My Life and Times, or An Old Man's Memories

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In my young days I spent many a pleasant hour at a farmhouse named “New Laithe,” about a mile beyond Loveclough, there lived the family of Hudson, generations of which had been in the forefront of everything musical in the surrounding districts. It was occupied by a man named George Hudson, he it was who brought milk down into Crawshawbooth, (previously mentioned 1836 to 1840). The house was a musical depot, as well as a Calvanistic [sic] hot-bed. He was a great lover of music, and had various kinds of musical instruments. There I could hear two pianos played at the same time, also one or two violins. Those were grand times. I was truly pleased to hear the son George playing the piano on one side of the house and sister Esther playing one on the opposite side. I have never walked the highway since those days without looking across at the old place, but alas all their voices and instruments are silent, and gone to join the majority, most of them lie at rest in the little graveyard at Goodshawfold.

excerpt from 'My Life and Times, or An Old Man's Memories' pp. 23 (180 words)

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