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    <title>Boyd124</title>
    <Collections>Boyd Letters</Collections>
    <Contributor>Boyd Estate</Contributor>
    <Coverage>19 Jan</Coverage>
    <Creator>Linen Hall Library</Creator>
    <Date>Wednesday, March 16, 2016</Date>
    <Format>TIFF</Format>
    <Identifier>Boyd124</Identifier>
    <ItemDescription>Letter</ItemDescription>
    <Keywords>Ais-Eiri</Keywords>
    <Language>English</Language>
    <Path>https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/content/boyd124</Path>
    <Publisher>Linen Hall Library</Publisher>
    <Relation>Linen Hall Library</Relation>
    <Rights>Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike CC BY-NC-SA</Rights>
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    <Source>LHL Archive</Source>
    <Transcript>﻿7/
have a great deal in common, and
 xxxxxx xx xxxx could learn from each
other. Let’s do so. Send me the
next issue please.

I wish I&#039;d known of the
existence of An Claidheamh Soluis
a year and a half ago
when I was in New York for a
week or so! the loneliest week
of my life. xxxxxxI knew
nobody, spoke to nobody, and wandered
the streets talking to myself.
Saw the St Patricks Day Parade It
was mid-March so I saw the
parade on the seventeenth (
the article by RDick Ryan
in Ais-Biri brought it all back
to me). I’m sure he&#039;sRyan
is right when he says that
something has become corrupted
in the way you celebrate St
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