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    <title>Hanna069</title>
    <Collections>Part One</Collections>
    <Contributor>Linen Hall Library</Contributor>
    <Coverage>1951</Coverage>
    <Creator>Linen Hall Library</Creator>
    <Date>Thursday, April 7, 2016</Date>
    <Format>TIFF</Format>
    <Identifier>Hanna069</Identifier>
    <ItemDescription>Manuscript</ItemDescription>
    <Keywords>Organisation, Frank</Keywords>
    <Language>English</Language>
    <Path>https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/content/hanna069</Path>
    <Publisher>Linen Hall Library</Publisher>
    <Relation>Linen Hall Library</Relation>
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    <Source>LHL Archive</Source>
    <Transcript>64

The minister stood up, &quot;Dont misunderstand me, Sarah. Your

mother is an old member of the congregration, and it was only to satisfy

myself that she was being well looked after that I came up here.”

Sarah was rather taken aback. So that’s what they think of me

already, she thought, “’Thank ye for calling, Mr Sorleyson. Therenow,

I never offered ye a cup o&#039; tea!”

&quot;It’s no matter&quot; he answered, &quot;I’ve other calls to make before

dark,&quot; He turned to her before he left the house. You&#039;ll give my

regards to Hamilton and Frank?&quot;

“I will Indeed, Are ye sure ye wouldn’t like me to call them?&quot;

“No, please dont trouble hem, I must go now, before dark,&quot; He

shook hands with her and left the farm.
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