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(There was a boy in the shop too. He wasn’t their son, just an apprentice to the cobbler. He slept in the kitchen. His name was Albert, Albert Lang. He was 11, I think. The cobbler and his wife didn’t have any children. She had trouble with her glasses. This was strange, because most people didn’t have them. I don’t know where she got them, in another town, but they weren’t very good. Handmade, they had to grind the glass and stuff. They were like magnifying glasses, in a frame on her nose.

(The cobbler was comparatively well off, though not wealthy. He was 53 years old when he died. The boy Albert was too young to take his place when he died, so the village didn’t have a cobbler for a couple of years. The boy was a fisherman for a while. Then another cobbler came and Albert helped him in the shop.

(Albert did okay. He got married, and his wife’s name was Sarah too. She was a cousin of Sarah Wellington. There were lots of cousins in the village. Most of the people were related, they had no place else to go.

(Albert and Sarah had 4 children. Two died when they were babies. Those that lived were Billy and Jane.

(The people didn’t go to London often. Some never went at all. The first Sarah who died at 17 never went. Albert’s Sarah went. King Edward was in London then. Albert and Sarah did well and could afford to go. When Edward was being crowned they went to London. They didn’t see the coronation, they were just common people but they wanted to be there. Everybody was excited.

(They went in a coach. She was 41 and he was 46. They had 2 or 3 children. I don’t know what happened to them. The few people I can tell you about must have died. Albert-Ralph—liked to hunt because he was used to guns and knew about them. But he couldn’t get much because the ground was too rocky. Deer and rabbits, a special kind, no big tails, gray hares of some kind. And there were gray squirrels.

(In London, I don’t know why, Albert’s wife liked to go to the bakery shops. They had fancier breads there than they did in the village. I’ll figure out why I want to call Albert Ralph. The bakery always smelled good. Sarah liked to eat a lot.