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184 NOTES AND QUERIES. [n s. vu. mar. a, mz. Mugquelliers. William Wilson, Cor- Thomas Pibel(l)s, Cor- poral. John Hirdc, Corporal. Andrew Fargeson. AUex Guthrye. Fitter Barkelye. Cornilles Yoope. Andrew Leange. Donalt Buchcnan. James Feriouer. James Thomson. James Smith. Cllaes Servaes. James Mellen. Thomas Milwricht. Simmon Sanders. Geraett Arrttson. Spllenter Brande. Robert Halle. Pitter Quellman. Lucas Munike. John Blaycil. Pitter Crukeshanke. * George C'ruues. Cornilles Boogartt. William Brandes. John Andries. Michell Wilson. George Boones. Robert Anderson. William Schipart. James Falcnor. William Simson. Jan Gisbearts.t Cornilles van Sullen. John Scoott. John Hcrmeson. Charlies Mackdougll. William Hanan. Geraett Hendrikes. George Balfouer. James Kear. Arian Selles. Geraett Monstare.f Antony Hucle. John G'hrichton. John Mordoch. Pitter Pitterson. William Wilmson. John Deneson.

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Thomas Ogle, Captain, Richard Church, Liftenant. JohnDuboyes, Ensigne. John Sandford, Ser- giant. Muequettiers. John Whittington, Cor- John Josten. poral. William Ridley, Cor- Alexander Ducatell, Hergiant. Jacob Johnson, Drum. John Tuneson, Drum. John Martin Adrianson, Sollicitor. Ridley, poral. Thomas Willson, Cor- poral. Richard Draper. Nicolas Ffranson. Jonathan Gillett. Hubert van Sprang. William Woulterson. John Gardner. William Austin. Tunis Hanson. Michell Osborn. Jacob Johnson. Emant Ilendrickson. Aubry Ducatell. Adrian Car. John Cornelison. James Ffleming. John Martin. Jarat Artson. Raulph Lambert. John La Rockc. Henrio Church. John Drall. Adrian van Coten. Coert Jacobson. Thomas Jackson. Ffrancis Stafford. John Jacobson. W. R. Groningen. Pikes. William Whalry. Richard Tod. William Ffleming. Hans van Munster. William Penles. George Biswik. Oornelious van Sprang. John Wagenar, Ap- points. H. Wakker, Lieut.-Col. LETTER OF QUEEN CAROLINE. I have an old log-book which contains entries written by'my great-grandfather, and bears on itstitlo-sheetthe legend "Log-book of Thomas Lamsley of Portsmouth, 1793 to 1816." It came into my hands on the death of my grandfather. In it, is an illiterate copy of a letter purporting to be from Caroline of Brunswick, Queen of Eng- land and wife of George IV., written—or dated—nine days before her death (7 Aug., 1821, at the age of 54 years), from Branden- burgh House, Hammersmith, to her hus- band, ten days after his Coronation. The letter is not complete, and is not in my great- grandfather's handwriting. Brandenbourgh House, July 29th .21 My leige and husband, Once more and for the last time, I make my solemn appeal to your majesty for that justice which has hitherto been denied me. My heart torn with conflicting emotions, a prey to anguish and despair, would fain seek some repose from the troubles which have so oppressd it, and pants for an oppertunity to disburthen itself of its load before i descend into the silent grave. My gracious sovreign i ask not for your love—i ask not even for your society I wish to put no restraint upon your inclinations, nor to interfere with those pleasures which you feel indispensable to your happiness. Alas 1 too well i know that every artifice has been made use of to rivet the most unfavourable impressions in your breast, how can i now even hope to see them wholly eradicated ; oh, have pity upon my unmerited sufferings, and, for once, at least, allow a hopeless and disconsolate wife to make known her griefs to the rightful though estranged, partner of her bosom. Shall the honor of my fathers house be sullied, because his child could find none to protect her from the malice of her traduccrs ; Shall it indeed be said that the Monarch of a mighty empire—born to rule and to be beloved—a man, pre-eminently gifted with intellect of soul— suffered his passions so far to outrun his reason, as to believe in the most monstrous fictions that the tongue of slander ever invented ?—False friends and open foes have alike contributed towards my destruction. A deep laid system of deception has been unceasingly practising on us both ; and too late, alas ! have i discovered the machinations of my enemies. It is this discovery alone that now prompts me to make a last appeal to your royal breast The information i have lately obtaind lays open such a scene of depravity such intrigues and perjuries, that i shudder not merely at the state to which they have reduced me, but to contemplate the extent of human wicked- ness, and the dreadful lengths to which the guilty minions of a Court will go, to obtain their un- hallowed desires. Bred up under a tender Mothers eye, in my youth i knew no guile, and therefore suspected none ; my heart was formd by nature to generous confidence and sympa- thising love, unpracticed in the ways of deception myself, how could i think that there were beings base enough to spread their snares, like spiders webs, and watch, with greedy eyes for an opper- tunity of pouncing upon their prey ?—Yet by such, alas 1 was i beset as soon as i reached this boasted land of Freedom : and before i even had an oppertunity of making myself acquainted with the ordinary customs of the country, the envenomed tongue of Slander was busy in ' filch- ing from me my good name." Little, indeed, did i suppose that, in this generous land the real