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                        <seg rend="14px">THE</seg>
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                        <seg rend="28px">LAST DAYS</seg>
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                        <seg rend="14px">OF</seg>
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                        <seg rend="36px">LORD BYRON:</seg>
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                        <seg rend="10px">WITH HIS</seg>
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                        <seg rend="14px"> LORDSHIP&#8217;S OPINIONS ON VARIOUS SUBJECTS, </seg>
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                        <seg rend="10px"> PARTICULARLY ON THE </seg>
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                        <seg rend="16px"> STATE AND PROSPECTS OF GREECE. </seg>
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                        <seg rend="20px"> BY WILLIAM PARRY, </seg>
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                            <hi rend="italic">MAJOR OF LORD BYRON&#8217;S BRIGADE, COMMANDING OFFICER OF ARTILLERY,
                                <lb/> AND ENGINEER IN THE SERVICE OF THE GREEKS.</hi>
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                        <lb/>
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                        <seg rend="12px"> &#8220;Lord Byron awoke in half an hour. I wished to go to him, but I had
                            not the heart. <lb/> Mr. Parry went, and Byron knew him again, and squeezed his hand,
                            and tried to <lb/> express his last wishes.&#8221;&#8212;Count Gamba&#8217;s Narrative. </seg>
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                        <seg rend="16px"> LONDON: </seg>
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                        <seg rend="15px"> PRINTED FOR KNIGHT AND LACEY, </seg>
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                        <seg rend="11px"> PATERNOSTER-ROW; </seg>
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                        <seg rend="12px"> AND WESTLEY AND TYRRELL, DUBLIN. </seg>
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                        <seg rend="12px"> MDCCCXXV. </seg>
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                <docDate when="1825"/>

                <div xml:id="Preface" n="Preface" type="chapter">
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                        <seg rend="11px">LONDON:</seg>
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                        <seg rend="12px">PRINTED BY WILLIAM CLOWES,</seg>
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                        <seg rend="10px">Northumberland-court.</seg>
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                    <p xml:id="preface-1" rend="not-indent">
                        <hi rend="small-caps">The</hi> only object I have in view, in sitting down to write a
                        Preface, is to tell the reader why I have written a book. The great curiosity which is
                        still, and must long be felt with regard to every part of the late <persName key="LdByron"
                            >Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> conduct, almost justifies any person coming before the
                        public who can communicate any information concerning him. But although I was acquainted
                        with him during the most ennobling, and perhaps the most humiliating period of his
                        existence, when all the energies of his manly character were exerted in an excellent cause,
                        and when he was cut off from the common conveniences and common enjoyments of life, when he
                            <pb xml:id="WP.vi" n="PREFACE"/> was adored by the Greeks, admired by some and censured
                        by others of his countrymen, for the sacrifice he was making; and although I was his chief
                        agent for carrying into execution all his plans for the benefit of Greece, and the
                        confidant of his last wishes and intentions, I am so conscious of my inability adequately
                        to describe what I witnessed, that the mere idea of gratifying public curiosity would not
                        have influenced me to have appeared in the character of an author; and I should not have
                        stepped forward, had I not been also compelled in my own vindication, and in the
                        vindication of him whose fame must be dear to every one of his countrymen. <persName>Lord
                            Byron&#8217;s</persName> conduct in Greece has been attacked, in the <name type="title"
                            key="LdHarri5.Greece">book</name> which <persName key="LdHarri5">Colonel
                            Stanhope</persName> published on that country; it has also been attacked in the <name
                            type="title" key="HeSouth1853.Byron">London Magazine</name>, for October, 1824; and as
                        I was with him at the time, or immediately afterwards, when the coolness existed betwixt
                        him and Colonel <pb xml:id="WP.vii" n="PREFACE"/>
                        <persName>Stanhope</persName>, I may hope, by publishing an account of what I saw and know,
                        not only to furnish the reader with some curious details relative to the latter days of
                            <persName>Lord Byron</persName>, but also to vindicate his memory from some unjust
                        aspersions. </p>

                    <p xml:id="preface-2"> During the last two months of his existence, there was no person in whom
                        he placed more confidence than in me. I was employed by him to carry his designs into
                        execution; I was intrusted with the management of his funds, and made the depositary of his
                        wishes. I lived under the same roof with him, was his confidential agent, and was honoured
                        by being made his companion. As far as I have seen the accounts which have been published
                        of his situation in Greece, there are some inaccuracies, and many omissions in them all.
                        The people of Great Britain have never been told, as it appears to me, of the numerous
                        privations, the great neg-<pb xml:id="WP.viii" n="PREFACE"/>lect and the endless vexations
                        to which <persName>Lord Byron</persName> fell a victim. Neither his <persName
                            key="FrBruno1828">physician</persName>, who should have guarded against many of these
                        evils; his personal friends, who should have shielded him from others; nor that particular
                        person, who was the cause of much of his perplexity, has described, or is ever likely to
                        describe, all the circumstances of <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName>
                        situation in Greece. They fell under my observation, however, as well as under theirs; the
                        reasons for their silence do not apply to me, and I have therefore felt myself in some
                        measure called on to write an accurate account of <persName>Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName>
                        situation and sufferings. There are so many motives operating on other persons, either to
                        make them preserve silence, or misrepresent facts, that unless I state them correctly, it
                        is probable the public will never hear of them from many other quarter. </p>

                    <p xml:id="preface-3"> The confidence <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName> honoured
                            me<pb xml:id="WP.ix" n="PREFACE"/> with, has made those persons who opposed him in
                        Greece, and who have calumniated him since his death, also select me as an object of
                        remark. <persName>Lord Byron</persName> has been attacked both in his own person, and
                        through me. His exertions, and my exertions under his directions, have been cancelled,
                        contrary to his declared wishes and commands made known through me, contrary also to the
                        prayers and entreaties of <persName key="AlMavro1865">Prince Mavrocordato</persName>, and
                        contrary, I believe, to the best interests of Greece. Most of the persons who are
                        acquainted with all these circumstances have some motives, either of interest or
                        partiality, which will for ever prevent them from doing justice to <persName>Lord
                            Byron</persName> and to me. I must either sit still, therefore, under accusations
                        injurious both to <persName>Lord Byron</persName> and myself, or, however unwillingly,
                        bring the matter before the public. Though perfectly unaccustomed to writing, I have
                        resolved on the latter, trusting to the indul-<pb xml:id="WP.x" n="PREFACE"/>gence of the
                        public to pardon a multitude of faults for the sake of him who is mow more; and for the
                        sake of public justice. My fellow-countrymen are too generous, and too much interested for
                        the Greeks, not to receive with more favour than it merits, a work which describes in what
                        manner and under what circumstances <persName>Byron</persName> fell a victim to his zeal in
                        the Greek cause, and which points out some circumstances arising from the conduct of its
                        pretended friends which have retarded its final triumph. </p>

                    <p xml:id="preface-4"> The little interest which the work may possess, it derives solely from
                        him whose untimely fate it describes. Even the anecdotes of other persons contained in the
                        volume are of little value, but as throwing some light on his character, or from the
                        comments and remarks he made on them. On the theme, destined as <persName key="LdByron"
                            >Lord Byron</persName> is to live &#8220;as long as his land&#8217;s tongue,&#8221; and
                        not <pb xml:id="wp.xi" n="PREFACE"/>on the writer, must the work depend for either
                        popularity or dignity. I disclaim all merit except that of being a correct reporter of what
                        I saw, and of what I know <persName>Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> opinions to have been, I
                        aim at nothing but accuracy; and I expect praise for no other quality. </p>

                    <p xml:id="preface-5"> It is right I should mention, that from the time of my leaving England
                        till I left Greece, I kept a journal of our military operations. A few days also before
                            <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> death, I drew up by his command a
                        report of all our proceedings up to that period, These two documents, together with letters
                        written to my friends, copies of which I have preserved; letters written to my employers
                        the Greek Committee, and letters from various persons in Greece, form the basis of my
                        narrative. None of <persName>Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> conversations with me, however,
                        were recorded in any of these documents, which relate solely to mili-<pb xml:id="wp.xii"
                            n="PREFACE"/>tary and financial matters. Neither were any of the incidents mentioned in
                        the book as having occurred to <persName>Lord Byron</persName> in Greece, his manner of
                        living, or his various occupations and opinions, recorded at the time. I did not, like some
                        of <persName>Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> friends, speculate on his death; nor, till I saw
                        the demand there was for information, did it ever occur to me that such minute matters
                        would be of any public interest. They made a powerful impression on me at the moment; and
                        though not written down, have been vividly and, I trust, accurately remembered. These I
                        have, therefore, stated from recollection. Owing to these circumstances, the book consists
                        in a manner of two parts; the first is a narrative, in the form of a journal, and the other
                        is <persName>Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> opinions, or circumstances connected with him,
                        arranged under different heads. What the work may on this account want in uniformity of
                        design, will I trust be more than compensated by the greater <pb xml:id="wp.xiii"
                            n="PREFACE"/>authenticity it will derive from this arrangement. As I am on many
                        accounts unable to give <persName>Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> words; and as many of his
                        conversations with me related to the same subjects in which he repeated the same opinions,
                        I have also been able by this means to avoid repetition, and to present his remarks more
                        condensed than they could have been, if given in the form of repeated and desultory
                        conversations. </p>

                    <p xml:id="preface-6"> I have now, I think, said all which it is necessary for me to tell the
                        reader in this place. I am sure the book must afford him some pleasure, if I have been able
                        to convey into its pages only a very small part of that amusement and instruction <persName
                            key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName> knew how to extract from every topic. To me he was
                        a kind friend, as well as a most instructive companion; and I shall be perfectly satisfied,
                        should the reader only receive from the book the tenth part of the pleasure I <pb
                            xml:id="wp.xiv" n="PREFACE"/>derived from my brief acquaintance with <persName>Lord
                            Byron</persName>. Knowing him was for me a source of satisfaction unmingled with one
                        regret, except that my acquaintance with him began so late, and was terminated so soon and
                        so fatally. </p>

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                    <l rend="signed"> WILLIAM PARRY. </l>
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                    <l rend="date-left">London, April 25th.</l>
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                        <seg rend="28px">CONTENTS.</seg>
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                    <l rend="chapter"> CHAPTER I. </l>

                    <l rend="title"> Voyage To Greece.&#8212;First Interview with <persName>Lord Byron</persName>. </l>

                    <p xml:id="contents-1"> Public Meeting in London in behalf of the Greeks&#8212;My services
                        engaged by <persName>Mr. Gordon</persName>&#8212;His generous offer&#8212;Unaccountable
                        delay of the Committee&#8212;<persName>Mr. Gordon</persName> retracts&#8212;Formation of a
                        small Brigade&#8212;Terms of my agreement&#8212;Sail from the River&#8212;Arrival at
                        Malta&#8212;Delay there, and at Corfu&#8212;Arrival at Dragomestri&#8212;Send the Stores to
                        Missolonghi&#8212;Arrival there&#8212;Meeting with <persName>Colonel
                        Stanhope</persName>&#8212;Take up my Quarters in <persName>Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName>
                        House&#8212;Introduction to <persName>Lord Byron</persName>&#8212;His kind manner, and warm
                        reception of me&#8212;His appearance&#8212;Furniture of his room&#8212;Conversation. <seg
                            rend="pageNo">1.</seg>
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                    <l rend="chapter"> CHAPTER II. </l>

                    <l rend="title">
                        <persName>Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> Situation in Greece.&#8212;His First Illness. </l>

                    <p xml:id="contents-2"> First labours in Greece&#8212;<persName>Lord Byron</persName> wholly
                        occupied with the affairs of that country&#8212;Is surrounded with difficulties <pb
                            xml:id="WP.xvi" n="CONTENTS"/> &#8212;His complaints of delay and
                        disappointment&#8212;Offended with <persName>Mr. Blaquiere&#8217;s</persName>
                        treatment&#8212;Has no friends in Greece&#8212;Supplies money for the Brigade&#8212;The
                        arsenal is paved&#8212;<persName>Prince Mavrocordato</persName> asks money of
                            <persName>Lord Byron</persName>&#8212;The Prince&#8217;s treatment of me&#8212;Conduct
                        of the foreign officers&#8212;Are a great burthen to <persName>Lord
                        Byron</persName>&#8212;One of them resigns his commission&#8212;<persName>Lord
                            Byron</persName> does not agree with <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName>&#8212;His
                        objections to establishing a newspaper&#8212;Complete the removal of the
                        Stores&#8212;Immoderate expectations of the Greeks&#8212;Death of <persName>Sir Thomas
                            Maitland</persName>&#8212;Opinions as to his government&#8212;Find some of the Stores
                        damaged&#8212;Alterations necessary in the guns&#8212;Applications to <persName>Lord
                            Byron</persName> for pecuniary assistance&#8212;His opinion of
                            <persName>Mavrocordato</persName>&#8212;His Lordship&#8217;s confidence in me
                        increases&#8212;He becomes my pupil&#8212;Gives me the control over his
                        expenditure&#8212;Weekly expense&#8212;Difficulty in obtaining money&#8212;<persName>Lord
                            Byron&#8217;s</persName> first illness&#8212;Treatment by the doctors. <seg
                            rend="pageNo">22.</seg>
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                    <l rend="chapter"> CHAPTER III. </l>

                    <l rend="title">Death of <persName>Lieutenant Sass</persName>.</l>

                    <p xml:id="contents-3"> Plan for fortifying Missolonghi&#8212;<persName>Lord
                            Byron&#8217;s</persName> method of paying the expense&#8212;Dissensions&#8212;Method of
                        the Greeks to get money from <persName>Lord Byron</persName>&#8212;Source of the dispute
                        between <persName>Byron</persName> and <persName>Stanhope</persName>&#8212;Hopes of
                        capturing a Turkish brig of war&#8212;<persName>Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> humane orders
                        and rewards as to the prisoners&#8212;The brig destroyed&#8212;Negligence of the Greeks in
                        preparing for their defence&#8212;Proposal for having gun-boats&#8212;<persName>Lieutenant
                            Sass</persName> enters the Hellenic Legion&#8212;Taken prisoner&#8212;His
                            sufferings&#8212;<pb xml:id="WP.xvii" n="CONTENTS"/>Is released by an English
                        gentleman&#8212;Returns home&#8212;Sent out to Missolonghi by the Greek
                        Committee&#8212;Appointed a Lieutenant in <persName>Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName>
                        Brigade&#8212;His death&#8212;Meeting of the Suliote chiefs at <persName>Lord
                            Byron&#8217;s</persName>&#8212;The mechanics frightened&#8212;Resolve to leave
                        Greece&#8212;Receive money to return to England&#8212;Sum they cost the Greek
                        Committee&#8212;Work they performed. <seg rend="pageNo">47.</seg>
                    </p>

                    <l rend="chapter">CHAPTER IV</l>

                    <l rend="title">
                        <persName>Lord Byron</persName> as General and Commissioner.</l>

                    <p xml:id="contents-4"> Mutiny among the Suliotes&#8212;The mechanics embark for
                        Xante&#8212;Shock of an Earthquake&#8212;Superstitious custom of the Greeks&#8212;Mutiny
                        amongst the Germans&#8212;<persName>Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> Corps disbanded&#8212;Is
                        re-organized&#8212;Business of the Laboratory&#8212;<persName>Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName>
                        Suliote guard&#8212;His dog <name type="animal">Lyon</name>&#8212;His guard attend him in
                        his rides&#8212;Specimen of the state of Missolonghi&#8212;<persName>Lord
                            Byron&#8217;s</persName> daily occupations&#8212;His food, and manner of
                        living&#8212;His partiality to curious weapons&#8212;State of the
                        weather&#8212;Requisitions by <persName>Ulysses</persName> and <persName>General
                            Londa</persName>&#8212;Improper articles in Newspapers&#8212;<persName>Colonel
                            Stanhope</persName> goes to Athens&#8212;His requisitions&#8212;Proceedings in
                        March&#8212;An alarm of plague&#8212;Discipline of the Brigade&#8212;Must pay the Greeks
                        for doing their own work&#8212;Divisions among the Greek chieftains&#8212;<persName>Lord
                            Byron</persName> invited to quit Missolonghi&#8212;<persName>Colocotroni</persName>
                        wishes to get him into the Morea&#8212;Opposing views of
                        <persName>Mavrocordato</persName>&#8212;His hopes of effecting a union of the
                        chiefs&#8212;Prospect of a Congress at Salona&#8212;<persName>Lord Byron</persName> obliged
                        again to interfere about a Newspaper&#8212;<pb xml:id="WP.xviii" n="CONTENTS"/>Receives the
                        freedom of Missolonghi&#8212;Numerous applications to him for money&#8212;Further defence
                        of Missolonghi&#8212;Desertions from <persName>Colocotroni&#8217;s</persName>
                        forces&#8212;News of the Greek loan&#8212;Plan for the campaign&#8212;Difficulties of
                            <persName>Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> situation in Greece.<seg rend="pageNo"
                            >68.</seg>
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                    <l rend="chapter">CHAPTER V.</l>

                    <l rend="title">Second Illness, and Death of <persName>Lord Byron</persName>.</l>

                    <p xml:id="contents-5"> Weather in April&#8212;Attack on Missolonghi, by
                            <persName>Cariascachi</persName>&#8212;Misconduct of our soldiers&#8212;Duels&#8212;A
                        spy in <persName>Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> household&#8212;Endeavours to estrange
                            <persName>Lord Byron</persName> from <persName>Mavrocordato</persName>&#8212;Conduct of
                        some Englishmen&#8212;Rumour of breaking up the establishment at
                        Missolonghi&#8212;Irritation of <persName>Lord Byron</persName>&#8212;Is prevented leaving
                        Missolonghi&#8212;News of the loan&#8212;<persName>Lord Byron</persName> rides out for the
                        last time&#8212;My opportunities of being with <persName>Lord
                        Byron</persName>&#8212;Opportunities enjoyed by others&#8212;<persName>Count
                            Gamba</persName>&#8212;<persName>Fletcher</persName>&#8212;<persName>Dr.
                            Bruno</persName>&#8212;Deplorable state and confusion of <persName>Lord
                            Byron&#8217;s</persName> household&#8212;Proofs of the authenticity of the
                            Narrative&#8212;<persName>Lord Byron</persName> seriously ill&#8212;Agrees to leave
                        Missolonghi&#8212;Preparations for this purpose&#8212;Prevented by the Sirocco
                        wind&#8212;Confined to his bed&#8212;Is delirious&#8212;The doctors think there is no
                        danger&#8212;Sirocco continues&#8212;His forlorn condition&#8212;Is bled&#8212;Continued
                        delirium&#8212;A consultation of physicians&#8212;Previous treatment of <persName>Lord
                            Byron</persName> condemned&#8212;Bark administered to him&#8212;Is sensible for the
                        last time&#8212;Lies in a stupor for twenty-four hours&#8212;His Death&#8212;Author&#8217;s
                        opinion as to the causes of his Death&#8212;<persName>Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName>
                        prodigious disappointment&#8212;<pb xml:id="WP.xix" n="CONTENTS"/>Flattering manner in
                        which he was invited to Greece&#8212;What he expected to perform&#8212;Remarks on the
                        physician&#8217;s statements&#8212;Other disasters in Greece&#8212;Its independence not
                        promoted by our interference.<seg rend="pageNo">101.</seg>
                    </p>


                    <l rend="chapter">CHAPTER VI.</l>

                    <l rend="title">Occurrences after <persName>Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> Death.</l>

                    <p xml:id="contents-6"> I am taken ill&#8212;Go to Zante&#8212;Grief in Greece at
                            <persName>Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> Death&#8212;Great affliction at
                        Missolonghi&#8212;Proclamation of <persName>Prince
                            Mavrocordato</persName>&#8212;<persName>Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName>
                        Papers&#8212;Arrival of the Florida, and the Loan&#8212;<persName>Count
                            Gamba&#8217;s</persName> description of the Ceremonies at Missolonghi&#8212;Arrival of
                            <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName> at Zante&#8212;<persName>Lord
                            Byron&#8217;s</persName> Body conveyed to England&#8212;Its Arrival&#8212;The
                        Funeral&#8212;Anecdote of a Sailor&#8212;Time and place of Interment. <seg rend="pageNo"
                            >135.</seg>
                    </p>


                    <l rend="chapter">CHAPTER VII.</l>

                    <l rend="title">Traits of Character in <persName>Lord Byron</persName>.</l>

                    <p xml:id="contents-7">
                        <persName>Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> partiality for practical jokes&#8212;Mode of curing
                        ill-timed gallantry&#8212;An artificial earthquake&#8212;His shooting
                        amusements&#8212;Greek scolds&#8212;His motley regiment&#8212;His description of
                        it&#8212;Punishment of polygamy&#8212;<persName>Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName>
                        frankness&#8212;Tells <persName>Prince Mavrocordato</persName> I had abused
                        him&#8212;Adventure with the Turkish women&#8212;Anecdote of a Greek peasant woman. <seg
                            rend="pageNo">151.</seg>
                    </p>

                    <pb xml:id="WP.xx" n="CONTENTS"/>

                    <l rend="chapter">CHAPTER VIII.</l>

                    <l rend="title">
                        <persName>Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> Opinions and Intentions with respect to Greece. </l>

                    <p xml:id="contents-8"> His injunctions to speak the truth as to Greece&#8212;His anxiety not
                        to be instrumental in deluding the people of England&#8212;Claims the cause of Greece has
                        on our sympathy&#8212;Country and people of Greece&#8212;Disadvantage of their character as
                        insurgents&#8212;No plan or system amongst them&#8212;What form of government they should
                        adopt&#8212;A federation of states&#8212;People give energy to government&#8212;Presidents
                        of the Greek government&#8212;Peasantry&#8212;Poverty and intelligence of the
                        Greeks&#8212;Greece might spread a revolution to Hindostan&#8212;Character of the Greek
                            chiefs&#8212;<persName>Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> final intentions as to
                        Greece&#8212;Purity of his ambition.<seg rend="pageNo">167.</seg>
                    </p>


                    <l rend="chapter"> CHAPTER IX.</l>

                    <l rend="title">
                        <persName>Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> Opinions. </l>

                    <p xml:id="contents-9"> Of the Greek Committee&#8212;<persName>Mr.
                        Blaquiere</persName>&#8212;Honorary Secretary
                            <persName>Bowring</persName>&#8212;<persName>Colonel
                            Stanhope</persName>&#8212;<persName>Mr. Gordon</persName>&#8212;Subjects for <name
                            type="title">Don Juan</name>&#8212;Opinion of Missolonghi&#8212;<persName>Sir Francis
                            Burdett</persName>&#8212;Patriotic Committees&#8212;<persName>Mr.
                            Bentham&#8217;s</persName> Cruise&#8212;Author&#8217;s Introduction to him&#8212;His
                        breakfast and dinner hour&#8212;Source of a mistake&#8212;Adventures with
                            him&#8212;<persName>Byron</persName> a Carbonaro&#8212;A reverend opponent of
                            <persName>Lord Byron</persName>&#8212;His detestation of hypocrites&#8212;Favourable
                        opinion of mechanics&#8212;Mode of welcoming him at Anatolica&#8212;His opinions on
                        religion&#8212;On forms of government <pb xml:id="WP.xxi" n="CONTENTS"/> &#8212;The United
                        States of America&#8212;Belief in ghosts and presentiments&#8212;Anecdote of the late
                        Queen&#8212;His opinion of marriage&#8212;Of <persName>Lady
                            Byron</persName>&#8212;<persName>Mr. Southey</persName>&#8212;<persName>Sir Walter
                            Scott</persName>&#8212;<persName>Mr. Cooke</persName>, the actor. <seg rend="pageNo"
                            >180.</seg>
                    </p>


                    <l rend="chapter">CHAPTER X.</l>

                    <l rend="title">
                        <persName>Lord Byron</persName>, <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName>, and <persName>Mr.
                            Bentham</persName>. </l>

                    <p xml:id="contents-10"> Reasons for noticing <persName>Colonel Stanhope&#8217;s</persName>
                        attack on <persName>Lord Byron</persName>&#8212;Nature of this attack&#8212;Probable reason
                        why <persName>Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> Friends have not defended
                        him&#8212;Circumstances of the case&#8212;<persName>Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> reasons
                        for his conduct&#8212;His attacks on <persName>Mr. Bentham</persName>&#8212;Their
                            amount&#8212;<persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName> anxious to obtain <persName>Mr.
                            Bentham&#8217;s</persName> favour&#8212;Source of the Greek Committee&#8217;s want of
                        confidence in <persName>Lord Byron</persName>&#8212;Unjustifiable time of <persName>Colonel
                            Stanhope&#8217;s</persName> attack&#8212;Criterion for deciding betwixt
                            them&#8212;<persName>Colonel Stanhope&#8217;s</persName> expenses in Greece&#8212;To
                        what purpose directed&#8212;His unpleasant interference&#8212;Wants to rule in
                        Greece&#8212;What he effected&#8212;Comparison between the consequences of his Departure
                        and <persName>Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> Loss&#8212;Consistency of the two
                            Gentlemen&#8212;<persName>Lord Byron</persName> only zealous for the Welfare of
                        Greece&#8212;His faults traced to his birth and education&#8212;Apology for some of his
                            Errors.<seg rend="pageNo">225.</seg>
                    </p>


                    <l rend="chapter">CHAPTER XI.</l>

                    <l rend="title"> Conduct of <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName> and of The Greek Committee to
                        the Greeks. </l>

