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Me sevl times on the head with something which I supposed then to be a hatchet. At last I got hold of the instrumt in the hand of the man I was struggling with. I then perceived it to be a hanger of Cutlass – Such a thing as that which is produced. I got hold of the blade with both my hands, while it was behind his head. He at the same had hold of me. How I fell or was thrown down I don’t