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LETTER THE THIRTEENTH.
To G. Gambado, Esq.
GOOD SIR,
I am in great haste, having a great quickness of pulse, and my bed being now warming; but cannot get into it without informing you how fast I came home from Market to-night, and upon my old Mare too, who was always unkind before as to going. But so it happened. The old Mare, that I could never get to go above three miles an hour, as soon as ever I was up, set off, and the
