This hear kums 2 akwaint you that havein lost my happytight i tuk to
takein your Morising Pils witch i only begun with takein 5 hundred
hat a time witch had the blessed defect of turnin me inside out and
I felt in a wery pekooliar citywation witch discurraged me 2
parsewere and i tuk 1 thousen hat a doze by witch I was turned
outside in by witch my happytight was kwite discuvvered witch was a
grate blessin for my whife who is bigg in the famylyar way with 12
smal childern with grate happytights all threw your pils and I ham
now Abel to wurk and yarn my 12 shillin a weak So no more hat presnt
from your
umbel Serv't to command
GREGORY GUDGEON.
No. 9,
Nobody-knows-where Street,
Jericho,
Feb. the 32nd, 1836.
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