conduct on this occasion has been sufficient to establish your character as a brave, skilful, and attentive officer."

dressed, Lieutenant Henry Ducie Chads:

"I have much satisfaction in returning you your sword. Had you been an officer who had served in comparative obscurity all your life, and never before heard of, your

Lieutenant Chads was promoted to the rank of Commander, on which list he still continues.

ADMIRAL SAMUEL GRANSTON GOODALL entered the Navy at an early age, and was promoted to the rank of lieutenant on the first of September, 1756. He was from thence advanced to the station of commander on the second of June, 1760, and to that of post captain on the third of January, 1762, he being then appointed to the Mercury of 20 guns. The early part of this gentleman's employment as a captain appears totally unmarked with any memorable occurrence, for no subsequent mention is made, in any degree material, concerning him, till the commencement of hostilities with France in 1778, when he was appointed to the Defiance, of 64 guns; and from thence, after a ser vice of a few months, was promoted to the Valiant, of 74 guns, in which ship he continued to be employed in the home or channel service, till the end of the year 1781, when he was ordered to the West Indies with Lord Rodney. He there distinguished himself as well in the memorable action with the French fleet under the Comte de Grasse as subsequent to it. The Valiant was one of the squadron detached after the encounter under the orders of Sir Samuel Hood, afterwards Lord Viscount Hood, for the purpose of picking up any straggling ships that might be endeavouring to make their escape after the late discomfiture. On the 19th of April, five sail were discovered, which afterwards proved to be the Caton and Jason, of 64 guns and 600 men each, fresh ships, which are said not to have been in the preceding actions, with two frigates and a corvette.

A general chase of course immediately commenced; the Valiant being the headmost ship, and Captain Goodall impelled, as well by the eager desire of distinguishing himself, as of destroying the enemies of his country, crossed the shoals of Cape Roxo at a very great risk of grounding nay, it is even asserted that the ship's keel actually ploughed the soft sand, but was, by a great press of sail, forced over the shoals in safety. Captain Goodall came up with the enemy about three o'clock in the afternoon. The rest of the squadron, the Magnificent, and one or two other ships excepted, being either becalmed, or occupied in chasing the other vessels, the Valiant closed, first with the Caton, which ship, after a short action, having fallen off with her bows towards the Valiant, was raked with good success, and immediately

struck. The Jason endeavoured to escape, but being pursued by Captain Goodall, was, after a warm contest, which continued for three quarters of an hour, compelled to surrender, as well as her companion. The Valiant had, on this occasion, only twelve men killed and wounded: the gazette states only two killed and six wounded: but what considerably enhances the merit of this action is, that, in consequence of her losses in the course of the preceding engagements, the Valiant had no more than five hundred and sixtyfive men on board fit for duty, while the crew of the Jason alone amou ed to upwards of six hundred m and that of the Caton to nearl many. After this encounter, C. tain Goodall served during

was within side. One of them immediately answered, in a tone which at once proclaimed his disposition and country, "Sir I did not know you were within there, and now I do not know who you are; but if I have given offence I am willing," said he, holding out the ready charged pistols, "to give you the satisfaction of a gentleman, take your choice."

With his usual presence of mind, che Noble Lord seized hold of both he pistols, and said to his astonished countryman, "Do me the justice Sir, to go into that summer house, hut the door, and let me have two hots at you, then we shall be upon qual terms, and I shall be quite at 1 our service to give or receive the atisfaction of a gentleman."

There was an air of drollery and f superiority in his manner which t once struck and pleased the Hiernian. "Upon my conscience, Sir, believe you are an honest fellow," aid he, looking him earnestly in the ce, and I have a great mind to hake hands with you.-Will you nly just tell me who you are?"

The Nobleman told his name--a ame dear to every Briton and eveIrishman!" I beg your pardon, d that's what no man ever accusIme of doing before," cried the llant Hibernian," and had I known ho you were, I would as soon ve shot my own soul as have fired the door. But how could I tell ho was within side?" "That is the ry thing of which I complain," said Lordshp. His candid opponent mitted the justice of the comaint as soon as he understood it, d he promised never more to be ilty of such a practical bull.

Nautical Knowledge. Sailors, ough they are the best fighters in eworld are not always the eatest scholars, or theologians. ing lately at church,

that the ark was shoulders, left the sion, affirming

with an oath, that master chaplain there had told a damned lie, "for as how, do ye see," says he, I have heard that that same ark was big enough to stow one Captain Noah, his crew, and a great deal of live stock."

Nautical Pun.-Two sailors falling into a learned dispute, whether or no the King (God bless him) was head of the Church; which the one pertinaciously insisted upon, the other as resolutely denied, affirming that power to be vested in the Archbishop of Canterbury; a third put an end to the controversy, by observing, to the satisfaction of both parties, that his Majesty surely was master of the Seas.

