a story about a man named HENRY BOLLIFANT RADMALL. yes, this is correct. he is my ancestor, and this is his true living breathing name.

this man was turned out of his home at the age of five.

this man was apprenticed to a person who malnourished him to the extent that poor henry bollifant radmall only reached the sorry height of 4 foot 5 inch.

this man had boils all over his body.

this man slaughtered pigs and wound thread for a living.

this man broke his leg and the wood splint with which it was set grew into this man's muscle.

this man had it broken again.

this man lost 4 of his 12 children.

this man lived to the blessed old age of 94 when the life expectancy was probably 52.

based on these facts, i believe that this 'man' was actually a leprechaun.