I agree with you, in wishing Sir William had a horse. Why don't you send to the Duke, for a poney for him.
I am just parting with four of my ships—Captains Conn, Rowley, Martin, and Whitter—who are proceeding to the Nore, in their way to be paid off.
The surf is still so great on the beach, that I could not land dry, if it was necessary, to-day; but, I hope, it will be smooth on Thursday: if not, I must go in a boat to Dover, and come from thence to Deal.
Sutton says, he will get the Amazon under sail, and carry me down; for, that I shall not take cold: Bedford goes with a squadron to Margate; so that all our party will be broke up. I am sure, to many of them, I feel truly obliged.
Make my kindest respects to Sir William; and believe me, ever, your most faithful and affectionate
NELSON & BRONTE.
I wish Banti was separated from Charles, for he is a knowing one. I wish I could get him with a good Captain, who would keep him strict to his duty.
Hardy cannot get paid a hundred pounds he advanced for Mr. Williams's nephew.
Many thanks for Mrs. Nelson's letters.
The Reverend Doctor likes going about. Only think of his wanting to come up with an address of thanks! Why, [the] King will not receive him, although he is a Doctor; and less, for being my brother—for, they certainly do not like me.