1 Santa Rosalia ship six guns wine, lead and ore 2 Name unknown barque ” lead ore 3 ” ” ” lead ore 4 ” ” ” lead ore “I have the honour to be, &c. “J. BRENTON.” “REAR ADMIRAL MARTIN, &c. &c. &c.” The little squadron continued cruizing off the bay of Naples until the 30th of April, when the Espoir was detached with the usual report of the enemy’s vessels to the Rear Admiral. In the midst of this trying, stirring, anxious life, it may be well to introduce an extract from a letter written home at this period, which shews that the energy and firmness of professional character were not incompatible with those softer feelings which form the happiness of domestic life; but that one principle suggested and supplied the elements of each. “SPARTAN, OFF TREPANI, 12th APRIL, 1810. “Four years from this time, if my memory is correct, we had just taken up our residence at that earthly paradise, the Petits Capucins; and how little did we then think, that in the course of such a period as has elapsed, so many events would have occurred; that I should have had my liberty, and have passed three years on a foreign station. “I know not what at this moment gave rise to these reflections; but this I know, that the retrospect excites gratitude, and that I feel the fullest confidence for the future. From the same causes, perhaps at the end of the next four years, we may all be assembled, and offering up together our thanks for the innumerable blessings we have received. —— will perhaps say I am psalm-singing again; but be it so; I take peculiar pleasure in recurring to the past, and often think there are very few who have had so much prosperity with so little ground to hope for it. “Many have been more fortunate, but multitudes less so; and as to my captivity; I would not part with the remembrance of it for five thousand pounds. It was the happiest part of my life, and is always present to my recollection. The test of real happiness is to be sensible of it at the time; and that I recollect was my case, particularly when walking in the little avenue above the alcove. A fine moonlight evening, and having nothing to do, have turned my thoughts that way, and I felt inclined to put them on paper for your benefit.”