“We rode in the whirlwind and directed the storm.”
Sir Edward heard guns of distress in the night, but could not tell whether of friend or foe, nor could assist them.(5)
Thus we wind up this wonderful year! Who that died three years ago and could revive, would believe it! Think, that from Petersburgh to the Cape of Good Hope, from China to California,
De Paris `a Perou,
there are not five thousand Frenchmen in the world that have behaved well! Monsieur Thurot is piddling somewhere on the coast of Scotland, but I think our sixteen years of fears of invasion are over—after sixteen victories. if we take Paris, I don’t design to go thither before spring. My Lord Kinnoul is going to Lisbon to ask pardon for Boscawen’s beating De la Clue in their House; it will be a proud supplication, with another victory in bank.(6) Adieu! I would not profane this letter with a word of any thing else for the world.
(5) This was Hawke’s famous victory, for which he received the thanks of Parliament, and a pension of two thousand pounds a-year. In 1765, he was created a peer.-D.
(6) The object of Lord Kinnoul’s mission to the court of Portugal was to remove the misunderstanding between the two crowns, in consequence of Admiral Boscawen’s having destroyed some French ships under the Portuguese fort in the bay of Lagos.-E.
That ever you should pitch upon me for a mechanic or geometric commission! How my own ignorance has laughed at me since I read your letter! I say, your letter, for as to Dr. Perelli’s, I know no more of a Latin term in mathematics than Mrs. Goldsworthy(7) had an idea of verbs. I will tell you an early anecdote in my own life, and you shall judge. When I first went to Cambridge,