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any bank bill unless New York city bills or silver. 

 He took back my two letters and gave me my dollar. 

 Then I said what shall I do. Well he said go to that 

 Jew clothing-store and buy a vest or any thing else, 

 give your bills and they will give you change. I told 

 him I wanted nothing at all. Well go into the tavern 

 close by and tako a glass of beer. The devil with the 

 beer. I thought of the glass I had had at Yorkville, 

 but as I could not get change any other way I did take 

 it and got the change of my dollar. The change was 

 about as bright as the bills, some six cents, one shilling. 

 That most of them looked like little rounds of TIN. 

 You could hardly see any thing on them so much worn 

 out by long handling. The same night when I got back 

 to Astoria I wrote again to Mr. Thorburn to whom I 

 recounted my trouble. He told me to send back the 

 money (bills) and he would send me silver American 

 coin. 



He did not send me silver, but quite new lank bills 

 of New York city. But, as the proverb has it " a burnt 

 child dreads the fire," I felt in doubt, and I was much 

 puzzled where to go to test their intrinsic value. There 

 was only one grocery in the village, as far as I knew, 

 and I did not want to buy any thing at all. I might 

 have asked for a glass of beer, but I had enough of it. 

 I was afraid it would be from the same brewery I 



