are inviolate."———"Generous nation!" exclaimed Don Manuel, " how greatly have I wronged thee!"———The boats of the Britiſh frigate now came along-ſide, and part of the crew were ſhifted out of the prize, taking their trunks and clothes along with them, in which they were very cordially aſſiſted by their conquerors. The barge ſoon after came a-board, with an officer in the ſtern- ſheets, and the crew in their white ſhirts and velvet caps, to eſcort the governor and the ſhip's captain on board the frigate, which lay with her ſails to the maſt awaiting their arrival: the accommodation ladder was flung over the ſide, and manned for the priſoners, who were received on the gang- way by the ſecond lieutenant, whilſt perfect ſilence, and the ſtricteſt diſcipline reigned in the ſhip, where all were under the decks, and no inquiſitive curious eyes were ſuffered to wound the feelings of the conquered, even with a glance. In the door of his cabin ſtood the captain, who received them with that modeſt complaiſance, which does not revolt the unfortunate by an overtrained politeneſs; he was a man of high birth and elegant manners, with a heart as benevolent as it was brave: Such an addreſs, ſet off with a perſon finely formed, and perfectly engaging, could not fail to impreſs the priſoners with the moſt favourable ideas, and as Don Manuel ſpoke French fluently, he could converſe with the Britiſh captain without the help of an interpreter. As he expreſſed an impatient deſire of being admitted to his parole, that he might reviſt friends and connections, from which he had been long ſeparated, he was overjoyed to hear that the Engliſh ſhip would carry her prize into Liſbon; and that he would there be ſet on ſhore, and permitted to make the beſt of his way from thence to Madrid. He talked of his wife
