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THE

Letters

OF

LORD NELSON

TO

LADY HAMILTON;

WITH A

SUPPLEMENT

OF

_INTERESTING LETTERS_,

BY

Distinguished Characters.

IN TWO VOLUMES.

VOL. II.

London: Printed by Macdonald and Son, Smithfield,
FOR THOMAS LOVEWELL & CO. STAINES HOUSE, BARBICAN;
AND SOLD BY ALL THE BOOKSELLERS.

1814.




CONTENTS.

VOL. II.

LETTERS FROM LORD NELSON TO LADY HAMILTON.


LETTER XL. Page 5
XLI. 10
XLII. 21
XLIII. 26
XLIV. 29
XLV. 34
XLVI. 36
XLVII. 39
XLVIII. 48
XLIX. 53
L. 56
LI. 62
LII. 65
LIII. 67
LIV. 73
LV. 77
LVI. 79
LVII. 83
LVIII. 87
LIX. 96
LX. 100

SUPPLEMENT.

_Letters from Lord Nelson to Miss Horatia Nelson Thomson, now Miss
Horatia Nelson, Lord Nelson's Adopted Daughter; and to Miss Charlotte
Nelson, Daughter of the present Earl_.

LETTER to Miss Horatia Nelson Page 107
to Miss Charlotte Nelson 109

_Letters from Alexander Davison, Esq. to Lady Hamilton._

LETTER I. Page 113
II. 115
III. 119


_Letter from Lady Hamilton to Alexander Davison, Esq. inclosing her
Ladyship's Verses on Lord Nelson_

Page 125



_Letter from Lady Hamilton to the Right Honourable Henry Addington,
now Viscount Sidmouth_

Page 131

_Letters from Sir William Hamilton, K.B. to Lady Hamilton._

LETTER I. Page 137
II. 140
III. 143
IV. 146
V. 149
VI. 150
VII. 152
VIII. 155
IX. 157
X. 160
XI. 163
XII. 166
XIII. 169
XIV. 171
XV. 174
XVI. 177
XVII. 180


_Letters from Sir William Hamilton, K.B. to Lord
Nelson._

LETTER I. Page 185
II. 190
III. 192
IV. 194
V. 197
VI. 199
VII. 200
VIII. 205
IX. 207
X. 210
XI. 216
XII. 220

_Letters from Lord Nelson to Sir William Hamilton,
K.B._

LETTER I. Page 225
II. 227
III. 231
IV. 233
V. 240
VI. 243
VII. 245
VIII. 247
IX. 254
X. 256
XI. 258
XII. 261




THE

Letters

OF

LORD NELSON

TO

LADY HAMILTON.




LETTER XL.


Victory, under Majorca,
January 13th, 1804.

MY OWN DEAR BELOVED EMMA,

I received, on the 9th, your letters of September 29th, October 2, 7,
10, 12, 17th, November 5th, 8th, to the 24th: and I am truly sensible
of all your kindness and affectionate regard for me; which, I am sure,
is reciprocal, in every respect, from your own Nelson.

If that Lady Bitch knew of that person's coming to her house, it was a
trick; but which, I hope, you will not subject yourself to again. But,
I do not like it!

However, it is passed; and, we must have confidence in each other:
and, my dearest Emma, judging of you by myself, it is not all the
world that could seduce me, in thought, word, or deed, from all my
soul holds most dear.

Indeed, if I can help it, I never intend to go out of the ship, but to
the shore of Portsmouth; and that will be, if it pleases God, before
next Christmas. Indeed, I think, long before, if the French will
venture to sea.

I send you a letter from the Queen of Naples. They call out, might and
main, for our protection; and, God knows, they are sure of me.

Mr. Elliot complains heavily of the expence; and says, he will retire
the moment it is peace. He expected his family, when they would sit
down eleven Elliots!

If, my dear Emma, you are to mind all the reports you may hear, you
may always be angry with your Nelson.

In the first place, instead of eight days, Mr. Acourt; he came on
board one day, just before dinner, and left me next morning, after
breakfast.

What pleasure people can have in telling lies! But, I care not what
they say; I defy them all.

You may safely rely, that I can for ever repeat, with truth, these
words - for ever I love you, and only you, my Emma; and, you may be
assured, as long as you are the same to me, that you are never absent
a moment from my thoughts.

