readers to the dispatch of Sir Horatio Nelson for the details. We have
only to say, in few words, that the French fleet of thirteen sail of the
line and four frigates were, on the 1st of August last, when lying at
anchor in Aboukir Bay, attacked by the English fleet of twelve sail of
the line and one fifty-gun ship, and after a severe action, eleven sail
of the line and two frigates belonging to the French were taken or
burned. The loss on our side amounts to two hundred and eighteen killed,
and six hundred and seventy-seven wounded."

"Hurrah! three cheers, my lads!" cried Anderson, dropping the hand which
held the newspaper, and raising the other with his hat in it above his
head. The three hearty cheers were given by the crowd which had now
assembled; and then Ben said to me:

"You see, Jack, there's a lot of killed and wounded; so now, perhaps,
you will hear something about your father."

By this time I had been pushed back, first by one, and then by another,
until I was a long way off from where Anderson stood.

"I can't hear a word that Peter says," replied I to Ben.

"No, because the wind's so high, and I myself am a little hard of
hearing out of doors. Suppose we go now, and by-and-by you shall get the
paper from Anderson, and read it all over to me."

"Come away, Ben," replied I, impatiently, "I've got a shilling, and I'll
buy one."

We left the hill and went down into the town, directing our course to