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DEAN MAHOMET.
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his Breaſt; and though the hand of time conferred ſome ſnowy honours you his head, that negligently flowred down his ſhoulders a conſiderable length, yet in his countenance you might read, that health and chearfulneſs were his companions: he approached us with a look of inconceiviable complacency tempered with an apparent ſerenity of mind, and aſſured us that whatever his little habitation could afford, he was ready to ſupply us with. While he was thus ſpeaking, he ſeemed to turn his thoughts a little higher; for with eyes now and then raiſed towards Heaven, he continuted to count at long bead that was ſuſpended from his wriſt; and he had, another girt about his waiſt.
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