Francis MacDonald Journal * Facsimile and Transcription
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lower studding sail for a temp- orary square mainsail.96 I am still very sick. {A}s I was not able to leave the cabin I told the 5 Steward to take my bed, bedclothes, [and] some other things that lay in my room, [and] hang them up to dry. He did so. {A}bout an hour afterwards < my plaid> was blown away, the stupid fellow not 10 having tyed it properly. I was very vexed when I learned it was gone. My plaidie, oh my plaidie, never more will mine 15 eyes see thee again, never more will thy warm folds en- compass me.97 {O}h now t'is since I've lost thee, that I feel how truly I loved thee. I may get 20 thee replaced, but I can never have the same affection for another as I had for thee. I'll get one to resemble thee as [End of Page 59b]
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