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Were inflicted on us. The Prisoner said he knew nothing. The Pyke’s began to beat. Next Morning the Prisoner was carried out, I do not know what passed afterword. He cried out for justice. He was ask’d by the Pykes what have you done with the Company’s Cloth, he said, I know nothing at all. A single blow of the face of a Pyke knocked me down. I do not say beat down, I say made me lose my sences.
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