                    <p xml:id="contents-11"> Important consequences of <persName>Colonel
                            Stanhope&#8217;s</persName> proceedings&#8212; <pb xml:id="WP.xxii" n="CONTENTS"/> His
                        attacks on me&#8212;The Greek Committee invited to investigate them&#8212;He engages in
                        opposition to the Greek government&#8212;Goes to Greece to regenerate it&#8212;His
                        qualities for a legislator&#8212;Greece to be regenerated on <persName>Mr.
                            Bentham&#8217;s</persName> principles, and by force&#8212;Engages individuals to write
                        against the British government, and implicates the Committee and the Greeks in the same
                        hostility&#8212;Does what he can to involve them in disputes with the Holy
                        Alliance&#8212;His favourable opinion of <persName>Mavrocordato</persName>&#8212;Attachment
                        of the Greeks to the Prince&#8212;Change in <persName>Colonel Stanhope&#8217;s</persName>
                        opinion&#8212;Source of the change&#8212;His abuse of the prince&#8212;The prince opposes
                        his whims&#8212;Former situation of <persName>Odysseus</persName>&#8212;An object of
                        suspicion to the Government&#8212;Is favoured by <persName>Captain Trelawney</persName> and
                            <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName>&#8212;Sudden change in the opinion of the
                            latter&#8212;<persName>Odysseus</persName> flatters <persName>Colonel
                            Stanhope</persName>&#8212;The Colonel wants to put power into his hands&#8212;Intrigues
                        to break up the brigade&#8212;Suspicions entertained of <persName>Colonel
                            Stanhope</persName>&#8212;Intercepted letter of
                            <persName>Sophianopulo</persName>&#8212;<persName>Capt. Trelawney</persName>&#8217;s
                        recommendation to break up the brigade&#8212;<persName>Colonel Stanhope&#8217;s</persName>
                        order for this purpose&#8212;In what respect opposed to the wishes of <persName>Lord
                            Byron</persName>&#8212;Letter of
                            <persName>Mavrocordato</persName>&#8212;<persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName> sets up a
                        new race of Pachas&#8212;<persName>Colonel Stanhope&#8217;s</persName> right to break up
                        the brigade questioned&#8212;Formed by <persName>Lord Byron</persName>, and placed by him
                        and the Committee under <persName>Prince Mavrocordato</persName>&#8212;My instructions on
                        this head&#8212;Insulting language of <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName>&#8212;Source of
                        our authority for being in Greece&#8212;Conclusion that <persName>Colonel
                            Stanhope</persName> had no right to break up the brigade&#8212;His improper mode of
                        transmitting orders for this purpose&#8212;Cessation of my services under the<pb
                            xml:id="WP.xxiii" n="CONTENTS"/> Greek Committee&#8212;Charge against <persName>Colonel
                            Stanhope</persName> of injuring the Greek cause, and insulting the memory of
                            <persName>Lord Byron</persName> proved&#8212;His injudicious conduct as to the
                        war&#8212;Anger of the Greeks&#8212;His encouragement to adventurers&#8212;In what manner
                        the Committee are to blame for approving <persName>Colonel Stanhope&#8217;s</persName>
                        proceedings&#8212;Vote of approbation&#8212;Conclusion. <seg rend="pageNo">266.</seg>
                    </p>

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                        <hi rend="small-caps">Appendix and Illustrative Letters</hi>
                        <seg rend="pageNo">p. 319.</seg>
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                    </l>
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                    <l>
                        <seg rend="v-spacer250px"/>
                    </l>
                    <l rend="center"> DIRECTIONS TO THE BINDER. </l>
                    <lb/>
                    <figure rend="line50px"/>
                    <lb/>
                    <l rend="indent60"> Portrait of <persName>Lord Byron</persName>&#8212;Frontispiece. </l>
                    <l rend="indent60">
                        <persName>Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> House at Missolonghi&#8212;To face page 68. </l>
                    <l rend="indent60">
                        <persName>Lord Byron</persName> attended by his Suliote Guards&#8212;To face page 72. </l>
                    <l rend="indent60">
                        <persName>Lord Byron</persName> on his death bed&#8212;To face page 187. </l>
                    <l>
                        <seg rend="v-spacer250px"/>
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            </div>
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        <body>
            <div xml:id="chap.1" type="chapter" n="Chapter I">
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                <l rend="center">
                    <seg rend="16px">THE</seg>
                </l>
                <lb/>
                <l rend="center">
                    <seg rend="26px">LAST DAYS OF LORD BYRON</seg>
                </l>
                <lb/>
                <l rend="center">
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                        <hi rend="italic">&amp;c.</hi>
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                <l rend="chapter"> CHAPTER I. </l>
                <l rend="title"> VOYAGE TO GREECE.&#8212;FIRST INTERVIEW WITH <lb/> LORD BYRON. </l>

                <p xml:id="chap1-1a" rend="hang-indent"> Public Meeting in London in behalf of the Greeks&#8212;My
                    services engaged by <persName>Mr. Gordon</persName>&#8212;His generous
                    offer&#8212;Unaccountable delay of the Committee&#8212;<persName>Mr. Gordon</persName>
                    retracts&#8212;Formation of a small Brigade&#8212;Terms of my agreement&#8212;Sail from the
                    River&#8212;Arrival at Malta&#8212;Delay there, and at Corfu&#8212;Arrival at
                    Dragomestri&#8212;Send the Stores to Missolonghi&#8212;Arrival there&#8212;Meeting with
                        <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName>&#8212;Take up my Quarters in <persName>Lord
                        Byron&#8217;s</persName> House&#8212;Introduction to <persName>Lord
                    Byron</persName>&#8212;His kind manner, and warm reception of me&#8212;His
                    appearance&#8212;Furniture of his room&#8212;Conversation. </p>

                <p xml:id="chap1-1" rend="not-indent">
                    <hi rend="small-caps">The</hi> noble struggle of the Greeks to shake off the yoke of their
                    Mahomedan tyrants having excited much interest in Great Britain, and produced a strong wish,
                    among many enlightened persons, to contribute to the success of so good a cause, a Public
                    Meeting was called at the Crown and Anchor Tavern, London, on the 15th day of May, in the year
                    1823. A subscription was entered into at the meeting, and a committee appointed to carry the
                    intentions of those who sub-<pb xml:id="WP.2" n="MY SERVICES ENGAGED."/>scribed their money
                    into effect, by providing such supplies as were most likely to be of effectual service to the
                    Greeks. Having been known to several members of the committee, by my services on another
                    occasion, I was sent for by <persName key="JoHume1855">Mr. Hume</persName>, to ascertain if I
                    were willing to be again employed. I accordingly waited on this gentleman, and met with him
                        <persName key="EdBlaqu1832">Mr. Blaquiere</persName> and <persName key="ThGordo1841">Mr.
                        Gordon</persName>. Nothing particular passed, except that the latter gentleman put several
                    questions to me concerning the formation of a brigade of artillery. I gave him all the
                    information in my power, at the moment, as to the number of men, the quantity of stores of
                    different kinds, and the various species of ammunition which would be required to form a small
                    brigade; and I concluded by tendering an offer of my services to prepare one, under his
                    auspices and direction. </p>

                <p xml:id="chap1-2">
                    <persName key="ThGordo1841">Mr. Gordon</persName> being extremely anxious, and even
                    enthusiastic, to promote the cause of the Greeks, readily accepted my offer, and engaged me
                    immediately. I accompanied him to Scotland, at his request, and remained at Cairness, the place
                    of his residence in that country, until the committee came to a determination as to the course
                    of proceedings they would adopt. At length, it being ascertained that the subscriptions would
                    enable the committee to pay the expenses incurred in England, and send some effectual <pb
                        xml:id="WP.3" n="MR. GORDON&#8217;S PLAN"/>assistance to the Greeks, <persName>Mr.
                        Gordon</persName> ordered me to make out an estimate of the expense of a corps of
                    artillery, consisting of mountain guns and howitzers, with all the necessary ammunition and
                    stores. A small laboratory, foundry, and establishment for making and repairing gun-carriages,
                    were also to be added. According to his directions, I immediately made out an estimate of all
                    these matters, on the most economical plan, and the sum I concluded they would cost was
                        10,500<hi rend="italic">l</hi>. </p>

                <p xml:id="chap1-3"> My employer approved of this statement, and, with that devotion to the good
                    cause of Greece which has so long distinguished him, he immediately made an offer to the
                    committee to pay the third of this expense from his private purse, if the committee would pay
                    the remainder. He also offered to give up his own time, and proceed immediately to Greece with
                    this most needed and necessary supply, could his wish for the formation of a brigade of
                    artillery be accomplished. He thought no sacrifice, short of consistency and honour, too great
                    to promote the cause of the Greeks. It was plain, in his opinion, that artillery was the arm of
                    war in which they were most deficient, and which, if properly organized, might render them the
                    most beneficial services. </p>

                <p xml:id="chap1-4"> To further his views, he immediately sent me to London to form a small brigade
                    on his own account, and to stimulate the committee to pro-<pb xml:id="WP.4"
                        n="UNACCOUNTABLE DELAY."/>ceed as fast as possible. From some causes, which I cannot
                    explain, and which have never been explained, a delay of nearly four months took place. Every
                    day did I attend on the committee, to give them every information in my power, and receive
                    their orders, and during all this time I noticed little or no progress in the actual
                    preparations for assisting Greece. <persName key="ThGordo1841">Mr. Gordon</persName> can, most
                    probably, explain this matter far better than I can, and to him and the committee I willingly
                    leave it, remarking merely, that the latter are responsible to the warm-hearted people of our
                    country who confided in them, and to the great interests of humanity, religion, and liberty,
                    with which they were intrusted, for this injurious and fatal delay. The first consequence of it
                    was, that <persName>Mr. Gordon</persName> retracted his offer, and notified his intention to
                    relinquish his excellent plan. At the same time; he made a present to the committee, for the
                    use of the Greeks, of the small brigade I had formed, together with all the carriages, limber
                    and forge carts, complete; exclusive of contributing a very handsome sum of money. </p>

                <p xml:id="chap1-5"> The same circumstance put me to much inconvenience, and to a considerable
                    expence. Under the notion that <persName key="ThGordo1841">Mr. Gordon&#8217;s</persName>
                    proposition would be promptly acted on, I went among some of my old acquaintance connected with
                    the Artil-<pb xml:id="WP.5" n="EXPENSE IT CAUSES."/>lery, and selected upwards of fifty
                    veterans, both artillery-men and artificers, all of excellent character, who would readily have
                    engaged themselves in the service of Greece. Of course, I had to enter into an engagement with
                    them, to make them promises, and point out to them the advantages they would obtain. Some of
                    them not having a present means of subsistence in London, I was obliged to provide them with
                    both food and lodging, and being also obliged to give the men something to whom I had held out
                    hopes and made promises, I was put to an expense altogether of upwards of thirty pounds, not
                    one farthing of which I was ever paid by the Greek committee, or by any other persons. But
                    whatever I may have lost and suffered appears to me as nothing, compared to what the cause of
                    Greece has lost and suffered by that sort of management which was so vexatious and injurious to
                    me. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter1-6"> When <persName key="ThGordo1841">Mr. Gordon</persName> withdrew, my
                    connexion with him, in this official relation, of course, ceased, and very sorry I was to lose
                    the stimulus of his advice and encouragement. I was, however, too far embarked in the business,
                    to give it up, and the committee having engaged my services, I continued in attendance on them
                    till the month of August. They then resolved to send out an expedition, or a quantity of
                    supplies <pb xml:id="WP.6" n="SUPPLIES SENT OUT."/> on a small scale. Taking wages, freight
                    out, and every other expense, it was to cost about &#163;4,500, and to consist of certain
                    military stores, and a certain number of artificers and mechanics. I undertook to superintend
                    the manufacture of the various pieces of artillery ordered; and to carry the whole into
                    execution. Contracts were accordingly entered into with several tradesmen, to supply the
                    different species of stores; the whole to be completed in ten weeks. For my services the
                    Committee agreed to pay me four pounds sterling per week. The reader will find in the Appendix,
                    A, a detailed account of the number of men, and quantity of stores, sent out to Greece under my
                    orders. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter1-7"> These supplies were calculated to form a mountain brigade of artillery,
                    with the munitions of war, materiel, tools, &amp;c. necessary for a small establishment. With
                    this as a foundation, it was calculated, should proper assistance be given in Greece, that an
                    arsenal might gradually be formed, sufficient to manufacture all the minor implements of war,
                    and most of the ammunition and stores which would be requisite for that country. It was also
                    supposed, that it would be of great service to introduce among the Greeks some of those
                    mechanic arts connected with war, in which they are most deficient. Sensible as I am of the
                    great utility of every species of practical <pb xml:id="WP.7" n="DELAY IN THE PROCEEDINGS."
                    />mechanical skill, it did appear to me that this plan, which originated with <persName
                        key="ThGordo1841">Mr. Gordon</persName>, was one of the most effectual means which could be
                    devised for assisting Greece. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter1-8"> The Greek committee agreed to pay me for my services, the sum of &#163;400
                    for one year, from the time of my departure, I being to find my own passage back, after that
                    period, if I thought proper to return. For this sum, stipulating for customary and proper
                    usage, according to my rank and behaviour, I entered into a contract to perform certain
                    specific services. Not to interrupt my narrative, I shall place this document also in the
                    Appendix; and the reader will find it marked B. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter1-9"> When the stores were prepared, and the men engaged, I represented to the
                    committee the many advantages which would accrue from forwarding them by a fast-sailing vessel,
                    having nothing else on board, and to touch only at one port for orders. My advice was not
                    followed; and both stores and men were shipped on board a vessel, partly laden with government
                    stores to be delivered at Malta and Corfu, at both which ports, of course, the vessel would
                    have to stop, and must necessarily be detained a considerable time to unload. The utility of
                    the advice which I gave was made very evident to me when we arrived at Greece, where there was,
                    at that time, a great want of stores and ammunition of <pb xml:id="WP.8"
                        n="PASSENGERS,&#8212;MALTA."/> every description. There was a great scarcity of powder; and
                    the success, if not the salvation, of Greece depended on our speedy arrival. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter1-10"> The men and stores were all shipped on board the brig &#8220;<name
                        type="ship">Ann</name>,&#8221; of 250 tons, <persName>Capt. Langridge</persName>, and we
                    sailed from Gravesend on November 10, 1823. We had a favourable voyage from London to Malta,
                    arriving there in thirty-seven days (December 15), and six weeks is not considered to be an
                    unusual passage. Our vessel was, however, more crowded than was consistent with our comfort.
                    The cabin was calculated only to accommodate four persons; and there were nine cabin
                    passengers, besides nine persons in the steerage. I had to provide for eighteen persons,
                    exclusive of two Greek servants, most of whom had not been at sea before, and required much
                    attention. They consisted of three English adventurers, sent out under the auspices of the
                    Greek committee; four foreigners, among whom was <persName key="LtSass1824">Lieut.
                        Sass</persName>; two respectable Greeks, six mechanics, a foreman and clerk, with myself.
                    My trouble and expense were both greater than I had expected, the number of persons stipulated
                    for having been only fourteen, and for this number only had provisions been laid in. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter1-11"> At Malta we were detained no less than nineteen days. The cabin passengers
                    went on shore, and I made them an allowance for subsisting them-<pb xml:id="WP.9"
                        n="CORFU.&#8212;APPREHENSIONS."/>selves there. The steerage passengers, particularly the
                    mechanics, whose conduct had not been very good, remained on board, and we were the whole time
                    under apprehensions on their account. We had brought them into the lion&#8217;s mouth; and had
                    an information been laid on oath that English mechanics, hired for a foreign service, were on
                    board, both they and the stores would have been detained. The carpenter of the brig, an
                    Irishman, having quarrelled with some of my men, threatened, indeed, to inform against them,
                    and he was only prevented by his ignorance of the mode of proceeding. Without a formal
                    information, the government would not interfere; and the friends of Greece at Malta exerted
                    themselves to prevent this being laid. The alarm on this account was, however, very great; and
                    I was not easy till the <name type="ship">Anne</name> was again at sea, and away from Valletta.
                    My men knew all these circumstances, and took advantage of them. They asked for every thing in
                    the way of food and drink which could be procured, and to content them, I was obliged to supply
                    them with whatever the market would afford. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter1-12"> We at length departed from Malta, on January 3, and, after a boisterous
                    passage of six days, we reached Corfu. Here we were again detained no less than ten days, and
                    were subject to the same sort of apprehension as at Malta; but <pb xml:id="WP.10"
                        n="ITHACA.&#8212;DRAGOMESTRI."/> here, as there, though the authorities knew what our
                    vessel was laden with, they did not interfere. They were satisfied in overlooking us, as the
                    Custom-House clearance at London exonerated them from all responsibility on this point. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter1-13"> From Corfu we proceeded to Ithaca, and were nearly lost on the way, by the
                    pilot running the brig into a small cove in the island of Cephalonia, not large enough for a
                    vessel of her description. We remained at Ithaca seven days, waiting for orders, and had to pay
                    five pounds five shillings a day <foreign>demurrage</foreign>. We then received orders to
                    proceed to Dragomestri, in Western Greece, where we arrived on the same day, January 29th. I
                    had necessarily been very impatient through the whole voyage, but more particularly after
                    reaching Malta, and seeing the manner in which the vessel was detained; and I calculated, over
                    and over again, the days and weeks the committee had lost, by not following my advice. At
                    length, our voyage, for the conclusion of which I was so anxious, had been successfully
                    completed, but I found my labours and anxiety were only beginning. </p>


                <p xml:id="chapter1-14"> On January 31st, a messenger arrived from Missolonghi, at Dragomestri, and
                    delivered me the following letter of instructions. </p>

                <pb xml:id="WP.11" n="COLONEL STANHOPE&#8217;S ORDERS."/>

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                                    <hi rend="italic">Missolonghi, Jan.</hi> 30, 1824.</dateline>
                                <salute>Dear Sir,</salute>
                            </opener>

                            <p xml:id="I.1-1">
                                <seg rend="h-spacer80px"/> The Turkish fleet returned into the Gulf of Lepanto
                                yesterday morning; as they are slow in all their movements, there is no chance of
                                their putting to sea again for many days. </p>

                            <p xml:id="I.1-2"> Under these circumstances, <persName key="AlMavro1865">Prince
                                    Mavrocordato</persName>, <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName>, and
                                myself, think it desirable, that you should discharge your cargo at Scrofeo. Boats
                                will be in readiness there to receive the articles, and to bring them on direct to
                                Missolonghi. </p>

                            <p xml:id="I.1-3"> It will, I fancy, be necessary for you to procure a pilot, but
                                    <persName>Martin</persName> will be able to afford you every information on
                                this and other subjects. </p>

                            <p xml:id="I.1-4"> Should you have already, on the receipt of this letter, commenced
                                your disembarkation at Dragomestri, you had better go on with that work; but, in
                                that case, you would do well to load as many boats for this place as may be there
                                procurable. </p>

                            <p xml:id="I.1-5"> I beg of you, by the first occasion, to forward to Missolonghi all
                                the <hi rend="italic">lithographic presses</hi>, and articles connected with the
                                    <hi rend="italic">printing apparatus</hi>; also, one person that is acquainted
                                with the art of <hi rend="italic">lithographic printing</hi>. </p>

                            <p xml:id="I.1-6"> Be pleased, also, to forward my trunk, saddle, sword, letters,
                                &amp;c. forthwith to Missolonghi. </p>

                            <p xml:id="I.1-7"> The Artillery Corps, of which you are the Inspector, and every
                                thing, will be ready for you here on your arrival. I expect you here with the
                                greatest impatience;&#8212;your services will be most important to the independence
                                and liberties of Greece. </p>

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                                <salute>
                                    <seg rend="h-spacer220px"/> Your&#8217;s most truly,</salute>
                                <signed>
                                    <persName key="LdHarri5">Leicester Stanhope</persName>.</signed>
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                <p xml:id="chapter1-15"> We immediately began, and unloaded the ship with all the haste in our
                    power; putting the stores in small vessels, which had been hired to convey them to Missolonghi.
                    This cost us eight days more. There was a great difficulty in procuring small vessels; but when
                    all was ready, we divided our men into two parties, to take care of the stores, and then
                    proceeded in these boats to Missolonghi, where we arrived on February 7th, with all our charge,
                    in good order. On my landing, I was met by <persName key="LdHarri5">Colonel
                    Stanhope</persName>: this gentleman introduced me to <persName key="AlMavro1865">Prince
                        Mavrocordato</persName>, and informed me that a place had been procured for a laboratory or
                    ordnance-establishment, as conformable as possible to the memorandum he had received of me in
                    England. Great difficulty, he said, had been encountered in getting this accommodation, as
                    there was no subordination among the Greeks; and the soldiers had at first objected to quitting
                    the barracks. The place appropriated to us was called the Seraglio, and being at some distance
                    from the water, we had a great deal of trouble in getting the stores removed thither. We
                    received very little assistance; there was no regular organization, and the people who helped
                    us one day rarely came a second. After much labour and vexation, we did, however, succeed in
                    getting all the stores into a place of safety. </p>

                <pb xml:id="WP.13" n="NECESSARY BUILDINGS."/>

                <p xml:id="chapter1-16"> Having been consulted by <persName key="LdHarri5">Colonel
                        Stanhope</persName>, prior to his leaving England, as to the sort of building we should
                    require, I had given him the following memorandum;&#8212;I subjoin it here, that the reader may
                    see I asked for no palace, that I was not fastidious as to architecture, and required only what
                    was indispensable, either for our labours, our safety, or the safety of the stores. </p>

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                        <div xml:id="I.2" n="William Parry, Memorandum, February 1824" type="document">
                            <l rend="center">MEMORANDUM</l>

                            <p xml:id="I.2-1"> The buildings, if possible, should be connected. One should be a
                                store-house for the different articles brought out from England, and what might be
                                supplied by the Greek Government. The building to be appropriated as the magazine
                                for the gunpowder and other stores liable to explosion, is to be separate from the
                                other. Remark&#8212;This building must be clear of the manufactory. </p>

                            <p xml:id="I.2-2"> The number of men required for the guns and howitzers to be
                                instructed, should be ten men to a gun, giving a total of one hundred and twenty
                                men, exclusive of officers. These men should be armed with a brace of pistols and a
                                sabre, and might be disciplined immediately on my arrival, as I could attend to
                                this part of the service at the same time the different manufactures were in
                                progress. </p>

                            <l rend="indent200">
                                <persName key="WiParry1859">
                                    <seg rend="21px">
                                        <hi rend="small-caps">William Parry,</hi>
                                    </seg>
                                </persName>
                            </l>
                            <l rend="indent320">
                                <seg rend="20pxReg">Fire-master.</seg>
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                            <l rend="indent380">
                                <seg rend="20pxReg">G. C.</seg>
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                <p xml:id="chapter1-17"> After seeing our men established in their new quarters, I went to my own,
                    which were under the same roof with <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName>. Immediately
                    on reaching Missolonghi, I began to suffer from <pb xml:id="WP.14"
                        n="LORD BYRON&#8217;S KINDNESS TO THE MEN."/> another effect of our protracted voyage. From
                    the long time our vessel remained at Malta and Corfu, as well as from the expense I had been at
                    in procuring vessels to bring forward the stores, my money began to grow short. I had expended
                    from my own funds, in supplying the artificers and other passengers, and on the public service,
                    every farthing I could spare, and it was necessary, for the sake of the men, as well as my own,
                    and even to enable me to get the stores conveyed to a place of safety, that I should obtain an
                    immediate supply. I accordingly applied to <persName key="LdHarri5">Colonel Stanhope</persName>
                    for pecuniary assistance, but he told me he had no means of supplying me, and no public funds
                    at his command. He added, <persName>Lord Byron</persName> would probably supply me, he knew his
                    Lordship would at least be glad to see me, and he would introduce me. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter1-18"> I was somewhat impatient to see <persName key="LdByron">Lord
                        Byron</persName>, and readily accepted this offer. Two of our men, who had arrived in the
                    first boat, had already seen him, and had told me, with great warmth, of his kind and
                    condescending behaviour. He had seemed, they said, overjoyed to see some of his countrymen; he
                    told them he was glad they had arrived in safety, and behaved to them in the most hospitable
                    and friendly manner. This cheered my spirits, which were much depressed by severe fatigue, and
                    the information<pb xml:id="WP.15" n="FIRST INTERVIEW WITH LORD BYRON."/>I had received from
                        <persName key="LdHarri5">Colonel Stanhope</persName>, that he had no money at his command.
                    Without this it was impossible for me to carry on the service, and I felt abashed and ashamed
                    to come before <persName>Lord Byron</persName> for the first time in the character of a beggar.
                    He was a nobleman, a stranger, and a man of exalted genius. I had understood I might be of
                    service to him and to Greece, but, on the contrary, I found myself immediately obliged, that I
                    might be enabled even to subsist my men, to have recourse to him for pecuniary aid. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter1-19"> It was under these mingled feelings of regret and expectation, that I had
                    my first interview with <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName>. In five minutes after
                        <persName key="LdHarri5">Colonel Stanhope</persName> had introduced me, every disagreeable
                    thought had vanished; so kind, so cheering, so friendly was his Lordship&#8217;s reception of
                    me, that I soon forgot every unpleasant feeling. He gave me his hand, and cordially welcomed me
                    to Greece. <q>&#8220;He would have been glad,&#8221; he said, &#8220;to have seen me before; he
                        had long expected me, and now that I was come, with a valuable class of men, and some
                        useful stores, he had hopes that something might be done.&#8221;</q> This was highly
                    flattering to me, and I soon felt a part of that pleasure which beamed from his
                    Lordship&#8217;s countenance. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter1-20"> On getting somewhat more at ease, I had time <pb xml:id="WP.16"
                        n="FURNITURE OF HIS ROOM."/> to look about me, and notice the room in which I was. The
                    walls were covered with the insignia of <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName>
                    occupations. They were hung round with weapons, like an armoury, and supplied with books.
                    Swords of various descriptions and manufacture, rifle-guns and pistols, carbines and daggers,
                    were within reach on every side of the room. His books were placed over them on shelves, and
                    were not quite so accessible. I afterwards thought, when I came to know more of the man and the
                    country, that this arrangement was a type of his opinion concerning it. He was not one of those
                    who thought the Greeks needed education before obtaining freedom: as I can now interpret the
                    language, there was legibly written on the walls,&#8212;&#8220;Give Greece arms and
                    independence, and then learning; I am here to serve her, but I will serve her first with my
                    steel, and afterwards with my pen.&#8221; </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter1-21">
                    <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName> was sitting on a kind of mattress, but elevated
                    by a cushion that occupied only a part of it, and made his seat higher than the rest. He was
                    dressed in a blue surtout coat and loose trowsers, and wore a foraging-cap. He was attended by
                    an Italian servant, <persName key="GiFalci1874">Tita</persName>, and a young Greek of the name
                    of <persName key="Luca1824">Luca</persName>, of a most prepossessing appearance. <persName
                        key="PiGamba1827">Count Gamba</persName>, too, came in and out of the room, and <persName
                        key="WiFletc1831">Fletcher</persName>, his servant, was also occasionally in attendance.
                    His Lordship <pb xml:id="WP.17" n="FIRST INTERVIEW WITH LORD BYRON."/> desired me to sit down
                    beside him: his conversation very soon became animated, and then his countenance appeared even
                    more prepossessing than at first. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter1-22"> He began to rally me on the length of my voyage, and told me he had
                    supposed I meant to vie with my <persName key="WiParry1855">namesake</persName>, and that I was
                    gone to explore the South Pole instead of coming to Greece. My arrival at length, he added, had
                    taken a load off his mind, and he would not complain, if he at last saw Greece nourishing and
                    successful. &#8220;Why,&#8221; he asked, observing that I did not share his satisfaction,
                    &#8220;was I not as well pleased as he was?&#8221; Then, with a hint at my sailor habits, he
                    said he knew I wanted refreshment, and sent <persName key="GiFalci1874">Tita</persName> to
                    bring me some brandy and water. This, however, had not all the effect his Lordship wished, and
                    he still rallied me on my dissatisfied appearance, bade me be at home, and explain to him why I
                    was not contented. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter1-23"> I told his Lordship, that I felt my situation very irksome; that I had
                    come to render assistance to the Greeks, and found myself, on the instant of my arrival,
                    obliged to ask him for assistance; that his Lordship&#8217;s kindness, and what he had said to
                    me, had heightened my regret, and that if he had received me haughtily and proudly, I should
                    have had less objection to <pb xml:id="WP.18" n="FIRST INTERVIEW WITH LORD BYRON."/> trouble
                    him; &#8220;for,&#8221; I added, &#8220;<persName key="LdHarri5">Colonel Stanhope</persName>
                    informs me that he has no funds to assist me, and has recommended me to ask your Lordship for
                    money,&#8221; On hearing this, he rose, twirled himself round on his heel, (which I afterwards
                    found was a common, though not a graceful practice of his,) and said, <q>&#8220;Is that
                        all?&#8212;I was afraid it was something else. Do not let that give you any uneasiness; you
                        have only to tell me all your wants, for I like candour, and, as far as I can, I will
                        assist you.&#8221;</q> When his Lordship rose, I observed that he was somewhat lame, but
                    his bust appeared perfectly and beautifully formed. After a few moments&#8217; reflection, he
                    again took his seat, and said, he would take some brandy and water with me, on condition that I
                    should tell him all the news in England, and give him all the information in my power. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter1-24"> I accordingly endeavoured to recollect all the events of any importance
                    which had occurred, or of which I had heard before leaving England; I told him of the
                    proceedings of the committee, and of every thing which I thought would be interesting. In
                    return, his Lordship said I had come to a place where I should encounter many difficulties, and
                    if I were the man I had been represented to him, I should be exposed to some dangers. <persName
                        key="JoBowri1872">Mr. Bowring</persName>, he said, had informed him, that I was a person of
                    violent passions; <pb xml:id="WP.19" n="FIRST INTERVIEW WITH LORD BYRON."/> he did not, for his
                    own part, exactly dislike those who were quick to feel and prompt to act; though such men might
                    easily get into embarrassments in a country like Greece. Perhaps, indeed, he added, he felt a
                    greater interest in me on this account, than he otherwise should; and, if he found me worthy of
                    his confidence, he would do what lay in his power to make me acquainted both with men and
                    things in Greece, so that I might know how to steer clear of the dangers which threatened me. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter1-25"> I was much surprised that any person, particularly <persName
                        key="JoBowri1872">Mr. Bowring</persName>, should have given himself the trouble to
                    prejudice <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName> against me; and to satisfy his
                    Lordship, I handed over to him the following letter from <persName key="ThGordo1841">Mr.
                        Gordon</persName>. I shall insert it here,&#8212;apologizing at the same time, for speaking
                    to the reader of myself, when <persName>Lord Byron</persName> is a much more interesting
                    topic,&#8212;because I have that to say, in describing my intercourse with him, which will
                    impeach, at least, the prudence and discretion of some highly respectable persons; and
                    therefore I wish to shew, that <persName>Lord Byron</persName> did not place the confidence
                    with which he immediately honoured me in one wholly untried and unrecommended. I also wish to
                    inspire the reader with that reliance on all my subsequent statements, which will arise from a
                    conviction, that those who have known me have<pb xml:id="WP.20"
                        n="FIRST INTERVIEW WITH LORD BYRON."/> relied on my integrity. From the moment
                        <persName>Lord Byron</persName> read this letter, he was satisfied that the delay of which
                    he complained had not originated with me; and during the short remainder of his valuable life,
                    he had me always about him, and placed almost every thing he possessed in Greece under my
                    control. <persName>Mr. Gordon</persName> wrote to me as follows:&#8212; </p>

