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Side 119
In Devonshire Place , the Montague Burgoyne , Esq . of Mark Hall , lady of Maj . -
Gen . Sir Wm Anson , K.C.B. Essex . At Broadfield , Wm Macknight a son . - 4 . In
Hertford Street , the Countess Crawford , Esq . of Ratho , to Jean , second of ...
In Devonshire Place , the Montague Burgoyne , Esq . of Mark Hall , lady of Maj . -
Gen . Sir Wm Anson , K.C.B. Essex . At Broadfield , Wm Macknight a son . - 4 . In
Hertford Street , the Countess Crawford , Esq . of Ratho , to Jean , second of ...
Side 227
At Lisbon , the Lady of Colo . hotel , Paris , Lieut . Thomas Lillie , of the nel A.
Ross , a daughter . – 17 . At Rossie , 23d royal Welsh fusileers , youngest son of
the ' lady of Colonel Oliphant of Rossie , a J. Lillie , Esq . of Drimdoe , Ireland , to
...
At Lisbon , the Lady of Colo . hotel , Paris , Lieut . Thomas Lillie , of the nel A.
Ross , a daughter . – 17 . At Rossie , 23d royal Welsh fusileers , youngest son of
the ' lady of Colonel Oliphant of Rossie , a J. Lillie , Esq . of Drimdoe , Ireland , to
...
Side 339
At Brighton , the lady of Gen. Esq . of Sloane Street , Chelsea . - William Sir David
Baird , Bart . G.C.B. a still - born Kerrie Amherst , Esq . to Maria Louisa , child . - 2
. Lady Harriet Paget , a daughter . second daughter of Francis Fortescue Tur-3 .
At Brighton , the lady of Gen. Esq . of Sloane Street , Chelsea . - William Sir David
Baird , Bart . G.C.B. a still - born Kerrie Amherst , Esq . to Maria Louisa , child . - 2
. Lady Harriet Paget , a daughter . second daughter of Francis Fortescue Tur-3 .
Side 450
At Hale Hall , the lady of John cardo , Esq . eldest son of David Ricardo , Ireland
Blackburn , Esq . M. P. a son and Esq . of Gatcombe Park , Gloucester , to Harheir
. – 31 . At Stappleton Park , the Right riet , youngest daughter of Robert H. Mal .
At Hale Hall , the lady of John cardo , Esq . eldest son of David Ricardo , Ireland
Blackburn , Esq . M. P. a son and Esq . of Gatcombe Park , Gloucester , to Harheir
. – 31 . At Stappleton Park , the Right riet , youngest daughter of Robert H. Mal .
Side 670
At Durie , the lady of C. M. Christie , Esq . August 2. At Forgo Lodge , Dumfries . of
a son.26 . At Dunmore , Mrs Campbell , shire , the Lady of Pulteney Mein , Esq .
of of a daughter . a son .-- Mrs H. Kemble , wife of Mi H. Sept. 1. At Dean Bank ...
At Durie , the lady of C. M. Christie , Esq . August 2. At Forgo Lodge , Dumfries . of
a son.26 . At Dunmore , Mrs Campbell , shire , the Lady of Pulteney Mein , Esq .
of of a daughter . a son .-- Mrs H. Kemble , wife of Mi H. Sept. 1. At Dean Bank ...
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Side 280 - Then to advise how war may, best upheld, Move by her two main nerves, iron and gold, In all her equipage...
Side 288 - I do bear This punishment for both — that thou wilt be One of the blessed — and that I shall die ; For hitherto all hateful things conspire To bind me in existence — in a life Which makes me shrink from immortality — A future like the past.
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