I am glad you are going to Merton; you will live much more
comfortable, and much cheaper, than in London: and this spring, if you
like to have the house altered, you can do it. But, I fancy, you will
soon tire of so much dirt, and the inconvenience will be very great
the whole summer.

All I request, if you fix to have it done, [is] that Mr. Davison's
architect, who drew the plan, may have the inspection; and, he must
take care that it does not exceed the estimate.

If it is done by contract, you must not _alter_; or a bill is run-up,
much worse than if we had never contracted. Therefore, I must
either buy the materials, and employ respectable workmen, under the
architect; or, contract.

I rather believe, it would be better for me to buy the materials, and
put out the building to a workman; but, you must get some good advice.

With respect to the new entrance - * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
* * * * * *




LETTER XLI.


Victory, March 14th, [1804]
off Toulon.

Young Faddy, my Dearest Emma, brought me, two days ago, your dear and
most kind letter of November 26th, and you are sure that I shall take
a very early opportunity of promoting him; and he appears to be grown
a fine young man, but vacancies do not happen very frequently in this
station. However, if he behaves well, he may be sure of me.

With respect to Mr. Jefferson, I can [neither] say nor do any thing.
The surgeon of the Victory is a very able, excellent man, and the ship
is kept in the most perfect state of health; and, I would not, if I
could - but, thank [God] I cannot - do such an unjust act, as to remove
him. He is my own asking for! and, I have every reason to be perfectly
content.

Mr. Jefferson got on, by my help; and, by his own misconduct, he got
out of a good employ, and has seen another person, at Malta hospital,
put over his head. He must now begin again; and act with much more
attention and sobriety, than he has done, to ever get forward
again: but, time may do much; and, I shall rejoice to hear of his
reformation.

I am not surprised, my dearest Emma, at the enormous expences of the
watering place; but, if it has done my own Emma service, it is well
laid out. A thousand pounds a year will not go far; and we need be
great economists, to make both ends meet, and to carry on the little
improvements. As for making one farthing more prize-money, I do not
expect it; except, by taking the French fleet: and, the event of that
day, who can foresee!

With respect to Mrs. Græfer - what she has done, God and herself knows;
but I have made up my mind, that Gibbs will propose an hundred pounds
a year for her: if so, I shall grant it, and have done. I send you
Mrs. Græfer's last letter.

Whilst I am upon the subject of Bronte, I have one word more - and your
good, dear, kind heart, must not think that I shall die one hour the
sooner; on the contrary, my mind has been more content ever since I
have done: I have left you a part of the rental of Bronte, to be first
paid every half year, and in advance. It is but common justice; and,
whether Mr. Addington gives you any thing, or not, you will want it.

I would not have you lay out more than is necessary, at Merton. The
rooms, and the new entrance, will take a good deal of money. The
entrance by the corner I would have certainly done; a common white
gate will do for the present; and one of the cottages, which is in the
barn, can be put up, as a temporary lodge. The road can be made to
a temporary bridge; for that part of the _Nile_, one day, shall be
filled up.

Downing's canvas awning will do for a passage. For the winter,
the carriage can be put in the barn; and, giving up Mr. Bennett's
premises, will save fifty pounds a year: and, another year, we can fit
up the coach-house and stables, which are in the barn.

The foot-path should be turned. I did shew Mr. Haslewood the way I
wished it done; and Mr. - - - will have no objections, if we make it
better than ever it has been: and, I also beg, as my dear Horatia is
to be at Merton, that a strong netting, about three feet high, may be
placed round the Nile, that the little thing may not tumble in; and,
then, you may have ducks again in it. I forget, at what place we saw
the netting; and either Mr. Perry, or Mr. Goldsmid, told us where it
was to be bought. I shall be very anxious until I know this is done.

I have had no very late opportunities of sending to Naples: but, _viâ_
Malta, I wrote to Gibbs, to desire he would send over and purchase
the _amorins_. They will arrive in time. I hope, the watch is arrived
safe.

The British Fair cutter, I hope, is arrived safe. She has three
packets, from me, to England,

The expences of the alterations at Merton _you are_ not to pay from
the income. Let it all be put to a separate account, and I will
provide a fund for the payment.

All I long for, just now, is to hear that you are _perfectly_
recovered; and, then, I care for nothing: all my hopes are, to
see you, and be happy, at dear Merton, again; but, I fear, this
miscarriage of Pichegru's, in France, will prolong the war. It has
kept the French fleet in port, which we are all sorry for.

