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Page 36
_Her Majesty_ sees, and feels, all you said in your letter to Sir
William, dated off the Faro di Messina, in its true light; so does
General Acton.
But, alas! their First Minister, _Gallo_, is a frivolous, ignorant,
self-conceited coxcomb, that thinks of nothing but his fine
embroidered coat, ring, and snuff-box; and half Naples thinks him half
a Frenchman: and, God knows, if one may judge of what he did in making
the peace for the Emperor, he must either be very ignorant, or not
attached to his masters or the _cause commune._
The Queen and Acton cannot bear him, and consequently [he] cannot
have much power: but, still, a First Minister, although he may be a
minister of smoke, yet he has always something; enough, at least, to
do mischief.
The Jacobins have all been lately declared innocent, after suffering
four years imprisonment; and, I know, they all deserved to be hanged
long ago: and, since Garrat has been here, and through his insolent
letters to Gallo, these pretty gentlemen, that had planned the death
of their Majesties, are to be let out on society again.
In short, I am afraid, all is lost here; and I am grieved to the heart
for our dear, charming Queen, who deserves a better fate!
I write to you, my dear Sir, in confidence, and in a hurry.
I hope you will not quit the Mediterranean, without taking _us_. We
have our leave, and every thing ready, at a day's notice, to go: but
yet, I trust in God, and you, that we shall destroy those monsters,
before we go from hence. Surely, their reign cannot last long!
If you have any opportunity, write to us; pray, do: you do not know
how your letters comfort us.
God bless you, my dear, dear Sir! and believe me, ever, your most
sincerely obliged and attached friend,
EMMA HAMILTON.
II.
Thursday Evening, June 12th, [1799.]
I have been with the Queen this evening. She is very miserable; and
says, that although the people of Naples are for them, in general,
YET things will not be brought to that state of quietness and
subordination, till the fleet of Lord Nelson appears _off Naples_.
She therefore begs, intreats, and conjures you, my dear Lord, if it is
possible, to arrange matters so as to be able to go to Naples.
Sir William is writing for General Acton's _answer_.
For God's sake, consider it, and do! We will go with you, if you will
come and fetch us.
Sir William is ill; I am ill: it will do us good.
God bless you! Ever, ever, your's sincerely,
E. HAMILTON.
Letters
FROM THE
REV. EDMUND NELSON
(_Lord Nelson's Father_)
TO
LADY HAMILTON.
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