cabin he came near. The door was instantly locked; but, observing his boat alongside, he jumped out at the port, and shoved off for his own ship. Order being again restored, Mike quietly submitted himself, and stood among the rest, between two marines with drawn bayonets. "Now, young man," said the venerable old captain, (who no doubt enjoyed the frolic,) "let me hear what you have to say.' "I scarcely know, sir, what to say: no doubt my fate is sealed. My father, sir, was a master in the navy, and I was the only child of a doting mother:-both are now at rest for ever. My father lost his life on the 1st of June, in the seventyfour, under Lord Howe; and my poor mother was reduced to comparative poverty. At a proper age I went to sea in the merchant service, and in a few years was made mate. I now experienced happiness, for my surviving parent, with her pension and my wages, was enabled once more to enjoy not only the necessaries, but a few of the luxuries of life. Every prospect was cheerful, and I looked forward with the hope of obtaining a command, until one evening, having landed to pay her a visit, I had just reached the door, when a party of men from the At this moment a lieutenant, who had come on board for orders, looked him full in the face, and then, turning to the regulating captains, exclaimed, "Gentlemen, this man is a deserter from the her in health, and, with the prize-money I had gained, endeavouring to smooth her passage to the tomb. She was dying, and I hastily entreated leave of absence to bid her a final adieu, and perform the last sad offices of a son. 'Twas denied me-I had been pressed, and might run away. In vain I urged, implored, and protested; 'twas, indeed, in vain. Goaded almost to madness, in a desperate moment I went overboard, and swam ashore. At midnight I entered my mother's solitary dwelling, closed her dying eyes, and followed her to the grave. Returning back from this mournful scene, the gang took hold of me, and—I am here." This affecting little narrative operated very powerfully upon all who heard it, but more particulary on Mike, who kept mumbling to himself, "Och, by the powers! and d'ye hear that now? Fait, and its enough to crack the heart of a stone, agrah !” while every muscle of his face underwent twenty different changes. "You may stand on one side,” said the senior regulating captain ; “and now bring the prisoner aft.' "Pray, sir, where do you come from?" inquired he, as soon as Mike stood before him. 17 "Is it meself that you mane!" replied Mike, "Why, then, your honor, niver a word of a lie will I tell you: its from dare little Ireland I com'd; for a spalpeen tould me, if I entered, I'd be sure to be made a captain directly, or at laste a lefttenant of sea dragoons. Bad frigate; his name is George Davis." luck to his phiz-hoggyme for I sup"Tis, alas! too true," said George, pose there's no captain-ship for me.' mournfully, and hanging down his head;"Are you aware of what you have comwhen, seemingly suddenly to recollect himself, he uttered with firmness, "No, sir, I am no deserter, and I shall leave my cause to the generosity of my country; yes, to that country my father died to defend. When I was torn from my mother's door, without even the gloomy satisfaction of bidding her farewell, 'twas against my inclination, and I was forced on board the frigate, which sailed immediately for the West Indies; nor was it till my arrival there that an opportunity occurred for informing her of my situation. After three years' absence we returned, and the first intelligence I heard was that she who gave me being lay at the point of death. I had fondly pictured to myself the pleasure of meeting mitted ?" "Och! don't mention it. I'd 66 Hanged!" said Mike, with the utmost unconcern: "Och, botheration! and I've no call to it, any how; but if your honor's worship says so, why I suppose its as good as done." Finding they could make nothing of him, poor Mike was sent down to the aft cock-pit, to be 66 put in irons. As soon as the bilboes | told him, that if he dared to put him to George Davis, for the same reason, was not tried; and, by the intercession of the humane old captain, was drafted into his own ship, where he continued, universally esteemed, till the attack upon Copenhagen, in 1807, when he died the death of his father, in the service of his country.-Greenwich Hospital. ADMIRAL KEPPEL. WHEN Admiral Keppel was sent to the Dey of Algiers, to demand restitution of two ships which the pirates had taken, he sailed with his squadron into the bay of Algiers, and cast anchor in front of the Dey's palace. He then landed, and attended only by his captain and barge's crew, demanded an immediate audience of the Dey; this being granted, he claimed full satisfaction for the injuries done to the subjects of his Britannic majesty. Surprised and enraged at the boldness of the admiral's remonstrance, the Dey exclaimed, "That he wondered at the English king's insolence in sending him a foolish beardless boy." A well-timed reply from the admiral, made the Dey forget the laws of all nations, in respect to Ambassadors, and he ordered his mutes to attend with the bowstring, at the same time telling the admiral he should pay for his audacity with his life. Unmoved with this menace, the Admiral took the Dey to a window facing the bay, and showed him the English fleet riding at anchor, and CAPTAIN G. B. WESTCOTT. CAPTAIN G. B. Westcott, who so nobly closed his mortal career in the memorable battle of the Nile, was the son of a baker at Honiton, in Devonshire. Being led by his profession to a connexion with the millers, young Westcott used frequently to be sent to the mill. It happened in one of his visits, that by the accidental breaking of a rope, the machine was disordered; and neither the owner nor his men being equal to the task of repairing it, Westcott offered to use his