The Goodliffe Family of Nottingham

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

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my gun, and was getting to be a good shot. One cold snowy day, being in the barn with my gun, a covey of partridges lighted along side a rick of corn. They stretched up their necks to help themselves. I let fly, 6 pretty partridges toppled over. I soon bagged them, and with 2 or 3 pigeons, mother made a nice pigeon pie. My mother feared my breach of the Game Laws might get to the ears of the squire – and get me into trouble. I believe the primitive hunting tendency was rather strong upon me. Old dog Captain, and I often caught and brought home a pussy. I felt whatever the laws, justice taught me that if the game feed on my father’s land we were more entitled to it than anyone else. Several of our fields were injured by an excess of game. I have seen in a field near Laund Wood, nearly 50 rabbits besides other game. In the Spring of 1818 I had to help my father very much in

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