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all the time in those days - We baked our own bread
in a brick oven - what delicious home made
bread it was - made our candles in moulds,
a dozen at a time of tallow and beeswax -
My parents were very hospitable and never refused
food or shelter to anyone coming along - in need of
either - We sometimes had queer casual visitors.
I remember an amusing incident connected with
one of these - amusing to us, but not quite so funny
for the chief actor concerned - He was a little tailor
from Newcastle who came to have a look at an allotment
of land he had bought at some sale, without having
seen it - " a pig in a poke" if proved in more senses than
one - whilst wandering about amongst the ferns
on hospital hill some four or five hundred yards from
our house, he disturbed a wild pig, a savage boar, that
charged him at once - The poor little chap fled in
terror with the boar after him - He managed to get to
our house and safety only to fall exhausted on the
floor -We could see the boar through the window - a huge
beast walking about the yard gnashing his tusks, and
foaming at the mouth - My father who was a man of great
nerve and coolness, loaded his gun, and in spite of our
protests stepped out to interview the beast - and was a once charged