Yawkins is in great distress: his cutter paid off; and he, like many others, very little to live upon. He begs his best respects to Sir William. He breakfasted here this morning.
Many very long faces at peace!
LETTER XXVI.
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.