say--this
shall, or not, be altered; and, you shall have the whole arrangement.

Remember me most kindly to Mrs. Nelson, the Duke, and Lord William.
Write to me in the Downs.

May the Heavens bless and preserve you, for ever and ever! is the
constant prayer of, my dear Emma, your most affectionate and faithful

NELSON & BRONTE.

The Mayor and Corporation of Sandwich, when they came on board to
present me the freedom of that ancient town, requested me [to] dine
with them. I put them off for the moment, but they would not be let
off. Therefore, this business, _dreadful_ to me, stands over, and I
shall be attacked again when I get to the Downs. But I will not dine
there, without you say, approve; nor, perhaps, then, if I can get off.
Oh! how I hate to be stared at.

LETTER XV.

Deal, August 18th, 1801.

MY DEAREST EMMA,

Your dear, good, kind, and most affectionate letters, from Saturday to
last night, are arrived, and I feel all you say; and may Heaven bless
me, very soon, with a sight of your dear angelic face. You are a
nonpareil! No, not one fit to wipe your shoes. I am, ever have been,
and always will remain, your most firm, fixed, and unalterable friend.

I wish Sir William had come home a week ago, then I should have seen
you here.

I have this morning been attending the funeral of two young Mids: a
Mr. Gore, cousin of Capt. Gore, and a Mr. Bristow. One nineteen, the
other seventeen years of age.

Last night, I was all the evening in the Hospital, seeing that all was
done for the comfort of the poor fellows.

I am going on board; for nothing should keep me living on shore,
without you were here. I shall come in the morning, to see Parker, and
go on board again directly.

I shall be glad to see Oliver: I hope he will keep his tongue quiet,
about the tea-kettle; for, I shall not give it till I leave the
Medusa.

You ask me, what Troubridge wrote me? There was not a syllable about
you in it. It was about my not coming to London; at the importance of
which, I laughed: and, then, he said, he should never venture another
opinion. On which, I said--"Then, I shall never give you one." This
day, he has wrote a kind letter, and all is over.

I have, however, wrote him, in my letter of this day, as
follows--_viz._ "_And I am, this moment, as firmly of opinion as ever,
that Lord St. Vincent, and yourself, should have allowed of my coming
to town, for my own affairs; for, every one knows, I left