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44 Juvenile Letters.

I was so well entertained with the history of your southern tour, that I could hardly forgive you for discontinuing it. Letters, which relate to the geography and history of our own country, are peculiarly interesting to those who are attending to these subjects. I do not go to any school; but I have been studying geography ever since I have been here; and my brother has recommended Miss Adams' History of New-England, as very proper for me, after I am a year or two older.

I know not how to compensate you for the information and entertainment you have already afforded me; yet I must still solicit your favours. And if you should accompany your papa in his journey to the northward, as he hinted to my brother, pray do as you did before; only be a little more prolix. 

In a circle of ladies, a few evenings since, when the conversation turned upon the subject of books suitable to be put into the hands of children, I was so struck with the observations of a respectable mother of a large family, that I wrote down, the next morning; and now copy them for your perusal. 

" We all wish," said he, "that our young 
" folks should love reading; and the fondness
" for books is a mark of sense, and may be con-
" ducive to improvement. But how few books
" are fit for the perusal of the very persons for
" whom they are designed! Even of the few
" people, whose sentiments one would be will-
" ing they should imbibe, who will be at the 
" pains to print? Those who have no children
" of their own, either do not concern them-
" selves about their principles and conduct, or 
" have no knowledge of the avenues to their
" little hearts. They know not how very sim-
" ple a tale ought to be; how very plain and
" short a moral; nor indeed are aware of the 
" importance of supplying children with food
" for their curiosity, which will not vitiate
" their minds. And the married have but lit-
" tle leisure to make books."

Adieu.

CAROLINE COURTLAND.

Miss Sophronia Bellmont. 

LETTER