Dear St. Nicholas: I have scarlet fever at present and cannot write this to you with my own hand. It has to be read to Mother through the sealed door of my room, and she writes it down and reads it over the telephone to my father's office, to his secretary.
You may be interested to know that this is the second time I have had scarlet fever at Christmas time. Last year like this year I was in quarantine, and Father carried my gifts up in a bag like a Santa Claus, and came up a ladder to the roof under my window; and all the family came, too, except the cook, who was afraid to climb the ladder. Several of our neighbours came too, to see me and my presents. I got many beautiful things, but I think I like you as well as any of them.
….of all the stories in St Nicholas, The Lost Prince is my favourite. I have liked all of Mrs. Burnett's stories ever since I first read Little Lord Fauntleroy. You keep me very happy until I have read you all through. I always gobble you up at my very first chance.
Your interested reader,
Louise van Loon (age 10)"
St Nicholas: an illustrated magazine for Young Folks 1915