side and released him.
I am twelve years old. I am TAX
ing seventh grade work this year.
Our school building is situated be-
tween three villages, and we have
quite a number enrolled. Well, I
can't tell you cousins all I'd like to
because space isn't allowed for long
Winded writer's, but I'd like to hear
from some Of the cousins.
Cordially,
(MISS) PEARL OVERTON.
South Creek, N. C.
Dear Aunt Julia and All: Will
you admit an Arkansas girl into
your jolly circle? Thanks awfully.
It's SO nice to be in your midst. For
truly day by day in every way
the letters are growing better and
BETTER and our editor getting
kinder and kinder"
Cousins, did you note the space al.
lotted to us in February issue?
It's great, isn't it? I've never been
with you before, but feel sure you
will welcome me, as I'm from way
off in Arkansas. I've never seen any
letters from our section. Can it be
we're not as gifted writers as the
other cousins?
Aunt Julia asked us to cypress
our ideas about what would be
suitable subject for the contest. The
world is so full Of a number of
things, I'm sure there will be scores
of Interesting things suggested. I've
not been a reader very long, SO
don't feel capable of suggesting
subject, as I've never read any of