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CFIAP. back to the Hope, our boat bein^ nearly loaded with pre- 



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fents of every kind, amongft wjiich were fome fine co- 

 coa-nuts, that one of his llaves, after walking, I may fay 

 more properly than cUmbing up the tree, had brought 

 down in my prefence, and after a fierce engagement with 

 a black ferpent upon the very top of it, which by the 

 help of his knife he vanquiilied, and to our admiration 

 dropped it down dead at our feet. 



The flaves of the Hope and Fauconberg alfo tef- 

 tified their refpe(5t for Joanna and her boy, by bringing 

 in prefents of fowls, fruit, eggs, venifon, and fifli ; and 

 Mr. Palmer handfomely prefented us with a large quan- 

 tity of Indian corn to feed our poultry. Thus every 

 thing feemed to contribute to our felicity, which was 

 however confiderably allayed by the difagreeable news 

 we received on the i8th, informing me of the death of 

 my dear friend, Mr. Walter Kennedy, fliortly after his 

 arrival in Holland t: it was now alfo confirmed that the 

 Dutch had refufed the Scots Brigade to his Britannic Ma- 

 jefly ; which greatly furprized me, as I confidered it as a 

 claim not only from affinity, but alfo by treaty. 



To amufe my mind from thefe unpleafing fubje6ts, I 

 now paid a fliort vifit to my French acquaintance Mon- 



* See Vol. II. page 6g. plate L. 



f This gentleman a little before his ing him v/ith his diflblution (which be 



departure fliewed me a letter from the un- had felt approach) was figned, " Your's 



happy youth Campbell; which, after thank- « to eternity, R. C j" and to his father 



ing him for every civility, and acquaint- he had wrote the fame. 



6 ^ Jleur 



