Letter to the Landlord Mr. William Carter in 1846

Dear William Carter,
I have to beg you to help us out in our situation.
The blight destroyed everything, our whole crop.
We do not know what to do, not even how to survive any longer. Our children are crying because they are starving but we have not got anything to feed them. The farmers around us are dying one after another. We have no money, the rent for our tiny piece of land is way to high, so we do not even have the chance to buy some food despite that there is not anything in the whole area anyways. In the last years, after the potato was introduced in Ireland, we all started to seed them all over the country. But now, we miscalculated and the nation starts dying because of the blight. We have to start acting against this plague now. We need food out of other countries otherwise it is going to be too late. I heard from many families that they want to emigrate to North America or Britain because of these circumstances. They have nothing worth left living for: no land, no food and no jobs.
In the name of God, please help us.
Yours faithfully,

Ciaran Egan

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