Impromptu.-The fleet under Sir Edward Hawke, during its long cruises off Brest, had constantly been supplied with fresh provisions, vegetables, and porter; but after the defeat of M. Conflans, the wea, ther became so extremely tempestuous, that the usual supplies could not be sent out, and it was necessary that the men should be put to short allowance; in consequence of which the following witty impromptu was written:

Ere Hawke did bang
Monsieur Conflans,
You sent us beef and beer;
Now Monsieur's beat,
We've nought to eat,

Since you have nought to fear.

During the rejoicings, for peace in 1802, some English sailors passing by the house of M. Otto, and seeing, among other preparations for illuminations, the word Concord, mistook the meaning, and read it Conquer'd. On which one of them remarked, "they conquer us; they be damned;" and immediately knock ed at the door, and demanded the reason for placing that word, which was explained, but to no purpo and M. Otto actually ordered i be taken down, and the word A placed in its stead.

Poetical Scraps.

THE SEA KING'S DEATH SONG.

BY ALLAN CUNNINGHAM.

I'll launch my gallant bark no more,
Nor smile to see how gay
Its pennon dances as we bound
Along the watery way;
The wave I walk on's mine-the god
I worship is the breeze,
My rudder is my magic rod

Of rule, on isles and seas:
Blow, blow, ye winds, for lordly France,
Or shores of swarthy Spain;
Blow where ye list of earth I'm lord,

When monarch of the inain.

When last upon the surge I rode,

A strong wind on me shot,
And tossed me as I toss my plume,
In battle fierce and hot;

Three days and nights no sun I saw,
Nor gentle star, nor moon,
Three foot of foam flashed o'er my decks,
I sang to see it-soon

The wind fell mute, forth shone the sun,
Broad dimpling smiled the brine;

I leap'd on Ireland's shore, and made

Half of her riches mine.

The wild hawk wets her yellow foot
In blood of serf and king;
Deep bites the brand, sharp smites the axe,
And helm and cuirass ring;
The foam flies from the charger's flanks,
Like wreaths of winter's snow:
Spears shiver, and the bright shafts start
In thousands from the how-
Strike up, strike up, my minstrels all,

Use tongue and tuneful chord-
Be mute!-My music is the clang
Of cleaving axe and sword.
Cursed be the Norseman who puts trust
In mortar and in stone;
Who rears a wall, or builds a tower,

Or makes on earth his throne;
My monarch throne's the willing wave,
That bears me to the beach;
My sepulchre's the deep sea surge,
Where lead shall never reach;
My death-song is the howling wind,
That bends my quivering mast, -
Bid England's maidens join the song,
I there made orphans last.

31 Mourn, all ye hawks of heaven, for me,
Oft, oft, by frith and flood,
I called ye forth to feast on kings;
Who now shall give ye food?
Mourn, too, thou deep-devouring sea,
For of earth's proudest lords
We served thee oft a sumptuous feast,
With our sharp shining swords;
Mourn, midnight, mourn, no more tha
hear

Armed thousands shout my n

My race is run, my flight is flown;
And like the eagle free,
That soars into the cloud and dies,
I leave my life on sea.

To man I yield not; spear nor sword
Ne'er harmed me in the ire,
Vain on me Europe showered her shafts,
And Asia poured her fire.
Nor wound nor scar my body bears,
My lip made never moan,
And Oden bold, who gave me life,
Now comes and takes his own.

Light! light there! let me get one look,-
Yon is the golden sky,
With all its glorious lights, and there
My subject sea flows by:
Around me all my comrades stand,
Who oft have trod with me
On princes' necks, a joy that's flown,
And never more may be.
Now put my helmet on my head,
My bright sword in my hand,
That I may die as I have lived,
In arms and high command.

The Anniversary.

In the war raging at the accession of his Majesty George III. two gallant sea-bred sons of a Captain Everett, in the royal navy, got commands. One of them, Michael, was killed on board the Ruby, in the American war, many years after; the other, Charles, in his early years of a post captain had the Soleby, a small frigate; and cruising near Weymouth, fell in with two very heavy French privateers; he engaged both, winged one, and immediately closing with the second took her, and then, at his leisure, picked up the first. This action was much admired at the time.

Charles, from a lad, had a fiery red nose, but was always ready to cry out "scaldings" with his messmates, whether the kettle of boiling water was in sight, or his own fierce He married an heiress mi aud took

SHAKSPEARE.

After acquiring the rank of admiral, he was one day at a public dinner of the Hampshire Hunt, and whilst the bottle was circulating, up came a waiter to say-" a poor sailor below wished to speak with Admiral Calmady." The admiral was not permitted to leave the room, and the chairman requested of him that the man should be allowed to come up. Accordingly old Jack, very much in dishabille, made his appearance; and the chairman ordered him to find out the admiral, if they had ever sailed together; now all the gentlemen were in the same uniform of the Hunt. Jack moved round to Calmady's chair: "Sailed together he knows all that, but Charles Everett was his name then, God bless him The admiral looked at him wi recollection of his face: "N

Cal

about you."-" But, admi