Sir William Bolton was on board yesterday. He looks thin. The fag in
a brig is very great; and I see no prospect of his either making
prize-money, or being made post, at present: but, I shall omit no
opportunity.

I wrote to Mrs. Bolton a few months ago; and gave her letter,
yesterday, to Bolton. He conducts himself very well, indeed.

Ever, my dearest Emma, for ever, I am your most faithful, and
affectionate

NELSON & BRONTE.

Although I cannot well afford it, yet I could not bear that poor blind
Mrs. Nelson should be in want in her old days, and sell her plate;
therefore, if you will find out what are her debts, if they come
within my power, I will certainly pay them.

Many, I dare say, if they had commanded here, would have made money;
but, I can assure you, for prizes taken within the Mediterranean, I
have not more than paid my expences. However, I would rather pinch
myself, than she, poor soul, should want. Your good, angelic heart,
my dearest beloved Emma, will fully agree with me, every thing is very
expensive; and, even we find it, and will be obliged to economise, if
we assist our friends: and, I am sure, we should feel more comfort in
it than in loaded tables, and entertaining a set of people who care
not for us.

An account is this moment brought me, that a small sum is payable to
me, for some neutral taken off Cadiz in May 1800; so that I shall not
be poorer for my gift. It is odd, is it not?

I shall, when I come home, settle four thousand pounds in trustees
hands, for Horatia; for, I will not put it in my own power to have
her left destitute: for she would want friends, if we left her in this
world. She shall be independent of any smiles or frowns!

I am glad you are going to take her home; and, if you will take the
trouble with Eliza and Ann, I am the very last to object.

Tom, I shall certainly assist at college; and, I am sure, the Doctor
expects that I should do the same for Horace: but I must make my
arrangements, so as not to run in debt.

April 9th.

I have wrote to the Duke; but, by your account, I fear he is not
alive. I write, because you wish me; and, because I like the Duke,
and hope he will leave you some money. But, for myself, I can have
no right to expect a farthing: nor would I be a legacy hunter for the
world; I never knew any good come from it.

I send you a letter from Mr. Falconet. I am afraid, they have made a
jumble about the _amorins_. And I send you a very impertinent letter
from that old cat. I have sent her a very dry answer, and told her, I
should send the sweetmeats to you. I always hated the old bitch! But,
was she young, and as beautiful as an angel, I am engaged; I am all,
soul and body, my Emmas: nor would I change her for all this world
could give me.

I would not have Horatia think of a dog. I shall not bring her one;
and, I am sure, she is better without a pet of that sort. But, she is
like her mother, would get all the old dogs in the place about her.

April 14th.

I am so sea-sick, that I cannot write another line; except, to
say - God Almighty bless you, my dearest beloved Emma! prays, ever,
your faithful

NELSON & BRONTE.




LETTER XLII.


Victory, April 2d, 1804.

I have, my Dearest Beloved Emma, been so uneasy for this last month;
desiring, most ardently, to hear of your well doing!

Captain Capel brought me your letters, sent by the Thisbe, from
Gibraltar. I opened - opened - found none but December, and early in
January. I was in such an agitation! At last, I found one without a
date: which, thank God! told my poor heart, that you was recovering;
but, that dear little Emma was no more! and, that Horatia had been so
very ill - it all together upset me.

But, it was just at bed-time; and I had time to reflect, and be
thankful to God for sparing you and our dear Horatia. I am sure,
the loss of one - much more, both - would have drove me mad. I was so
agitated, as it was, that I was glad it was night, and that I could be
by myself.

Kiss dear Horatia, for me: and tell her, to be a dutiful and good
child; and, if she is, that we shall always love her.

You may, if you like, tell Mrs. G. that I shall certainly settle
a small pension on her. It shall not be large, as we may have the
pleasure of making her little presents; and, my dearest Emma, I
shall not be wanting to every body who has been kind to you, be they
servants or gentlefolks.

Admiral Lutwidge is a good man; and, I like Mrs. Lutwidge - and shall,
always more, because she is fond of you.

Never mind the great Bashaw at the Priory. He be damned! If he
was single, and had a mind to marry you, he could only make you a
Marchioness: but, as he is situated, and I situated, I can make you a
Duchess; and, if it pleases God, that time may arrive! Amen. Amen.

