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THE TRAVELS OF





LETTER VI.


DEAR SIR.

WE had ſcarcely been one night at Fulwherea, when ſome ſtraggling villagers of the neighbouring country, ſtole unperceived into our camp, and plundered our tents and marquees, which they ſtripped of every thing valuable belonging to Officers and privates It happened, at the ſame time, that they entered a ſtore tent, next to Mr. Baker's marquee, Where I lay on a palankeen, a kind of travelling canopy—bed, reſembling a camp bed, the upper part was arched over with curved bamboo,

and