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We do not seem to be so badly off for commanders

Posted on February 24, 2016 by mafalda

The allusions in the second paragraph are to the commanders in the Nile campaigns of those years. [Dots between square brackets indicate cuts made by Sidney Colvin. For full, correct and critical edition of this letter, see Mehew 4, 1227.] … Continue reading →

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