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THE TRAVELS OF
In gratitude to the revered memory of the belt of characters, I am obliged to acknowledge that I never found myſelf ſo happy as with Mr. Baker: inſenſible of the authority of a ſuperior, I experienced the indulgence of a friend; and the want of a tender parent was entirely forgotten in the humanity and affection of a benevolent ſtranger.
I remember to have ſeen numbers periſh by famine this year: the exceſſve heat of the climate, and want of rain, dried up the land; and all the fruits of the earth decayed without moiſture.
Numbers of people have dropped down in the ſtreets and highways:
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