MY DEAREST FRIEND,
Hardy begs you will send the inclosed to Naples.
I wish Tyson would come home; for many are pulling at him, and I want to pay him. I will not be in his debt forty-eight hours after his arrival.
Hardy is just anchored, and his commodore gone on shore.
Ever your most faithful
NELSON & BRONTE.
Mrs. Nelson had better direct her letters to me, unless I am on the spot. You see, you paid postage, and it lays me open to their Post Office conversation.