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IL.780.023
25 Sep 1780:41,42 (3/120)
From the New-Jersey Gazette. . . [9 lines introduction] New-
York, August 27th, 1780.
We've almost, sweet sister, been frighten'd to death,
Nor have we, as yet, quite recover'd our breath.
An army of rebels came down t'other night,
Expecting no doubt that the British would fight.
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All day I was hurried without knowing why,
Each moment expecting to see them pass by.
The officers bowing, the drums in a clatter,
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Quick, Bet, bring the tea, for before it be long,
The sweet fellow come, with his laugh and his song,
His quirks and his cranks, and his stories so droll--
Oh! sister, the Major's the man on the whole. [signed] Z.
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