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The most intense curiosity and excitement prevailed, and though the weather was uncertain, enormous masses of densely packed people lined the road, shouting and waving hats and handkerchiefs as we flew by them.

Fanny Kemble

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Fanny Kemble
Age: 83 †
Born: 1809
Born: November 27
Died: 1893
Died: January 15
Diarist
Playwright
Stage Actor
Writer
London
England
Fanny Kemble
Frances Anne Butler
Frances Kemble
Curiosity
Packed
Intense
Shouting
Enormous
Flew
Road
Masses
Densely
Mass
Uncertain
Handkerchiefs
Though
Hats
Prevailed
People
Excitement
Lined
Weather
Waving

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