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GB - Four Brothers Go To War 1
There once lived four brothers
- hearty, lusty lads - who were called to War. Each boy kissed his sweetheart and his old ma goodbye.
"We will be home for the mid-winter moon," promised the youngest. "Noble folk don't make War in the snow."
Lastly, the four fellows took leave of their masters, for each prenticed at a trade:
the eldest, to a blacksmith;
the second, a baker;
the third, a miller;
and the youngest, a salt-maker.
The brothers set off on the road to where
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