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In April, 1782, Captain Sir John Jervis sailed out with the Foudroyant, in Barrington's squadron, and shared in the honours of Keppel, Howe, and other victors successively. In 1787, he was advanced to the rank of Rear-Admiral; and in 1790, Admiral of the White. In 1795, he suffered a great loss in the burning of his flag-ship, the Boyne: his health also was, for a time, materially injured. On his recovery, he was appointed to succeed Admiral Hotham, in the command of the fleet in the Mediterranean. He sailed out in the Lively, a British frigate; and on his arrival hoisted his flag on board the Victory, 100 guns.

About daybreak, on the 14th of February, 1797, Sir John discovered the enemy off Cape St. Vincent; and having properly arranged his plan, he followed out the manœuvres of his great instructor, Lord Howe, and cut through the enemy's line! In a very short time the Spanish vessels were reduced from twenty-seven ships to eighteen. It being discovered that the Spanish admiral was endeavouring to restore the broken line, by wearing round the rear of the British lines, Commodore Nelson, who was in the rearmost ship, directly wore, and prevented his intention by standing towards him. On this occasion the British captured the Salvator del Mundo, and San Josef, of 112 guns each; the San Nicholas, of 84; and San Isidro, of 74. The slain and wounded on board of these before they struck, were 600; and the English about half that number in the whole fleet.

This was one of the early scenes of Nelson's bravery; and he has described, in his character of commodore under Sir John, how the boarding of the San Nicholas was effected :

"The soldiers of the 69th, doing duty as marines, with an alacrity that will ever do them credit, and Lieutenant Pearson of the same regiment, were almost the foremost on this service. The first man who jumped into the enemy's mizen-chains was Captain Berry, late my first lieutenant; he was supported from our spritsail yard, which hooked on the mizen-rigging. A soldier of the 69th regiment having broken the upper quarter gallery window, I jumped in myself, and others followed as fast as possible. I found the cabin doors fastened, and some Spanish officers fired their pistols; but, having broken open the doors, the soldiers fired, and the Spanish brigadier fell as he was retreating to the quarter-deck of the vessel. I pushed onwards immediately for the quarter-deck, where I found Captain Berry in possession of the poop, and the Spanish ensign was being hauled down. I passed with my people and Lieutenant Pearson along the larboard gangway to the forecastle, where I met two or three Spanish officers, prisoners

to my seamen; they delivered me their swords. A fire of pistols or muskets opening from the Admiral's stern gallery of the San Josef, I directed the soldiers to fire into her stern; and calling to Captain Miller, ordered him to send more men into the San Nicholas, and directed my people to board the first-rate, which was done in an instant, Captain Berry assisting me into the main-chains. At this moment, a Spanish officer looked over the quarter-deck rail, and said they surrendered. From this most welcome intelligence, it was not long before I was on the quarter-deck, when the Spanish captain, with a bow, presented me his sword, and said the Admiral was dying of his wounds. I asked him on his honour, if the ship was surrendered; he declared she was: on which I gave him my hand, and desired him to call on his officers and ship's company, and tell them of it, which he did; and on the quarter-deck of a Spanish first-rate, extravagant as the story may seem, did I receive the swords of the vanquished Spaniards; which, as I received, I gave to William Fearney, one of my bargemen, who put them, with the greatest sang froid, under his arm. I was surrounded by Captain Berry, Lieutenant Pearson (of the 69th), John Sykes, John Thompson, and Francis Cook (all old Agamemnons); and several other brave men, sailors and soldiers: thus fell these two ships.”—(From Nelson's Letter.)

Sir John Jervis's skill and bravery on this occasion caused him to be created Earl St. Vincent, with a pension of £3,000 per annum. A gold chain and medal were given him from the hands of the king; the freedom of the city of London, and other marks of metropolitan favours were showered thick upon him while Vice-Admiral Parker, and Admiral Thompson were created baronets; and Vice-Admiral the Hon. W. Waldegrave was favoured with a government situation of eminence: but such are the singular phases of those who are subjected to the smiles or slights of fortune-the HERO who penned the letter we have copied for the reader,—the man who 'jumped through the window" of the upper gallery of the Spanish ship, and to whom, to say the least of it, much praise was due, he was merely created a Companion of the Bath. However, his day came at last, and his fame was

"Not for an age, but for all time.”

Admiral Jervis, Earl St. Vincent, was in every way worthy of the dignities that his king and country lavished upon him; and his trials were ended as the warfare of such hardy Britons should be-in peace and quietness. He died on the 13th of March, 1823, in the ninetieth year of his age.

