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The TALENT NEWS is published the/
1st. and 15th. of each month.
EDWARD ROBISON,
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KATIE REPLIES TO W.
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----- , Oregon, Dec. 10 ’9 ’.
SUBSCRIPTION RATES.
To W. B. A.,
25 cents,
One year. . . .
Dear Sir:
J of a dollar,
Six months. .
I like « vour let •
Three num ths
Two bits.
ter. It has about the right ring. Accord-
Entered at the Talent Post Oilice as second •ng L? your description of yourself y« u
class mail matter.
must be good looking. Chui you love to
work and don’t use tobacco * whisker • nor
WHAT WAS IIIS CREED?
play cards. You say you have a h r>e
that is worth his weight in gold. Worth
His charity was like the snow
1000 pounds or over of solid gold!!
Soft, white and silent in its fall,
Beats a gold mine. It nearly takes
Not like the noisy winds that blow
my breath away to think alsiut it. But
From shivering trees the leave* -a pall let mo pray you to sell him right «¡nick.
For Hower and weed
He may be stolen or get the d:Ytcmj • i
Drooping below.
and die, ami oh, what a loss! Sell him
“W hat was his creed?”
if you can’t get more than even half 1 is
The poor may know.
weight in gold. You will be rich.
Indeed your initials may me in s. n.<
He had grea.t faith in loaves of bread
thing W. B. A., Win. B. Astor. Sec?
For hungry people, young and < id;
Sell that horse and put the money in
Hope he inspired; kind words In1 said
Imbank. Then write me at once ami
To those he sheltered from the cold. its likely I’ll look no further.
I’ll he in
terrible suspense till 1 hear from you.
For we should feed
As well ns pray.
Yours Ilopingly
“What was his creed?”
Katie Did«I.
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I cannot say.
, Oregon I h c, II ’9:;
To W, W. ,
In words he did not put bis trust,
Dear Sir:
His faith in words he never writ;
Yours 11 ats al I
He loved to share his cup end crust
the letters I ever saw. It can t he that
With all mankind who needed it.
you ever went to school much. But it
In time of need
interesting after all ami go< d “ho-
A irieml was he. -
sence” too. Really, what one
on»* ’cam.'
vaia. at
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school
doesn
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count
much
in
these
liar
“What was his creed?’’
times anyway. You’re right rl<v.t |«
He told not me.
etrv. I nevi i . new a vci <* writer i1 at .
mount» d to much. But *:».int you a sh< rt
He pat his trust in heaven, and he
fellow!
W hy. vou must be an l.-oiji
Worked well with hand and h( ad,
mau. Weil, that\ nothing against j ■
for 1 like short folks. Beimr sin rt < <ma -
And work he g ive to charity
Sweetened his sleep and daily bread. awfui handv * on a f u ni. T ike it all in
all 1 like ¿our letter fir. tri te.
But Ln.
Let UH take heed,
awful particular ami won't mak< up m\
For life is brief.
mind right now. 1 mint hear from oi ••
“What was his creed?
or two others lit t. Yt-n may write agaii
and send yon- pin t .graph
What his relief?”
Verv K<sp<ctf'illv,
A non.
* Katie Didd
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