we shall ensure a glorious issue to our toils. Think what my
Emma will feel at seeing return safe, perhaps with a little
more fame, her own dear Nelson. Never, if I can help it, will I
dine out of my ship or go on shore, except duty calls me. Let
Sir Hyde have any glory he can catch, I envy him not. You, my
beloved Emma, and my country, are the two dearest objects of my
fond heart. _A heart susceptible and true._ Only place
confidence in me, and you shall never be disappointed. I burn
all your dear letters, because it is right for your sake; and I
wish you would burn all mine--they can do no good, and will do
us both harm if any seizure of them; or the dropping even one of
them would fill the mouths of the world sooner than we intend.
My longing for you, both person and conversation, you may
readily imagine (especially the person). No, my heart, person,
and mind are in perfect union of love towards my own dear,
beloved Emma, the real bosom friend of her, all hers, all
Emma's.

NELSON AND BRONTE.

The Prince of Wales had dined with and paid suspicious attentions to
Emma, and her fond lover, knowing this, advised her to warn him off.
He probably had an instinct that his "beloved Emma," who is "the
dearest object of his fond heart," was not quite strong enough to
resist temptation. Especially would she be likely to fall under the
fascinating influence of this little princely scamp. Nelson's mind
turned to his wife, and he emphasized the desire that he might never
see his aversion again. Nor did he.

Some of his contemporaries doubted the paternity of Horatia; Nelson