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Matjlda were one summer evening stray-
ing along the banks of tjje Thames \t\
the           of Kingston, they perceived
a femaje in the Chjnefe dress, seated on
a tuft of grass by jts side, attentively
watching the fate of a wicker basket,
which appeared to pass slowly on, actu-
ated by the motipn of the ebbing tide.