skill in splicing it, although attended with danger and difficulty. The miller complied, and the job was executed with such nicety, that he told him "he was fit for a sailor, since he could splice so well; and if he ever should have an inclination to go to sea, he would get him a berth." Accordingly an opportunity presented itself, of which the lad accepted, and he began his naval career in the humble capacity of a cabinboy, a situation the most common in the ship, and not much calculated to afford vent to the expansion of genius. But he contrived to exercise his abilities to such good purposes, and discovered such acuteness of understanding, that he was, in a short time, introduced among the midshipmen; in which rank his behaviour was so conciliating and prudent, that further advancement followed. Since that time he became so signally conspicuous, both for his skill and bravery, that he gradually, or rather hastily, continued to be promoted, until he reached that honourable station in which he lost his life. Had he survived the battle, his seniority of appointment would have obtained him an admiral's flag; but, alas! human expectations end in the grave. London:-Printed by JOSEPH LAST, 3, Edwardstreet, Hampstead-road; and published by W. M. CLARK, 19, Warwick-lane, Paternosterrow; J. PATTIE, 17, High-street, Bloomsbury, and may be had, by order, of all Booksellers in town and country. [THE BRITISH ENTERING THE INNER GATE OF THE FORT.] ON the 3d of July, 1805, Captain | Maitland of the Loire frigate, being informed that a French privateer was fitting out at Muros, and being perfectly acquainted with that bay, he resolved to attempt her capture or destruction; for which purpose he stood as close in as possible, and, having made every preparation for engaging at anchor, he directed Mr. Yeo, his first lieutenant, with two other officers and fifty men, to land, and storm the fort which protected the privateer. The boats in which they were to embark were kept alongside of the frigate till she got well into the bay. On hauling round a point of land, a small battery unexpectedly opened a fire on the ship, which was promptly returned; and as Captain Maitland found that, unless this fire was silenced, the frigate would be VOL. I. much annoyed, he desired Lieutenant Yeo and his men to push on shore and spike the guns. As they were about to leave the side of the ship, Captain Maitland reminded the boat's crew that it was their sovereign's birth-day; which they saluted with three hearty cheers, and pushed off in high spirits, for the enterprise. As the ship drew in, and more fully opened the bay, fresh difficulties presented themselves, for besides the privateer of which Captain Maitland had received information, a very large corvette, called the Confiance, pierced for twenty-six guns, and a large brig, called Le Belier, pierced for twenty guns, were seen, apparently ready for sea; but as neither of them began to fire, hopes were entertained that they had not their guns on board. Captain Maitland, 3 B therefore, directed his first and principal attention to a strong fort, which opened a heavy and well-directed fire, every shot taking place in the hull; and as it was evident that the nearer the frigate approached, the more she would be exposed, he anchored in an advantageous position, and began to return the fire, but owing to the fort being completely embrasured, very little impression could be made upon it. In the mean time, Lieutenant Yeo, with the men under his command, had made good their landing; as soon as they approached the fort on the point, the enemy abandoned it. Lieut. Yeo next directed his attention to such other measures as he thought would best aid the purpose for which he had been sent on shore; he soon observed the strong fort at the entrance of the town, which, as has been noticed, fired with such effect against the Loire. Notwithstanding its great strength, both from its position, and from the guns which were in it, Lieutenant Yeo was convinced it might be carried by storm; he well knew the bravery of the officers and men that were with him; and that whatever was possible, they would attempt and execute. He, therefore, ordered them to follow him for the purpose of taking the fort by storm; no sooner was the word given, than he was obeyed with all that energy and bravery which, on such an occasion, Britons always display. It fortunately happened that the enemy had neglected to secure the gate of the fort, through which the British entered; they were, however, met at the inner gate by the governor with all the troops he could collect, and the crews of the privateers. Lieutenant Yeo was the first who entered the fort, and, with one blow, he laid the governor dead at his feet, at the same time breaking his own sabre in two. The enemy had the advantage at first, from the extreme narrowness of the gate; but they were soon dislodged, and compelled to fly to the farthest part of the fort; such was their confusion and dismay, that many of them actually leaped from the embrasures, a height of about twenty-five feet, on the rocks below. The instant the British gained possession of the fort, they laid aside one of their characteristic qualities, bravery, and assumed another, humanity; as soon as the enemy had surrendered, he was to them a fellow-creature, to whose assistance and comfort they were anxious to contribute all in their power; each rivalled the others in relieving the poor wounded prisoners; and their humanity was amply acknowledged and repaid by the gratitude which the unfortunate men's friends expressed when they came to take them away. Soon after the British flag was displayed on the fort, Captain Maitland took possession of the enemy's vessels already mentioned, and hoisted a flag of truce, informing the inhabitants that, if they would deliver up such of the stores as were on shore, he