As for your friend Lady H - - , she is, in her way, as great a pimp as
any of them.

What a set! But, if they manage their own intrigues, is not that
enough! I am sure, neither you or I care what they do; much less, envy
them their _chere amies_.

As for Lord S - - , and the other, I care nothing about them; for I
have every reason, by my own feelings towards you, to think you care
only for your Nelson.

I have not heard of your receiving the little box from Naples;
bracelets, I fancy, but I did not open them.

I wish the _amorins_ may come in time for the conveyance of Captain
Layman; who has, most unfortunately, lost his sloop: he is strongly
recommended, by the governor and garrison of Gibraltar. But, perhaps,
he may not be able to obtain it.

We have such reports about the King's health, that the present
ministry may be out; and, for what I know or care, another set may be
no better, for you or me.

As for the Admiralty, let who will be in, they can neither do me any
great good or harm: they may vex me, a little; but, that will recoil
upon themselves.

I hope, however, they will confirm Captain Layman; for he is attached
not only to me, but is a very active officer. But, it was his
venturing to know more about India than Troubridge, that made them
look shy upon him; and, his tongue runs too fast. I often tell him,
not to let his tongue run so fast, or his pen write so much.




LETTER XLIII.


Victory, off Toulon,
April 10th, 1804.

MY DEAREST EMMA,

I have received all your truly kind and affectionate letters, to
January 25th, by the Thisbe; and, last night, your letter of January
13th, by Naples.

The _amorins_ will go under the care of Captain Layman; who,
unfortunately, lost his sloop: but, with much credit to himself, he
has been acquitted of all blame.

I rejoice that dear Horatia is got well; and, also, that you, my
dearest Emma, are recovered of your severe indisposition.

In our present situation with Spain, this letter, probably, may never
reach you. I have wrote fully; and intend to send them by the Argus,
who I expect to join every minute.

Elphi Bey, I hear, has had all his fine things taken from him. He
escaped into the Desert, and is pursued; probably, his head is off,
long before this time.

The French fleet came out on the 5th, but went in again the next
morning.

Yesterday, a Rear-Admiral, and seven sail of ships, including
frigates, put their nose outside the harbour. If they go on playing
this game, some day we shall lay salt upon their tails; and so end the
campaign of, my dearest Emma, your most faithful and affectionate

- - - -

I am glad to hear that you are going to take my dear Horatia, to
educate her. She must turn out an angel, if she minds what you say to
her; and Eliza and Ann will never forget your goodness.

My health is _so, so_! I shall get through the summer; and, in the
winter, shall go home.

You will readily fancy all I would say, and do think.

My kind love to all friends.




LETTER XLIV.


Victory, April 19th, 1804.

MY DEAREST EMMA,

I had wrote you a line, intended for the Swift cutter; but, instead of
her joining me, I had the mortification, not only to hear that she was
taken, but that _all_ the dispatches and letters had fallen into the
hands of the enemy; a very pretty piece of work!

I am not surprised at the capture; but am very much so, that any
dispatches should be sent in a vessel with twenty-three men, not equal
to cope with any row-boat privateer.

As I do not know what letters of your's are in her, I cannot guess
what will be said. I suppose, there will be a publication.

The loss of the Hindostan, was great enough; but, for importance, it
is lost, in comparison to the probable knowledge the enemy will
obtain of our connections with foreign countries! Foreigners for ever
say - and it is true - "We dare not trust England; one way, or other, we
are sure to be committed!" However, it is now too late to launch out
on this subject.

Not a thing has been saved out of the Hindostan, not a second shirt
for any one; and it has been by extraordinary exertions, that the
people's lives were saved.

Captain Hallowell is so good as to take home, for me, wine as by the
inclosed list; and, if I can, some honey. The Spanish honey is so
precious, that if [any one has] a cut, or sore throat, it is used to
cure it. I mention this, in case you should wish to give the Duke a
jar. The smell is wonderful! It is to be produced no where, but in the
mountains near Rosas.

The Cyprus wine, one hogshead, was for Buonaparte.

I would recommend the wine-cooper drawing it off: and you can send a
few dozens to the Duke; who, I know, takes a glass every day at two
o'clock.

I wish, I had any thing else to send you; but, my dearest Emma, you
must take the will for the deed.

I am pleased with Charlotte's letter; and, as she loves my dear
Horatia, I shall always like her.

