The Goodliffe Family of Nottingham

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

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lived. He and my mother came to Nottingham driving a little pony cart all the way, to our great surprise; this was in 1828. They spent a few days with my brother William on Smithy Row. My Father died in 1830 in the 73rd year of his age. My Mother wrote that he thanked God for every day mercies and though his natural timidity, and feebleness caused him often to have doubts, as to his safety for the higher life hereafter, just when he was expiring and entering on the Spirit land, in his last struggle he said “I will lay me down composed and pray, and trust the Lord will help me through the trying hour;” my mother says in a note to me “I bless the Lord for thus helping him to trust in his dying hour.” I arrived from Nottingham a few hours before he died, just in time for him to put out his hand, and say a few kind

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