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Feb. 5, 1900
AAJ
Agnes A. Jalufka
Moravia, Tex. |
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Unsigned Message
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No line within this book intrude
Unless tis as white snowy flake;
Each sentence sancitifed by truth,
Will cherished be for Friendship sake. |
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Mary Vyvial |
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Dear Friend,
To Miss Agnes J.,
Did you ever seen a bird
Sitten on the tree sing a
Sweet song Think of me long
Think of me ever
Think of the fun we have had together
Your Affectionate Friend,
January 8th., 1901 |
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Mary Berger |
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Miss Agnes, Moravia
January 29th, 19001
Two black eyes as the kitten
Eyes that always glow
And she spie the little
mousie Running to and fro
Affectionately Yours, |
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Annie Hollub, Victoria County, Texas |
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Dear Agnes,
Though sad am I and
up a tree
A Christmas gay I'm
wishing thee |
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Julie M. G. Jalufka |
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Moravia, Texas, Feb. 6., 1900
Kind Sister,
The bright black eye, the melting blue--
I cannot choose between the two.
But that is dearest, all the while,
Which wears for us the sweetest smile.
Your Sister |
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Note from "A. R." |
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To My Friend:
Write here indeed I have no
time Besides I don't know
how to rhyme. Why there!
I've done it But keep dark:
I just won't sign it
Here is my mark A. R. |
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Frances Jalufka |
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Dear Sister
When you are sitting all alone;
Reflecting on the past,
Remember that you have a Sister
That will for ever last.
Your Sister,
Feb. 6, 1900 |
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Lena Kohler |
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To Miss Agnes
Do all the good you can,
In all the ways you can,
To all the people you can,
Just as long as you can.
Moravia, Tex., Feb. 22, 1900 |
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Adolph Berger |
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Miss Agnes A. Jalufka
Be the matter whit it may,
Always speak the truth.
If at work or if at play,
Always speak the truth.
Most Sincerely Yours,
Moravia, Tex., Jan. 29th, 1901 |
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Lillie K. Gallia |
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Miss Agnes:
The glad should be remembered
The sad should be forgot.
Your friend,
Moravia, Tex., Feb. 19, 1900. |
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A. Kohler |
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Esteemed Friend,
Life's sweet joy is this
This love, that all surpasses
The only cloud love brings us
Its only bitter pain
That leaves the heart a desert
Is when we love in vain,
Your Friend,
Note under Moon on Page: "My sweetheart, the girl in the moon." |
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Josie Rektorik |
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When rocks and hills divide us,
and your no more I see,
Just take a pen and paper,
and write a line to me,
Forever Your True Friend,
Moravia, Tex., Feb.20th., 1900 |
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Francis Stolhub |
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My Dear Cousin Agnes,
May truth guide mercy forgiven
at the end and love accompany you always.
Victoria, Tex. |
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Frances Rektorik |
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Within this book, so
pure and white, let none
but friends presume to write; and,
many each with friendship given,
direct the reader's thoughts to heaven.
Your True Friend, |
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Josie |
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Miss Agnes,
May you always be happy, and live at your ease
Get a kind husband, and do as you please.
Long may you live, happy may you be,
When you get married come and see me.
Your friend,
Feb. 26, 1901,
Moravia, Tex. |
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Justine Gallia |
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When you get old and cannot see,
Put on your spects and think of me.
Your kind friend,
Moravia, Tex.
Feb. 19, 1900 |
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Clara E. B. Kainer |
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To Miss Agnes;
Some write for pleasure,
some write for fame,
but I write simply to
sign my name.
Your friend.
Moravia, Tex., Feb 21, 1900 |
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Fr. Kubala |
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Miss Agnes:
In treading the rugged path of life,
May your joys be many and
your sorrows few.
And may you be free from worldly strife,--
These are the wishes I have for you.
Your Friend,
Feb. 15th, 1900 |
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Annie J. Kohler |
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To Miss Agnes
Remember me when far --way
And only half awake
Remember me on Your Wedding Day...
And send me a piece of cake
Remember your friend
Feb. 23, 1900 |
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Annie Holub |
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To Cousin Agnes,
My album's open! come and see!
What! won't you write a line
for me? Write but a thought--a
word or two, That memory may
revert to you.
Yours true cousin |
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John Rektorik |
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Dear Friend,
(To My Sweet)
When the name that I
write here is dim on the page
And the leaves of your album are yellow with age.
Still think of me kindly, and do not forget,
That wherever I am I remember you yet.
I write these simple lines for thee.
Whee'er you see them think of me.
Your friend,
Additional note: Flowers of friendship never fade.
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Mary Rektorik |
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Is it vain in Life's wide sea, to ask you to
remember me? And undoubtedly it is my lot,
just to --- and then forgot.
Your friend,
Moravia, Tex, 20th. Feb., 1900 |
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Louis Rektorik |
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Friend
I thought, I thought
I thought in vain at last
I thought I would write my name.
Your friend,
Moravia,
19th Feb. 1900 |
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J. J. Rektorik |
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Feb. 19th, 1901
From the sad years of life
We sometimes do shore hours yea,
minutes strike.
Keen blissful brighte never to be forgotten
Which through the dreary gloom of time exhast (?),
Shine like fair sunny spots on a wild waste,
Ever sincerely yours,
Additional note: May thy life happy be
Is my wish for thee. |
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Ida Kohler |
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To Miss Agnes
Last in Your Album
And last in your thought
Last to be remember
First to be forgot
Your friend,
Feb. 23, 1900 |
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Lena Kohler |
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To Miss Agnes
Do all the good you can,
In all the ways you can,
To all the people you can,
Just as long as you can.
Moravia, Tex., Feb. 22, 1900 |
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Adolph Berger |
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Miss Agnes A. Jalufka
Be the matter what it may,
always speak the truth.
If at work or if at play,
Always speak the truth.
Most sincerely yours,
Moravia, Tex., Janu 29th, 1901 |
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Chas. Michna |
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Dear Cousin Agnes,
May your life be long and happy.
May joy and pleasure be your lot.
As through this world you trot trot trot.
What you do do wit your might,
Love no man not ever your brothers
if girls must love, love one another.
Not like the rose may our friendship wither
But like the evergreen live forever,
Yours Truly,
Your Cousin |
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J. T. Koehler |
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to Miss Agnes
Trust your mother confide in her
Take her advice for she is wise in
her counseling which is the wisdom
of love
Your Friend, |
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Julia Vyvial |
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Jan. 9th., 1901
I love coffee I love
tea I love you and
you love me.
Sweet forget me not. |
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Stella Blahuta |
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Think of me when you are happy
Keep for me one little spot
In the depths of your affection
Plant a sweet for-get me not.
Your loving friend, |
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Annie Rektorik |
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To Miss Agnes!
Some people can be
very funny; I never
could be so, So I will
just inscribe my name
It is the funniest thing
I know.
Your friend, |
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