the French power. He followed the progress of the British arms
with a minute and intelligent attention which from a very early
date communicated itself to his son; and the hearty patriotism of
Lord Macaulay is perhaps in no small degree the consequence of
what his father suffered from the profane and rapacious
sansculottes of the revolutionary squadron.

Towards the middle of October the Republicans took their
departure. Even at this distance of time it is provoking to learn
that they got back to Brest without meeting an enemy that had
teeth to bite. The African climate, however, reduced the squadron
to such a plight, that it was well for our frigates that they had
not the chance of getting its fever-stricken crews under their
hatches. The French never revisited Freetown. Indeed, they had
left the place in such a condition that it was not worth their
while to return. The houses had been carefully burned to the
ground, and the live stock killed. Except the clothes on their
backs, and a little brandy and flour, the Europeans had lost
everything they had in the world. Till assistance came from the
mother country they lived upon such provisions as could be
recovered from the reluctant hands of the negro settlers, who
providentially had not been able to resist the temptation of
helping the Republicans to plunder the Company's stores.
Judicious liberality at home, and a year's hard work on the spot,
did much to repair the damage; and, when his colony was again
upon its feet, Mr. Macaulay sailed to England with the object of
recruiting his health, which had broken down under an attack of
low fever.

On his arrival he was admitted at once and for ever within the