would do them no damage, which proposal was instantly and cheerfully agreed to. The Captain, in his official despatch, praises in the highest terms, the bravery and discipline of such of his men as were on shore. "Much to the credit of the ship's company," he says, "the bishop and one of the principal inhabitants of the town, came off to express their gratitude for the orderly behaviour of the people, and to make offer of every refreshment the place afforded." This spirited enterprise was effected at noon-day, though the fortress mounted twelve eighteen-pounders, and was garrisoned with more than two hundred and fifty men. Lieutenant Yeo and six of his men were wounded. For his valour and conduct on this occasion, he was promoted to the rank of master and commander, and finally appointed to the command of the Confiance, one of the captured vessels. REMINISCENCES OF THE AMERICAN WAR. "Let me embrace theè, good old chronicle, That hast so long walk'd hand in hand with time." You ask me for a single reminiscence of the olden time, which may challenge your sympathy for female suffering, and is as yet unhacknied. You shall have one. The recent perusal of a file of old newspapers has brought it freshly to memory, and if your sympathy can be excited by the recital of an event of a private nature, which gave occasion in its time to deep and heartfelt regret, and occurred towards the close of the revolutionary war, I will detain you for a few moments by reverting to the year 1807, and by taking you with me within the British lines at New York. It is only an incident, I confess, but it is of a character to furnish a scene for the "mind's eye;" an incident which, though it could never occupy a very prominent place upon the canvass, might prove itself a fine auxiliary, spreading a sweet and tender effect over the more distant parts of the picture. There are many similar events which seem fated to be lost in the rapid changes of feeling and the constant revolutions of business; many too that would give interest to the tale, and pathos to the ballad. It is not generally known that some of the élite of the English nobility served in this country during the revolution, but the fact may be ascertained by referring to the biographical notices which from time to time appear in foreign publications. Many gallant young men, who were the only hope of their families, and made their first essay in arms against their transatlantic brethren, were doomed to fall at the onset of their career. Some of the choicest blood in English chivalry bedewed the plains of Brandywine, and valour, birth and merit, were alike an unavailing sacrifice in the struggle at Saratoga. military conduct of his commander, and his testimony is the most interesting part of the celebrated narrative of the expedition. He is said to have been to the last, frank, communicative and hospitable, and to have abounded in anecdotes of his American campaign. Perhaps he had not forgotten, and if he had, certain old matrons of Williamstown in Massachusetts have not, a scene which took place at the village inn, upon his march to Cambridge as a prisoner of war, and when for the gratification of female curiosity, Lord Napier, or himself, mounted a chair, and was exhibited by his comrades, notwithstanding his muddy and threadbare habiliments, as a specimen of a "real lord." Be this as it may, we all know there is, or very lately was in existence, a house in Wall-street at New York, which was long pointed out to the curious as the head-quarters of the Duke of Clarence, (his present Majesty William IV.) when he was a stripling officer under the command of Admiral Digby; and it would not be difficult to seat one's-self in the very same window-seat in Brooklyn, whence the veritable Earl of Caithness was wont with "half an eye" to watch the Union flying at the flag-staff in the Fort, or "vertere in see," turn his glance upon his own regiment quartered on his own side of the river. There was one distinguished family in England, which lost its head at this memorable battle, and in which the voice of weeping was heard upon the advent of its melancholy tidings. I allude to that of Sir Francis Carr Clerke, the aidde-camp of General Burgoyne, who, although he possessed hereditary honours, and a fair estate in Lancashire, was at the age of twenty-nine mortally wounded in the wilds of America, and now sleeps in an obscure grave near that of the un-envy of Bond-street and the pride of the fortunate Frazer. Several of our prints have lately copied an obituary of the Earl of Balcarras, who was also at Saratoga, and had two remarkable rencontres with General Arnold, the one, when at the head of the British light infantry, he defended himself against his desperate valour, and the other when he subsequently refused to recognise him as an acquaintance at the court of St. James, even upon the introduction of the King himself. He was one of the most important witnesses examined in relation to the The late Earl of Harrington was also in America, a captain in the 29th foot, and a supernumerary aid of general Burgoyne. He was very soon exchanged, and in two years after, we heard of his surrender at discretion to the fair heiress of Brompton park. He has recently been most distinguished as the father of that eminent fop, Lord Petersham, the pave. This sort of notoriety, though not exactly for the same reason, was that which immortalized "Philip Ticknesse, father of Lord Audley." The celebrated Lady Harriet Ackland, although we never could forgive her second marriage with Mr. Brudenell, (chaplain to the artillery) upon the major's being killed in a duel in England, has rendered herself for ever famous. The exhibition of her devotion to him amid the horrors of battle and the tedious hours of sickness, has been celebrated by the classic pen of Burgoyne, as a "picture of the spirit, |