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                            <opener>
                                <dateline>
                                    <hi rend="italic">Cairness, October</hi> 18<hi rend="italic">th</hi>,
                                    1823</dateline>
                                <salute>Dear Sir,</salute>
                            </opener>

                            <p xml:id="I.3-1">
                                <seg rend="h-spacer40px"/> I had the pleasure of receiving both your
                                letters;&#8212;that of <persName>Mr. Robertson</persName> was intended as an answer
                                to the first, I am much obliged to you for all the trouble you have taken, and am
                                happy to hear that my train of artillery is soon to arrive. I should already have
                                sent you the letters, were it not that all the friends to whom I would have
                                recommended you in Greece have quitted that country. </p>

                            <p xml:id="I.3-2"> Nothing could give me more concern or surprise, than the
                                intelligence you conveyed to me in your last; viz., that the committee had resolved
                                to send out the expedition in a vessel carrying government stores, to touch at
                                Malta and the Ionian Islands. Had it been their intention to defeat the object of
                                the subscription by one masterly stroke, no better plan could have been devised.
                                From the known character of the Powers that be in these Islands, there is nothing
                                to be expected but fine or imprisonment for the individuals composing the
                                expedition, and seizure of the stores belonging to it. And should the committee
                                persist in this plan of <hi rend="italic">despatching</hi> you, I would advise you
                                to give them a direct refusal to be accessory to a proceeding which would entail
                                ruin on yourself, and cause disappointment to the friends of the Greeks. </p>

                            <p xml:id="I.3-3"> I have been more particular in mentioning this, from your <pb
                                    xml:id="WP.21" n="FIRST INTERVIEW WITH LORD BYRON."/> conduct having always met
                                with my approbation, and from the interest I shall always take in your welfare. I
                                shall be happy to hear from you again, </p>

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                                    <seg rend="h-spacer180px"/> And I remain, <lb/>
                                    <seg rend="h-spacer260px"/> Dear Sir, yours truly,</salute>
                                <signed>
                                    <persName key="ThGordo1841">Thomas Gordon</persName>. </signed>
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                <p xml:id="chapter1-26"> My first interview with <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName>
                    lasted nearly three hours, and his Lordship repaid my candour, and the information I had given
                    him, by explaining to me how much he had been harrassed and disappointed since his arrival in
                    Greece. Of these subjects, I shall hereafter have more to say, and shall enter more into
                    details; I shall therefore now only observe, that his Lordship, when speaking on these topics,
                    displayed a great degree of sensibility, not to say irritation,&#8212;that his countenance
                    changed rapidly, and expressed great anxiety. He seemed almost to despair of success, but said
                    he would see the contest out. There was then a pallidness in his face, and knitting of his
                    brows, that indicated both weakness and vexation. I have since thought, that his fate was
                    sealed before my arrival in Greece; and that even then he was, so to speak, on his death-bed.
                </p>
            </div>

            <div xml:id="chap.2" type="chapter" n="Chapter II">
                <pb xml:id="WP.22"/>
                <l>
                    <seg rend="v-spacer100px"/>
                </l>

                <l rend="chapter"> CHAPTER II. </l>

                <l rend="title">
                    <persName>LORD BYRON&#8217;S</persName> SITUATION IN GREECE.&#8212;HIS FIRST ILLNESS. </l>

                <p xml:id="chapter2-1a" rend="hang-indent">First labours in Greece&#8212;<persName>Lord
                        Byron</persName> wholly occupied with the affairs of that country&#8212;Is surrounded with
                    difficulties&#8212;His complaints of delay and disappointment&#8212;Offended with <persName>Mr.
                        Blaquiere&#8217;s</persName> treatment&#8212;Has no friends in Greece&#8212;Supplies money
                    for the Brigade&#8212;The arsenal is paved&#8212;<persName>Prince Mavrocordato</persName> asks
                    money of <persName>Lord Byron</persName>&#8212;The Prince&#8217;s treatment of me&#8212;Conduct
                    of the foreign officers&#8212;Are a great burthen to <persName>Lord Byron</persName>&#8212;One
                    of them resigns his commission&#8212;<persName>Lord Byron</persName> does not agree with
                        <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName>&#8212;His objections to establishing a
                    newspaper&#8212;Complete the removal of the Stores&#8212;Immoderate expectations of the
                    Greeks&#8212;Death of <persName>Sir Thomas Maitland</persName>&#8212;Opinions as to his
                    government&#8212;Find some of the stores damaged&#8212;Alterations necessary in the
                    guns&#8212;Applications to <persName>Lord Byron</persName> for pecuniary assistance&#8212;His
                    opinion of <persName>Mavrocordato</persName>&#8212;His Lordship&#8217;s confidence in me
                    increases&#8212;He becomes my pupil&#8212;Gives me the control over his
                    expenditure&#8212;Weekly expense&#8212;Difficulty in obtaining money&#8212;<persName>Lord
                        Byron&#8217;s</persName> first illness&#8212;Treatment by the doctors. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter2-1" rend="not-indent">
                    <hi rend="small-caps">On</hi>&#160;<hi rend="italic">February</hi> 8<hi rend="italic">th</hi>,
                    we were actively employed through the whole day in landing the stores, and making arrangements
                    for our future operations. A drag-cart was constructed out of two Turkish lumber-carriages, but
                    we were obliged to use the drag-ropes of the three pounders, brought out from England, as we
                    could not find an inch of rope for this purpose; nor could carts, or any <pb xml:id="WP.23"
                        n="OUR FIRST LABOURS IN GREECE."/> other instrument or material we required, be procured in
                    the town. <persName key="LdHarri5">Colonel Stanhope</persName> and others held a meeting, and
                    took an account of the stores I had brought out. Some discussion also took place, as to the
                    manner of appropriating them for the expedition which was then preparing against Lepanto. To
                    this, of course, I was not a party, being, both by my situation and recent arrival, scarcely
                    qualified to give an opinion. After the labours of the day were over, on retiring to my
                    quarters for the night, I had again the honour of seeing <persName key="LdByron">Lord
                        Byron</persName>, and of having a long conversation with him. His Lordship&#8217;s thoughts
                    seemed exclusively occupied with his own situation, and with Greece; and I thought he appeared
                    far from satisfied with the former, and almost to despair of the latter. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter2-2"> I must here observe, that I make no pretensions to report his
                    Lordship&#8217;s exact words; they were so well put together, that it would be impossible for
                    me to imitate them; but his sentiments I cannot forget, for they made on me a deep and lasting
                    impression. I felt, from the moment I first saw him, a very great respect for him, mingled with
                    something like pity. There was a restlessness about him which I could not comprehend, and he
                    seemed, at times, weary both of himself and others. It was plain, that his wishes <pb
                        xml:id="WP.24" n="LORD BYRON COMPLAINS OF DELAY."/> for the welfare of Greece went beyond
                    his means of serving her; and he appeared surrounded with difficulties, without a steady friend
                    near him capable of giving him a judicious opinion. On no other principle could I account for
                    the confidence he immediately placed in me. I knew he was a man of commanding talents, and I
                    saw him obliged to confide in a stranger, who had no claim whatever to such an honour, but his
                    years, and zeal in that cause in which <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName>
                    whole soul was engaged. The respect I had for him, with his condescension and kindness to me,
                    gave him immediately something of that power over my mind which the late emperor <persName
                        key="Napoleon1">Napoleon</persName> is said to have had over his soldiers. I listened
                    attentively to every thing he said, and though I have not recorded his words, his sentiments
                    will long be fresh in my recollection. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter2-3"> Almost the first thing his Lordship said to me this day was, that he was
                    very much surprised at the delay which had occurred in sending out the supplies. <persName
                        key="EdBlaqu1832">Mr. Blaquiere</persName> had informed him, when in Italy, that all these
                    things would be forwarded with the utmost despatch; he had relied on this information, and been
                    induced by it to leave that country before all his preparations were completed, and sooner than
                    he otherwise would. He had waited a considerable time at Cephalonia, with anxious expectation;
                        <pb xml:id="WP.25" n="HIS DISAPPOINTMENTS."/> he had been there disappointed, and even more
                    disappointed since his arrival in Greece. He had, on one occasion, hired a boat, and despatched
                    her to Zante and Cephalonia, in search of me and the stores; or to get information concerning
                    us. How had it happened, he inquired emphatically, that so much time had been lost?
                        <q>&#8220;And now,&#8221; he continued, &#8220;when you are arrived, you have not brought
                        with you all the things which were promised us. Where are the Congreve rockets, of which
                        the Greeks, who delight in that sort of weapon, have been told so much, and have formed
                        such high expectations? Why are their hopes, and the promises of the English nation, to be
                        both falsified? He had expected, also,&#8221; he said, &#8220;to have found more supplies
                        at Missolonghi, and persons in whom he could confide. Printing-presses and lithographic
                        presses were now come; adventurers and horns he had before found; but could the Turks be
                        conquered by such weapons? He felt much relieved by at last finding a practical man near
                        him, in whom he could confide.&#8221;</q> Of course, I assured his Lordship his confidence
                    in me should not be misplaced, and that he might rely on my doing zealously and cheerfully
                    whatever lay in my power, that could promote the cause of the Greeks. His Lordship then
                    insisted that I should explain to him, at least, the cause of the delay. </p>

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                <p xml:id="chapter2-4">
                    <q>&#8220;The committee had sent me there,&#8221; he said, &#8220;to be under his command, and
                        I must tell him why I was so many months later than he had expected me.&#8221;</q>
                </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter2-5"> I accordingly told his Lordship what I have already stated to the reader,
                    as to the delay in London, and the refusal of the committee to follow my advice, by which a
                    month might have been saved. I told him, too, of the noble offer made by <persName
                        key="ThGordo1841">Mr. Gordon</persName>; but I could not explain to him why that offer had
                    no other consequences than those I have already mentioned. His countenance changed very much at
                    hearing this; he seemed both animated and angry, and poured out a tide of praise on
                        <persName>Mr. Gordon</persName>, mingled with some reproaches and sarcasms on other
                    persons. <q>&#8220;Would,&#8221; he said, &#8220;that he had known of that offer! The gentleman
                        should at least have found <hi rend="italic">one person</hi> as ardent as himself in the
                        cause of Greece; he would have met his views, and would gladly have joined him in
                        completing that corps of artillery which was so much wanted. He was afraid,&#8221; he
                        added, &#8220;that some selfish interests stood in the way, or that gentleman&#8217;s
                        liberal offer would have been joyfully accepted.&#8221;</q> His Lordship then mentioned,
                    that <persName key="EdBlaqu1832">Mr. Blaquiere</persName> had quitted Missolonghi without
                    waiting to see him, and had only left a note for him, which he seemed to regard as a great
                    slight, and at which he <pb xml:id="WP.27" n="THE DIFFICULTIES OF HIS SITUATION."/>expressed
                    himself much hurt. It was like other parts, he said, of the conduct of those who had obtruded
                    themselves into the office of managers for both the Greek and the English nations. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter2-6"> I soon perceived, not only that <persName key="LdByron">Lord
                        Byron</persName> had no friend in Greece, but that he was surrounded by persons whom he
                    neither loved nor trusted. Beyond the walls of his own apartment, where he seemed to derive
                    amusement from his books, and from his dog, <name type="animal">Lion</name>; and pleasure from
                    the attachment of his servants, particularly from the attentions of <persName key="GiFalci1874"
                        >Tita</persName>, he had neither security nor repose. He had the ungovernable Suliotes both
                    to appease and control. Against the intrigues of the very persons he came to help and benefit
                    he was obliged to be constantly on his guard; and while he necessarily opened his purse for
                    their service, he was exposed to be made their prey. His confidence even in <persName
                        key="AlMavro1865">Prince Mavrocordato</persName> was not always unshaken. His youthful
                    friend <persName key="PiGamba1827">Count Gamba</persName> was destitute of experience, and was
                    rather an additional burthen on him, than a means of lightening his load. The foreign officers,
                    and English adventurers, were all dissatisfied, and either appealed to him to improve their
                    condition, or wearied him with their complaints. Whether he had actually received promises of
                    greater succour from England than had ever been sent, <pb xml:id="WP.28"
                        n="FINDS HIMSELF DECEIVED."/> or whether he had only formed an idea that supplies would be
                    transmitted abundantly, I know not; but it was evident to me, from the very commencement of our
                    acquaintance, that he felt himself deceived and abandoned, I had almost said betrayed. He might
                    put a good face on the matter to others, because he would not be thought Quixotic or
                    enthusiastic; he might even be, as in fact he sometimes was, the first to laugh at his own
                    difficulties, to prevent others laughing at his folly; but in his heart, he felt that he was
                    forlorn and forsaken. <seg xml:id="chapter2-6a">His conversation with me was generally serious,
                        and when it related to Greece, almost despairing. The reader will find the <persName>Lord
                            Byron</persName> whom I knew, a very different man from the <persName>Lord
                            Byron</persName> of <persName key="ThMedwi1869">Captain Medwin</persName>; of the
                        writer who signs himself <persName key="HeSouth1853">N. R.</persName> in the <name
                            type="title" key="LondonMag">London Magazine</name> for <name type="title"
                            key="HeSouth1853.Byron">October</name>; or of those gay associates of his, who have
                        reported his conversations in the hours of festivity, or of unreflecting mirth. I speak of
                        him as I found him, not as he has been represented; but the manly reality will not, I
                        think, turn out to his Lordship&#8217;s disadvantage.</seg>
                </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter2-7">
                    <hi rend="italic">February</hi> 9<hi rend="italic">th.</hi> I was employed, as the day before,
                    in getting the stores all carried up to the arsenal. I had some difficulty in obtaining food
                    for the men; but by contributing something from my own stock, I enabled them to get sup-<pb
                        xml:id="WP.29" n="LABOURS IN THE ARSENAL."/>plies. Afterwards, however, <persName
                        key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName> gave me fifty dollars; and having met with a Greek who
                    had served in the British navy, and spoke both our language and his own, I was in a better
                    condition to carry forward our operations. Some persons were set to work to pave the
                    arsenal-yard, which was a complete puddle. Some rooms were arranged for storehouses, others
                    were appropriated for a laboratory and workshops, and others again were made somewhat more
                    suitable for habitations. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter2-8"> Already the mechanics we had brought out from England began to grumble at
                    their situation; it was not what they expected it would be, and that was sufficient to make
                    them discontented. Knowing, however, even from the short experience I had already had at
                    Missolonghi, how useful they were, in comparison with any other class of persons I had seen
                    there, I encouraged them all in my power to persevere, by promises and hope. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter2-9">
                    <persName key="AlMavro1865">Prince Mavrocordato</persName> visited his Lordship this day, and
                    they had a long conversation in my presence, relative, as I was informed by his Lordship, to
                    Greece. The principal object of the Prince&#8217;s visit was to get more pecuniary assistance,
                    but <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName> saw it was impossible for him to supply every
                    want. <q>&#8220;He had come to assist the Greeks,&#8221; he said, &#8220;and he would do that,
                            <pb xml:id="WP.30" n="WANTS OF THE GREEK GOVERNMENT."/>as far as his means went; but to
                        render his efforts of any value, it was necessary that the different authorities in Greece
                        should bury their mutual dislikes and animosities; until that took place, there could be no
                        national union, and success was impossible.&#8221;</q> The Prince said, <q>&#8220;that all
                        his endeavours had been directed to promote so desirable an object; but he was much afraid
                        that considerable time would elapse before it could be accomplished.&#8221;</q> To me, the
                    Prince behaved very condescendingly, and lamented the inability of the Greek government to give
                    me any assistance, either in money or materials. I had previously understood from
                        <persName>Lord Byron</persName>, that I must not hope for either of these from the
                    government, for it was in want of both. Promises, he said, I might expect, in abundance, but
                    when the time for performance came, some excuse would be found, and nothing would be done. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter2-10">
                    <hi rend="italic">February</hi> 10<hi rend="italic">th.</hi> Our occupations were the same this
                    day as the day before; but I remarked, that the German officers who had been sent out from
                    England to assist, did nothing but quarrel about their rank. They were without money, or the
                    means of subsistence, and had nothing but what they received from the generosity of <persName
                        key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName>. They added to the heap of troubles which already
                    overwhelmed him. He felt angry, <pb xml:id="WP.31"
                        n="FOREIGN OFFICERS IN                         GREECE."/> also, at the fatuity of those who
                    had sent persons to Greece, who expected to be provided for as in a regular army, and seemed to
                    know nothing but etiquette. They were stickling for the ceremonies and regulations observed
                    among the troops of their own despotic sovereigns,&#8212;as if a code adapted only to repress
                    individual ambition, to keep down talent, and check emulous enterprise, that all ranks and
                    classes maybe more securely kept in obedience, was proper for Greece. As far as the little
                    which these officers did allowed me to judge, I should say, also, they were ignorant, as well
                    as proud. At least, they knew nothing of the practical arts which were required in Greece; and
                        <persName>Lord Byron</persName>, as well as every other man of sane judgment, might well
                    condemn, as most unwise, sending such persons to such a country. It might be a suitable means
                    of providing for the discomfited partizans of revolution who had emigrated from their own
                    country; but they were an incumbrance, not a help to Greece. To <persName>Lord Byron</persName>
                    they were a double annoyance, as he might have obtained the services of four useful Suliotes
                    for the sum each of these officers cost him, to provide for his subsistence. <persName>Lord
                        Byron</persName>, feeling already disposed to place great confidence in me, proposed to
                    appoint me commander of his artillery brigade; and I am quite sure, though I say it, that there
                    was no-<pb xml:id="WP.32" n="DISSENSIONS AMONG THE                         FOREIGNERS."/>body
                    else on the spot so well acquainted with this branch of the service as I was, or who more
                    deserved the appointment. But I had only held the rank of fire-master in the regular army, and,
                    therefore, some of the German officers thought it beneath their dignity to serve under me.
                        <persName key="MrKinde1824">Mr. Kinderman</persName>, a Prussian officer, who had,
                    probably, shared both in the strict discipline and the defeats of the Prussian armies,
                    accordingly gave up his commission. While such persons swagger and command, and find others to
                    execute, they are very great men, but once ask them to be really useful, to put their hand to
                    the labouring oar, and their want of skill, and defective education, become immediately
                    apparent. Then their wounded vanity seeks an excuse in some antiquated regulations, and they
                    say &#8220;their dignity won&#8217;t allow them to be useful.&#8221; </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter2-11"> In the course of the day, I also observed, that <persName key="LdByron"
                        >Lord Byron</persName>, in addition to his other difficulties, did not agree very cordially
                    with <persName key="LdHarri5">Colonel Stanhope</persName>. The Colonel was anxious to establish
                    schools, erect printing-presses, and secure liberty, by promulgating theories concerning it.
                        <persName>Lord Byron</persName> seemed willing to leave the form of the government to be
                    settled by circumstances hereafter. He wanted the Greeks first to conquer their national
                    independence, and then enter into a compact for the security of individual <pb xml:id="WP.33"
                        n="NEWSPAPERS IN GREECE."/> rights. <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName>, I understood,
                    had been very active in establishing a newspaper at Missolonghi, and <persName>Lord
                        Byron</persName> said, had his will been uncontrolled, it should not have been done. He
                    would have had no objection, if the Greeks themselves had chosen to do it; but he thought
                    foreigners who came to serve Greece, should not begin by promoting discussion that must lead to
                    discord. <q>&#8220;The press, in Greece,&#8221; he said, &#8220;must be in the hands of foreign
                        visionaries and enthusiasts. Practical men had other occupations; and it was therefore
                        placing the power of working mischief in the hands of adventurers. <persName
                            key="AlMavro1865">Prince Mavrocordato</persName> wished to establish one at the seat of
                        government, where it would have been more under control, and could have been made
                        instrumental in promoting unity of views, and in contributing to general concord. Now it
                        was a power different from that of the government, and would thwart its views whenever they
                        were opposed to its own ambition. It was not like the free press of Great Britain, where
                        one journal was a check on another; it was a single journal, established by foreign
                        assistance, and destined only to promote the views of the theorists who established it. The
                        conduct of <persName>Stanhope</persName> resembled the conduct of <persName>the King of
                            France</persName>, who was said to expend large sums of money in bribing some English
                        journals, which were, consequently, the agents of <hi rend="italic">his</hi>
                        <pb xml:id="WP.34" n="UNFOUNDED EXPECTATIONS OF THE GREEKS."/> policy. If the Greeks wished
                        to have newspapers they would establish them; now, they would be looked on as the work of
                        foreigners, and intended to promote their views. They must be a means of sowing jealousy
                        and mistrust. They might attack private individuals, and might give umbrage to foreign
                        powers. There was no practice to regulate the mode of conducting them, and laws could not
                        be immediately formed to check all their excesses. He who was attacked, and could not wield
                        the pen, would reply with his sword, and bloodshed and anarchy would be the consequence of
                        discussing theories of government before independence was obtained. There were a great
                        number of factious designing men in Greece; and in the present state of the country, a
                        press set up by foreign assistance was only likely to afford them a means of disturbing
                        public tranquillity.&#8221;</q>
                </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter2-12"> On <hi rend="italic">February</hi> 11<hi rend="italic">th</hi>, we were
                    employed as on the two former days, and completed the removal of the stores to the arsenal. I
                    again met his Lordship in the evening, when he urged me to make use of every means in my power
                    to promote the service. I had by this time formed a more correct notion of what <persName
                        key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName> and the Greeks had expected from the expedition; and I
                    pointed out the impossibility of realizing, with our present resources, or with any we were
                    likely <pb xml:id="WP.35" n="DEATH OF SIR THOMAS MAITLAND."/> to obtain, the hopes and
                    expectations of the Greeks. Circular letters had been sent by <persName key="LdHarri5">Colonel
                        Stanhope</persName>, the produce, probably, of the lithographic press, that occupied so
                    many of his thoughts, which had led the Greeks to believe, now the expedition was arrived, that
                    every want would be supplied. I pointed out to <persName>Lord Byron</persName> the very
                    unpleasant situation this placed me in, for it was thought I had the means of supply in my own
                    power, and would not allow them to be used. But his Lordship, with his usual kindness, told me
                    not to mind this; the truth would speedily be known, and if I only evinced the same
                    determination hereafter, as I had done since my arrival in Greece, he would stand by me, both
                    with his person and his purse. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter2-13"> We heard, this day, of the death of <persName key="ThMaitl1824">Sir Thomas
                        Maitland</persName>; and the news certainly caused considerable satisfaction among the
                    Greeks, and among some of the English. He was generally looked on by them, as the great enemy
                    of their cause; but the manner in which our vessel was allowed to remain unmolested at Malta
                    and Corfu did not seem a proof of this. I know that his government has been very much censured
                    in England, and far be it from me to approve of the arbitrary or despotic measures of any man;
                    but those who know any thing of the people he had <pb xml:id="WP.36"
                        n="FIND THE STORES DAMAGED."/> to deal with, will find, in their character, an excuse for
                    his conduct. I believe, in general, his government was well calculated for his subjects. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter2-14">
                    <hi rend="italic">February</hi> 12<hi rend="italic">th.</hi> We were employed in unpacking the
                    stores. The strapped and case-shot were in a bad condition, from having been so frequently
                    moved on the voyage, which was another consequence of the injudicious mode adopted to send out
                    the stores. It was necessary that this damage should be repaired as speedily as possible; and,
                    it being also found that some alteration was required in the appendages to the guns, to adapt
                    them to the country, all the mechanics were immediately set to work, to complete these jobs.
                    Two forge-carts were fitted up in the arsenal-yard, until the work-shops were ready: a number
                    of labourers, masons, and sailors, all of them, however, very rude workmen, were hired to
                    assist. Charcoal was procured from the country, for the smith&#8217;s and tinman&#8217;s work,
                    and every thing was driven forward with as much expedition as possible. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter2-15"> The people of England, who have been amused by the records of some
                    trifling peculiarities of <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName>, little know to what
                    privations and sacrifices he submitted, to promote the cause of the Greeks. He cheered us on in
                    all these operations; and what is more, he advanced all the money necessary for us to execute
                        <pb xml:id="WP.37" n="BYRON&#8217;S OPINION OF MAVROCORDATO."/> them. He was anxious to
                    attack Lepanto, and while he was urging forward this measure, we need not wonder that he
                    complained of the other drains which were constantly diminishing his financial resources. His
                    Lordship told me to-day, that the applications for money were numerous beyond conception, and
                    he had been so harrassed by different persons, that he should be obliged, if this continued, to
                    refuse any one an interview who came on this business. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter2-16"> I took an opportunity, in the evening, of asking <persName key="LdByron"
                        >Lord Byron</persName> what he thought of <persName key="AlMavro1865">Prince
                        Mavrocordato</persName>. He replied, he considered him an honest man, and a man of talent.
                    He had shewn his devotion to his country&#8217;s service, by expending his private property in
                    its cause, and was, probably, the most capable and trust-worthy of all the Greek chieftains.
                    His Lordship said he agreed with him, that Missolonghi and its dependencies were of the
                    greatest importance to Greece; and, as long as the Prince acted as he had done, he would give
                    him all the support in his power. His Lordship seemed, at the same time, to suppose, that a
                    little more energy and industry in the Prince, with a disposition to make fewer promises, would
                    tend much to his advantage. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter2-17">
                    <hi rend="italic">February</hi> 13<hi rend="italic">th.</hi> We were actively employed all this
                    day, as yesterday, refitting our shot, and <pb xml:id="WP.38"
                        n="LORD                     BYRON MY PUPIL."/>altering our guns. Having two stop-watches in
                    my possession, the property of the Greek committee, I requested <persName key="LdByron">Lord
                        Byron</persName> to receive them into his charge, to which he kindly consented; and at the
                    same time proffered his readiness to do every thing I could point out for the good of the
                    service. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter2-18"> I was glad to observe, that his Lordship&#8217;s confidence in me
                    continued progressively to increase. He had found out that I was well versed in all the
                    mechanical arts connected with war, and he asked me to give him some instruction in them.
                    Fortunately, I had one or two mathematical books with me, and a variety of useful tables,
                    relative to the formation and equipment of an army, particularly of artillery; and having
                    replied to his Lordship, that I should be very willing to give him every information in my
                    power, he immediately became my pupil. He told me he had lately turned his attention to every
                    thing connected with military service, both by sea and land, and as I, notwithstanding the
                    employments I had taken up at a subsequent period, had been brought up a shipwright, I was able
                    to give his Lordship a good deal of mechanical and practical information;&#8212;in fact, I
                    became of great use to him. I contributed, more than any other person about him, to promote the
                    single object he had at heart, the success of the Greeks; and on this account he bore with my
                        <pb xml:id="WP.39" n="UNFOUNDED ASPERSIONS OF MR. BOWRING."/> peculiarities. He had none of
                    that fastidious delicacy, which makes some great men regard with dread the energies necessary
                    to their own success. The passions of which <persName key="JoBowri1872">Mr. Bowring</persName>
                    had written and spoken, carried him on to his object; and, like his own Corsair, <q>&#8220;He
                        loved that roughness for the speed it gave.*&#8221;</q>
                </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter2-19"> On <hi rend="italic">February</hi> 14<hi rend="italic">th</hi>, I received
                    an additional and important proof of his Lordship&#8217;s confidence in <note place="foot">
                        <p xml:id="WP.39-1"> * The accusations of <persName key="LdByron">Lord
                                Byron&#8217;s</persName> pretended friends, and my enemies, fortunately destroy
                            each other. <persName key="JoBowri1872">Mr. Bowring</persName>, who is, I am told, an
                            occasional writer in the <name type="title" key="LondonMag">London Magazine</name>,
                            warns <persName>Lord Byron</persName>, in his letter to him, to beware of me, because
                            &#8220;I am a man of uncontrollable passions;&#8221; and the writer of a <name
                                type="title" key="HeSouth1853.Byron">sketch</name> of <persName>Lord
                                Byron&#8217;s</persName> life, in that same Magazine for last October, who signs
                                <persName key="HeSouth1853">N. R.</persName>, and one of whose objects is to
                            white-wash the Greek committee, as he finds a justification, even, for that committee
                            sending out bugle horns and trumpets to the Greeks, as weapons of war, says
                                <persName>&#8220;I obtained power over <persName>Lord Byron</persName> by dint of
                                being his butt.&#8221;</persName> That a man of fierce and fiery passions,
                                <persName>Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> senior by twenty years, should have been a
                            butt to him, is so palpable a contradiction, that it needs only to be mentioned, to
                            refute one or the other of these assertions; and will, perhaps, shew that both are
                            merely the dictates of the imagination of these poetical writers, if indeed they are
                            not both one and the same person. The manner in which I was a butt to <persName>Lord
                                Byron</persName> will be seen in the subsequent pages. In fact, his Lordship was
                            tired with the frivolity and unmeaningness of pretended wits, and would-be
                            distinguished men, and was glad to meet with a plain practical man. </p>
                    </note>
                    <pb xml:id="WP.40" n="Byron&#8217;s Expenses.&#8212;Greece."/> me. He could not himself look
                    minutely after the accounts of the money he meant to apply to the service of the Greeks, nor
                    even dispose of it in the most advantageous manner; he therefore requested me to take the
                    charge, and direct the disposal, of all the money he intended for this purpose. I foresaw that
                    this would be a tiresome and invidious occupation; but I consented, on condition that his
                    Lordship should inspect the accounts daily, it being quite impossible for me, with my other
                    occupations, to answer for their correctness, or be able to explain apparent discrepancies, if
                    the books were to be only balanced and audited at distant periods. His Lordship agreed to my
                    proposal, and appointed the hour, between eleven and twelve every day for this purpose. He also
                    commanded me to attend him every evening in his own room, between seven and ten o&#8217;clock,
                    to consult and arrange for the work of the following day. Thus was I established in a situation
                    that gave me an opportunity of knowing <persName>Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> intentions,
                    plans, and thoughts, as well, or better, than any person then in Greece. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter2-20"> At this time, the expenses of <persName key="LdByron">Lord
                        Byron</persName> in the cause of the Greeks, did not amount to less than two thousand
                    dollars per week, in rations alone. At the same time, there was a great difficulty in obtaining
                    money. Bills could not <pb xml:id="WP.41" n="MUTINY AMONG THE SULIOTES."/> be cashed on any
                    terms, and it had cost <persName>Lord Byron</persName> nearly one thousand dollars to procure
                    money from the Ionian Islands. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter2-21">
                    <hi rend="italic">February</hi> 15<hi rend="italic">th.</hi> There was a sort of mutiny among
                    the Suliotes; at least they grumbled very much that their arrears were not paid up. The
                    inhabitants of the town were afraid of being plundered, and great confusion ensued. I knew
                    nothing of their language, and could not interfere, but several negotiations took place between
                    them and <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName>, and it was at length agreed, that six
                    hundred of them should be taken into his Lordship&#8217;s pay, and act under his immediate
                    orders. This matter caused very great vexation to <persName>Lord Byron</persName>; it fretted
                    and teased him, and, added to the other sources of vexation already mentioned, seemed
                    absolutely to worry him. He was accustomed, also, to take a great deal of hard exercise on
                    horseback, and his irritability was at this time much increased by wanting this exercise. For
                    several days, he had been prevented from going abroad by heavy rains; and he complained in the
                    course of the day, more than usual, of his increasing vexations. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter2-22"> His Lordship&#8217;s quarters were on the second floor of the house; and
                        <persName key="LdHarri5">Colonel Stanhope</persName> lived on the first floor. In the
                    evening, about eight o&#8217;clock, he came down stairs into the Colonel&#8217;s <pb
                        xml:id="WP.42" n="SUDDEN ILLNESS OF LORD BYRON."/>room, where I was. He seated himself on a
                    cane settee, and began talking with me on various subjects. <persName>Colonel
                        Stanhope</persName>, who was employed in a neighbouring apartment, fitting up
                    printing-presses, and <persName key="PiGamba1827">Count Gamba</persName>, both came into the
                    room for a short time, and some conversation ensued about the newspaper, which was never, to
                        <persName>Lord Byron</persName>, a pleasant topic, as he disagreed with his friends
                    concerning it. After a little time, they went their several ways, and more agreeable matter of
                    conversation was introduced. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter2-23"> His Lordship began joking with me about <persName key="LdHarri5">Colonel
                        Stanhope&#8217;s</persName> occupations, and said, he thought the author would have his
                    brigade of artillery ready before the soldier got his printing-press fixed. There was then
                    nobody in the room but his Lordship, <persName key="HeHeske1836">Mr. Hesketh</persName>, and
                    myself. There was evidently a constrained manner about him, and he complained of thirst; he
                    ordered his servant to bring him some cider, which I entreated him not to drink in that state.
                    There was a flush in his countenance, which seemed to indicate great nervous agitation; and as
                    I thought his Lordship had been much harassed for several days past, I recommended him, at
                    least, to qualify his cider with some brandy. He said, he had frequently drank cider, and felt
                    no bad consequences from it, and he accordingly drank it off. </p>

