he fall of Missolonghi, had hitherto done little in aid of the
national strife, but to whose support he now looked with some hope.

On the 24th he obtained a little further assistance. Mr. George
Cochrane, whom he had sent to Marseilles in the _Unicorn_, to ask for
fresh supplies of money and stores from the Philhellenes of Western
Europe, but whose return had been long delayed, now arrived with a cargo
of provisions, and with a sum of 5000l., which, though altogether
inadequate to the work to be done, made possible some work at any rate.

In the _Unicorn_ also came a new volunteer on behalf of Greek
independence. The schooner having called at Zante on her way back, Mr.
Cochrane there met Prince Paul Buonaparte, nephew of the great Napoleon
who asked to be taken on board in order that he might serve under Lord
Cochrane. This was agreed to, and the Prince, a youth about eighteen
years old, and six feet high, became, immediately after his arrival at
Poros, a favourite with Lord Cochrane and all his staff and crew. He was
remarkable, said Dr. Grosse, for "his good-will, his amiability of
character, his solidity of judgment, his intelligence, and the
moderation of his principles."

His stay in Greece, however, was very brief. On the morning of the 6th
of September, all on board the _Hellas_ were startled by a shriek and
the exclamation, "Ah, mon Dieu! je suis mort!" Lord Cochrane and several
officers rushed to the Prince's cabin, there to find him lying in a pool
of blood, and writhing in agony. His servant had been cleaning his
pistols, and he had just loaded one of them to hang it on a nail, when,
the trigger being accidentally struck, the weapon discharged and a ball
entered his body and settled in the groin. Dr. Howe, an American
surgeon, famous for his services to Greece and for later philanthropic
labours, being at hand, came to his relief until Dr. Gosse could be sent
for. All that could be done, however, was to lessen the pain, which he
bore with great heroism through two-and-twenty hours. Lord Cochrane had
him placed in his own cabin, and carefully tended him with his own
hands. At seven o'clock in the following morning he cried out, "Ah, quel
douleur!" and died immediately.

That melancholy accident had a sequel which must be told in illustration
of the greed of the Greeks. The Prince's body was placed in a hogshead
of spirits and conveyed to Spetzas, there to be deposited in a convent
until the wishes of the f