Talent news. (Talent, Or.) 1892-1894, June 15, 1894, Image 1

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    The TALENT NEWS is published the
lit. and 15th. of each month.
EDWARD ROBISON,
E ditor .
SUBSCRIPTION RATES.
25 cents,
One year....
4 of a dollar,
Six months...
Two bits.
Three months
Entered ut the Talent Post Office as second
class mail matter.
THEY’VE HUNG BILL JONES.
They’ve hung Bill Jones to the sycamore
tree,
An’ his wife an’ his mother ie a weep-
•
in’;
An’ his children come from the house
to 6ee,
An’ the col’ wind’s a-wailin’ an’ a-
creepin’l
O the col’ wind’s a-wailin’ an’ a-crcep-
in’,
An’ the wife and the mother is a-
weepin’;
An’ the children’s there
Fer to stand an’ stare,
An the col’ wind a-wailin’ and a-
creepin’!
They’ve hung Bill Jones fer a crime o’
his,
I
An’ bis wife an’ his mother is a-dyin
An’ his children’s took where the or­
phans is -
An’ the col’ wind a-creepin* an* a-
,
sighin’!
HER SLEEVES.
By threes and fours the ladies walked
The streets when lightly dressed,
But with the new style jackets they
Can go but two abreast.
—Kansas Citv Journal.
9
She laughed in her sleeve,
With intent to deceive,
But the gown she was wearing that day
Had sleeves of such size
That to her surprise
They gave the dear damsel away.
—Detroit Free Press.
*
When Mary Hannah’s dress was done
Toe neigld>ors all came in to see,
And gazed and “my’d” and “oh’d’’and
‘‘ah <!,’’
Till she was proud as proud could
be,
The day was mild and the sun shone
bright,
So. yielding to the neighbors’ talk
She thought to put the garment on
And go out for a little walk,
The stunning gown was donned, and
then
She cried for half a day or more
The sleeves, alas were made so wide
She couldn’t get them through the
door!
— 1 ndianapolis Journal.
P*.
AJA A o A A A’AA'A A ’ *
DEALER IN
CENTRAL POINT
O the col’ wind’s a-creepin* an’ a-sigh-
* * , .
in
FLOUR AND FEED.
An’ the wife an’ the mother is a-dy­
in’;
TALENT,
OKEGoX
An’ his children's way
Where the orphans atay
An’ the col’ wind a-errepin’ an’ a-
sighin’!
—F. L. S., in Atlanta Constitution.