                <pb xml:id="WP.43" n="SUDDEN ILLNESS OF LORD BYRON."/>

                <p xml:id="chapter2-24">
                    <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName> had scarcely drunk the cider, when he complained
                    of a very strange sensation, and I noticed a great change in his countenance. He rose from his
                    seat, but could not walk, staggered a step or two, and fell into my arms. I had no other
                    stimulant than brandy at hand, and having before seen it administered in similar cases, with
                    considerable benefit, I called for some of that liquor, which was brought by <persName
                        key="HeHeske1836">Mr. Hesketh</persName>, and we succeeded in making him swallow a small
                    quantity. In another minute his teeth were closed, his speech and senses gone, and he was in
                    strong convulsions. I laid him down on the settee, and with the assistance of his servant kept
                    him quiet. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter2-25"> When he fell into my arms, his countenance was very much distorted, his
                    mouth being drawn on one side. After a short time, his medical attendants came, and he speedily
                    recovered his senses and his speech. His first care was to call for <persName key="LdHarri5"
                        >Colonel Stanhope</persName>, as he had something particular to say to him, should there be
                    a probability of his not recovering. <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName> was accordingly sent
                    for, and came from the adjoining room. On recovering his senses, <persName key="LdByron">Lord
                        Byron&#8217;s</persName> countenance assumed its ordinary appearance, except that it was
                    pale and haggard; and no other effect remained from his illness, than a great degree of
                    weakness. His Lordship was then carried up-<pb xml:id="WP.44" n="RECOVERY.-HIS FOOD."/>stairs,
                    and put to bed; and we left him in charge of his servants and medical attendants. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter2-26"> On the following day, <hi rend="italic">February</hi> 16<hi rend="italic"
                        >th,</hi>&#32;<persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName> was better, but his countenance
                    was much changed; it was very pale, and he was very weak. He felt a sort of gratitude and
                    kindness towards me, for the assistance I had given him, and he told me I was henceforth to
                    consider myself as at home in his apartment. Thus did I ever find him disposed to add to the
                    happiness of all who came about him. He inquired of me, what I thought his disorder
                    was;&#8212;I did not pretend to decide as to what the doctors might call it, but I told him I
                    was sure it arose from the great irritation he had suffered, and from his not taking sufficient
                    food and stimulant drinks. His Lordship had not eaten any thing but cheese, fish, vegetables,
                    and bread, for several days; and, as I have said, he had been worried both out of his patience
                    and his sleep. I told him, however, that I thought his disorder was an epileptic attack,
                    arising from weakness, and that it was nothing which ought to alarm him, provided he took care
                    of himself, and used a more nourishing and generous diet. His Lordship was of a different
                    opinion; <q>&#8220;He felt,&#8221; he said, &#8220;a weight on the fore part of his head, and
                        he was quite sure he ought to live low.&#8221;</q> &#8220;Not too low, my Lord, for <pb
                        xml:id="WP.45" n="UNSKILFULNESS OF THE PHYSICIAN."/> in this swampy place some stimulus is
                    necessary; but your physician should know best.&#8221; &#8220;Yes,
                    <persName>Parry</persName>,&#8221; was his reply, &#8220;he is an excellent young man, and well
                    acquainted with his profession; I shall therefore be guided entirely by him.&#8221; To this I
                    could not object, but begged him to consider that there was, probably, some difference between
                    his constitution and those of the persons whom <persName key="FrBruno1828">Dr. Bruno</persName>
                    had been accustomed to treat. </p>

                <p xml:id="chaper2-27"> Unfortunately, I think, my advice was rejected. Low, and weak, and half
                    starved as <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName> was, and debilitated beyond measure by
                    this attack, his physician resolved to bleed him, and eight leeches were applied to his
                    temples. The blood flowed copiously, but when the leeches were removed, the doctors were so
                    unskilful that they could not stop the blood. It continued to flow on, and <persName>Lord
                        Byron</persName> fainted. <persName key="JuMilli1878">Mr. Milligan</persName> was present,
                    as well as <persName key="FrBruno1828">Dr. Bruno</persName>; the latter I almost disregarded,
                    but the former I scolded aloud for his mismanagement. When I saw them helpless, beside
                    themselves, at it were, while the blood was flowing, and <persName>Lord Byron</persName> lay
                    pale and senseless, the very image of death, I could have sacrificed their comparatively
                    valueless lives for the one more valuable, of which I thought they had deprived us for ever. I
                    tore off the strings and bands from a part of my dress, <pb xml:id="WP.46"
                        n="BYRON COURTS HIS FATE."/> cut them into pieces, and made <persName>Lord
                        Byron&#8217;s</persName> Italian servant burn them under his Lordship&#8217;s nose. I
                    rubbed his temples and lips with brandy, and did what I could to save and restore him. At
                    length the blood was staunched, and <persName>Lord Byron</persName> recovered. He often joked
                    about his weakness, as if he had fainted at the sight of his own blood, like a fine lady; and
                    reproved me for my violence, as soon as he was informed of the little respect I had shewn for
                    the doctors. Thus did he, by his kindness, in a manner, court his own fate. Had he turned them
                    out of doors, and returned to the habits of an English gentleman, as to his diet, he would,
                    probably, have survived many years, to have vindicated with his sword the wrongs of his beloved
                    Greece, and to have heaped contempt on those pretended friends, who, since his death, have
                    vilified his glorious nature, because he could or would not believe that a lithographic-press,
                        <persName key="JeBenth1832">Mr. Bentham&#8217;s</persName> minute legislation, and conning
                    over the alphabet, were the proper and most efficacious means of giving freedom and
                    independence to that suffering and oppressed country. </p>
            </div>

            <div xml:id="chap.3" type="chapter" n="Chapter III">
                <pb xml:id="WP.47"/>

                <l rend="chapter"> CHAPTER III.</l>
                <l rend="title"> DEATH OF LIEUTENANT SASS.</l>

