The Goodliffe Family of Nottingham

The Story of My Life - The original, handwritten version of the Memoirs of Arnold Goodliffe

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and like her divine master going about doing good. I was Treasurer to the nice new little G.B. chapel at Hucknall, and able to render some little assistance even though times were bad. Poor stockingers were only earning 8/- to 10/- a week, porters 12/-. In 1836 April, Pickering was born, being the fourth in less than 5 years. The strain upon the mother was heavy, her energy was taxed to the uttermost. It was a time of anxiety, two unable to walk, and there were no perambulators. Then in March 1837 a sad calamity happened, a messenger came running in to say that our dear kind Mother Speed’s room was on fire and that she was badly burned. I ran found it too true, but old Barnes at first hindered me from entering, pretending there was already too many in. I had her brought to our house, there was only the press bed in the sitting room. Dr. Davison wrapped her in cotton wool and did all he could, but he said the burns were too extensive

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