Historia Rievallensis: Containing the History of Kirkby Moorside ... to which is Prefixed a Dissertation on the Animal Remains, and Other Curious Phenomen, in the Recently Discovered Cave at Kirkdale

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printed at the office of R. Peat, 1824 - Caves - 486 pages
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