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By Snow-Leavis Posted on Jun 6, 2019

the Captain died

Captain John Cheape died in 1850. Unmarried and with no children, he left Girgenti to six Scottish hospitals.

Girgenti was then sold and re-sold.

Summer was giving way to autumn.

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