What Auntie B did at sixteen

In the first world war in a town about fifteen miles from where Auntie B lived was a little family, father, mother and baby girl.  Father went off to the war and when he came home many months later he had two little girls! He decided to take on the second little girl as his own.  He then went back to the war and many months later he came home to find he had three little girls.  This was too much for him and he said that the last little girl would have to be fostered out.  Unbelievable to us they advertised her in the shop in Auntie B's village and auntie B saw it and pleaded with her mother to take on the little scrap.  After some resistance her mother agreed.  She had had eleven children of her own most of whom had by now grown up, Auntie B being the youngest surviving child. So the little girl whom we will call Peggy came into this home and flourished.  Although Auntie B was to have no children of her own Peggy became something between a daughter and a sister to her and was always included in Peggy's family all her long life.


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