 | Letters of Mrs. Adams, |  |
18 July.
This day four weeks we came on board. Are
you not all calculating to-day that we are near the
land? Happily, you are not wrong in your conjectures.
I do not despair of seeing it yet before night,
though our wind is very small and light. The
captain has just been down to advise us, as the vessel
is so quiet, to get what things we wish to carry
on shore into our small trunks. He hopes to land
us at Portsmouth, seventy miles distant from London,
to-morrow or next day; from thence we are to
proceed, in post-chaises, to London. The ship may
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get up.
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