Old Anchor Inn, Bristol, March 1, 17⁠—.

Dear Livesey

: As I do not know whether you are at the Hall or still in London, I send this in double to both places.

“The ship is bought and fitted. She lies at anchor, ready for sea. You never imagined a sweeter schooner⁠—a child might sail her⁠—two hundred tons; name,

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