Admirals -- Great Britain -- Biography; Exmouth, Edward Pellew, Viscount, 1757-1833
"It has pleased God to give me again the opportunity of writing
you, and it has also pleased Him to give success to our efforts
against these hordes of barbarians. I never, however, saw any set
of men more obstinate at their guns, and it was superior fire only
that could keep them back. To be sure, nothing could stand before
the _Queen Charlotte's_ broadside. Everything fell before it; and
the Swedish consul assures me we killed above five hundred at the
very first fire, from the crowded way in which troops were drawn
up, four deep above the gun boats, which were also full of men. I
had myself beckoned to many around the guns close to us to move
away, previous to giving the order to fire; and I believe they are
within bounds, when they state their loss at seven thousand men.
Our old friend John Gaze was as steady as a rock; and it was a
glorious sight to see the _Charlotte_ take her anchorage, and to
see her flag towering on high, when she appeared to be in the
flames of the Mole itself; and never was a ship nearer burnt; it
almost scorched me off the poop; we were obliged to haul in the
ensign, or it would have caught fire. Everybody behaved uncommonly
well. Admiral Milne came on board at two o'clock in the morning,
and kissed my hand fifty times before the people, as did the Dutch
Admiral, Von Capellan. I was but slightly touched in the thigh,
face, and fingers--my glass cut in my hand, and the skirts of my
coat torn off by a large shot; but as I bled a good deal, it
looked as if I was badly hurt, and it was gratifying to see and
hear how it was received even in the cockpit, which was then pretty
full. My thigh is not quite skinned over, but I am perfectly well,
and hope to reach Portsmouth by the 10th of October. Ferdinand has
sent me a diamond star. Wise behaved most nobly, and took up a
line-of-battle ship's station; but all behaved nobly. I never saw
such enthusiasm in all my service. Not a wretch shrunk any where;
and I assure you it was a very arduous task, but I had formed a
very correct judgment of all I saw, and was confident, if
supported, I should succeed. I could not wait for an offshore wind
to attack; the season was too far advanced, and the land-winds
become light and calmy. I was forced to attack at once with a
lee-shore, or perhaps wait a week for a precarious wind along
shore; and I was quite sure I should have a breeze off the land
about one or two in the morning, and equally sure we could hold out
to that time. Blessed be God! it came, and a dreadful night with
it, of thunder, lightning, and rain, as heavy as I ever saw.
Several ships had expended all their powder, and been supplied from
the brigs. I had latterly husbanded, and only fired when they fired
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