'St. Domingo; he has given me part of his

room; and has been to a degree kind. I ' am sorry he is not employed with us, he is so sensible a man; I am sure there are few ' like him.

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'I received your letter enclosed by Brownrigg yesterday. My baggage will be a convenient supply upon my return from 'this expedition. The weather here is not

hotter than we had it at Calvi: I dare say 'I shall stand it very well. Trust to the good 'fortune which has hitherto attended me, that

it will not forsake me now, and keep your'self and my Mother free from unnecessary 'anxiety. I shall write upon every occasion. 'Tell General Nesbitt, for I have not time to write to him, that upon quitting the 'foreigners, the appointment of the Count de

Maleissye, to be my brigade-major, could 'not take place. His situation, poor fellow, has become extremely disagreeable, as he sailed from England in such a hurry; and has consequently no money. I gave him

* Lieutenant-General Sir Robert Brownrigg.

forty pounds, which Nesbitt will stop from

his pay. The Count has, or is to write to

'him to this effect.

'St. Domingo.

He goes this day to

'I hope my boots and saddles will come 'with the trunks. Tell Rymer, the shoe'maker, that the boots and shoes forwarded ' for Major Stewart are to be sent to him at 'Gibraltar.

'Any of your friends who have West 'Indian property had better dispose of it: ' for whatever is our success, that property 'must be finally annihilated. Giving free'dom and arming the Negroes is the inevi'table loss of these islands to the French as ' well as English.

'I wrote to my Mother and Nesbitt from 'the transport, after I got under way at 'Portsmouth. Remember me affectionately to my Mother, and all in Clifford Street, ' and believe me, my dear Father,

⚫ Fort Charlotte, St. Lucia. December Lith. 1736.

My dear Mother,-The last letter from the family is from James, the 4th October.

He desires me never to omit writing by every 'packet, but the packet does not come here;

its arrival at Martinique is uncertain, and when we hear of it, an opportunity does not always offer of sending from this.

I am extremely sorry to hear it whispered that the ministry have used General Stuart ill, and that he is not to come to this

country.

We expect Sir Ralph daily, but no troops; suppose from all this, that peace is certain. If it is not, you will have bad accounts of us soon. If we are to have war, nobody I know is so capable as General Stuart to carry it on-if peace, nobody so capable of settling the different islands, and giving administration the necessary information on the subject.

My government continues as turbulent as ' ever. The enemy within would be soon

'subdued, was it not for the supplies and

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encouragement he is constantly receiving from without. My means for preventing

this communication are much diminished

by the sickness and mortality which have ' prevailed among the troops. If I succeed in keeping this island, under all the dis

advantages I have to contend with, I shall think myself very fortunate: nothing short of such success can compensate for the ' vexation of body and mind I have, and 'must continue to suffer, whilst our affairs in this country remain in their present 'state. I was ill, but am perfectly recovered,

and am so prudent, that there is no fear of 'me; besides, the weather is now become quite cool, and will continue so, they say for 'some months.

I directed two boxes of the best Noyau to be sent in the convoy from Martinique, 'directed to my Father. It is not near so good as it was, since the war-brandy and 'the other materials cannot be procured; but 'it will do to drink my health in till I return 'to you. I do not care how soon this may

be, for if the war here is to be defensive,

and Guadaloupe not to be attacked, I shall 'wish most sincerely for peace, and my departure from this country. James criticizes my mode of proceeding against my bri'gands; and my Father coincides with him ; 'but they know nothing of the state of this 'country, or of this island. I shall write to

you as often as I can, to assure you of my 'existence, which, from the accounts you will 'hear of this country, is what you will be the most anxious about.

'With kind remembrances to all at home, 'believe me, my dear Mother,

Your affectionate Son,

'JOHN MOORE.'

'St. Lucia, 18th Jan. 1797.

My dear Father, -General Abercrombie,

after a very tedious passage, arrived at Martinique, about a fortnight ago; he sent 'me your letters, and one from himself, de

siring to see me for a day, if the service 'would permit. I crossed in a sloop of war 'the Admiral had sent for me. I stayed one

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day at Fort Royal, and then returned to the