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<h2> LETTER XXXIII </h2>
<p>MISS HOWE, TO MISS ARABELLA HARLOWE THURSDAY, JULY 20.</p>
<p>MISS HARLOWE,</p>
<p>I cannot help acquainting you (however it may be received, coming from me)
that your poor sister is dangerously ill, at the house of one Smith, who
keeps a glover's and perfume shop, in King-street, Covent-garden. She
knows not that I write. Some violent words, in the nature of an
imprecation, from her father, afflict her greatly in her weak state. I
presume not to direct you what to do in this case. You are her sister. I
therefore could not help writing to you, not only for her sake, but for
your own. I am, Madam,</p>
<p>Your humble servant, ANNA HOWE.</p>
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