My father then obtained a commission in the army, and left my mother with nine small children myself the youngest but one, a daughter Elizabeth Bailey, now the widow M'Clung he made kings and princes of us all, but left us the wide world wherein we might acquire our royal legitimacy.
My mother who was excessively fond of him consented to all he done without a murmur, and in addition or in aid of this pecuniary havoc, the depreciation of paper money closed or enveloped the pittance remaining. Upon his intermarriage with my mother, he became wealthy, and as wealth begets friends, so my father was taken by the hand by all who knew him a consequence, he soon was solicited to become security for many, to which solicitations he yielded, and thereby lost thousands thus my mother's wealth was sacrificed to the uses of others.
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My father was an Irishman possessing all the queerness of the natives of Ireland, together with a full share of that native freedom of soul characteristic of the Irish nation but he was poor, his name was William Bailey, a very likely man.
I was born on the 29th of April, in the year of our Lord 1773, which makes me forty eight years old the 29th day of last April, (this being the 2d day of June 1821.) My parents were respectable, they resided in the county of Chester in the state of Pennsylvania my mother was a very wealthy Quakeress, whose name was Margaret Kile.
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