                <p xml:id="chapter3-1a" rend="hang-indent"> Plan for fortifying Missolonghi.&#8212;<persName>Lord
                        Byron&#8217;s</persName> method of paying the expense.&#8212;Dissentions.&#8212;Method of
                    the Greeks to get money from <persName>Lord Byron</persName>.&#8212;Source of the Dispute
                    between <persName>Byron</persName> and <persName>Stanhope</persName>.&#8212;Hopes of Capturing
                    a Turkish brig of war.&#8212;<persName>Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> humane orders and rewards
                    as to the prisoners.&#8212;The brig destroyed.&#8212;Negligence of the Greeks in preparing for
                    their defence&#8212;Proposal for having gun-boats.&#8212;<persName>Lieutenant Sass</persName>
                    enters the Hellenic Legion.&#8212;Taken prisoner.&#8212;His sufferings.&#8212;Is released by an
                    English gentleman.&#8212;Returns home.&#8212;Sent out to Missolonghi by the Greek
                    Committee.&#8212;Appointed a Lieutenant in <persName>Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName>
                    brigade.&#8212;His death.&#8212;Meeting of the Suliot chiefs at <persName>Lord
                        Byron&#8217;s</persName>.&#8212;The mechanics frightened.&#8212;Resolve to leave
                    Greece.&#8212;Receive money to return to England.&#8212;Sum they cost the Greek
                    committee.&#8212;Work they performed. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter3-1" rend="not-indent">
                    <hi rend="small-caps">The</hi> day after <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName>
                    fit, on <hi rend="italic">February</hi> 16<hi rend="italic">th</hi>, I accompanied <persName
                        key="AlMavro1865">Prince Mavrocordato</persName> to inspect the fortifications of
                    Missolonghi, which I found in a most wretched and dilapidated state. With the usual
                    discrimination of persons always accustomed to command, and never to execute, and with that
                    usual discontent which follows the discovery of its being impossible to execute their commands
                    as fast as they are issued, I was requested to put all the fortifications in a perfect state of
                    repair, without possessing the <pb xml:id="WP.48" n="FORTIFICATIONS OF MISSOLONGHI."/> means.
                    The defences were to be finished, the batteries repaired, the guns remounted, the platforms
                    were to be levelled, the ditches cleared out, a magazine was to be built, and four gun-boats
                    fitted out. All these were, unquestionably, useful things; but there was no means of
                    immediately accomplishing them. The only skilful men we had, were the few mechanics who came
                    out with me from England, and their skill was rendered almost valueless by their discontent. It
                    was plain, however, that all these operations might be carried into effect, if a proper plan,
                    drawn up for the purpose, were executed with energy. But there did not seem to be much hope of
                    this. I had before pointed out to the Prince several little things which would be useful, and
                    might be immediately executed. For example, there were several Turkish guns, and considerable
                    quantities of loose shot lying about the town, and at the water side; these I wished to be
                    collected, and carried to the arsenal; as they must constitute the materials of our defence.
                    The guns sent out from England were field-artillery, or mountain-guns, proper to secure passes,
                    and such like, and the artillery for the fortifications must be elsewhere provided. I had
                    before requested that these guns and shot might be collected for this purpose, but in vain;
                    both the Prince and the people seemed quite unaware that prepara-<pb xml:id="WP.49"
                        n="DEFENCE OF MISSOLONGHI."/>tory labours were more certain of securing victory than mere
                    animal courage; and this, and other necessary operations, remained unexecuted. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter3-2"> On reporting to <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName> what I had
                    seen, what I had said to <persName key="AlMavro1865">Prince Mavrocordato</persName>, and what I
                    thought might be done, he ordered me to draw up a plan for putting the fortifications in
                    thorough repair, and to accompany it with an estimate of the expense. It was agreed, that I
                    should make the estimate only one-third of what I thought would be the actual expense, and if
                    that third could be procured from the Magistrates, <persName>Lord Byron</persName> undertook
                    secretly to pay the remainder. With the iron and materials brought out from England, some of
                    which might be spared for this purpose, we concluded that the whole might be done for the sum
                    of five thousand dollars; and it was therefore agreed, that we should endeavour to get one
                    thousand dollars from the Greeks, with supplies of wood, and the assistance of a few labourers
                    and artificers. By means of this sum, and assistance, together with his Lordship&#8217;s
                    advances, Missolonghi and the fort of Vasaladi might be put in a complete state of defence, and
                    gun-boats fitted out, so that we might be fully prepared to meet the enemy. At my request,
                    therefore, <persName key="LdHarri5">Colonel Stanhope</persName> drew up and presented a plan
                    and <pb xml:id="WP.50" n="FAILURE OF OUR PROJECTS"/> estimate for this purpose. It will be
                    found in the Appendix. The magistrates of Missolonghi and <persName>Prince
                        Mavrocordato</persName> concurred in it, and preparations were talked of for carrying it
                    into effect. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter3-3"> This was an additional task which <persName key="LdByron">Lord
                        Byron</persName> imposed on himself. We were before actively employed in fitting up the
                    arsenal, and disciplining the artillery in field-exercise, organizing his Lordship&#8217;s
                    brigade, &amp;c. &amp;c. There was work enough for us already marked out, even with the most
                    zealous co-operation, both of the Greeks, and among ourselves, which unfortunately did not
                    exist. The foreign adventurers disagreed with one another, and with every body else; the
                    mechanics sent from England were by no means satisfied; <persName>Lord Byron</persName> and
                        <persName key="LdHarri5">Colonel Stanhope</persName> did not both row in the same boat; and
                        <persName key="AlMavro1865">Prince Mavrocordato</persName> and the Greek authorities were
                    for obtaining every thing, promising every thing, and doing nothing. In such a state of
                    division, or rather, slumbering discord, of all the numerous and mighty projects we took in
                    hand, not one ripened into complete success. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter3-4"> To shew the reader how things were managed in Greece, and in what way
                        <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName> was treated, both by the Greeks and his own
                    countrymen, I shall here mention what <persName>Lord Byron</persName> said to me, on my talking
                    to him about the esti-<pb xml:id="WP.51" n="GREEK METHOD OF OBTAINING MONEY."
                        />mate.&#8212;<q>&#8220;All this is a very pretty piece of mockery,&#8221; he said;
                        &#8220;but the instant the estimate is agreed to, the Primates will come here, and under
                        some false pretence or other, beg a loan of me, to the amount required. I shall give them a
                        refusal, and they will retire, making me a thousand compliments; but after a short time, I
                        shall be visited by <persName key="AlMavro1865">Prince Mavrocordato</persName>, who will
                        find some other reason for asking the loan. If I refuse the Prince, I shall be again
                        visited by the Primates, and if they go away without accomplishing their errand, the Prince
                        will again renew the attack. To be plain with you, if I do not advance the whole amount,
                        your project will vanish into thin air; but if I do it in any other way than secretly, as
                        you and I have agreed on, I shall have fifty projects laid before me every week, and I
                        shall speedily be reduced to beggary, or obliged to quit the country, which I am determined
                        not to do while a chance of success remains.&#8221;</q>
                </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter3-5"> &#8220;It will be better, my Lord,&#8221; I said, &#8220;not to go through
                    this farce, and, with your permission, I will tell <persName key="LdHarri5">Colonel
                        Stanhope</persName> it will be of no use to present the estimate.&#8221; </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter3-6"> At this his Lordship flew into a passion, and said, <q>&#8220;Do you
                        suppose I will give myself the trouble of explaining to others every difficulty which I
                        have to encounter, and am acquainted with? <pb xml:id="WP.52" n="TURKISH BRIG OF WAR."/>
                        No, No!&#8212;<persName key="LdHarri5">Colonel Stanhope</persName> has already said, I am
                        too liberal; the money of the committee must not be intrusted to me, and I therefore will
                        provide what supplies I can for the good of the service, but I will not waste my time and
                        thoughts in fruitless explanations. In a short time, <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName>
                        will depart hence, and then our unpleasant altercations will cease. As to the Greeks, and
                        their applications, I will refer them all to you, and you shall answer them agreeably to my
                        wishes. What you point out as necessary for the service, and I approve of, I will find
                        means for you to perform; but I know it is all in vain to expect money from the Greeks, or
                        cordiality between <persName>Stanhope</persName> and me.&#8221;</q>
                </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter3-7">
                    <hi rend="italic">February</hi> 17<hi rend="italic">th.</hi> There were considerable hopes and
                    expectations of capturing a Turkish brig of war excited this day, as news came to us, that one,
                    mounting twenty-two guns, was aground six or seven miles from the city. This was a sort of
                    enterprise which suited the Greeks, for there was in it a promise both of vengeance and
                    plunder; and many of them set off in boats, as if each were afraid he should lose his share of
                    the prize. They did not find the enterprise so easy; and it was evident more means must be
                    prepared, before she fell into our power. Consigning my ordinary labours to the superintendence
                    of Messrs. <persName key="MrGill1824">Gill</persName> and <persName key="JMHodge1831"
                        >Hodges</persName>, I set off, accompanied <pb xml:id="WP.53"
                        n="PREPARATIONS FOR ATTACKING HER."/> by some other officers, to reconnoitre her. We
                    proceeded about five miles across what is called the fishing ground, a considerable extent of
                    shallows, on which was about eighteen inches or two feet of water. We ascertained that we
                    could, though with considerable difficulty, transport stores and guns over these shallows, and
                    make an attack on the brig from a point of land beyond them. It was accordingly resolved to
                    attack her in this manner, on the following day; and though it came on to rain, in the mean
                    time, with great violence, we zealously set about making preparations. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter3-8"> We had but two pieces of cannon fit for immediate service; a long
                    three-pounder, and <persName key="ThGordo1841">Mr. Gordon&#8217;s</persName> howitzer. There
                    were, also, two Turkish guns, but the carriages were in such a state, that it was necessary to
                    repair them, and they could not be got ready before three o&#8217;clock. I waited on <persName
                        key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName>, and explained all these circumstances to him; he
                    expressed his satisfaction with my arrangements, and gave me orders to draw on him for money to
                    pay all the additional expense; and to be sure and send him word when it was likely we should
                    begin the attack on her that he might be on the spot. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter3-9"> On this occasion, his Lordship, with that active attention to humanity
                    which characterized all his proceedings in Greece, gave me strict <pb xml:id="WP.54"
                        n="THE TURKISH BRIG BURNT."/> injunctions, should any prisoners be taken, to endeavour to
                    save their lives. For this purpose, he offered to give two dollars a head for every prisoner
                    saved, to pay something more for officers, and be at all the expense of taking care of them
                    while at Missolonghi, and of sending them to a place of safety. His Lordship, knowing also what
                    would be the conduct of the Greeks, as to plunder, gave me strict injunctions to keep back the
                    artillery brigade, that I might have it as much as possible in my power to relieve and protect
                    the captives, should any be made. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter3-10"> Early in the morning of the 18th, we began to prepare for our attack on
                    the brig, In transporting our guns, the boats grounded; which, with other unexpected
                    impediments, brought on the afternoon before our preparations were completed. In the mean time,
                    three Turkish brigs of war came down from Patrass, and brought up, so as to enfilade the beach;
                    they got out their boats, and endeavoured to heave the brig, which was aground, afloat into
                    deep water, but without success; and seeing our preparations for an attack, they thought it
                    prudent to get out of the way. They accordingly removed all the men from the brig, and as many
                    of her stores as they could save; and then, setting her on fire, made sail for Patrass. She
                    burnt down to the waters&#8217; edge. Though we were disappointed of <pb xml:id="WP.55"
                        n="IMPROVIDENCE OF THE GREEKS"/> our prey, we all rejoiced to see her in flames; and
                    carried back our guns and stores to the arsenal, without much grumbling, that our labour had
                    not been rewarded as we expected. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter3-11">
                    <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName> was highly pleased at the destruction of the
                    brig, and asked particularly what loss it would occasion to the Turks. I told him about twenty
                    thousand dollars; and though one small vessel of war seems of trifling moment to a large empire
                    like Turkey, yet, judging of it, probably, from our own straitened means, we all exulted at it,
                    as an important achievement. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter3-12"> This event led <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName> to talk of
                    the state of affairs in Greece; and he regretted that the Greeks should have done so little to
                    repair the losses of the last campaign, or prepare for the next. They were so improvident, or
                    so destitute, not having either money or materials, that neither in the Morea, nor in Western
                    Greece, had any preparations been made to meet the enemy; nor had the fortifications and other
                    means of defence, which had suffered in the late attack, been restored. The fleet was laid up
                    till the loan should be negotiated in England, and the money received. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter3-13"> What had just occurred was an additional evidence, that six or eight
                    gun-boats would be of essential use in defending Missolonghi and An-<pb xml:id="WP.56"
                        n="PROPOSAL TO BUILD GUN-BOATS."/>natolica. With these at our command, and one of them
                    fitted up to heat shot, the Turkish fleet could not, without great danger, lie at anchor to
                    blockade these places. I again represented this to <persName key="LdByron">Lord
                        Byron</persName>, but his Lordship said it was of no use urging it any more on the Greeks;
                    they would assent to it, he knew, and would ask him for money to execute it, and there the
                    matter would rest. I offered, with his Lordship&#8217;s permission, to state the matter to the
                    Greek committee, and request them to send out the frames of gun-boats, and the necessary
                    materials; or I would go to the island of Hydra, where it was probable I might provide them.
                    His Lordship said I could not be spared; we might expect the campaign to open in three months,
                    and then our difficulties would be much greater even than at present. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter3-14"> On <hi rend="italic">Thursday, February</hi> 19<hi rend="italic">th,</hi>
                    the men were again at work at the arsenal, but before their labours had proceeded very far, a
                    quarrel ensued between one of the Suliotes and <persName key="LtSass1824">Lieutenant
                        Sass</persName>, the very best, perhaps, of the foreign officers, which ended in his
                    assassination. The whole business shews, unhappily, so well what was the state of Greece, as to
                    the discipline of the soldiery, and the unfortunate effect of sending foreigners to rule and
                    guide them, as it <pb xml:id="WP.57" n="ASSASSINATION OF SASS."/> were, that I shall give a
                    detailed account of this melancholy affair, as far as it came within my knowledge. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter3-15">
                    <persName key="LtSass1824">Sass</persName> seems to have been one of those persons who are born
                    out of season, or have got, from some cause or other, so much awry, or so misplaced, among men,
                    that though they possess the best intentions, nothing succeeds with them. He had a very
                    prepossessing appearance, and seemed destined to win his way smoothly to the goal of happiness;
                    but his fate was very different. He was born of respectable parents, in Swedish Finland, and
                    entered the military service at an early period. He served with credit, both in the Swedish and
                    Swiss armies, but without obtaining distinction; and at the peace, like many others, was
                    disbanded, having nothing but his sword wherewith to carve his fortune. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter3-16"> It is to the credit of England, though her citizens foster the mercenary
                    spirit of mere soldiership less than any other people of Europe, that she does not suffer her
                    defenders, when their services are not required, to die of ingratitude, neglect, and hunger.
                    Though the pittance she gives be small, it is enough to preserve life; but this cannot, in
                    general, be said of the nations of the continent; and in them, the military sovereigns who are
                    at the head of the governments, seem afraid of their own tools, and break and cast them <pb
                        xml:id="WP.58" n="PREVIOUS SUFFERINGS OP SASS."/> away, the instant their services can be
                    dispensed with. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter3-17">
                    <persName key="LtSass1824">Sass</persName> was in this situation at the beginning of the Greek
                    contest, and was induced to join the German Hellenic regiment. It was fitted out, at a great
                    expense, by subscriptions among the Germans who were friendly to the Greek cause; but on
                    reaching Greece, these volunteer soldiers were doomed to suffering and neglect; in fact, the
                    disorganized state of Greece, no part of the country, except the islands, having the least
                    particle of disposable produce, and all the exertions of their inhabitants being wisely
                    directed to their shipping, as the best means of enriching and defending their country,
                    rendered it utterly impossible to subsist in it a corps of foreign troops like the
                    Philhellenians; unless, as in the manner of the Turks, they could compel the inhabitants to
                    supply them. There is some reason to believe, that all the foreigners who have been in the
                    service of Greece have had recourse to this means; and as the Greeks did not throw off the yoke
                    of one tyrant to submit to that of another, quarrels necessarily ensued, and the foreigners,
                    being in this case the weaker party, were both ill-treated and half starved. Considering only
                    their own good intentions, and not the light in which the Greeks interpreted them, they
                    complained bitterly of ingratitude; and at length, half de-<pb xml:id="WP.59"
                        n="SOLD AS A SLAVE."/>stroyed by their combats with the Turks, and half famished by the
                    neglect of the Greeks, the Hellenic corps was broken up. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter3-18">
                    <persName key="LtSass1824">Sass</persName> lived through all these fatigues, privations, and
                    contumelies; then, partly from being unprovided for, partly from having a strong attachment to
                    the cause of Greece, he embarked for Candia, with a view of joining the patriots in that
                    island. On the voyage he was captured by a Turkish vessel, and subjected to the grossest
                    insults, and most brutal cruelty. Some of these things cannot be related; but it may be
                    mentioned, that it was one of the amusements of the Turkish soldiers to draw their sabres
                    across his neck, and to point their carbines at him, so that he frequently expected instant
                    assassination. Half famished, beaten, and in a state of torture, death would, probably, have
                    been mercy, but the continued apprehension of the stroke was dreadful; and probably nothing but
                    his sensibility being blunted by previous sufferings preserved his reason unimpaired. He was
                    carried to Alexandria, and thence sent up to Grand Cairo, where he was sold as a slave. The
                    humanity and generosity of an English gentleman released him from slavery, and provided him
                    with the means of returning to his native country. On his arrival, hearing of the expedition
                    which was preparing in England, he went to London, and offered his services to the<pb
                        xml:id="WP.60" n="REJOINS THE GREEKS."/> Greek committee. This body provided him with the
                    means of again reaching Greece, but, like other adventurers, when he arrived he had no funds to
                    maintain himself. Becoming known to <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName>, his Lordship
                    appointed him a Lieutenant in his brigade, and here <persName>Sass</persName> behaved in a
                    prudent and careful manner. He was, undoubtedly, by far the most useful foreign officer who was
                    then in Greece, and his loss was proportionably regretted. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter3-19">
                    <persName key="LtSass1824">Sass</persName> was on duty on the 19th, at the Seraglio, or the
                    arsenal, where all our stores were deposited. There were at that time a great number; of
                    Suliotes at Missolonghi, as well as a number of adventurers of all nations and all sorts of
                    characters, and though we were anxious to teach our arts to the Suliotes and the other Greeks,
                    who were therefore permitted to range round the arsenal at pleasure, yet, as several things had
                    been pilfered, which made precaution necessary, the guards had orders to watch closely whoever
                    entered, and not to allow perfect strangers to come in. One of the Suliotes, however, a very
                    brave soldier, who had distinguished himself in the night attack which <persName
                        key="MaBozza1823">Botzaris</persName> made on the Turkish camp, and in which he fell,
                    wished that morning to enter the arsenal, as he had done before; but not being known to the
                    serjeant on guard, not a Greek, he was not allowed to pass. <pb xml:id="WP.61"
                        n="MANNER OF HIS DEATH."/> The Suliote insisted on forcing his way, and the serjeant
                    prevented him. A quarrel was, of course, the consequence, and <persName>Lieutenant
                        Sass</persName>, hearing the disturbance, hastened to the spot. The Greek was armed, like
                    all his countrymen, with a brace of pistols, and his <foreign><hi rend="italic"
                        >yatagan</hi></foreign> or dagger, and was a strong, powerful man.
                        <persName>Sass</persName>, too, was athletic and fearless, but, perhaps, considering the
                    irritation which existed between the foreigners and the Greeks, was not sufficiently temperate
                    on this occasion; he instantly drew his sword, and struck the Greek with the flat part of it.
                    The latter shook himself clear of his first antagonist, and drawing his yatagan with one hand,
                    while he drew forth a pistol with the other, made a desperate attack on
                        <persName>Sass</persName>. The first attack was parried, and the Suliote received a wound
                    in the neck; the second was fatal, and the unfortunate <persName>Sass</persName> was at the
                    same instant shot in the head, and received a cut which almost severed his arm from his body.
                    He remained alive, but senseless and speechless, about an hour, and then the existence of the
                    adventurous but unfortunate <persName>Sass</persName> terminated for ever. He left, I have
                    understood, a wife, then living at Malma, in Sweden; and <persName key="LdByron"
                        >Byron</persName>, with that attention to the feelings and wants of others which always
                    distinguished him, thought immediately of contributing to her comfort in a pecuniary way. <pb
                        xml:id="WP.62" n="APPREHENSIONS FROM THE SULIOTES."/> In the next communication made to the
                    Greek committee, he requested that a small sum might be sent her, on his account. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter3-20"> The Suliote was arrested, but immediately afterwards set at liberty, on
                    his Captain promising that an inquiry should be made, and justice done. The event took place so
                    suddenly, that interference was impossible. On its being known in the town, the confusion
                    became very great; the English and other foreigners gathered round <persName key="LdByron">Lord
                        Byron</persName>; a thousand exaggerated rumours were instantly set on foot; and, as the
                    Suliotes were not liked by the inhabitants, there was an apprehension the town would be sacked,
                    or that we should at least come to open war. At <persName>Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName>
                    quarters, preparations were made as for a siege. The guns were prepared, and pointed towards
                    the gate, and all the precautions in our power were taken, to prevent surprise. The main body
                    of the Suliotes assembled round the house, threatening to attack it, and to murder every
                    foreigner. Their momentary fury was, probably, checked by the sight of our preparations, and
                    when this had subsided, we were able to settle the matter in a more amicable way. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter3-21"> I preceded to the arsenal, to make inquiries into the matter, and drew up
                    a fair report, as far as I could collect information, of the whole affray: <persName
                        key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName>, in the mean time, sent for <pb xml:id="WP.63"
                        n="BYRON&#8217;S INTERVEW WITH THE CAPTAINS."/> the Suliote Captains, and they agreed to
                    wait on him. In fact, on my return, I found him in his full dress, as Colonel of the brigade,
                    surrounded by the Suliote chiefs, each of whom was in the full costume of his country. They
                    were all fine-looking men, and all being animated by this unfortunate event, formed as fine a
                    picture as the eye could well behold. The report which I had drawn up was read and interpreted.
                        <persName>Lord Byron</persName> addressed the chiefs, also, through the medium of an
                    interpreter, calmness was gradually restored, and the chiefs pledged themselves that justice
                    should be done. They got up, put on their shoes, made a profound obeisance to <persName>Lord
                        Byron</persName>, crossing their arms at the same time on their breast, and retired to
                    restore quiet among their soldiers. There was something pathetic in this peaceable conclusion
                    to so threatening an affair; and though <persName>Lord Byron</persName> was still very unwell,
                    few men, I believe, could have conducted themselves with more dignity and more prudence on so
                    trying an occasion. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter3-22"> All this, however, harassed him very much, and though he made a fine
                    display, when his energies were roused into action, his general health suffered from this
                    excessive mental stimulus and exertion. Greater and increasing debility was the consequence;
                    and, as he had some even still more unpleasant altercations <pb xml:id="WP.64"
                        n="THE MECHANTCS RESOLVE TO RETURN."/> to go through, and still more gratingly-unpleasant
                    scenes to witness, he gradually decayed, and soon fell a sacrifice to his own feelings, and the
                    improper treatment of those who might have had more respect for the peculiarities of genius. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter3-23">
                    <hi rend="italic">Friday, February</hi> 20<hi rend="italic">th.</hi> It was gratifying to all
                    the foreigners at Missolonghi, to witness the respect the inhabitants paid to <persName
                        key="LtSass1824">Lieutenant Sass</persName>. He was interred with all the honours the Greek
                    church could bestow; and, for our parts, we suspended our labours for the day, to consecrate it
                    to his funeral. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter3-24"> The death of <persName key="LtSass1824">Sass</persName> was, in its
                    consequences, very disastrous; it increased the anger and hostility which already existed
                    between the foreign officers and the Greeks, and it alarmed all the mechanics who came out from
                    England with me. One of them, also, in a tumult which ensued, had his hat cut open by the
                    Greeks; and this contributed to make all the rest suspicious. They were apprehensive for their
                    safety, and declared they would work no more. They said they had stipulated to be sent to a
                    place where they should be safe, and they would not remain at Missolonghi. The contract was
                    broken which had been made with them, and they felt themselves at liberty to return. They
                    accordingly appealed to <persName key="LdHarri5">Colonel Stanhope</persName>, represented the
                    dangers they were exposed to, and requested <pb xml:id="WP.65" n="EXPENSE OF THE MECHANICS."/>
                    to be sent back to England. The Colonel, they told me, had acceded to their request, and agreed
                    to give them ten pounds per man for their passage home. He took all the blame on himself for
                    bringing them to such a place, and he would take care, he said, to provide them a passage back. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter3-25"> I considered their conduct to have been extremely improper. They ought to
                    have known, before-hand, what their situation was likely to be; at least, the Greek committee,
                    which had several agents in Greece, such as they were, should have taken care to have informed
                    them, previously to engaging their services. They had done very little since they came, and
                    seemed, indeed, so little disposed to work, that the actual loss we suffered by their departure
                    was not great; but still they were the class and sort of men most wanted, and I felt very angry
                    at their proceedings. I refused to take any part in them; but they found favour with <persName
                        key="LdHarri5">Colonel Stanhope</persName>, and he acceded to their requests. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter3-26"> I was obliged to represent the business to <persName key="LdByron">Lord
                        Byron</persName>, and the men received sixty pounds, or two hundred and eighty-seven
                    dollars; independent of forty-two dollars it cost to procure them a passage to Zante. They
                    received bills for the sum, which were converted into cash at that island. It may be worth
                    while here to <pb xml:id="WP.66" n="ONE OF THEM A MISSIONARY."/> mention, as probably some of
                    my readers subscribed for the support of the Greek cause, and may therefore like to know in
                    what manner their money was expended, that these six mechanics received from the committee, for
                    themselves, their wives, and families, the sum of two hundred and fifty-six pounds ten
                    shillings, independent of the sum paid for their passage home, and other charges, making the
                    whole expense, at least, equal to three hundred and forty pounds. They had never been called on
                    to spend one penny on account of provisions and lodgings, from the day they left England, till
                    their arrival at Missolonghi; and they were permitted to carry out small ventures, without any
                    charge for freight. One of them, also, a prot&#233;g&#233; of <persName key="LdHarri5">Colonel
                        Stanhope&#8217;s</persName>, had carried out a number of tracts, and in addition to his
                    avocations as a mechanic, was charged by the Missionary Society, at a salary of twenty pounds,
                    to spread a knowledge of true religion, or of Wesleyism, among the heathen Turks and the
                    heretical Greeks. He was one of the foremost to retreat from danger, but he managed to pick up
                    a little something by his piety, to comfort him in his retreat. The services they rendered to
                    the cause of Greece for this three hundred and forty pounds, were fourteen days&#8217; work at
                    Missolonghi, so that every day&#8217;s work of each of these <pb xml:id="WP.67"
                        n="COST OF THE WORK THEY PERFORMED."/> artisans, and it was not much they did in a day, was
                    purchased by the Greek committee for the sum of something more than four pounds one shilling.
                    There may have been wisdom in such management, but it appears to me to have been a mode of
                    expending money which no individual would have followed with his own funds. </p>
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            <div xml:id="chap.4" type="chapter" n="Chapter IV">
                <pb xml:id="WP.68"/>

                <l rend="chapter"> CHAPTER IV.</l>
                <l rend="title"> LORD BYRON, AS GENERAL AND COMMISSIONER.</l>

