eye than her own, as the late Canon Bennett suggests, destroyed them before her death.  Still some idea of their life together, short as it really was, notwithstanding it lasted, in name, for over sixteen years, may be gained from the manner in which his widow always spoke of him after his death.  She always wore a ring containing a lock of his hair, and measured everything by his standard of morality and honour.  The greatest disapprobation she could express was “Mr. Cook would never have done so.”  He was always Mr. Cook to her.  She kept four days each year as solemn fasts, remaining in her own room.  The days were those on which she lost her husband and three sons, passing them in reading her husband’s Bible, prayer and meditation, and during bad weather she could not sleep for thinking of those at sea.  For her husband’s sake she befriended her nephews and nieces whom she never saw.  Of her three sons, two entered the Navy.  One, Nathaniel, was lost with his ship, the Thunderer, in a hurricane off Jamaica in 1780.  The eldest, James, rose to the rank of Commander, and in January 1794 was appointed to H.M. sloop Spitfire.  He was at Poole when he received his orders to join his ship at Portsmouth without delay.  Finding an open boat with sailors returning from leave about to start, he joined them.  It was blowing rather hard, and nothing was ever heard of the passengers or crew, except that the broken boat and the dead body of the unfortunate young officer, stripped of all money and valuables, with a wound in the head, was found ashore on the Isle of Wight.  The third son, Hugh, was entered at Christ’s College, Cambridge, in 1793, but contracting scarlet fever he died on 21st December of that year, and was buried in the church of St. Andrew the Great, being joined by his brother James a few weeks afterwards, when the mother was left indeed alone.  She survived her husband for the long period of fifty-six years, living at Clapham with her cousin, Admiral Isaac Smith, and at length joined her two sons at Cambridge at the advanced age of ninety-three.

Cook’s character as given by those with whom he worked, men who day after day were by his side, was a fine one.  His greatest fault seems to have been his hasty temper, which he admitted himself, often most regretfully; but Captain King says it was “disarmed by a disposition the most benevolent and humane,” and it never was displayed in such a manner as to cause the loss of respect and affection of his people.  He was healthy and vigorous in mind and body, clear-headed and cool in times of danger, broad minded and temperate, and plain and unaffected in manner.  His powers of observation were of the first rank, his knowledge of Naval mathematics far surpassed the ordinary level and amounted to genius, but, above all, his devotion to duty was the commanding feature of his character.  Nothing was allowed to interfere when he saw his course before him; personal convenience was not allowed to