The children had a valentine party, the very nicest party,--they

all declared, that they had ever been to in their lives. All the

cousins in the neighborhood--and there were a lot of them--were


What fun they had opening their valentines, which a "really"

postman brought with his gray uniform and his whistle and his

great leather pack.

"Dear me," he said, pretending to groan, as he handed the

missives, "if you had a party every day here I think I should

be completey worn out!" But his eyes twinkled merrily.

Such shouts and exclamations as the valentines were opened and

read! And such fun looking at everybody else's. Here are two,

Bessie's and Fred's:--

I'm for the boy

Who can stand on his head,

And who NEVER likes

To go to bed.

If there's more than one of them,--

I'm for FRED!

I bring a kiss

From far away;

It's travelled many

Miles to-day.

Take it, my dear,

And send one back

To your old, loving

Uncle Jack.

Don't you think that the children OUGHT to have had a good time

if all received as dear little valentines as these?

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