excerpt from 'The Twenty-three years, or the late way of life' pp. 140-141 (102 words)
excerpt from 'The Twenty-three years, or the late way of life' pp. 140-141 (102 words)
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As with all other things in life, ones [sic]schooldays have to end at some time, and mine ended when “Sir” gave the order: “Class Dismiss” that afternoon in August 1921. […] The ensuing week was Hunslet Feast week when (in keeping with most other towns and cities) all the local works shut down for their annual weeks [sic]holiday [.] […] These big local fairs with their steam engines, blaring organs, steamwhistles, smoke and dust, are now a dying attraction, and the big traction engines hauling their wagons and providing both electric current and light, are now only to be seen at rallies and museums. |
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