immediately
benefitted on the occasion, unanimously voted him a gift of ten thousand
pounds; the London Turkey Company, plate of very considerable value; and
several other corporate bodies, as well in the metropolis as in our
first provincial cities, the freedom of their respective corporations,
in elegant gold boxes.

To these tributes of esteem from a grateful country, must be added, as
by no means the least acceptable, the proof of affectionate regard
prepared for their beloved commander, by those most honourable and brave
associates in arms, the captains of his own squadron, whom he so
emphatically denominates, "the band of brothers." By these worthy and
valorous officers, was their revered chief, the Hero of the Nile,
presented with a magnificent sword; the hilt of which most appropriately
represented a crocodile, very finely executed in gold.

To enumerate the various epistolary plaudits and congratulations, and
other demonstrations of admiration and applause, expressed by
individuals, in England, of all ranks, to the hero and his friends, on
account of this most splendid victory, is quite impracticable. The
following extract of a letter, however, written by the worthy and
venerable father of the immortal hero, to his friend the Reverend Mr. B.
Allot, in answer to a very kind congratulatory epistle from that
gentleman, is so exquisitely and amiably characteristic both of father
and son, that it cannot, under any consideration, be omitted. It is,
indeed, a charming picture of parental and filial affection.

"My great and good son," says this excellent and intelligent parent,
"went into the world without fortune; but, with a heart replete with
every moral and religious virtue. These have been his compass to steer
by; and it has pleased God to be his shield in the day of battle, and to
give success to his wishes to be of service to his country. His country
seems sensible of his services: but, should he ever meet with
ingratitude, his scars will cry out, and plead his cause--for, at the
siege of Calvi, he lost an eye; at Teneriffe, an arm; on the memorable
14th of February, he received a severe blow on his body, which he still
feels; and, now, a wound on the head! After all this, you will believe,
his bloom of countenance must be faded; but the spirit beareth up, yet,
as vigorously as ever. On the 29th of September, he completed his
fortieth year: cheerful, generous, and good. Fearing no evil, because he
has done n