But a third brother of the second Viscount--Edward, the Admiral--was destined to live in the pages of history; and of him I propose to treat more at length at the conclusion of this brief sketch of the family generally, which now draws rapidly to a close. George Evelyn, the Admiral's youngest son, was the third Viscount, issue having failed through his two uncles, and George Evelyn's brothers having died before the death of their uncle, the second Viscount. Of these brothers it may be observed, that Edward Hugh,[86] the eldest, who was M.P. for Truro, died abroad in 1774; and that William Glanville, a youth of great promise, and an officer in the navy, was drowned when eighteen years of age, in 1769, whilst bathing at Port Royal, Jamaica. In him, said Mrs. Delany, 'his father's (the Admiral's) merit revived,' and he was 'the delight and glory of the lives of his mother and sisters.' I hardly know whether the following lines on his death are from Mrs. Delany's pen, or from his mother's: 'Ah, William! till thy hapless hour Shall fade on mem'ry's pensive eye The muse on Fate shall curses shower, That doomed a youth like thee to die. 'Though lost, alas! thy lovely name With incense shall the skies perfume; And ev'ry flower of fairest fame Shall wish where William sleeps, to bloom. 'Till Virtue seek her native sphere, Till honour cease below to shine, For thee shall Virtue drop the tear, And Honour's envied praise be thine.' There can, however, be little doubt that it was a mother's pen which described him, on his cenotaph, as that 'most lovely, most beloved youth.'