was daily visited by parties of the Maryborough's
sailors.

The spirit of our seamen was heroic. On
board the Queen and Invincible, the sailors who
had their arms taken off in the engagement of
the 29th went into the cockpit on the 1st of
June, to assist the surgeons and encourage the
poor men who were to submit to the same
operation, by declaring it was much less painful
than it appeared to be, and that they left no
pain from the wounds.

The Defence, Captain Gambier, behaved most
gallantly, was terribly cut up, and totally
dismasted; she was one of the few that passed
through the enemy's line, got into the midst of
the French ships, and lost her main and mizen
masts. At the close of the action, Captain
Pakenham, a rattling, good-humoured Irishman,
hailed him from the Invincible, " Well,
Jimmy, I see you are pretty well mauled; but
never mind, Jimmy, whom the Lord loveth he
chasteneth."

The Invincible (Pakenham) also did bravely,
running amuck among the astonished French, and
striking with both hands as he ran the gauntlet.
Pakenham, having fired away in a very rude
style on one of the French men-of-war, and
observing they did not answer the compliment in
the manner he expected, stopped his fire, and
desired to know if the ship had struck. On
being answered they had not, he hallooed out,
in great rage, " Then, d—n ye, why do you not
fire?" Remarking that one of the enemy's
ships had shot away the topmasts of one
commanded by his particular friend, Pakenham
declared with an oath, " I'll pay you for that;"
and, bearing down on the Frenchman, he gave
him a broadside for the affront offered to his
comrade. After the action of the 29th, he sent
word to Lord Howe that his men and guns
were quite ready for another touch, but they
must tow him into the line, for his ship would
not stir, and then he would do his duty.

Captain Harvey, in the Brunswick (seventy-four)
fought the Vengeur (seventy-four) with a
good-natured courage that nothing could quell.
Lord Howe had placed Harvey's ship next his
own, as a token of his esteem. One of the bower
anchors of the Brunswick being shot away, the
cable ran out its whole length, and the ship, in
sounding, fell close alongside of the Vengeur,
still full of fight. The brave captain of the
Brunswick received two shots in his arm before
he left the deck to have it amputated, in
consequence of a third wound. His brother, Captain
Henry Harvey, in the Ramilies, seeing the
Brunswick beset by three French ships at one
time, bore down between the enemy and his
brother, to draw off their fire. A fine bit of
sailor's dry humour and naivete was shown
during this fight. The Brunswick had a large
figure-head of the duke, with a laced hat on.
The hat was struck off by a shot in the battle.
The crew of the Brunswick, thinking it a
degradation that a prince of that house should
continue to be uncovered in face of the
enemy, sent a deputation to the quarter-deck
to request that Captain Harvey would be pleased
to order his servant to give them his laced
cocked-hat to supply the loss. The good-
humoured captain complied, and the carpenter
nailed it on the duke's head, where
it remained till the battle was finished. The
Ramilies poured such a revengeful and crushing
fire into the Vengeur, that she went to
the bottom with three hundred and twenty
men, just as the battle was over, and her
officers were removing her prisoners to the
Ramilies and the Brunswick.

When the Sans Pareil was taken possession
of, Captain Troubridge was found on board as
a prisoner, having been captured in the Castor,
when in charge of the Newfoundland convoy.
On the morning of the 1st of June, the French
officers, seeing the British fleet under easy sail,
going parallel to the French line, taunted him
by saying "there will be no fighting to-day:
your admiral will not venture down." " Wait
a little," said Troubridge; "English sailors
never like to fight with empty stomachs. I see
the signal flying for all hands to breakfast;
after which, take my word for it, they will pay
you a visit." When the Sans Pareil had got
enough of the battle, and was prepared to
surrender, her captain sent down to request
Troubridge would come upon deck and do him the
honour to strike her colours: an honour which
he thought fit to decline.

The Audacious, a small seventy-four (Captain
Parker), impinging on the Révolutionaire, a
large three-decker, as a smartly shot small marble
drives a big " bonze " out of the ring, struck it
out of the line, and stuck to her enemy all night
and all the next day, keeping up a pertinacious
fight, and clinging to her like a terrier to a mad
bull. Captain Parker in his despatch says:

"At this time his mizen-mast was gone by
the board; his lower-yards and main-topsail-
yard shot away: he fell athwart our bows;
but we separated without being entangled; he
then directed his course before the wind.
When the enemy separated from athwart our
bows, the company of his Majesty's ship under
my command gave three cheers, from the idea,
taken from the people quartered forward, that
his colours were struck. This I cannot myself
take upon me to say, though I think it likely,
from his situation obliging him to pass through
or near to our line; but certain it is he was completely
beaten: his fire slackened towards the
latter part of the action, and the last broadside
(the ships' sides almost touching each other) he
sustained without returning more than the fire
of two or three guns."

At daybreak the people of the Audacious
saw, to their bitter disgust, nine sail of the
enemy's ships three miles to windward. Thus
she lost her prize, and, disabled as her rigging
was, she would certainly have fallen into
the hands of the French, had not some friendly
rain and fog spread between them, and enabled
the Audacious to slip back to Plymouth.

All this time the old admiral stood upon the
poop of the Queen Charlotte, undaunted amid