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.