The Waterbury Democrat., 1931-12-14

D.,r Man in the Tower: Here am again. Perhaps you have forgotten Being of the unemployed thot may De oud i won bandatho heard that too uphonous quota on about offered service etc. Having worked steadily myself RUSH TO-DAY job for twelve appreciate how very muh chained you feel times Of course you may not put 1T not you indeed bird Am not optimistic enough the present time n expect position and indeed would hate to accept one at very wage that but makes harder for those uek enough work where they earn every than they receive Don't know? Ask and e Could tell you of dirty deals worth while dependable people nave oeen oreed to endure and ignore the being But get started on line would really need to mount soap oox ana no good of that Sometimes feel as just had 10 ma way to the suffering and right the many situations now prevailing in the business world But what to oo What do? In the meantime for pasme and practice would h ,o have some real work to something does until my rented typewriter shortly has to it's fold Now my friend please don't think am of interfering naure-no ~ vo u bavp nrodiqiou amount paper wade through and censor every day. would out little helper (weigh only 4O pound should appreciate very much here nothing than just copying articles Tor 'ne waste basket and think feelings said typewriter must suffer rom am not frugal by but hate like the deuce to waste me especially my Perhaps familiar with the tu verse; Lost yesterday somewhere between and sunset Two Golden Hours Each set with sixty diamond minutes.
 No reward s offered for they gone forever But why pick on you you ask know of else to whom the public its queries and problems Besides you are not reay helpless as you always scrap mail after glance dsntef esed person help than friends who are trying to do all in power thrash You appear to De sort o Waterbury Life Adjustment Center all by yourself Have often ho' it just too you writing for yndeateno to oee your worthy Dybu Gilbert Swans articles don't sound so not to me and I'll bet the days pay coming that could  interfering person, says you?
 This may lot like Blarncy
 Coming straight from old Killarney
 But you needn't that notion
 I've really crossed the Ocean
 On the wild. high midnight
 in the midst of squal.
 guess 1 was holy fright
 The could do nothing all
 To quel rumpus did raise
 screamed for nights and roard for days
 Then they gave a and a notebook too
 ceased to yell and began to
 Yet the years have flown and m getting old And nary job did l ever hold
 That called for a single home made tho,
 had time or 1 would have sought
 An outlet for my pent-up mind
 You'd guess l was that kind
 And so dear 'Ed'. I'll start you
 If you turn down what do!
 I'll write some nor stuff just bad
 It wont hurt you and may make me glad
 For tiny while so can forget
 haven't a single prospect yet
 My poor machine begins to bak-
 It never before had heard such talk
 So I'll put the old thing right away.
 And let it rest till other day. Vsrv trulv vours"ANON" PS-Don be afraid going tc write you every day because You probably won't hea from mo again for another yearuness bring on yourself Maybe can Snappy Stories My friends tell me that m lack experience along those lines eounterbanesd by wvd m sginsion Whoa
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