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Resolution, Sunday morn: 5 o'clock July 31 1775

Dear Sir

We're now past Portland with a fine fresh NW Gale and a young flood Tide, so that in a very few Hours we shall anchor at Spithead from our Continent hunting expedition.  I will not now set about relating any of the particulars of our Voyage, as I hope very soon to have the Honour and happiness of paying my personal respects, when I can give you a much clearer idea of any matters you think worth inquiring after, than its possible to do at this distance.

I hope I need not assure you that its utterly out of the power of length of time, or distance of space, to eradicate or in the least alleviate the gratitude your friendly offices to me has created - I assure you I've devoted some days to your service in very distant parts of the Globe; the result of which I hope will give you some satisfaction; at least it will convince you of my intentions and endeavours in that particular.  I shall send this away by our civil Gentry, who will fly to Town with all the sail they can possibly make.  God bless you send me one Line just to tell me you're alive and well, if that is the case, for I'm as great a stranger to all

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