"How sleep the brave who sink to rest,
By all their country's wishes bless'd?
By fairy hands their knell is rung,
By forms unseen their dirge is sung;
There Honour comes, a pilgrim gray,
To bless the turf that wraps their clay,
And freedom's sons shall oft repair

With Fame, to twine green laurels there."

"Whatever interest may be taken," says a talented reviewer, "in the achievements of an army, it is far inferior to the appeal which is made to our passions, by the union of personal powers, and individual mental energy. By all regular systems of military tactics, the exercise at least of these qualities must be generally separated; so much is said about echelons and deployments, columns and hollow squares, that we seem to be contemplating mere masses of inert matter, driven about by some extraneous cause, and whose impulse and effect can be best calculated by the laws of dynamics. The semblance of volition is too much obscured in rank and file. The gallantry of each individual arm is lost in the compact charge; and thus, from causes which are somewhat analogous, sailors have more of the rough enterprise of ancient chivalry than soldiers. The admiral of a fleet shares all the common danger of his men; and they have greater scope for individual exertion and sagacity. The cutting of a vessel out of a hostile harbour rivets our attention; and the chase of a frigate rouses our anxiety for the result, more than the rout of a discomfited army." We cannot withhold our expression of assent to these observations; and, doubtless, many of our readers, after taking a retrospective view of the individual enterprise recorded in these pages, will agree with us, in placing the hardy tar foremost in the chronicles of warlike daring; and surpassed by none in his untiring perseverance and enduring fortitude, when he is once fairly on the seaward track of the enemies of Old England. He is

"The bravest of the brave."

A veteran naval officer, of no small celebrity, who departed this life within a few days antecedent to the death of Admiral St. Vincent, was also one who ought not to be forgotten, as a son of the ocean. In Glasgow, about the year 1746, was born George Keith Elphinstone. He was the fifth son of Charles, tenth Lord Elphinstone, by Clementina, only surviving daughter of the Earl of Wigtoun. Having received an education suitable to the profession for which he was intended, George Keith went to sea, in 1762, on board the Gosport, then commanded by Captain Jervis (afterwards Earl St. Vincent).

The young seaman shifted his berths from one ship to another, serving for various periods in the Juno, Lively, and Emerald frigates; until, about the beginning of 1767, he went out to China, along with his gallant, though less famous brother, the Hon. W. Elphinstone. Two years after this, he joined the squadron of Commodore Lindsay, as lieutenant; and after serving some time in India, he returned to England, and was made first lieutenant in the flag-ship of Sir Peter Dennis, cruising in the Mediterranean. In 1772, he was made commander, and appointed to the Scorpion manof-war.

On the 11th of March, 1775, we find him commissioned as post-captain, and appointed to the Marlborough, 74 guns: he subsequently went out to the American coast, serving under the gallant Howe, by whom he was highly esteemed as a person of great nautical skill.

In January, 1781, our hero captured the Rotterdam, a Dutch ship-of-war, having three hundred men aboard, and carrying 50 guns. As captain of the Warwick, he had the honour to have Prince William Henry out with him, a royal midshipman; this circumstance laid the foundation of a lasting friendship.

In the spring of 1794, he was honoured with the rank of Rear-Admiral of the Blue, and on the 4th of July, in the same year, to the dignity of Rear-Admiral of the White; and created a knight of the Bath. He now hoisted his flag on the Barfleur, 98 guns, and formed a portion of the Channel fleet. During the following year, Sir George Keith was sent out to the Cape, as commander of a squadron, his own flag-ship being the Monarch, 74. In this service he gained the laurels that are awarded by a grateful country for deeds of hardihood and perseverance. His enemies were the Dutch; but Sir George allowed them little rest until Cape Town was evacuated, and that valuable colony taken possession of by the British. The gallant admiral's next employment was in the Indian seas; and in a comparatively short space of time, the islands of Ceylon, Cochin, Malacca, and the vast chain of the Moluccas, fell into the hands of the British Government.

Having been tossed about from ocean to ocean, serving energetically and skilfully, wherever duty called, on the 3rd of January, 1797, Admiral Keith arrived at Spithead; and on the 7th of March following, was created Baron Keith of Stonehaven Marischal. In 1798 he was out at Gibraltar, with Earl St. Vincent; and sometime during the following year he hoisted his flag on the famous Queen Charlotte, 100 guns, and was appointed to the command of the Mediterranean fleet. His subsequent services added to his lasting fame. Admiral

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