A cast Newfoundland stands guard over the grave of little Florence Rees. She was not yet three when she died of scarlet fever in 1862. Florence would toddle Broad Street with her father. Broad Street is full of store fronts. At one stood the Newfoundland, which Florence delighted in. She would climb and ride it grinning. The loss of the joyful little regular was hurtful to the keeper. He felt the dog should be with Florence and made sure of it with her father. The fact is that little Florence saved Iron Dog, for all ornamental iron was being donated to cast weaponry at Tredegar, right around the corner. Tredegar was the only source of big guns and the required ordnance in the South. Church bells were gladly given. The dog would surely have been.
A cast Newfoundland stands guard over the grave of little Florence Rees. She was not yet three when she died of scarlet fever in 1862. Florence would toddle Broad Street with her father. Broad Street is full of store fronts. At one stood the Newfoundland, which Florence delighted in. She would climb and ride it grinning. The loss of the joyful little regular was hurtful to the keeper. He felt the dog should be with Florence and made sure of it with her father. The fact is that little Florence saved Iron Dog, for all ornamental iron was being donated to cast weaponry at Tredegar, right around the corner. Tredegar was the only source of big guns and the required ordnance in the South. Church bells were gladly given. The dog would surely have been.
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