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- (continued from previous page)like a sister of my wife and she sat into the cart. From that day out he never took a sup of drink. When he went to a fair he came home early and became very quiet. After a while she told him all she had done.Transcribed by a member of our volunteer transcription project.
- Some years ago one Little Christmas night a young man was coming home at about 11 o'clock. He took a short journey home through the fields. It was a beautiful moon-light night. He had to come through four fields and when he entered the first field he heard a whistle quite close to his ear.
He thought it was someone who knew him that was calling him, and he(continues on next page)Transcribed by a member of our volunteer transcription project.
- Kathleen Connell
- John Connell