The King keeps his bed with the rheumatism.  He is not less obliged to Lord Orford for the defence of his crown, now he is out of place, than when he was in the administration.  His zeal, his courage, his attention, are indefatigable and inconceivable.  He regards his own life no more than when it was most his duty to expose it, and fears for every thing but that.

I flatter myself that next post I shall write you a more comfortable letter.  I would not have written this, if it were a time to admit deceit.  Hope the best, and fear as little as you would do if you were here in the danger.  My best love to the Chutes; tell them -I never knew how little I was a Jacobite till it was almost my interest to be one.  Adieu!

(900) “February 13.  Talking upon this subject with Horace Walpole, he told me confidentially, that Admiral Matthews intercepted, last summer, a felucca in her passage from Toulon to Genoa, on board of which were found several papers of great consequence relating to a French invasion in concert with the Jacobites; one of them particularly was in the style of an invitation from several of the nobility and gentry of England to the Pretender.  These papers, he thought had not been sufficiently looked into and were not laid before the cabinet council until the night before the message was sent to both Houses.”  Mr. P. York(,@’s Parliamentary Journal.-E.

(901) Afterwards Earl of Egmont.

(902) The Duke of Marlborough and Lord Stair had quitted the army in disgust, after last campaign, on the King’s showing such unmeasurible preference to the Hanoverians.

361 Letter 130 To Sir Horace Mann.  Thursday, Feb. 23, 1744.

I write to you, in the greatest hurry, at eight o’clock at night, whilst they are all at dinner round me.  I am this moment come from the House, where we have carried a great Welsh election against Sir Watkyn Williams by 26.  I fear you have not had my last, for the packet-boat has been stopped on the French stopping our messenger at Calais.  There is no doubt of the invasion:  the young Pretender is at Calais, and the Count de Saxe is to command the embarkation.  Hitherto the spirit of the nation is with us.  Sir John Norris was to sail yesterday to Dunkirk, to try to burn their transports; we are in the utmost expectation of the news.  The Brest squadron was yesterday on the coast of Sussex.  We have got two thousand men from Ireland, and have sent for two more.  The Dutch are coming:  Lord Stair is general.  Nobody is yet taken up-God knows why not!  We have repeated news of Matthews having beaten and sunk eight of the Toulon ships; but the French have so stopped all communication that we don’t yet know it certainly; I hope you do.  Three hundred arms have been seized in a French merchant’s house at Plymouth.  Attempts have been made to raise the clans in Scotland, but unsuccessfully.

My dear child, I write short, but it is much:  and I could not say more in ten thousand words.  All is at stake we have great hopes, but they are but hopes!  I have no more time:  I wait with patience for the event, though to me it must and shall be decisive.