What hearts those must have, who do not! But, thank God, she shall not
be dependent on any of them.

Your letter of February 12th, through Mr. Falconet, I have received.
I know, they are all read; therefore, never sign your name. I shall
continue to write, through Spain; but never say a word that can convey
any information - except, of eternal attachment and affection for you;
and that, I care not, who knows; for I am, for ever, and ever, your,
only your,

NELSON & BRONTE.

Poor Captain Le Gros had your note to him in his pocket-book, and that
was all he saved.

Mr. Este left him at Gibraltar, and went to Malta in the Thisbe.

Captain Le Gros is now trying. I think, it will turn out, that every
person is obliged to his conduct for saving their lives.

She took fire thirteen leagues from the land.




LETTER XLV.


Victory, April 23,1804.

MY DEAREST EMMA,

Hallowell has promised me, if the _Admiralty_ will give him leave to
go to London, that he will call at Merton.

His spirit is certainly more independent than almost any man's I
ever knew; but, I believe, he is attached to me. I am sure, he has no
reason to be so, to either Troubridge or any one at the Admiralty.

I have sent, last night, a box of Marischino Veritabile of Zara, which
I got Jemmy Anderson to buy for me, and twelve bottles of _tokay_. I
have kept none for myself, being better pleased that you should have
it.

I am, ever, and for ever, your most faithful and affectionate

NELSON & BRONTE.

Hallowell parted last night; but, being in sight, I am sending a
frigate with a letter to the Admiralty.

May God Almighty bless you, and send us a happy meeting!




LETTER XLVI.


Victory, May 5, 1804.

I find, my Dearest Emma, that your picture is very much admired by
the French Consul at Barcelona; and that he has not sent it to be
admired - which, I am sure, it would be - by Buonaparte.

They pretend, that there were three pictures taken. I wish, I had
them: but they are all gone, as irretrievably as the dispatches;
unless we may read them in a book, as we printed their correspondence
from Egypt.

But, from us, what can they find out! That I love you, most dearly;
and hate the French, most damnably.

Dr. Scott went to Barcelona, to try to get the private letters; but,
I fancy, they are all gone to Paris. The Swedish and American Consuls
told him, that the French Consul had your picture, and read your
letters; and, Doctor thinks, one of them probably read the letters.

By the master's account of the cutter, I would not have trusted a pair
of old shoes in her. He tells me, she did not sail, but was a good
sea-boat.

I hope, Mr. Marsden will not trust any more of my private letters in
such a conveyance; if they choose to trust the affairs of the public
in such a thing, I cannot help it.

I long for the invasion being over; it must finish the war, and I have
no fears for the event.

I do not say, all I wish; and which, my dearest _beloved_ Emma - (read
that, whoever opens this letter; and, for what I care, publish it to
the world) - your fertile imagination can readily fancy I would say:
but this I can say, with great truth, that I am, FOR EVER, YOUR'S

- - - -




LETTER XLVII.


Victory, May 27th, 1804.

MY DEAREST EMMA,

Yesterday, I took Charles Connor on board, from the Phoebe, to try
what we can do with him. At present, poor fellow, he has got a very
bad eye - and, I almost fear, that he will be blind of it - owing to an
olive-stone striking his eye: but the surgeon of the Victory, who is
by far the most able medical man I have ever seen, and equally so as a
surgeon, [says] that, if it can be saved, he will do it.

The other complaint, in his head, is but little more, I think, than it
was when he first came to Deal; a kind of silly laugh, when spoken to.
He always complains of a pain in the back part of his head; but, when
that is gone, I do not perceive but that he is as wise as many of his
neighbours.

You may rely, my dear Emma, that nothing shall be wanting, on my part,
to render him every service.

Capel - although, I am sure, very kind to younkers - -I do not think,
has the knack of keeping them in high discipline; he lets them be
their own master too much.

I paid Charles's account, yesterday; since he has been in the Phoebe,
one hundred and fifty-five pounds, fourteen shillings. However, he
must now turn over a new leaf; and I sincerely hope, poor fellow, he
will yet do well.

I wrote you on the 22d, through Rosas, in Spain; and I shall write, in
a few days, by Barcelona: this goes by Gibraltar.

I have wrote Admiral Lutwidge; Mrs. Lutwidge must wait, for I cannot
get through all my numerous letters: for, whoever writes, although
upon their own affairs, are offended if they are not answered.


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