In 1648 two young girls were found wandering the properties of Sir Gordon Yarborough. Their clothes were in rags. They were cold, hungry and frightened. Sir Gordon and his wife were childless and took them into their home and raised them as their own. At first the girls could not speak, but learned English quickly. Once they gained full vocabulary they told stories of where they were from. A world filled with machines: flying machines, talking machines. Machines that showed moving pictures on slabs of glass. Machines that made music. No one believed their stories at the time, but the girls were presented to the upper class by their "father" as a kind of entertainment. Today we know just how silly those stories really were.
The Foundlings
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