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Rh that the house was going to be burnt, I wrote to Tom Ruttledge to have the portrait packed up and sent to me, and the very night it arrived a band of incendiaries came to my steward's house and demanded the keys.

Yes; and I have nothing to say against the end; it's harmless, it's almost good. But I am thinking now of the passing of