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When I was a small boy at the beginning of the century I remember an old man who wore knee-breeches and worsted stockings and who used to hobble about the street of our village with the help of a stick. He must have been getting on for eighty in the year 1807 earlier than which date I suppose I can hardly remember him for I was born in 1802. (Excerpt)

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