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know that if our home goes
our lives go with it. Old
trees transplan[ted] seldom
ever live and so I believe
it is with us. my husband
works beyond his strength
and when I note the feeble
steps once so buoyant, &
the once bright eyes dim
with unshed tears my
heart fails one and in agony
I cry to God for help. our
debt of $1500 (fifteen hundred)
is due this spring and I
write to ask of your aid,
if in any way you can help
us and that we can, in
time repay you. Oh how
our prayers will ascend
to God in your behalf
that His choicest blessings
may be yours. I have never