                <p xml:id="chapter4-1a" rend="hang-indent">Mutiny among the Suliotes&#8212;The mechanics embark for
                    Zante&#8212;Shock of an Earthquake&#8212;Superstitious custom of the Greeks&#8212;Mutiny
                    amongst the Germans&#8212;<persName>Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> Corps disbanded&#8212;Is
                    re-organized&#8212;Business of the Laboratory&#8212;<persName>Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName>
                    Suliote guard&#8212;His dog <name>Lyon</name>&#8212;His guard attend him in his
                    rides&#8212;Specimen of the state of Missolonghi&#8212;<persName>Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName>
                    daily occupations&#8212;His food, and manner of living&#8212;His partiality to curious
                    weapons&#8212;State of the weather&#8212;Requisitions by <persName>Ulysses</persName> and
                        <persName>General Londa</persName>&#8212;Improper articles in
                        Newspapers&#8212;<persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName> goes to Athens&#8212;His
                    requisitions&#8212;Proceedings in March&#8212;An alarm of plague&#8212;Discipline of the
                    Brigade&#8212;Must pay the Greeks for doing their own work&#8212;Divisions among the Greek
                        chieftains&#8212;<persName>Lord Byron</persName> invited to quit
                        Missolonghi&#8212;<persName>Colocotroni</persName> wishes to get him into the
                    Morea&#8212;Opposing views of <persName>Mavrocordato</persName>&#8212;His hopes of effecting a
                    union of the chiefs&#8212;Prospect of a Congress at Salona&#8212;<persName>Lord
                        Byron</persName> obliged again to interfere about a newspaper&#8212;Receives the freedom of
                    Missolonghi&#8212;Numerous applications to him for Money&#8212;Further defence&#8217; of
                    Missolonghi&#8212;Desertions from <persName>Colocotroni&#8217;s</persName> forces&#8212;News of
                    the Greek loan&#8212;Plan for the campaign&#8212;Difficulties of <persName>Lord
                        Byron&#8217;s</persName> situation in Greece. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter4-1" rend="not-indent">
                    <hi rend="small-caps">From</hi> the time when <persName key="LtSass1824">Lieutenant
                        Sass</persName> was killed up to <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> own
                    death, all his lordship&#8217;s thoughts and time were actively occupied with the affairs of
                    Greece. For this reason I shall confine this part of my narrative to his lordship&#8217;s
                    proceedings in his military and civil capacity, as <pb xml:id="WP.69"
                        n="MUTINY.&#8212;AN EARTHQUAKE."/> connected with Greece. With these proceedings, too, I
                    was intimately connected, <persName>Lord Byron</persName> not having taken any step without
                    informing me of it, and very often honouring me by asking my advice as to his plans, and always
                    requiring my assistance to carry them into execution. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter4-2"> On <hi rend="italic">February</hi> 21<hi rend="italic">st</hi>, there was a
                    sort of mutiny amongst the Suliotes, who refused to march, on account of their arrears not
                    having been paid up. <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName> was, as usual, instantly
                    applied to by <persName key="AlMavro1865">Prince Mavrocordato</persName>, and advanced 4,800
                    dollars to enable him to pay up the arrears. On this the Suliotes promised to march in two days
                    to Arta, and scour the country. At the same time <persName>Lord Byron</persName> notified to
                    them that they must not henceforward consider him as personally, responsible for their pay. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter4-3"> The mechanics, though they had not yet departed, had entirely given up
                    working, and the town was in a complete state of tumult; all our labours were, therefore, for
                    the moment, suspended. <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName> had frequent, almost
                    daily, conferences with <persName key="AlMavro1865">Prince Mavrocordato</persName>; and
                    numerous communications with the Suliote and other chiefs; but they all ended, as might have
                    been expected, in nothing. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter4-4"> On the evening of this day we had a smart shock of an earthquake. All the
                    inhabitants who possessed fire-arms, and all the Suliotes, im-<pb xml:id="WP.70"
                        n="SUPERSTITIOUS CUSTOM OF GREEKS."/>mediately ran for their carbines, and began firing
                    away as fast as they could. They did this, from entertaining a sort of superstitious notion
                    that they might by it avert the effects of the earthquake, or check its progress. Having so
                    many subjects of alarm, we supposed, on hearing this unusual firing, that the Suliotes and the
                    inhabitants had at length actually come to blows, and were attacking each other. Our
                    apprehension was changed into a hearty laugh, when we learnt that they were never more united,
                    and were all, as if directed by one mind, waging fierce hostility against the aerial prince of
                    earthquakes. This intelligence came timely also to relieve us from the effects of our own
                    fears. I was sitting, with two or three young Englishmen, at our quarters, when the earthquake
                    took place. None of us knew at first what it was, and being naturally much alarmed, for the
                    shock was violent, we all made for the door as fast as we could, and some confusion ensued as
                    to who should be the first to make his escape. Perhaps, too, a quarrel might have been the
                    consequence, but for the Greek musketry. This circumstance coming to <persName key="LdByron"
                        >Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> knowledge, gave him an opportunity of laughing at us, and
                    putting a sort of joke on us which I shall mention in another place. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter4-5"> On the 22d, the mechanics embarked for Zante, which was the only event that
                    distinguished this <pb xml:id="WP.71" n="LORD BYRON&#8217;S CORPS DISBANDED."/> from the other
                    days of confusion we were now compelled to witness. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter4-6"> On the 23d, our other misfortunes were augmented, by a mutiny among the
                    German officers sent out from England by the committee. Each wanted to command, and none would
                    obey. <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName> became sensible of the inutility, if not
                    the folly, of employing this sort of etiquette-soldiers in Greece, and seeing all his wishes,
                    and all his hopes, disappointed by those who came out to further the cause he was so zealously
                    struggling to advance, he resolved to break up his corps, and after getting rid of these men,
                    to form it anew. The corps was accordingly disbanded; all the officers and men received a
                    month&#8217;s pay each, and were at liberty to retire where they pleased. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter4-7">
                    <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName> formed what I thought a correct notion on this
                    subject. He said, when we possessed the materials of war, such as money, ammunition, and guns,
                    the Greeks might be taught and disciplined, and would make far better soldiers than the barons
                    and knights who came out to Greece only to be colonels and generals. <q>&#8220;Besides,&#8221;
                        his lordship remarked, &#8220;there is an inveterate hatred amongst the Greeks of all these
                        foreigners; and sending them here has done the Greek cause far more mischief, than ever the
                        little, and unfortunately misapplied, assistance <pb xml:id="WP.72" n="CORPS RE-ORGANIZED."
                        /> given by the Germans and English has done good.&#8221;</q>
                </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter4-8"> Here again arose another difficulty: What were the foreigners to do? the
                    Suliotes in particular were highly irritated against them; if they remained disorganized they
                    might all be massacred, and in fact, on the following day, <hi rend="italic">February</hi>
                        24<hi rend="italic">th</hi>, there was every appearance of a general tumult. <persName
                        key="AlMavro1865">Prince Mavrocordato</persName> was alarmed, and apprehended bloodshed
                    would ensue. The foreigners petitioned to be retained in service, the Primates and the prince,
                    dreading the Suliotes; and afraid they should be left quite unsupported, enforced the prayer of
                    the petition by their own representations and requests. However unwilling his lordship was
                    again to bring on himself the burden of a disobedient regiment, he was, in some measure,
                    obliged to comply; and on the 26th, it was settled that the corps should be immediately
                    re-organized. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter4-9">
                    <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName> did me the honour to impose this service on me;
                    and I accepted it, on condition that the officers selected should consent to be drilled, that
                    they might learn their duty as soldiers, and the more necessary duty of obedience. Selecting,
                    accordingly, from among those who had petitioned to be kept, such as we thought most likely to
                    answer our views, we re-organized the corps. They consented to the drilling, and pro-<pb
                        xml:id="WP.73" n="BUSINESS OF THE LABORATORY."/>mised afterwards to act as squad-serjeants
                    to drill the men. <persName key="AlMavro1865">Prince Mavrocordato</persName> sent me a
                    commission as captain-commandant of the corps, and accompanied it by a flattering letter,
                    approving of my services, from the time of my arrival in Greece. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter4-10"> All this time the most material part of the service, that of the
                    laboratory and arsenal, was unfortunately suspended. On the 26th, however, I found time to
                    engage a few tradesmen, such as they were, and ten active seamen, to make wads, &amp;c. With
                    their assistance, the preparation of materials was again commenced, but unfortunately with
                    limited advantages. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter4-11"> Even on this subject, which <persName>Lord Byron</persName> probably
                    thought, as he had to supply all the funds,&#8212;the government having none, and the committee
                    not having provided a farthing for this purpose,&#8212;was his and my peculiar province, he had
                    to complain of the interference of <persName key="LdHarri5">Colonel Stanhope</persName>.
                    Without consulting his lordship, the colonel advertised for a number of young men to be
                    instructed in the business of the arsenal and laboratory; which was quartering a number of
                    hands on his lordship&#8217;s purse, whether he liked it or not. Such petty vexations were a
                    great annoyance to <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName>. He had never before been
                    engaged in any such business of detail, and had probably never met this sort of opposition and
                        <pb xml:id="WP.74" n="LORD BYRON&#8217;S SULIOTE GUARD"/>unpleasant kind of controlling
                    interference. <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName> imagined also that he was a much wiser man
                    in all such matters than <persName>Lord Byron</persName>, and added to the unpleasantness of
                    the circumstance by his manner of interfering. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter4-12">
                    <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName> had taken a small corps of Suliotes into his own
                    pay, and kept them about him as a body-guard. They consisted altogether of fifty-six men, and
                    of these a certain number were always on duty. A large outer room in his lordship&#8217;s house
                    was appropriated to them, and their carbines were suspended against the walls. Like other
                    soldiers, they found various means to amuse themselves when on guard. While some were walking
                    about, discoursing violently and eagerly, with animated gestures, others were lying or sitting
                    on the floor, playing at cards. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter4-13"> In this room, and among these rude soldiers, <persName key="LdByron">Lord
                        Byron</persName> was accustomed to walk a great deal, particularly in wet weather. On such
                    occasions he was almost always accompanied by his favourite dog <name type="animal"
                    >Lyon</name>, who was perhaps his dearest and most affectionate friend. They were, indeed, very
                    seldom separated. Riding or walking, sitting or standing, <name>Lyon</name> was his constant
                    attendant. He can scarcely be said to have forsaken him even in his sleep. Every evening did he
                    go to see that his master was safe, before he lay down himself, and then he took his <pb
                        xml:id="WP.75" n="HIS DOG LYON."/>station close to his door, a guard certainly as faithful,
                    though not so efficient, as <persName>Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> corps of Suliotes. This
                    valuable and affectionate animal was brought to England after <persName>Lord
                        Byron&#8217;s</persName> death, and is now, I believe, in the possession of <persName
                        key="AuLeigh1851">Mrs. Leigh</persName>, his Lordship&#8217;s sister. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter4-14"> With <name type="animal">Lyon</name>
                    <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName> was accustomed, not only to associate, but to
                    commune very much, and very often. His most usual phrase was, &#8220;<name type="animal"
                        >Lyon</name>, you are no rogue, <name type="animal">Lyon</name>;&#8221; or &#8220;<name
                        type="animal">Lyon</name>,&#8221; his Lordship would say, &#8220;thou art an honest fellow,
                        <name type="animal">Lyon</name>.&#8221; The dog&#8217;s eyes sparkled, and his tail swept
                    the floor, as he sat with his haunches on the ground. &#8220;Thou art more faithful than men,
                        <name type="animal">Lyon</name>; I trust thee more.&#8221; <name type="animal">Lyon</name>
                    sprang up, and barked and bounded round his master, as much as to say, &#8220;You may trust me,
                    I will watch actively on every side.&#8221; &#8220;<name type="animal">Lyon</name>, I love
                    thee, thou art my faithful dog!&#8221; and <name type="animal">Lyon</name> jumped and kissed
                    his master&#8217;s hand, as an acknowledgement of his homage. In this sort of mingled talk and
                    gambol <persName>Lord Byron</persName> passed a good deal of time, and seemed more contented,
                    more calmly self-satisfied, on such occasions, than almost on any other. In conversation and in
                    company he was animated and brilliant; but with <name>Lyon</name> and in stillness he was
                    pleased and perfectly happy. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter4-15"> When <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName> rode out, he was also
                        at-<pb xml:id="WP.76" n="LORD BYRON&#8217;S RIDES"/>tended by his Suliote guards. The
                    captain, and a certain number, all on foot, preceded his Lordship. Then came <persName>Lord
                        Byron</persName> on horseback, accompanied on one side by <persName key="PiGamba1827">Count
                        Gamba</persName>, and on the other by the Greek interpreter. Behind him rode two
                    attendants; generally, these were his black groom and <persName key="GiFalci1874"
                        >Tita</persName>, both dressed like the <hi rend="italic">chasseurs</hi> usually seen
                    behind the carriages of ambassadors, and another division of his guard closed the cavalcade. It
                    was to me very surprising to see the swiftness of the Suliotes. Though they carried their
                    carbines, they were always able to keep up with the horses, and <persName>Lord Byron</persName>
                    sometimes put his cattle to their utmost speed. If their activity may be considered as at all
                    resulting from the races in which their ancestors were so distinguished, we should find it
                    difficult to bestow too much praise on such gymnastic exercises. But it should probably rather
                    be attributed to their climate, their habits of life, and their frames being originally nervous
                    and well formed. Whatever may have been the source of their fleetness, they were able to keep
                    up with <persName>Lord Byron</persName> in his rides, and whenever he quitted the town on
                    horseback, they accompanied him, being answerable both to Greece and Britain for his safety.
                    They were tall men, and remarkably well formed; and perhaps, take them altogether, no sovereign
                    of Europe <pb xml:id="WP.77" n="EMPLOYMENT OF HIS TIME."/>can boast of having a finer set of
                    men for his body-guard. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter4-16"> It may serve to give the reader some idea of the state of Missolonghi, if
                    I here mention the circuitous route which <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName> was
                    obliged to use to get out of the town. Such was the wretched state of the pavement, and such
                    the condition of the streets, that it was impossible to ride through them without the risk of
                    breaking one&#8217;s neck. <persName>Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> horses were therefore
                    generally led to the gate of the town, and his Lordship, embarking in his little punt, was
                    rowed along the harbour, and up what is called the military canal. This terminating not far
                    from the gate, his Lordship again landed, mounted his horse, and rode away. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter4-17"> The mode in which <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName> disposed
                    of his time may be sketched in the history of a single day. In whatever manner he may formerly
                    have lived, during the time that I knew him in Greece, he was perfectly regular and systematic
                    in his habits. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter4-18"> He always rose at nine o&#8217;clock, or a little later, and breakfasted
                    about ten. This meal consisted of tea without either milk or sugar, dry toast, and water
                    cresses. During his breakfast, I generally waited on him to make any reports which were
                    necessary, and take his orders for the labours of the day. When this business was settled, <pb
                        xml:id="WP.78" n="MODE OF LIVING."/>I retired to give the necessary directions to the
                    different officers, and returned so as to be back by eleven o&#8217;clock, or a quarter before.
                    His Lordship then inspected the accounts, and in conjunction with his secretary, checked and
                    audited every item in a business-like manner. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter4-19"> If the weather permitted, he afterwards rode out; if it did not, he used
                    to amuse himself by shooting at a mark with pistols. Though his hand trembled much, his aim was
                    sure, and he could hit an egg four times out of five at the distance of ten or twelve yards. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter4-20"> It was at this period of the day also, if he did not ride out, that he was
                    generally visited by <persName key="AlMavro1865">Prince Mavrocordato</persName> and the
                    Primates. If he rode out, the latter visited him towards three or four o&#8217;clock, and the
                    former came later in the evening, like one of his private friends. His rides were seldom
                    extended beyond two hours, as he then returned and dined. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter4-21"> The reader may form an idea of the <hi rend="italic">fever</hi> of which
                        <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName> died, when I mention his food. He ate very
                    sparingly, and what he did eat was neither nourishing, nor heating, nor blood-making food. He
                    very rarely touched flesh, ate very little fish, used neither spices nor sauces, and dined
                    principally off dried toast, vegetables, and cheese. He drank a very small quantity of wine or
                    cider; but indulged in the <pb xml:id="WP.79" n="PRIVATIONS HE SUBMITTED TO."/> use of no
                    spirituous liquors. He took nothing of any consequence during the remainder of the day, and I
                    verily believe, as far as his own personal consumption was concerned, there was not a single
                    Greek soldier in the garrison who did not eat more, and more luxuriously, than this tenderly
                    brought-up, and long-indulged English gentleman and nobleman. He who had fed only on the
                    richest viands of the most luxuriant parts of Europe, whose palate had been tickled, from his
                    earliest days, with the choicest wines, now, at the call of humanity and freedom, submitted to
                    live on the coarsest and meanest fare. He was ready, like some general of old Rome, to share
                    the privations of the meanest soldier; and he shewed, both by what he submitted to, and by the
                    dangers he braved, that his love of liberty and of the good cause of mankind was not limited to
                    writing a few words in their favour from a comfortable well-warmed library; or to sending from
                    a table, smoking with all the superfluities of French cookery, a small check on his banker. The
                    propriety and utility of some of his measures may possibly admit of a doubt, as, in fact, they
                    have been censured; but of the purity of his intentions, and the intenseness of his zeal, the
                    dangers he encountered, the privations he submitted to, the time and money he bestowed, and the
                    life he for-<pb xml:id="WP.80" n="EVENING OCCUPATIONS."/>feited, there are such proofs as no
                    other man in this age and country has given. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter4-22"> After his dinner <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName> attended
                    the drilling of the officers of his corps in an outer apartment of his own dwelling. Here again
                    he set an admirable example. He submitted to be drilled with them, and went through all those
                    exercises it was proper for them to learn. When these were finished, he very often played a
                    game of single-stick, or indulged in some other severe muscular exertion. He then retired for
                    the evening, and conversed with friends, or employed himself, using the little assistance I was
                    able to give him, studying military tactics. At eleven o&#8217;clock I left him, and I was
                    generally the last person he saw, except his servants, and then he retired, not however to
                    sleep, but to study. Till nearly four o&#8217;clock every morning he was continually engaged
                    reading or writing, and rarely slept more than five hours; getting up again, as I have already
                    said, at nine o&#8217;clock. In this manner did <persName>Lord Byron </persName>pass nearly
                    every day of the time I had the pleasure of knowing him. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter4-23">
                    <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName> had one little hobby, which he has shared, I
                    believe, with many distinguished men. He had a great fondness for curious arms of every
                    description. He never saw a handsome or a useful sabre, a curious or a good pair of <pb
                        xml:id="WP.81" n="PARTIALITY FOR CURIOUS WEAPONS."/> pistols, or a carbine of a peculiar
                    construction, but he coveted it, and generally contrived to obtain it, at however great a cost.
                    He had consequently a perfect magazine of curious and extraordinary, but at the same time
                    useful, weapons; and though his armoury could not compare with that at the Tower, it probably
                    was not surpassed by the collection of any private man. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter4-24"> The reader will perhaps think a minute journal of our proceedings only
                    tiresome, when every day nearly brought forward the same exertions in disciplining and drilling
                    the men, the same contests among the Suliotes and the foreigners, the same sort of disputes
                    among the individuals of the latter, and the same sort of discord among those who should have
                    known better, which I have already described. I shall therefore only mention those days on
                    which any thing occurred worthy of notice. The general features of the scene I have already
                    sketched, and I have just described how <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName> passed
                    his time. For the future I shall only mention such events as serve to throw light on the state
                    of Greece, or on <persName>Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> character. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter4-25">
                    <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> health was somewhat better, and he rode
                    out once or twice towards the latter end of February. But very soon heavy rains again occurred;
                    the weather was both cold and wet, and though a fire in the apartment would have <pb
                        xml:id="WP.82" n="STATE OF THE WEATHER."/> certainly been acceptable, none was made. I do
                    not remember to have seen a thermometer at Missolonghi, and I cannot therefore say what was the
                    temperature, but I am confident, from a recollection of my own feelings, that it was at times
                    fully as cold as the west of England at the same season. The place was naturally damp, and
                    this, with the season of the year, made precautions necessary, which unfortunately
                        <persName>Lord Byron</persName> would not take himself, and which nobody took for him. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter4-26"> In the latter end of February, <persName key="AnLondo1846">General
                        Londa</persName>, an old personal friend of <persName key="LdByron">Lord
                        Byron&#8217;s</persName>, who was then in the Morea, sent to ask us to give him two
                    mountain guns. <persName>Lord Byron</persName> acceded to his request, and not only promised
                        <persName>Londa</persName> the guns, but undertook to have two officers and twelve men
                    taught the artillery service, if <persName>Londa</persName> would send proper persons to
                    Missolonghi. The chieftain named <persName key="Odyss1825">Ulysses</persName>, or
                        <persName>Odysseus</persName>, also made an application for gunpowder and small stores,
                    which <persName>Byron</persName> complied with, and sent him, with other stores, six barrels of
                    powder, packed up, as such things are in Greece, in sheep skins. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter4-27"> About the same period also <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName>
                    received notice from the Ionian Islands, that the <name type="title" key="Hellenica"
                        >newspaper</name> printed at Missolonghi would no longer be permitted to circulate there
                    without some restriction, as the last number contained a <pb xml:id="WP.83"
                        n="GREEK NEWSPAPER STOPPED AT ZANTE."/> tirade against kings in general. This gave
                        <persName>Lord Byron</persName> a great deal of vexation. In answer <persName>Lord
                        Byron</persName> explained, that it was neither his nor the Prince&#8217;s fault. The
                        <persName key="JeMeyer1826">printer</persName> of the paper was a German, and those who
                    wrote the articles never submitted them for inspection. They were persons possessing power and
                    authority, who could not well be controlled, and who had unfortunately more zeal than
                    discretion. He promised, however, that he would do what lay in his power to prevent such
                    articles appearing in future. Though his Lordship had contributed to establish this paper, he
                    was not at that time aware what would be its consequences; and though he was far from wishing
                    to check discussion among the Greeks themselves, he had a great aversion to a parcel of
                    adventurers mingling up the politics of Europe with the affairs of Greece. The latter he wished
                    to be considered, what it really was, a contest on the frontiers of civilization and barbarism,
                    to extend the dominion of the former. What this had to do with theories of government, which
                    may well employ the speculations of men when their lives and property are secured,
                        <persName>Lord Byron</persName> did not comprehend; and he was proportionably annoyed at
                    seeing his endeavours to preserve a good understanding with the authorities of Zante, and to
                    hold up the Greek Cause to the respect and sympathy of Europe, <pb xml:id="WP.84"
                        n="DEPARTURE OF COLONEL STANHOPE."/>thwarted in this manner by the rude interference of
                    some theoretical zealots. The paper, he said, was intended for any body but the Greeks, as not
                    one in a thousand of them would or could read it, and without being of the least benefit to
                    them, it constantly tended to involve the already weak and divided authorities of Greece in
                    disputes with the government of the Ionian Islands. He repeated that he did not know why
                    Greece, which had no interest in the contest of the parties of Europe, should be made the arena
                    where those who were defeated elsewhere, might renew the contest, or even boast of a triumph. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter4-28"> Towards the end of February, however, <persName key="LdHarri5">Colonel
                        Stanhope</persName> departed for Athens; and though this relieved <persName key="LdByron"
                        >Lord Byron</persName> from some personal altercations, and from the remonstrances of a
                    would-be Mentor, it made a sort of open division among the English in Greece. Henceforth there
                    were two head-quarters for them, two commissioners from the Greek committee having different
                    views, and steering different courses, and each attached to a different interest and different
                    party among the Greeks. <persName>Lord Byron</persName>, who had no love for theories of
                    government in the then condition of Greece, attached himself to the party of <persName
                        key="AlMavro1865">Mavrocordato</persName> and practical civil order; <persName>Colonel
                        Stanhope</persName>, the champion of liberal opinions, the great man for a press and
                    newspaper, united <pb xml:id="WP.85" n="REQUISITIONS FROM ATHENS."/> himself at Athens with
                        <persName key="Odyss1825">Odysseus</persName> and the other military chieftains, and seemed
                    to wish that all the supplies sent out from England might be placed under their control.
                    Henceforth all that <persName>Byron</persName> had done was to be undone; and what he was doing
                    was to be opposed. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter4-29"> The first fruits of this division was a requisition in the early part of
                    March from <persName key="LdHarri5">Colonel Stanhope</persName>, directed to <persName
                        key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName>, to send him 30 whole barrels of gunpowder, a brigade
                    of guns, with remounts, paper, and other stores, from Missolonghi to Athens. He also requested
                    that <persName key="JMHodge1831">Mr. Hodges</persName> or <persName key="MrGill1824">Mr.
                        Gill</persName>, two persons connected with the laboratory department, might be sent to
                    Athens. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter4-30">
                    <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName> refused the gunpowder. <persName
                        key="AlMavro1865">Prince Mavrocordato</persName>, who seems generally to have looked with
                    an eye of some suspicion on <persName key="Odyss1825">Odysseus</persName>, particularly
                    requested that <persName>Lord Byron</persName> would not send any more powder from Missolonghi
                    and Anatolica, as the whole supply was not adequate to the defence of these places, only
                    sixty-one barrels having ever been sent from England. Missolonghi and Anatolica he represented
                    as of the utmost importance; and this opinion had before been generally acceded to. Were these
                    places captured, it was said the whole sea coast would be in the hands of the Turks, all the
                    trade between Western Greece and the islands destroyed, and a free passage <pb xml:id="WP.86"
                        n="OCCURRENCES IN MARCH."/> opened for the Albanians in the service of the Turks to proceed
                    into the Morea. It was therefore settled between <persName>Prince Mavrocordato</persName> and
                        <persName>Lord Byron</persName>, that they would on no account weaken their means for
                    defending Missolonghi. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter4-31"> As to <persName key="JMHodge1831">Mr. Hodge</persName> or <persName
                        key="MrGill1824">Mr. Gill</persName>, <persName>Lord Byron</persName> permitted either or
                    both to proceed to Athens as they pleased; we had now got some intelligent Greeks in the
                    laboratory department, and it was hoped they, with my instructions, would be sufficient to
                    carry on this part of the service. The demand for paper <persName>Lord Byron</persName> also
                    refused, as it could not be granted without taking from us the means of making cartridges, and
                    breaking up the laboratory department; and his Lordship thought the defence of Greece not yet
                    so far advanced, that he should be justified in wholly confiding it to the exertions of the
                    press. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter4-32"> Through the whole month of March there was very little occurred to
                        <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName> of general interest. His time was occupied as
                    I have already described; but heavy rains commencing about the middle of the month, almost
                    totally precluded him from riding out. At the same time he never neglected his evening
                    exercises, and became very expert in handling his sword and single stick. The drilling of the
                    corps and preparations for defence were all carried on as I have already described.
                        <persName>Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> health <pb xml:id="WP.87" n="ALARM OF PLAGUE."/>
                    appeared not thoroughly re-established, and he frequently complained of slight pains in the
                    head, shivering fits, confusion of thoughts, and visionary fears, all of which indicated to me
                    increasing debility. I consequently endeavoured to persuade him to live a little better, to eat
                    more meat, and drink more wine. But as his physician had instilled a notion into him that his
                    disorders all arose from too much blood, and that his system required to be still further
                    reduced, he was deaf to my advice, and probably thought, by neither submitting to be again
                    blooded, nor indulging in the pleasures of the table, that he was taking the safer, because the
                    middle, course. The event proved unfortunately that his Lordship was wrong. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter4-33"> About the middle of the month an alarm was spread, in consequence of a
                    merchant coming from Gastouni being taken suddenly ill and dying, that the plague prevailed in
                    that place. This report excited apprehensions to an alarming degree; and people either shut
                    themselves up in their houses, or took special care not to touch one another. <persName
                        key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName> made preparations for leaving Missolonghi, as there did
                    not seem, from the low situation and filth of the place, the least chance of subduing the
                    disorder, should it make its appearance there. Fortunately our alarm was unfounded. No other
                    person was attacked, <pb xml:id="WP.88" n="LORD BYRON&#8217;S HOPES&#8212;WANT OF STORES."/>
                    and we learned, that the scarlet fever was the only disorder prevalent at Gastouni. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter4-34"> Our labours in disciplining the brigade went on successfully, and there
                    was every probability of its being quite ready for actual and active service at the beginning
                    of May. The idea of having so efficient a corps to bring into the field, formed under his own
                    eye, and chiefly at his expense, delighted <persName>Lord Byron</persName> beyond measure; and
                    when the sort of enemies with whom the Greeks had to contend is taken into consideration, the
                    hopes which he entertained, that the corps would perform some brilliant and distinguished
                    service, gaining him reputation, both as a commander and a statesman, seem to have been
                    rational and well grounded. How fatally these hopes were deceived, the reader knows in part;
                    for <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName> never led his brigade to the field; and since
                    his death, it has not been heard of, neither under his distinguished name, nor under any other
                    more ignoble one. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter4-35"> We were so badly off for dry or seasoned wood for our various purposes, it
                    not being possible to procure any at Missolonghi, that we pulled down the old buildings round
                    the seraglio or arsenal to obtain it. This afforded us a small supply, and shews to what
                    straits we were reduced, and how very improvident and destitute were all the Greek authorities. </p>

                <pb xml:id="WP.89" n="OFFER A REWARD FOR COLLECTING SHOT."/>

                <p xml:id="chapter4-36"> I have before mentioned, that I had tried in vain to persuade <persName
                        key="AlMavro1865">Prince Mavrocordato</persName> to order the shot lying about to be
                    collected; another expedient to accomplish this was now had recourse to: I offered to pay from
                    two to four <hi rend="italic">paras</hi> for every shot or shell, large or small, which should
                    be brought to the arsenal; and in a short time we obtained, by this means, about two thousand.
                    Before this was done there was, so to speak, a total want of these necessary articles. The
                    Greeks were not content with our assistance, but when we pointed out what they should do, they
                    could not be got to assist themselves unless we paid them for doing it. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter4-37"> The Turks had left, at the time of their last attack on Missolonghi, some
                    gun-carriages outside the walls. These also were transported to the arsenal; such as were
                    serviceable were retained, and those which were not, were broken up. The shafts we converted to
                    wad-hook, and sponge-staves, handspikes and other useful instruments, so that we applied our
                    chance-sent supplies to the best use. At the same time a number of the men were employed in
                    making entrenching tools, &amp;c. A supply of bread and biscuit was also in part procured, and
                    in part ordered, that no impediment might arise, on the score of wanting provisions, to our
                    taking the field at the proper time. </p>

                <pb xml:id="WP.90" n="DIVISIONS AMONG THE GREEKS."/>

                <p xml:id="chapter4-38"> I mention all these details, because <persName key="LdByron">Lord
                        Byron</persName> interested himself in them all. It could not be expected, that he should
                    of himself know what was proper on all these petty, though neither unimportant, nor unnecessary
                    parts of the service; but he readily appreciated their utility, when they were mentioned to
                    him, and promoted them by all the means in his power. He was quick in apprehension even in
                    these matters, so foreign to his habits and pursuits, and zealous in having them performed,
                    when he perceived their probable usefulness. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter4-39"> Through the whole of March, we felt the influence of that division among
                    the Greek chieftains which I have already hinted at, and which I cannot but think our own
                    divisions tended to promote and perpetuate. Had all the English adhered to <persName
                        key="AlMavro1865">Prince Mavrocordato</persName> and the government with <persName
                        key="LdByron">Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> steadiness, the Prince would probably have
                    acquired and maintained that preponderance which, from his superior wisdom in the civil
                    departments of administration, he seems to have merited. <persName>Lord Byron</persName> was
                    himself a host in favour of the party he espoused; and though he had no wish, but the general
                    good of Greece, and contributed to the wants of all the chieftains equally, as far as lay in
                    his power, yet as they were split into factions, and it was impos-<pb xml:id="WP.91"
                        n="ATTEMPTS TO GET POSSESSION OP LORD BYRON."/>sible he could reside with more than one, it
                    became with them all an object of no trifling importance to obtain possession of him. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter4-40"> The first attempt that was made to get him from Missolonghi, was a letter
                    which he received about the 10th of March, inviting him into the Peloponessus, and offering, as
                    a flattering motive for him to come, the possibility that by doing so, he might effect a
                    permanent union among all the chieftains. The person who first wrote to him on this subject,
                    was I believe of no importance himself, and was unauthorized by any very conspicuous men, and
                    therefore <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName> had no hesitation in immediately
                    sending a polite refusal. In reply to the flattering expectations held out to him, of being
                    able by his presence to heal all the divisions of Greece, he expressed of course his ardent
                    wish to contribute all in his power to so desirable an object, but he declined quitting western
                    Greece for the Peloponessus, unless it should be particularly desired by the general
                    government. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter4-41"> The next attempt was made by <persName key="ThColoc1843"
                        >Colocotroni</persName>, whose envoy, <persName key="LaVeiko1824">Lambro</persName>, made
                    several sly insidious attacks on the good faith which <persName key="LdByron">Lord
                        Byron</persName> reposed in the Greeks about him. His own patron he represented as entirely
                    devoted to <persName>Lord Byron</persName>, and ready to submit to his judgment in all things.
                    When the character of <persName>Colocotroni</persName> is considered, <pb xml:id="WP.92"
                        n="INTRIGUES OF NATIVES AND FOREIGNERS."/>and the great influence he then possessed, this
                    was a much more flattering invitation even than the former. It was coupled too with the
                    expression of a wish that a national council might be assembled, by the judgment of which
                        <persName>Colocotroni</persName> promised to abide. The presidency of such a council was
                    not expressly offered to his lordship, but his presence as a mediator was earnestly and warmly
                    pressed. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter4-42"> On such points <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName> consulted
                        <persName key="AlMavro1865">Prince Mavrocordato</persName>, and the prince knowing the
                    character of his countrymen, unfolded some of their views to his Lordship. It was not the
                    interest of <persName>Mavrocordato</persName> to separate from <persName>Lord Byron</persName>,
                    and his lordship declined either attending such a general assembly in person, or deputing any
                    commissioner to attend for him. All parties professed to place the utmost confidence in him,
                    and him alone; and there was not one chieftain, I believe, with whom he communicated, who did
                    not endeavour to infuse suspicions into his mind of the sincerity of every other. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter4-43"> Unfortunately, too, there were some Englishmen in Greece who seemed to be
                    as strong partizans as any of the followers of the chiefs. Some of these at Missolonghi took
                    great pains, about the middle of March, to instil suspicions into <persName key="LdByron">Lord
                        Byron&#8217;s</persName> mind of <persName key="AlMavro1865">Prince
                    Mavrocordato</persName>; and did every thing which lay in their power to <pb xml:id="WP.93"
                        n="HOPES OF UNION AMONG THE CHIEFS."/> destroy the harmony which existed between the
                    prince, <persName>Lord Byron</persName>, and the general government. On the other hand
                        <persName>Mavrocordato</persName> distinctly stated to him that the general government had
                    discovered a plan which had been formed by some of the chiefs, aided by some of the English and
                    other foreigners, to remove all the stores from Missolonghi, to break up his Lordship&#8217;s
                    brigade, and to thus put an end to the influence of <persName>Mavrocordato</persName>. Of this
                    party <persName key="Odyss1825">Ulysses</persName> was the idol, and was to be the sole chief. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter4-44">
                    <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName>, notwithstanding this sort of experience, was at
                    times sanguine in his hopes of effecting a union amongst all the chiefs. This delusion, for I
                    cannot but consider it such, arose from the purity of his own views, and his sincere wishes for
                    the success of the Greeks. He saw clearly and forcibly, that to attain this object, union
                    amongst them was necessary, and he supposed, placing some reliance on the professions of the
                    chieftains, that they would entertain the same conviction, and would be disposed to sacrifice
                    their individual hatred and individual ambition to the general good. He did not reflect that
                    men hate a rival, who succeeds to the authority of an oppressive master, more than they ever
                    hated the oppressor, and that most of the Greek <hi rend="italic">chiefs</hi> would prefer
                    their ancient masters, to submission to a rival chief. </p>

