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Page 12
But this business cannot last long, and I hope we shall have peace;
and, I rather incline to that opinion. But the Devil should not get me
out of the kingdom, without being some days with you.
I hope, my dear Emma, you will be able to find a house suited for my
comfort. I am sure of being HAPPY, by your arrangements.
I have wrote a line to Troubridge, about Darby.
Parker will write you a line of thanks, if he is able. I trust in God,
he will yet do well!
You ask me, my dear friend, if I am going on more expeditions? And,
even if I was to forfeit your friendship, which is dearer to me than
all the world, I can tell you nothing.
For, I go out; [if] I see the enemy, and can get at them, it is my
duty: and you would naturally hate me, if I kept back one moment.
I long to pay them, for their tricks t'other day, the debt of a
drubbing, which, surely, I'll pay: but _when, where, or how_, it is
impossible, your own good sense must tell you, for me or mortal man to
say.
I shall act not in a rash or hasty manner; that you may rely, and on
which I give you my word of honour.
Just going off. Ever, for ever, your faithful
NELSON & BRONTE.
Every kind thing to Mrs. Nelson.
LETTER XVI.
Medusa, Downs, August 31st, 1801.
MY DEAR EMMA! DEAREST, BEST, FRIEND OF NELSON,
Sir William is arrived, and well; remember me kindly to him. I should
have had the pleasure of seeing him, but for _one of my lords and
masters_, TROUBRIDGE; therefore, I am sure, neither you or Sir William
will feel obliged to him.
The weather is very bad, and I am very sea-sick. I cannot answer
your letter, probably; but I am writing a line, to get on shore, if
possible: indeed, I hardly expect that your letter can get afloat.
I entreat you, my dear friend, to work hard for me, and get the
house and furniture; and I will be so happy to lend it to you and Sir
William!
Therefore, if you was to take the Duke's house, _a cake house_, open
to every body he pleases, you had better have a booth at once; you
never could rest one moment quiet. Why did not the Duke assist Sir
William, when he wanted his assistance? why not have saved you from
the distress, which Sir William must every day feel, in knowing that
his excellent wife sold her jewels to get a house for him; whilst his
own relations, great as they are in the foolish world's eye, would
have left a man of his respectability and age, to have lodged in the
streets. Did the Duke, or any of them, give him a house _then_?
Forgive me! you know if any thing sticks in my throat, it must out.
Sir William owes his life to you; which, I believe, he will never
forget.
To return to the house--The furniture must be bought with it; and the
sooner it is done, the better I shall like it.
Oh! how bad the weather is!
The devils, here, wanted to plague my soul out, yesterday, just after
dinner; but I would have seen them damned, before they should have
come in. The Countess Montmorris, Lady this, that, and t'other, came
along-side, a Mr. Lubbock with them--to desire they might come in. I
sent word, I was so busy that no persons could be admitted, as my time
was employed in the King's service. Then they sent their names, which
I cared not for: and sent Captain Gore, to say it was impossible;
and that, if they wanted to see a ship, they had better go to the
Overyssel (a sixty-four in the Downs.) They said, no; they wanted
to see me. However, I was stout, and will not be shewn about like a
_beast_! and away they went.
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