from Lord Sandwich, he could not avoid thinking it wrong to ask Admiral
Keppel to alter them. Such was his high sense of propriety, and so
little his self-consideration.
On the 27th of May, Captain Nelson arrived in St. John's Harbour,
Newfoundland, with four sail of the convoy; having parted with the
Daedalus, twenty days before, three hundred leagues to the eastward of
Cape Clear, in a hard gale of wind.
On the 3d of June, hearing that the remainder of the Quebec fleet had
arrived at a harbour some leagues to the leeward, he sailed to join
them; and, without losing a single vessel, they reached the place of
destination on the 1st of July.
The third day after their arrival, he was ordered on a cruize off
Boston; from which he returned to Quebec on the 17th of September, with
the whole crew almost devoured by the scurvy. Himself and all the
officers had, for eight weeks together, lived on salt beef; nor had the
ship's company enjoyed a single fresh meal since the beginning of April.
During the greater part of this time, he had made a point of contriving
to see Boston steeple every morning; where he watched for vessels, as
they sailed in and out of the harbour.
Though this cruize was of the unsuccessful sort, not a single prize
being brought into port, they took, saw, and destroyed, more enemies
than are often met with in the same space of time. Some of the prizes
taken, and one of them of considerable value, were lost by the
mismanagement of the prize-masters. That of the principal one, was
occasioned by the intoxication of the captors; who had, indiscreetly,
made too free with the wine on board.
"I do not, however," said he, in a letter to Captain Locker, "repine at
our loss; we have, in other respects, been very fortunate: for, on the
14th of August, we fell in with, in Boston Bay, four sail of the line,
and the Iris frigate, part of Monsieur Vaudreuil's squadron, who gave us
a pretty dance for nine or ten hours. But we beat all, except the
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