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Such was my brother too, So went he suited to his watery tomb: If spirits can assume both form and suit, You come to fright us. _Twelfth Night_.
Soon after the frigate which had taken me off from New Providence had parted company with the American prize that I was sent on board of, the crew of the former, it appeared, had been boasting among the American prisoners of the prize-money they should receive.