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LETTER 152: MR LOVELACE TO JOHN BELFORD, ESQ

Monday, April 24.    Fate is weaving a whimsical web for thy friend; and I see not but I shall be inevitably manacled. Here have I been at work, dig, dig, dig, like a cunning miner, at one time, and spreading my … Continue reading

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