Volume: CBÉ 0485 (Part 2)
- Date
- 1938
- Collector
- Location
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- (continued from previous page)'Tis often I thought my eyes were melted in my head with the smoke and bad light, and now, at the age of seventy eight years I can, without glasses put thread through the eye of a fine needle and knit stockings.
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