Pray, have you got any picture from Mrs. Head’s?  I hope, Mr. Brydon has executed the frames to your satisfaction; the bill, he is directed to send to me.

Only tell me, how I can be useful to you and Sir William; and believe, nothing could give me more pleasure:  being, with the greatest truth, my dear Lady, your most obliged and affectionate friend,

  NELSON & BRONTE.

I am told, the moment St. George arrives, that I am to be tumbled out of this ship; as the Ville de Paris is going to Plymouth, to be paid, and the Earl will hoist his flag here:  and if I am as fortunate in getting a fresh-painted cabin, (which is probable) I shall be knocked up.  At all events, I shall be made very uncomfortable by this hurry.

It has been very good, and friendly, of Mr. Davison, to travel upwards of two hundred miles, to make me a visit.

I rather think, the great Earl will not much like his not having called on him; but his manner of speaking of Mr. Davison, for his friendship to me, in the matter of the law-suit, Lord St. Vincent states to my solicitors as offensive to him.  Why should it? only that Mr. Davison wishes that I should have justice done me, and not to be overpowered by weight of interest and money.

Once more, God bless you and Sir William.

  N. & B.

Sir Isaac Heard has gazetted Troubridge’s, Hood, &c.’s honours; but has not gazetted mine:  and he has the King’s orders for mine as much as the others.

LETTER X.

  No 2.  San Josef, February 16th, 1801.

MY DEAREST FRIEND,

Your letters have made me happy, to-day; and never again will I scold, unless you begin.  Therefore, pray, never do; My confidence in you is firm as a rock. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

I cannot imagine, who can have stopped my Sunday’s letter!  That it has been, is clear:  and the seal of the other has been clearly opened; but this might have happened from letters sticking together.

Your’s all came safe; but the numbering of them will point out, directly, if one is missing.  I do not think, that any thing very particular was in that letter which is lost.

Believe me, my dear friend, that Lady A. is as damned a w——­ as ever lived, and Mrs. W——­ is a bawd!  Mrs. U——­ a foolish pimp; eat up with pride, that a P——­ will condescend to put her to expence.  Only do as I do; and all will be well, and you will be every thing I wish.

I thank you for your kindness to poor dear Mrs. Thomson.  I send her a note; as desired by her dear good friend, who doats on her.

I send you a few Lines, wrote in the late gale; which, I think, you will not disapprove.

How interesting your letters are!  You cannot write too much, or be too particular.

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Though ——­’s polish’d verse superior shine,
Though sensibility grace every line;
Though her soft Muse be far above all praise. 
And female tenderness inspire her lays: