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25th day of August 1751 about two in the afternoon I David Balfour came forth of the British Linen Company a porter attending me with a bag of money and some of the chief of these merchants bowing me from their doors. Two days before and even so late as yestermorning I was like a beggar-man by the wayside clad in rags brought down to my last shillings my companion a condemned traitor a price set on my own head for a crime with the news of which the country.
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