                <pb xml:id="WP.94" n="CONGRESS AT SALONA."/>

                <p xml:id="chapter4-45"> About the 20th of March news reached us, that a large Turkish force was
                    expected to march into Greece, by way of Larissa. At the same time we heard, that a congress or
                    general meeting was to take place at Salona, to concert the best means of defence. To this
                    congress <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName> was formally invited by <persName
                        key="Odyss1825">General Ulysses</persName>. He was at the same time informed that the
                    government would appoint him governor-general of Western Greece, if he would accept the office.
                    This shews how highly they valued the continuance of his services, and how eager they all were
                    to get him immediately, each into his own neighbourhood. It was agreed, I believe, that
                        <persName key="AlMavro1865">Mavrocordato</persName> and <persName>Lord Byron</persName>
                    should proceed to Salona; but before they could carry this resolution into practice,
                    disturbances ensued at Missolonghi, the Turkish fleet made its appearance, and it would have
                    looked like running from danger, to have gone then to Salona. I believe, however, neither his
                    Lordship, nor the Prince, was very sorry to have so good an excuse for remaining where they
                    were. <persName>Mavrocordato</persName> entertained apprehensions for his own safety, and
                        <persName>Byron</persName> had been told that a plot was laid to seize and confine him, and
                    murder the Prince. Perhaps he did not believe all this, but I know he believed enough to make
                    him suspicious and apprehensive. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter4-46"> In the very latter end of March the magistrates <pb xml:id="WP.95"
                        n="LORD BYRON A CITIZEN OP MISSOLONGHl."/> of Missolonghi conferred on <persName
                        key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName> what we should call the freedom of their town. Had his
                    Lordship belonged to some craft or mystery, as trades are sometimes called, which can only be
                    practised in certain places by the permission of the guild brethren, this might have been of
                    some value to him. But being of no money-making trade, this honour seems to have been conferred
                    on him only that he might spend more: at least it had this effect, and like admission to many a
                    corporation in England, was by no means worth what it cost in fees. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter4-47"> Applications were made to <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName>
                    about the end of March, for money to the amount of 50,000 dollars in one day; and what with the
                    trouble of granting and the pain of refusing, his Lordship found this penalty belonging to his
                    exalted situation so unpleasant, that he was glad to get another to pay it for him. He
                    transferred the management of this part of his financial arrangements also to me. The Greeks
                    seemed to think he was a mine from which they could extract gold at their pleasure. One person
                    represented that a supply of 20,000 dollars would save the island of Candia from falling into
                    the hands of <persName key="MoPasha1849">the Pacha of Egypt</persName>; and there not being
                    that sum in hand, <persName>Lord Byron</persName> gave him authority to raise it if he could in
                    the islands, and he would <pb xml:id="WP.96"
                        n="TURKISH FLEET&#8212;DESERTION FROM COLOCOTRONI."/> guarantee its repayment. I believe
                    this person did not succeed. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter4-48"> The Turkish fleet made its appearance off Missolonghi in the beginning of
                    April, which made us bestir ourselves more than ever in repairing the fortifications. <persName
                        key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName> and <persName key="AlMavro1865">Prince
                        Mavrocordato</persName> took me with them to visit the fortifications of Vasiladi; and we
                    settled what further repairs should be immediately begun. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter4-49"> In the beginning of April a number of <persName key="ThColoc1843"
                        >Colocotroni&#8217;s</persName> men deserted, for want of pay, they said, and came into
                    Missolonghi, and some of them were taken into the brigade. I, who am old in the service, and
                    accustomed to the discipline of the army, could not comprehend very well this state of things,
                    under which the soldiers who deserted from one general were gladly welcomed by another, as if
                    they were enemies, and not serving under one banner, and engaged in one cause. But
                        <persName>Colocotroni</persName> and <persName key="AlMavro1865">Mavrocordato</persName>
                    were not the generals of one republic, nor the servants of one state; they were rival
                    chieftains contending for power and superiority. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter4-50"> On <hi rend="italic">April</hi> 10, <persName>Lord Byron</persName>
                    communicated to me the news, that the loan for the Greeks had been contracted for in London;
                    and that the money might soon be expected. In the evening <persName key="AlMavro1865">Prince
                        Mavrocordato</persName> and his Lordship had some conversation, as <pb xml:id="WP.97"
                        n="NEWS OF THE LOAN&#8212;FUTURE PROJECTS."/> to the plan of operations for the ensuing
                    campaign. The Prince accordingly drew up a sketch of what he supposed should be immediately
                    performed, and <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName> ordered me to put on paper in a
                    definite form the assistance he offered to the Greeks. This was accordingly done; and the plan
                    sketched out by <persName>Prince Mavrocordato</persName> and <persName>Lord
                        Byron&#8217;s</persName> offer will both be found in the Appendix D.E. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter4-51"> As soon as this was settled, <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName>
                    being more master of his own resources, the Greek government now having money of its own, began
                    assiduously to employ them in repairing the fortifications of the town, and completing in the
                    most effective manner his own brigade. In fact these were among the first and the last of his
                    labours for Greece. Soon after the arrival of the news that the loan had been taken, and just
                    as he was priding himself on being liberated from the thousand demands that were daily made on
                    his purse and his time, he was seized with that illness from which he never recovered. The last
                    of his exertions and the last of his orders for the good of Greece, were directed to forming an
                    effective body of soldiers, who he knew would, if well disciplined, be the most useful present
                    he could make to his favourite cause. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter4-52"> The circumstances I have mentioned in this chapter may have thrown some
                    additional light <pb xml:id="WP.98" n="INCREASING EMBARRASSMENT FOR LORD BYRON."/> on the
                    situation of <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName>; and may perhaps explain some parts
                    of his conduct which have hitherto been only known through the medium of partial, and in my
                    opinion unfair, reports. <persName>Lord Byron</persName> was on one hand courted and flattered
                    publicly by every man in authority in Greece; on the other, there was not one of the chiefs who
                    did not endeavour to infuse suspicions into his mind of the integrity of all the others. He
                    also appeared in the character of representative of the Greek committee, and of the English
                    people; but in this character he had rivals, who were jealous of his ascendency. While he had
                    probably lost some share of the confidence of those who were the managing persons in the Greek
                    committee, and they were disposed to place more reliance on others than on him; yet up to the
                    date of his death, as those others had no personal resources equal to the occasion, he stood
                    pre-eminent in the esteem of most of the Greek chiefs. There was nothing but embarrassment for
                        <persName>Lord Byron</persName>, nothing but trouble and confusion from these different
                    persons, all of them possessing power, endeavouring each to influence his mind in the direction
                    most suited to his own views. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter4-53"> As another specimen of the manner in which he was called on to interfere
                    between these opposing interests, I may mention that again, to-<pb xml:id="WP.99"
                        n="HUNGARIANS EXORTED TO REBEL."/>wards the latter end of March, <persName
                        key="AlMavro1865">Prince Mavrocordato</persName> pointedly and positively requested
                        <persName>Lord Byron</persName> to stop the circulation of a <name type="title"
                        key="Hellenica">newspaper</name> which had been struck off during his absence, and which
                    contained an exhortation to the Hungarians to rebel against the House of Austria.
                        <persName>Lord Byron</persName> was highly incensed that such a paper should have issued
                    from Missolonghi, and he promised to do all in his power to prevent its circulation in the
                    islands. He knew it had been said that the Greek insurrection was the offspring of the
                    revolutionary principles to which the sovereigns of Europe were so resolutely opposed. He knew
                    that wherever they suspected the existence of these principles, no appeal to honour, to
                    justice, or even to religion, was of any avail, and that they directed all their energies to
                    stifle in every part of the world every germ of popular independence. He therefore saw in this
                    denunciation, and in most of the political doctrines which were broached in Greece, an
                    invitation to these powers, more particularly to Austria, to take part against the Greeks. It
                    was moreover a justification of their doing so. <persName>Lord Byron</persName> saw this was
                    hazarding the success of that cause which wholly engrossed his mind, and he was proportionably
                    energetic in his reprobation of what appeared to him both inexpedient in practice, and
                    indefensible in principle. </p>

                <pb xml:id="WP.100" n="LORD BYRON NOT INCONSISTENT."/>

                <p xml:id="chapter4-54"> After this sketch of <persName key="LdByron">Byron&#8217;s</persName>
                    situation in Greece, the reader may form some idea of the difficulties which surrounded him. I
                    have endeavoured to bring them distinctly under notice; because imputations of vacillating
                    policy, of conduct guided by caprice, of unfitness for the task he had undertaken, of a
                    childish love of change, have all been made against him; and he who laid down his life in proof
                    of the integrity of his principles, and of the intenseness of his love of liberty, has not
                    escaped the censures of men, who have been only a little more consistent than he was,&#8212;and
                    that merely in opinion, because their opinions were all theory, and never were made the rule
                    either of their own conduct or of the conduct of others. If these difficulties do not afford an
                    ample justification for many trifling circumstances in <persName>Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName>
                    proceedings, we may at least infer from them that none of his calumniators would have been in
                    his situation more consistent or more successful. </p>
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                <l rend="chapter"> CHAPTER V.</l>
                <l rend="title"> SECOND ILLNESS AND DEATH OF <persName>LORD BYRON</persName>.</l>

                <p xml:id="chapter5-1a" rend="hang-indent">Weather in April&#8212;Attack on Missolonghi, by
                    Cariascachi&#8212;Misconduct of our soldiers&#8212;Duels&#8212;A spy in <persName>Lord
                        Byron&#8217;s</persName> household&#8212;Endeavours to estrange <persName>Lord
                        Byron</persName> from <persName>Mavrocordato</persName>&#8212;Conduct of some
                    Englishmen&#8212;Rumour of breaking up the establishment at Missolonghi&#8212;Irritation of
                        <persName>Lord Byron</persName>&#8212;Is prevented leaving Missolonghi&#8212;News of the
                        loan&#8212;<persName>Lord Byron</persName> rides out for the last time&#8212;My
                    opportunities of being with <persName>Lord Byron</persName>&#8212;Opportunities enjoyed by
                        others&#8212;<persName>Count
                        Gamba</persName>&#8212;<persName>Fletcher</persName>&#8212;<persName>Dr.
                    Bruno</persName>&#8212;Deplorable state and confusion of <persName>Lord
                        Byron&#8217;s</persName> household&#8212;Proofs of the authenticity of the
                        narrative&#8212;<persName>Lord Byron</persName> seriously ill&#8212;Agrees to leave
                    Missolonghi&#8212;Preparations for this purpose&#8212;Prevented by the Sirocco
                    wind&#8212;Confined to his bed&#8212;Is delirious&#8212;The doctors think there is no
                    danger&#8212;Sirocco continues&#8212;His forlorn condition&#8212;Is bled&#8212;Continued
                    delirium&#8212;A consultation of physicians&#8212;Previous treatment of <persName>Lord
                        Byron</persName> condemned&#8212;Bark administered to him&#8212;Is sensible for the last
                    time&#8212;Lies in a stupor for twenty-four hours&#8212;His Death&#8212;Author&#8217;s opinion
                    as to the causes of his Death&#8212;<persName>Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> prodigious
                    disappointment&#8212;Flattering manner in which he was invited to Greece&#8212;What he expected
                    to perform&#8212;Remarks on the physician&#8217;s statements&#8212;Other disasters in
                    Greece&#8212;Its independence not promoted by our interference. </p>


                <p xml:id="chapter5-1" rend="not-indent">
                    <hi rend="small-caps">During</hi> the early part of April, the weather continued rainy and most
                    unpleasant. The disputes among the Greek chieftains and their followers, the effects of which
                    we always felt, seemed to increase daily, and at length to have broken out into open hostility
                    and civil war. </p>


