The Goodliffe Family of Nottingham

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

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steal a vote. The Radicals spencered, the Tories ducked. I saw coal tails flying up like kites in the market place, over a struggle for a vote, and anon a poor fellow would be taken to the Exchange pump. A load of out town voters would come driving up to the only polling place, there were many burgesses who had gone to France working in the lace trade, they were fetched over to vote, and a grand shout there would be when they came, rattling in by coach to vote. After the victory, the Liberals won, two splendid chairs ornamented were bought to the Exchange. The members were chaired round the market place, carried on the shoulders of “yellow lambs” accompanied by crowds of their supporters, cheering, and holloing, till their throats were sore. Those senseless displays

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