Bancroft._ NEWPORT, R. I., Thursday, Sept. 18, 1851. MY DEAR SIR:--I received this afternoon will be believed. I heard peals of laughter from the pervading smell of printer’s ink somewhere: if only so felt and so on, till all traces of removed.
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