while, as one who phrases a thought in his own mind
before uttering it, and then said, “Suppose we
telegraph ‘Nelson confides that every man will
do his duty.’” In this form it was the
call of the leader to the followers, the personal
appeal of one who trusts to those in whom he trusts,
a feeling particularly characteristic of the speaker,
whose strong hold over others lay above all in the
transparent and unswerving faith he showed in their
loyal support; and to arouse it now in full force he
used the watchword “duty,” sure that the
chord it struck in him would find its quick response
in every man of the same blood. The officer to
whom the remark was made, suggested “England”
instead of “Nelson.” To the fleet
it could have made no difference,—to them
the two names meant the same thing; but Nelson accepted
the change with delight. “Mr. Pasco,”
he called to the signal officer, “I wish to say
to the fleet, ’England confides that every man
will do his duty;’” and he added, “You
must be quick, for I have one more to make, which
is for close action.” This remark shows
that the columns, and particularly Collingwood’s
ship, were already nearing the enemy. Pasco answered,
“If your Lordship will permit me to substitute
‘expects’ for ‘confides,’ it
will be sooner completed, because ‘expects’
is in the vocabulary,[141] and ‘confides’
must be spelt.” Nelson replied hastily,
but apparently satisfied, “That will do, Pasco,
make it directly;” but the slightly mandatory
“expects” is less representative of the
author of this renowned sentence than the cordial
and sympathetic “confides.” It is
“Allez,” rather than “Allons;”
yet even so, become now the voice of the distant motherland,
it carries with it the shade of reverence, as well
as of affection, which patriotism exacts.
It is said that Collingwood, frequently testy, and
at the moment preoccupied with the approaching collision
with the Spanish three-decker he had marked for his
opponent, exclaimed impatiently when the first number
went aloft, “I wish Nelson would stop signalling,
as we know well enough what we have to do.”
But the two life-long friends, who were not again
to look each other in the face, soon passed to other
thoughts, such as men gladly recall when death has
parted them. When the whole signal was reported
to him, and cheers resounded along the lines, Collingwood
cordially expressed his own satisfaction. A few
moments later, just at noon, the French ship “Fougueux,”
the second astern of the “Santa Ana,” for
which the “Royal Sovereign” was steering,
fired at the latter the first gun of the battle.
As by a common impulse the ships of all the nations
engaged hoisted their colors, and the admirals their
flags,—a courteous and chivalrous salute
preceding the mortal encounter. For ten minutes
the “Royal Sovereign” advanced in silence,
the one centre of the hostile fire, upon which were
fixed all eyes, as yet without danger of their own
to distract. As she drew near the two ships between
which she intended to pass, Nelson exclaimed admiringly,
“See how that noble fellow Collingwood carries
his ship into action.” At about the same
instant Collingwood was saying to his flag-captain,
“Rotherham, what would Nelson give to be here!”