Campbell; or, The Scottish probationer, a novel [by A. Balfour].

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London printed,--1819. New-York: Reprinted by William A. Mercein, for Kirk and Mercein, C. Wiley and Company W.B. Gilley, and A.T. Goodrich and Company, 1819
 

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