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Reminiscences Of Farm Life

Freeman, William R.
Reminiscences Of Farm Life
This scarce antiquarian book is a facsimile reprint of the original. Due to its age, it may contain imperfections such as marks, notations, marginalia and flawed pages. Because we believe this work is culturally important, we have made it available as part of our commitment for protecting, preserving, and promoting the world's literature in affordable, high quality, modern editions that are true to the original work.

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Reminiscences of Farm Life in Western New York, Seventy Y...

Freeman, William R.
Reminiscences of Farm Life in Western New York, Seventy Years Ago (Classic Reprint)
Excerpt from Reminiscences of Farm Life in Western New York, Seventy Years AgoOften with mother I had visited there, But memory was dim concerning the place, And at each house I passed I looked with a stare, Hoping to see my dear old auntie's face.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten...

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Reminiscences of Farm Life in Western New York, Seventy Y...

Freeman, William R.
Reminiscences of Farm Life in Western New York, Seventy Years Ago
This is a pre-1923 historical reproduction that was curated for quality. Quality assurance was conducted on each of these books in an attempt to remove books with imperfections introduced by the digitization process. Though we have made best efforts - the books may have occasional errors that do not impede the reading experience. We believe this work is culturally important and have elected to bring the book back into print as part of our cont...

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Reminiscences of Farm Life in Western New York, Seventy Y...

Freeman, William R.
Reminiscences of Farm Life in Western New York, Seventy Years Ago (Classic Reprint)
Excerpt from Reminiscences of Farm Life in Western New York, Seventy Years Ago Often with mother I had visited there, But memory was dim concerning the place, And at each house I passed I looked with a stare, Hoping to see my dear old auntie's face. The sun was getting low and the shadows long, And I hastened my steps fast as I could, I feared all the while I was going wrong And night would overtake me in some dark wood. I was getting tired...

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