Reproduction of the original: Autobiography of a Child by Hannah Lynch
Reproduction of the original: Autobiography of a Child by Hannah Lynch
The picture is clear before me of the day I first walked. My mother, a handsome, cold-eyed woman, who did not love me, had driven out from town to nurse's cottage. I shut my eyes, and I am back in the little parlour with its spindle chairs, an old-fashioned piano with green silk...