There the matter rested till August 9th, when Mitchell attacked Mr. Hunter in the street with a large bludgeon. Mr. Hunter, having nothing to defend himself with, after receiving four blows and attempting unsuccessfully, at the same time, to seize Mitchell by the collar, said, “Mr. Mitchell, I am unarmed; I must retreat unless you lay aside your weapon.” Mr. Hunter then retreated to Dr. Kollock’s for a cane, but could not procure one. By this time some of the inhabitants interfered. The same evening Mr. Hunter sent Mr. Mitchell a challenge, who, after much equivocation, accepted it. Dr. Kollock was Mr. Hunter’s second, Major B. Maxwell was second to Mitchell. Mr. Hunter fired first, and hit Mitchell on the hip; Mitchell missed Mr. Hunter. Mr. Hunter’s second fire hit Mitchell on the groin also, without penetrating the skin; but Mr. Hunter received Mitchell’s second ball in his right breast. Mr. Hunter immediately turned, and exclaimed, “I am a dead man;” and as Drs. Glenn and Kollock caught him in their arms he asked for a glass of wine and expired. BETWEEN LIEUT. W——, R.N., AND CAPT. I——, OF THE ARMY. March, 1803. This morning a most extraordinary duel took place in Hyde Park, between Lieutenant W——, of the navy, and Captain I——, of the army. The antagonists arrived at the appointed place within a few minutes of each other. Some dispute arose respecting the distance, which the friends of Lieutenant W—— insisted should not exceed six paces; while the seconds of Captain I—— urged strongly the rashness of so short a distance, and insisted on its being extended. At length the proposal of Lieutenant W——’s friends was agreed to, and the parties fired per signal; when Lieutenant W—— received the shot of his adversary on the guard of his pistol, which tore away the third and fourth fingers of his right hand. The seconds then interfered to no purpose. The son of Neptune, apparently callous to pain, wrapped his handkerchief round his hand, and swore he had another, which never failed him. Captain I—— called his friend aside, and told him it was in vain to urge a reconciliation. They again took their ground. On Lieutenant W—— receiving the pistol in his left hand, he looked steadfastly at Captain I—— for some time, then cast his eyes to heaven, and said, “Forgive me.” The parties fired as before, and both fell. Captain I—— received the shot through his head, and instantly expired. Lieutenant W—— received the ball in his left breast, and immediately inquired of his friend if Captain I——’s wound was mortal? Being answered in the affirmative, he thanked Heaven he had lived thus long. He requested that a mourning ring, which was on his finger, might be given to his sister; and that she might be assured it was the happiest moment he ever knew. He had scarcely finished the word when a quantity of blood burst from his wound, and he expired almost without a struggle.