Dear Diary
We arrived early in the morning. Nothing remained
of the town, nothing but the etched letters "CROATOAN" in a nearby tree. My people, my dear daughter, all are gone and I fear, forever. It has been three years since I was told to return to England, I could only now receive a boat that would carry me back.

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