Transcription: They say that land is a man's very soul, so when a man is deprived of his land, he must begin life's great journey anew. I was a tenant farmer, ruined by the blight and forced from my home. The poor house suffered free passage to the new world where I hoped for freedom from the famine, fever and poverty that so afflicted my country. We gathered our few possessions and made for Sligo. The pain of parting from my mother pierced my heart. I had seen now the town or sea before and was filled with fear at what lay ahead. In Sligo it was all noise and bustle and confusion. Thieves made off with my b ...
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