It is, I thank God, only six days before I shall be with you, and to
be shewn all the beauties of Merton. I shall like it, leaves or no
leaves.

No person there can take amiss our not visiting. The answer from me
will always be very civil thanks, but that I wish to live retired. We
shall have our sea friends; and, I know, Sir William thinks they are
the best.

I have a letter from Mr. Trevor, begging me to recommend a youngster
for him; but, none before your Charles.

Banti, I suppose, must return; but, at present, we know not what ships
are to be kept in commission.

I have a letter from a female relation of mine. She has had three
husbands; and he, Mr. Sherstone, three wives. Her brother, a Nelson, I
have been trying, ever since I have been in England, to get promoted.
The last and present Admiralty promised. I never saw the man; he is in
a ship in the North Seas, forty-five years of age.

I have a letter from Troubridge, recommending me to wear flannel
shirts. Does he care for me? _No_; but, never mind. They shall work
hard, to get me back again.

Remember me, kindly, to Sir William, the Duke, and all friends; and
believe me, ever, your most affectionate

NELSON & BRONTE.