                <pb xml:id="WP.102" n="CARIASCACHI&#8217;S ATTACK ON MISSOLONGHI."/>

                <p xml:id="chapter5-2"> I am not writing a history of Greece, and therefore the reader will
                    dispense with my enumerating the names of all the captains who are at the head of different
                    parties in that country, some openly fighting for themselves, and others clothed with the
                    authority of government. Their names, their behaviour, their excesses, and their modest
                    pretensions, have all been a thousand times repeated in the newspapers, and other publications,
                    and can receive no fame from my pen. My only object is to confine myself to such facts as throw
                    light on <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> situation, and the causes of his
                    death. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter5-3"> Towards the end of March or beginning of April, he was much annoyed, and
                    indeed every body was alarmed, by an attack made on Missolonghi by the partizans of one
                        <persName key="GeKarai1827">Cariascachi of Anatolica</persName>, under the pretence of
                    avenging a private insult offered to one of their own people, but in fact undertaken in concert
                    with that party which wanted to destroy the influence and power of <persName key="AlMavro1865"
                        >Mavrocordato</persName>, and separate him from <persName key="LdByron">Lord
                        Byron</persName>. The primates and others flew to his Lordship for protection, entreated
                    him to order out his brigade, and told him they had no hope, even for the safety of the town
                    but in him. About the same time, the troops of <persName>Cariascachi</persName> took possession
                    of Vasaldi, and seemed resolved to be their own masters, whatever ruin they might bring <pb
                        xml:id="WP.103" n="MISCONDUCT OF OUR SOLDIERS."/> on their country. Driven by the desperate
                    state of its finances, or rather by its want of resources, the government also had recourse to
                    violence, and was almost involved in disputes with England, by seizing on some property
                    belonging to Ionian merchants at Missolonghi. The very moment the Turks were threatening to
                    make another attack, and were, it may be almost said, before the walls of Missolonghi, was the
                    time chosen by those who wanted money, and those who wanted power, to embroil all the parties
                    in this unhappy country. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter5-4"> On our part, we were not without unfortunate occurrences. One of our
                    soldiers committed an outrage on the Greek family where he lodged; and to restore the
                    confidence of the Greeks in our discipline, we were obliged to arrest him, and carry him off to
                    the seraglio. Where there was so little subordination, every event of this kind not only gave a
                    great deal of trouble, but led to confusion and tumult; another of our soldiers committed a
                    robbery, was detected and punished. This event, which in a well regulated corps would have
                    passed as a matter of course, begot a dispute among some of the officers, and some of the
                    English gentlemen present, and two or three duels would have ensued, had the parties not been
                    put under arrest by my orders. <persName key="PiGamba1827">Count Gamba</persName> takes the
                    merit of this arrest to himself, <pb xml:id="WP.104"
                        n="EFFORTS OF MAVROCORDATO&#8217;S ENEMIES."/> but he had nothing to do with it, and never
                    had any power in Greece. There was no military code established and promulgated but the code
                    Napoleon, which people were not disposed to obey; and every little occurrence of this kind
                    called forth legislative debates, as well as judicial disputes. The laws were to be made and
                    applied as the offences arose. It was also discovered, that a relation of the landlord, in
                    whose house <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName> lived, acted as a spy for the
                    opposite party. He was of course arrested, and given up to the authorities at Missolonghi. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter5-5"> What above all things, however, annoyed <persName key="LdByron">Lord
                        Byron</persName>, were the various efforts made to prejudice him against <persName
                        key="AlMavro1865">Prince Mavrocordato</persName>; and the Prince disclosing to him the
                    objects of these attempts. In all the intrigues which I witnessed in Greece, and till they fell
                    under my notice I had no conception that one could think of such crooked
                    contrivances&#8212;nothing surprised me more, than the willingness of some Englishmen to lend
                    themselves to these deceitful and base purposes. Either much displeased at not finding
                    themselves the all-engrossing objects of admiration, or careless of every thing but their own
                    selfish purposes, or willing to obtain that importance, by trick and chicanery, which their own
                    merits in a country like Greece never could obtain, they made it their express business to sow
                        <pb xml:id="wP.105" n="COLONEL STANHOPE&#8217;s IMPROPER INTERFERENCE"/> division between
                        <persName>Lord Byron</persName> and <persName>Prince Mavrocordato</persName>. Thus, shortly
                    after <persName>Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> first illness, one of them told him, that the
                    Suliotes at Anatolica had disclosed the circumstance that they were persuaded by
                        <persName>Prince Mavrocordato</persName> not to march against Lepanto. With that frankness
                    which ever distinguished <persName>Lord Byron</persName>, he communicated this report to the
                    Prince, who satisfied him, that it originated entirely in the malice of his enemies. In the
                    then weak state of <persName>Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> health, this report irritated him
                    exceedingly, and it required all my efforts, and those of the persons who had most influence
                    over him, to restore him to calmness. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter5-6"> The irritation of this had scarcely subsided, when we discovered that
                    intrigues were on foot, to persuade the Greeks, whom I had instructed a little in the art of
                    preparing ammunition, to go off to Athens. <persName key="AlMavro1865">Prince
                        Mavrocordato</persName> and <persName key="LdHarri5">Colonel Stanhope</persName> were not
                    on very good terms; the Colonel had no confidence in the Prince, and indeed openly bearded and
                    opposed him. It seemed as if the Colonel supposed Greece was a regiment of guards, which might
                    be put through certain manoeuvres at his pleasure. He wanted to drill it after his own fashion.
                    His hostility to <persName>Mavrocordato</persName> had been so marked, that there gradually
                    arose an opinion, among both Greeks and English, strengthened by the Colonel&#8217;s own <pb
                        xml:id="WP.106" n="LORD BYRON NEGLECTED BY THE COMMITTEE."/> conduct, that he was
                    endeavouring to break up the establishment at Missolonghi, and remove all the stores belonging
                    to the committee to Athens. This report, like the others, was conveyed to <persName
                        key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName>, and he not having parted with <persName>Colonel
                        Stanhope</persName> on very good terms, it added much to the disagreebleness of his
                    feelings. He had before attributed both neglect and deceit to the Greek committee or some of
                    its agents; and this report of the proceedings of their special and chosen messenger, made him,
                    in the irritation of the moment, regard them as acting even treacherously towards him. To the
                    cause of Greece he was firmly attached, and resolved never to forsake it; and he was
                    proportionably both disappointed and angry, that those who pretended to feel a similar
                    attachment, had it only on their lips, and not in their hearts. <q>&#8220;By the cant of
                        religious pretenders,&#8221; he said, &#8220;I have already deeply suffered, and now I know
                        what the cant of pretended reformers and of philanthropists amounts to.&#8221;</q> Had his
                    valuable life been spared, the specious claims of both these sects would have been justly held
                    up to the derision of mankind. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter5-7"> At this moment then, that is, at the commencement of April, there was a
                    combination of circumstances, all tending to irritate the naturally sensitive disposition of
                        <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName>, and to <pb xml:id="WP.107"
                        n="HIS DEFERENCE TO OPINION."/> weaken his hopes of a great and glorious result. He was
                    more a mental being, if I may use this phrase, than any man I ever saw. He lived on thought
                    more than on food. As his hopes of the cause of Greece failed, and they seem to have been the
                    last, and perhaps the greatest his mind was capable of forming, he became peevish; and if I may
                    so speak, little minded. Losing hope, he lost enthusiasm, and became gloomily sensible to his
                    situation. There was no mental stimulus left to make him bear up against his increasing
                    perplexities, and nerve his body to resist the noxious effects of a bad climate. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter5-8"> The difficulties of his own situation, and the coming dangers, had the
                    effect on the obstinate mind of <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName>, of compelling
                    him to remain at Missolonghi. But for these circumstances, he would have left it for a time,
                    and have found repose and health. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter5-9"> He who has been thought by many to have contemptuously braved the opinion
                    of the world, was, when it was in harmony with his own convictions, completely and sensitively
                    under its control. He felt that the Greeks were more than ever in danger, and his high and
                    proud mind obstinately refused to leave Missolonghi, for a more quiet scene, and a more healthy
                    abode. He dreaded what <hi rend="italic">the world</hi> might say of his desertion; <pb
                        xml:id="WP.108" n="HIS CONTINUED DEBILITY."/> his spirit was more powerful than his frame,
                    and this fell into dissolution before that changed its determination. Had it not been for the
                    state of Greece, I believe he would, at the commencement of his disorder, have gone to Zante,
                    but he could not brook the idea of flinching from danger, even to save his life. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter5-10"> From the beginning of April, he had frequently complained to me of violent
                    head-aches, and of great debility. Both these had remained from the time of the first attack;
                    but he had felt them particularly, from the time of the bleeding. When these head-aches left
                    him, his hopes returned that his health would be restored in the summer. To me he often
                    expressed the great satisfaction he felt, at the probability of being able, by means of his
                    income alone, to carry his designs in favour of Greece into execution, without adding to his
                    debts, or alienating any part of his property. He looked forward to the return of fine weather,
                    and the commencement of the campaign, when he proposed to take the field, at the head of his
                    own brigade, and the troops which the government of Greece were to place under his orders, for
                    the recovery of his health and spirits. He was sure he said, to be thoroughly restored, could
                    he every day get hard exercise in the free air. He wanted to be relieved from his own de-<pb
                        xml:id="WP.109" n="RIDES OUT FOR THE LAST TIME."/>spondency; but time and circumstances
                    brought no relief, and before the campaign was opened he had perished. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter5-11"> When the news arrived from England, on April the 9th, of the loan for the
                    Greeks having been negotiated in London, <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName> also
                    received several private letters, which brought him favourable accounts of his <persName
                        key="AdByron1852">daughter</persName>. Whenever he spoke of her, it was with delight to
                    think he was a father, or with a strong feeling of melancholy, at recollecting that her
                    infantine and most endearing embraces were denied to his love. The pleasant intelligence which
                    he had received concerning her, gave a fresh stimulus to his mind, I may almost say revived for
                    a moment a spirit that was already faint and weary, and slumbering in the arms of death. He
                    rode out after hearing this news twice; and once was caught in the rain. Those who wish to
                    attribute his death to any other cause, rather than to the general debility occasioned by a
                    long system of exhaustion, both of body and mind, have eagerly seized hold of this trifling
                    circumstance, to make the world believe, that he who had swam the Hellespont, who had been
                    accustomed to brave every climate, and every season, fell a victim to a shower of rain and a
                    wet saddle. When a man is borne down, almost to death, by continued vexation, and a want of
                    sufficient nourishment, such trifles may <pb xml:id="WP.110"
                        n="MY OPPORTUNITIES OF SEEING LORD BYRON."/> complete his dissolution. In this case they
                    were only the last grains of the ponderous load of calamities which weighed this noble-minded
                    man to the earth; and it is my honest conviction, that he might have been saved, had he had
                    with him one sensible and influential friend, partly to shield him from himself, partly to
                    shield him from others, and zealous to preserve both his fame and his life. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter5-12"> Before I proceed to describe <persName key="LdByron">Lord
                        Byron&#8217;s</persName> death, it may be as well to state what opportunities were enjoyed
                    by those persons who have either supplied the materials for an account of his last moments, or
                    published it on their own authority, for the task they have undertaken. It will be evident, I
                    should suppose, to every person who has honoured these pages with a perusal, that I was
                    necessarily much absent from <persName>Lord Byron</persName>, after he was taken ill. My duties
                    carried me out of the house where we lived, and it was only occasionally that I could pay him
                    any attention, or even ascertain his actual state. Whenever I returned home, before I entered
                    his room, of course I made inquiries as to his state, and I was generally told that he was
                    asleep, or quiet, and had better not be disturbed, that there was no danger, and that I might
                    without apprehension attend to my business. <persName>Lord Byron</persName>, it will be also
                    evident I think to the reader, honoured <pb xml:id="WP.111" n="COUNT GAMBA."/> me with a high
                    degree of confidence; and yet some of those who were immediately in charge of his person did
                    what they could to exclude me from his presence. They have themselves, therefore, to thank for
                    the suspicions which have been generated in my mind as to the accuracy of the reports. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter5-13"> As I do not pretend to have been continually at <persName key="LdByron"
                        >Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> bed-side, it would be wrong in me to deny the accuracy of
                    any statement, which may possibly relate to times when I was not present; at the same time it
                    seems to me proper to put the public in possession of some facts, which may enable them to
                    judge of the credibility of the narratives of <persName>Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> last
                    moments which have been given to the world. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter5-14">
                    <persName key="PiGamba1827">Count Gamba</persName>, who has just published &#8220;<name
                        type="title" key="PiGamba1827.Narrative"><hi rend="italic">A Narrative</hi></name>,&#8221;
                    &amp;c., and who has given a circumstantial detail of every thing that happened to <persName
                        key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName>, did not live under the same roof with him. He resided
                    in another part of the town, and for two or three days, at the most critical period of
                        <persName>Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> illness, he was confined to his own room from the
                    effects of an accident. I believe he was unable to walk. <persName>Count Gamba</persName> is
                    still a very young man; I say this with no intention to disparage him, in truth it is with most
                    men a subject of pride, and in him <persName>Lord Byron</persName> never placed any marked
                    degree of confi-<pb xml:id="WP.112" n="FLETCHER&#8212;DR.BRUNO."/>dence. His Lordship protected
                    and employed him; he may be said even to have provided for him, but he did not confide in him. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter5-15">
                    <persName key="WiFletc1831">Fletcher</persName>, <persName key="LdByron">Lord
                        Byron&#8217;s</persName> valet, I have before observed was not at this time his favourite
                    servant. He was comparatively seldom in his master&#8217;s bed-room, and seemed to me to have
                    nearly lost his master&#8217;s confidence. <persName key="GiFalci1874">Tita</persName> was
                        <persName>Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> constant attendant, and was always in his bed-room.
                    There were several circumstances also connected with <persName>Mr. Fletcher</persName>, which
                    must have unfitted him to be a very correct reporter of what occurred; I shall mention only
                    one, the influence of which indeed <persName key="PiGamba1827">Count Gamba</persName> also
                    felt. Both were so affected, and so unmanned by the situation of <persName>Lord
                        Byron</persName>, that whenever I saw them they required almost as much attention and
                    assistance as <persName>Lord Byron</persName> himself. It is possible that what they saw they
                    may have faithfully related; but I cannot say that I feel disposed to borrow any thing from the
                    narrative of either. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter5-16">
                    <persName key="FrBruno1828">Dr. Bruno</persName> I believe to be a very good young man, but he
                    was certainly inadequate to his situation. I do not mean as to his scientific acquirements, for
                    of them I pretend not to judge; but he wanted firmness, and was so much agitated, that he was
                    incapable of bringing whatever knowledge he might possess into use. <persName key="GiFalci1874"
                        >Tita</persName> was <pb xml:id="WP.113" n="CONFUSION AMONG THE ATTENDANTS."/> kind and
                    attentive, and by far the most teachable and useful of all the persons about <persName
                        key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName>. As there was nobody invested with any authority over
                    his household, after he fell sick, there was neither method, order, nor quiet, in his
                    apartments. A clever skilful English surgeon, possessing the confidence of his employer, would
                    have put all this in train; but <persName>Dr. Bruno</persName> had no idea of doing any such
                    thing. There was also a want of many comforts which, to the sick, may indeed be called
                    necessaries, and there was a dreadful confusion of tongues. In his agitation <persName>Dr.
                        Bruno&#8217;s</persName> English, and he spoke but imperfectly, was unintelligible;
                        <persName key="WiFletc1831">Fletcher&#8217;s</persName> Italian was equally bad. I speak
                    nothing but English; <persName>Tita</persName> then spoke nothing but Italian; and the ordinary
                    Greek domestics were incomprehensible to us all. In all the attendants there was the
                    officiousness of zeal; but owing to their ignorance of each other&#8217;s language, their zeal
                    only added to the confusion. This circumstance, and the want of common necessaries, made
                        <persName>Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> apartment such a picture of distress and even
                    anguish during the two or three last days of his life, as I never before beheld, and wish never
                    again to witness. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter5-17"> Having mentioned circumstances which may probably suggest a doubt to the
                    reader&#8217;s mind as to the fidelity of those narratives which have <pb xml:id="WP.114"
                        n="PROOFS 0F CONFIDENCE IN ME."/> been published of <persName key="LdByron">Lord
                        Byron&#8217;s</persName> last moments, I may allude to those which should inspire him with
                    confidence in my assertions. From <persName key="PiGamba1827">Count Gamba&#8217;s</persName>
                    statement, which I have transferred to the title-page of this work, the reader may be satisfied
                    that I was present with <persName>Lord Byron</persName> a short time before he became
                    insensible for ever, and that <persName>Count Gamba</persName> himself was not present, for he
                    says, &#8220;I had not the heart to go*.&#8221; <persName>Count Gamba</persName> was in fact
                    overcome by his feelings, and was incapable of going. The reader may therefore judge from this
                    of the accuracy of conversations which I, who was present, do not pretend to have heard.
                    &#8220;It was to <persName key="WiParry1859">Parry</persName>,&#8221; <persName>Count
                        Gamba</persName> says, &#8220;to whom <persName>Lord Byron</persName> tried to express his
                    last wishes.&#8221; It is plain, therefore, from the statements of other persons, that
                        <persName>Lord Byron</persName> had confidence in me, and knowing that he had in a high
                    degree, I infer, and the reader will grant, I believe, the fairness of the inference, that
                        <persName>Lord Byron</persName> would not be anxious to confide secrets to others when I
                    was on the spot. In fact I believe that for the last seven days of his life <persName>Lord
                        Byron</persName> did not speak on any serious topic connected with his own concerns to any
                    other person but to me. An additional proof of <persName>Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName>
                    confidence in me may be extracted from another passage of <note place="foot">
                        <p xml:id="WP.114-n1" rend="center">* <name type="title" key="PiGamba1827.Narrative"
                                >Narrative</name>, &amp;c. page 264.</p>
                    </note>
                    <pb xml:id="WP.115" n="WANT OF CONFIDENCE IN THE PHYSICIANS"/>
                    <persName>Count Gamba&#8217;s</persName> narrative. He says at p. 264, <q>&#8220;I was sent for
                        to persuade him (<persName>Lord Byron</persName>), to allow of blisters being put on, and
                        returned in all haste <hi rend="italic">with</hi>
                        <persName>
                            <hi rend="small-caps">Mr. Parry</hi>
                        </persName>.&#8221;</q> Why did <persName>Count Gamba</persName> return <hi rend="italic"
                        >with me</hi> when <hi rend="italic">he</hi> was sent for! Because in fact it was I who was
                    summoned to <hi rend="italic">persuade</hi> his Lordship, and who always was summoned; and
                    these were the only times that the doctors liked my presence, whenever <persName>Lord
                        Byron</persName> was to be convinced or persuaded that the remedies proposed were likely to
                    be beneficial. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter5-18"> Whenever <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName> objected or refused
                    to follow their prescriptions, then I was sent for to exert my influence over him; at other
                    times, as I have stated, all sorts of excuses were invented to exclude me from his room.
                    Whenever I saw him, also, and this is well worthy of attention, he never omitted to complain of
                    the altercations he had with his doctors, of whose treatment of him he said many harsh things. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter5-19"> I have now stated candidly the means and opportunities I had of witnessing
                        <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> last moments, and the means and
                    opportunities which others had. What I saw, and what I know, I shall now describe. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter5-20"> A short time after his return from the ride, on April 9th, when he had got
                    wet, he complained of considerable pain and fever, and his physician, evidently from some
                    Sangrado theory, im-<pb xml:id="WP.116" n="CONSENTS TO REMOVE TO ZANTE."/>mediately proposed
                    that he should be again bled. To this he objected, and against this, when I heard of it, I
                    remonstrated. I was confident from the mode in which he had lately lived, and been lately
                    tormented, that to bleed him would be to kill him. He was worn out, not fairly but unfairly,
                    and the momentary heat and symptoms of fever were little more, I believe, than the expiring
                    struggles or the last flashes of an ardent spirit. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter5-21"> On April 11th he was very unwell*, had shivering fits continually, and
                    pains over every part of his body, particularly in his bones and head. He talked a great deal,
                    and I thought in rather a wandering manner, and I became alarmed for his safety. To me there
                    appeared no time to be lost, and I earnestly supplicated him to go immediately to Zante, and
                    try change of air and change of scene. After some time he gave an unwilling consent, and I
                    received his orders to prepare vessels for his conveyance&#8224;. <persName key="PiGamba1827"
                        >Count Gamba</persName>, <persName key="HeHeske1836">Lieut. Hesketh</persName>, his
                    aid-de-camp. <note place="foot">
                        <p xml:id="WP.116-1"> * <persName key="PiGamba1827">Count Gamba</persName> says he rode out
                            on this day. <persName key="WiFletc1831">Mr. Fletcher&#8217;s</persName>&#160;<name
                                type="title" key="EdBlaqu1832.Byron">account</name>, published in the &#8220;<name
                                type="title" key="WestminsterRev">Westminster Review</name>,&#8221; says the last
                            time he rode out was on the 10th. The latter is correct. </p>
                        <p xml:id="WP.116-2"> &#8224; This is a circumstance which could not have been unknown to
                                <persName key="PiGamba1827">Count Gamba</persName>; and yet, I believe, it is never
                            mentioned in his <name type="title" key="PiGamba1827.Narrative">Narrative</name>.
                                <persName key="WiFletc1831">Mr. Fletcher</persName> might easily have forgotten
                            this, or not have known it, as well as many other things. </p>
                    </note>
                    <pb xml:id="WP.117" n="PREPARATIONS FOR THE REMOVAL."/>
                    <persName key="FrBruno1828">M. Bruno</persName>, his physician, and his servants <persName
                        key="WiFletc1831">Fletcher</persName> and <persName key="GiFalci1874">Tita</persName> were
                    to accompany him. Of course I was to remain at Missolonghi, and was more especially to take
                    charge of all his property, and expedite the service as much as lay in my power. I was also to
                    have a vessel constantly ready to send over to Zante, with information of whatever occurred at
                    Missolonghi. It was only by pointing out to his Lordship the facility of communicating with
                    him, and the ease and speediness with which he might return to the spot, should his presence be
                    necessary, and his health permit, that I wrung from him a reluctant consent to go away, and a
                    reluctant order to prepare for his departure. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter5-22"> It is perhaps of little consequence to the reader to be told at this time
                    of what I did; but there is one circumstance connected with <persName key="LdByron">Lord
                        Byron</persName> that I may mention, as it took place this day. For his satisfaction, as
                    well as for mine, I had drawn up a report of my proceedings, as well as of all his military
                    proceedings since my arrival in Greece. On April 11th, I read this report to him, and it
                    received his approbation. A more rigid judge, probably, from supposing himself a more
                    inflexible patriot, and a more enlightened man, or because he was better acquainted with the
                    matter, I mean <persName key="LdHarri5">colonel Stanhope</persName>, did not condescend to
                    honour this report, at a later period, with his approbation. <pb xml:id="WP.118"
                        n="THE SIROCCO WIND."/> But he had a better right than <persName>Lord Byron</persName> to
                    condemn it, for he neither smoothed our difficulties nor upheld our courage. He had no hand in
                    effecting the little good which pleased the noble mind of <persName>Lord Byron</persName>. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter5-23">
                    <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName> kept his bed all day on the 12th of April, and
                    complained that he could not sleep, that his bones were very sore, and that the pain in his
                    head increased. He could eat nothing, and in fact took no nourishment whatever. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter5-24"> On the following day all the preparations for his departure were
                    completed, but a hurricane ensued, and it was impossible for the vessel to leave the port;
                    torrents of rain also came down, the country around was flooded, and Missolonghi for the time
                    became a complete prison. The hurricane was no other than the pestilent sirocco wind; and thus
                    it seems as if the elements had combined with man to ensure <persName key="LdByron">Lord
                        Byron&#8217;s</persName> death. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter5-25"> Hitherto he had risen during the day, and for a short time had left his
                    bed-room; but after retiring on April the 14th, he came out no more. From that time he was
                    confined to his bed, and nobody was allowed to see him, or permitted to enter his bed-room, but
                        <persName key="PiGamba1827">Count Gamba</persName>, the physician, the two servants
                        <persName key="GiFalci1874">Tita</persName> and <persName key="WiFletc1831"
                        >Fletcher</persName>, and myself. The confidence with which he had ever honoured me since
                    my arrival, was shewn <pb xml:id="WP.119" n="FIRST SYMPTOMS OF DELIRIUM."/> even in his last
                    moments; and, still keeping in view why he and I were both in Greece, he told me to be with him
                    as much as I possibly could, without thereby retarding the service. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter5-26"> My other occupations unfortunately did not allow me to be always about
                    him; but whenever they did, I paid him all the attention in my power. To me he seemed even from
                    April 14th to be occasionally delirious*, and frequently expressed a desire and intention to go
                    on horseback, or to take an excursion in his boat. I observed also that he sometimes slipped in
                    an Italian sentence or phrase or two in his conversations with me, as if he were addressing
                        <persName>Tita</persName> or <persName>Count Gamba</persName>. From fulfilling his
                    intention of riding he was dissuaded, partly by his attendants, but chiefly <note place="foot">
                        <p xml:id="WP.119-1"> * In the <name type="title" key="EdBlaqu1832.Byron">account</name>
                            given in the &#8220;<name type="title" key="WestminsterRev">Westminster
                            Review</name>&#8221; of <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> death, at
                            page 255, Vol. II., there is a note recording some conversation between <persName>Lord
                                Byron</persName> and his physician, from which the reviewer infers that
                                <persName>Byron</persName> was delirious in an early stage of the disease. This
                            strengthens what I have said in the text; I shall only deny that the delirium arose
                            from inflammation. It was that alienation of the mind, which is so frequently the
                            consequence of excessive debility. There was no symptom of violence in the early period
                            of the disease, such as I have frequently seen in other young men attacked with fever,
                            and such as I believe would, in <persName>Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> case had, the
                            disorder been inflammatory, have been most severe. The delirium at every stage arose
                            from extreme debility. </p>
                    </note>
                    <pb xml:id="WP.120" n="THE SIROCCO CONTINUES."/>by his weakness, which prevented him even from
                    supporting himself without assistance. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter5-27"> On the 15th of April <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName> was
                    seriously and alarmingly ill; and I am now persuaded, from the manner of his conversation with
                    me, more than from what he said, that he was then apprehensive his disease was dangerous. The
                    doctors indeed thought there was no danger, and so they assured me and every body else about
                        <persName>Lord Byron</persName>. The sirocco wind continued to blow very strong; and it was
                    quite impossible to remove him, unless it had abated or changed. The same circumstance would
                    have prevented us sending for <persName key="DrThoma1824">Dr. Thomas</persName>, or sending to
                    Zante for any body or any thing, had such a measure been resolved on. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter5-28"> It was seven o&#8217;clock in the evening when I saw him, and then I took
                    a chair at his request, and sat down by his bed-side, and remained till ten o&#8217;clock. He
                    sat up in his bed, and was then calm and collected. He talked with me on a variety of subjects
                    connected with himself and his family; he spoke of his intentions as to Greece, his plans for
                    the campaign, and what he should ultimately do for that country. He spoke to me about my own
                    adventures. He spoke of death also with great composure, and though he did not believe his end
                    was so very near, there was something about him so serious and so firm, so <pb xml:id="WP.121"
                        n="LORD BYRON&#8217;S LAST CALM MOMENTS"/> resigned and composed, so different from any
                    thing I had ever before seen in him, that my mind misgave me, and at times foreboded his speedy
                    dissolution. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter5-29">
                    <q>&#8220;<persName key="WiParry1859">Parry</persName>,&#8221; he said, when I first went to
                        him, &#8220;I have much wished to see you to-day. I have had most strange feelings, but my
                        head is now better; I have no gloomy thoughts, and no idea but that I shall recover. I am
                        perfectly collected, I am sure I am in my senses, but a melancholy will creep over me at
                        times.&#8221;</q> The mention of the subject brought the melancholy topics back, and a few
                    exclamations shewed what occupied <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> mind
                    when he was left in silence and solitude. <q>&#8220;My <persName key="LyByron">wife</persName>!
                        My <persName key="AdByron1852">Ada</persName>! My country! the situation of this place, my
                        removal impossible, and perhaps death, all combine to make me sad. Since I have been ill, I
                        have given to all my plans much serious consideration. You shall go on at your leisure
                        preparing for building the schooner, and when other things are done, we will put the last
                        hand to this work, by a visit to America*. To reflect on this has been a pleasure to me,
                        and has turned my mind from ungrateful thoughts. When I left Italy I had time on board the
                        brig to give full scope to memory and reflection. It was then I came to that <note
                            place="foot">
                            <p xml:id="WP.121-1"> * This was in connexion with his Lordship&#8217;s views as to
                                Greece, stated in another place. </p>
                        </note>
                        <pb xml:id="WP.122" n="HIS LAST CONVERSATION."/> resolution I have already informed you of.
                        I am convinced of the happiness of domestic life. No man on earth respects a virtuous woman
                        more than I do, and the prospect of retirement in England with my wife and
                            <persName>Ada</persName>, gives me an idea of happiness I have never experienced
                        before. Retirement will be every thing to me, for heretofore my life has been like the
                        ocean in a storm.&#8221;</q>
                </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter5-30"> Then adverting to his more immediate attendants he said; <q>&#8220;I have
                        closely observed today the conduct of all around me. <persName key="GiFalci1874"
                            >Tita</persName> is an admirable fellow; he has not been out of the house for several
                        days. <persName key="FrBruno1828">Bruno</persName> is an excellent young man and very
                        skilful, but I am afraid he is too much agitated. I wish you to be as much about me as
                        possible, you may prevent me being jaded to death, and when I recover I assure you I shall,
                        adopt a different mode of living. They must have misinformed you when they told you I was
                        asleep, I have not slept, and I can&#8217;t imagine why they should tell you I was
                        asleep.</q>
                </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter5-31"> &#8220;<q>You have no conception of the unaccountable thoughts which come
                        into my mind when the fever attacks me. I fancy myself a Jew, a Mahomedan, and a Christian
                        of every profession of faith. Eternity and space are before me; but on this subject, thank
                        God, I am happy and at ease. The thought of living eternally, of again reviv-<pb
                            xml:id="WP.123" n="HIS FORLORN CONDITION."/>ing, is a great pleasure. Christianity is
                        the purest and most liberal religion in the world, but the numerous teachers who are
                        continually worrying mankind with their denunciations and their doctrines, are the greatest
                        enemies of religion. I have read with more attention than half of them the book of
                        Christianity, and I admire the liberal and truly charitable principles which Christ has
                        laid down. There are questions connected with this subject which none but Almighty God can
                        solve. Time and space, who can conceive&#8212;none but God, on him I rely.</q>&#8221; </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter5-32"> I had never before felt, as I felt that evening. There was the gifted
                        <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName>, who had been the object of universal
                    attention, who had, even as a youth, been intoxicated with the idolatry of men, and the more
                    flattering love of women, gradually expiring, almost forsaken, and certainly without the
                    consolation which generally awaits the meanest of mankind, of breathing out his last sigh in
                    the arms of some dear friend. His habitation was weather-tight, but that was nearly all the
                    comfort his deplorable room afforded him. He was my protector and benefactor, and I could not
                    see him, whom I knew to have been so differently brought up, thus perishing, far from his home,
                    far from all the comforts due to his rank and situation, far too from every fond and
                        affection-<pb xml:id="WP.124" n="CONFIDENCE OF THE PHYSICIANS."/>ate heart, without a
                    feeling of deep sorrow, such as I should not have had at the loss of my own dearest relation.
                    The pestilent <hi rend="italic">sirocco</hi> was blowing a hurricane, and the rain was falling
                    with almost tropical violence. In our apartment, was the calm of coming death, and outside, was
                    the storm desolating the spot around us, but carrying I would fain hope, new life and vigour to
                    some stagnant part of nature. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter5-33"> This evening was, I believe, the last time <persName key="LdByron">Lord
                        Byron</persName> was calm and collected for any considerable period. On the 16th he was
                    alarmingly ill, and almost constantly delirious. He spoke alternately in English and Italian,
                    and spoke very wildly. I earnestly implored the doctors not to physic and bleed him, and to
                    keep his extremities warm, for in them there was already the coldness of coming death. I was
                    told, there was no doubt of <persName>Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> recovery, and that I might
                    attend to my business without apprehension. Half assured by these positive assertions, I did
                    leave his Lordship, to attend to my duties in the arsenal. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter5-34"> On the 17th, when I saw him in the morning, he was labouring at times
                    under delirium. He appeared much worse than the day before; notwithstanding this, he was again
                    bled twice, and both times fainted. His debility was excessive. He complained bitterly of his
                    want of sleep, as <pb xml:id="WP.125" n="BYRON&#8217;S CONTINUED DELIRIUM."/> delirious
                    patients do complain, in a wild rambling manner. He said he had not slept for more than a week,
                    when, in fact, he had repeatedly slept at short intervals, disturbedly indeed, but still it was
                    sleep. He had now ceased to think or talk of death; he had probably, as <persName
                        key="PiGamba1827">Count Gamba</persName> has said, no idea that his life was so soon to
                    terminate, for his senses were in such a state, that they rarely allowed him to form a correct
                    idea of any thing. Yet opinions, uttered under such circumstances, have been given to the
                    world, by his <hi rend="italic">friends</hi>, as <persName key="LdByron">Lord
                        Byron&#8217;s</persName> settled opinions. <q>&#8220;If,&#8221; he is made to say,
                        &#8220;my hour is come, I shall die whether I lose my blood or keep it.&#8221;</q>
                </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter5-35">
                    <persName key="PiGamba1827">Count Gamba</persName> indeed, says he transacted with him a
                    considerable quantity of business on the 16th, when <persName key="LdByron">Lord
                        Byron</persName> was almost insensible, as <persName key="WiFletc1831">Mr.
                        Fletcher</persName> has already testified, and as I now testify. Those conversations which
                        <persName>Count Gamba</persName> reports, as heard by himself and others, are all of that
                    rambling character which distinguish delirium. It is particularly necessary, to make this
                    observation, because a great degree of importance is sometimes attributed to death-bed
                    speeches. <persName>In Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> case, whatever may be reported as said by
                    him, must be taken with the consideration, that he was frequently delirious, for the last five
                    days of his existence. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter5-36"> On the 18th, it was settled by <persName key="AlMavro1865">Prince
                        Mavro-</persName>
                    <pb xml:id="WP.126" n="A CONSULTATION OF PHYSICIANS."/>cordato, that I should march with the
                    artillery brigade and Suliotes to some little distance from the town, and exercise them, in
                    order to carry the inhabitants along with us. This was Easter day, and the Greeks being
                    accustomed to celebrate it by firing muskets, we fell on this plan, to prevent their disturbing
                        <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName>. On this account I did not see much of
                        <persName>Lord Byron</persName> till towards the middle of the day. I saw him a short time
                    indeed, in the morning, and then he was very delirious, and alarmingly ill. Such was the
                    confusion amongst the people about him on my return, that I could learn little or nothing of
                    what had passed, except that a consultation had taken place, two other medical men having been
                    called in, and that one of them, <persName key="HeTreib1830">Dr. Treiber</persName>, a German,
                    had warmly condemned the mode in which <persName>Lord Byron</persName> had been treated. It was
                    by his recommendation and advice, I believe, that it was now resolved to administer bark, and I
                    was sent for to persuade <persName>Lord Byron</persName> to take it. I do not know that it is
                    possible to give a stronger proof of <persName>Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> complete want of
                    confidence in his medical men, and of their conviction that he had no confidence in them.
                    Whether he was to be bled or blistered, or receive stimulant medicines, they felt that he would
                    not listen to them, and I, who was comparatively a stranger to <persName>Lord Byron</persName>,
                    or some one of his household, was obliged <pb xml:id="WP.127" n="MODE OF TREATMENT ALTERED."/>
                    to enforce the physicians&#8217; recommendation. At the moment of administering the bark, he
                    seemed sensible; I spoke to him, and said, &#8220;My Lord, take the bark, it will do you good,
                    it will recover your Lordship.&#8221; He took my hand, and said, &#8220;Give it me.&#8221; He
                    was able to swallow only a very small quantity, about four mouthfuls I think. <persName
                        key="FrBruno1828">Dr. Bruno</persName> seemed satisfied, however, and said, &#8220;That
                    will do.&#8221; When he took my hand, I found his hands were deadly cold. With the assistance
                    of <persName key="GiFalci1874">Tita</persName>, I endeavoured gently to create a little warmth
                    in them; and I also loosened the bandage which was tied round his head. Till this was done he
                    seemed in great pain, clenched his hands at times, gnashed his teeth, and uttered the Italian
                    exclamation of <hi rend="italic">Ah Christi!</hi> He bore the loosening of the band passively;
                    and after it was loosened, he shed tears. I encouraged him to weep, and said, <q>&#8220;My
                        Lord, I thank God, I hope you will now be better; shed as many tears as you can, you will
                        sleep and find ease.&#8221;</q> He replied faintly, <q>&#8220;Yes, the pain is gone, I
                        shall sleep now,&#8221;</q> and he again took my hand, uttered a faint good night, and sank
                    into a slumber; my heart ached, but I thought then his sufferings were over, and that he would
                    wake no more. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter5-37"> He did wake again, however, and I went to him; <persName key="LdByron"
                        >Byron</persName> knew me, though scarcely. He had <pb xml:id="WP.128"
                        n="DEATH OF LORD BYRON."/> then less of alienation about him than I had seen for some time
                    before, there was the calmness of resignation, but there was also the stupor of death. He tried
                    to utter his wishes, but he was incapable; he said something about rewarding his Italian
                    servant, and uttered several incoherent words. There was either no meaning in what he said, or
                    it was such a meaning, as we should not expect at that moment. His eyes continued open only a
                    short time, and then, about six o&#8217;clock in the evening of the 18th, he sank into a
                    slumber, or rather I should say, a stupor, and woke and knew no more. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter5-38"> He continued in a state of complete insensibility for twenty-four hours;
                    giving no other signs of life, but that rattling in his throat, which indicated the approach of
                    death. On Monday, April 19th, at six o&#8217;clock in the evening, even this faint indication
                    of existence had ceased&#8212;<persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName> was dead*. Thus
                    died <persName>George Lord Byron</persName>, the truest and greatest poet England has lately
                    given birth to, the <note place="foot">
                        <p xml:id="WP.128-1"> * At the very time <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName>
                            died, there was one of the most awful thunder storms I ever witnessed. The lightning
                            was terrific. The Greeks, who are very superstitious, and generally believe that such
                            an event occurs whenever a much superior, or as they say, a supreme man dies,
                            immediately exclaimed, &#8220;The great man is gone!&#8221; On the present occasion it
                            was too true; and the storm was so violent, as to strengthen their superstitious
                            belief. Their friend and benefactor was indeed dead. </p>
                    </note>
                    <pb xml:id="WP.129" n="CAUSES OF HIS DEATH."/> warmest-hearted of her philanthropists, the
                    least selfish of her patriots, and unquestionably the most distinguished man of her nobility.
                    That the disappointment of his ardent hopes was the primary cause of his illness and death,
                    cannot, I think, be doubted. The weight of that disappointment was augmented by the numerous
                    difficulties he met with. He was fretted and annoyed, but he disdained to complain. He had
                    formed, I admit, exaggerated expectations; but had they no foundation, in the unfulfilled
                    promises of the people of England; and was he not unworthily deceived, either by the ignorant
                    presumption or the selfishness of those, who were anxious to obtain the weight of his great
                    name to the cause which was the momentary theme of their declamation? </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter5-39"> That he had miscalculated his own power, and the probable resources of
                    Greece, I also admit; but for the former, we may find a natural excuse, in the very flattering
                    manner in which he was invited into that country*; and on the latter, no man had, or now has,
                    any accurate information. He shared with many wise and many ignorant men the wide-spread but
                    delusive notion, that an indi-<note place="foot">
                        <p xml:id="WP.129-1"> * As a specimen of this, I shall quote the following extract from a
                            letter of <persName key="AlMavro1865">Prince Mavrocordato</persName> to <persName
                                key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName>; the date is Missolonghi, December 29th.
                                    <q>&#8220;<foreign>Je n&#8217;ai pas besoin de vous dire, mi Lord, combien il
                                    me tard de vous voir arriver; &#224; quel point votre presence est desir&#233;e
                                    de tout le monde, et quelle direction avantaguese, elle donnera a toutes les
                                    affaires, vos</foreign>
                            </q>
                        </p>
                    </note>
                    <pb xml:id="WP.130" n="HIS DISAPPOINTED HOPES."/>vidual limited, as we all are to a portion of
                    wisdom and power, scarcely commensurate to our individual wants, may bestow great benefits on a
                    whole nation, or even on the species; and he expected on his appearance in Greece, to reconcile
                    contending chieftains, to hush the voice of angry ambition, to sooth the disappointed passions
                    of opposing factions, and to direct all hearts and minds, as his own heart and mind were
                    directed, to the single object of liberating Greece. This object, beautiful as it is in theory,
                    is one which a succession of wise men, and a long lapse of time, only can accomplish. That
                        <persName>Lord Byron</persName> failed, ought not therefore to surprise us. That he ever
                    suffered such a chimerical idea to obtain possession of his poetical mind, might be to us a
                    matter of lasting astonishment, had we not seen those, who are said to be masters of reason,
                    and patterns of philosophy, expect to accomplish precisely the same object, by a few
                    instructions <note place="foot">
                        <p xml:id="WP.130-1" rend="not-indent">
                            <q>
                                <foreign>
                                    <hi rend="italic"> conseils seront ecout&#233; comme des oracles</hi> et nous
                                    ne perdrons pas le tems le plus precieux de nos operations contre
                                    l&#8217;ennemi</foreign>.&#8221; </q>
                        </p>
                        <p xml:id="WP.130-2"> And also this extract of a letter from <persName key="LdHarri5"
                                >Colonel Stanhope</persName> to <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName>,
                            dated December 28 and 29, from the same place. <q>&#8220;It is right and necessary to
                                tell you, that a great deal is expected from you, both in the way of counsel and
                                money.&#8221; &#8220;All are eager to see you.&#8221; &#8220;I walked along the
                                street this evening, and the people asked me after <persName>Lord
                                Byron</persName>!!!&#8221; &#8220;I hope your Lordship will proceed
                                hither&#8212;you are expected with feverish anxiety. Your further delay in coming
                                will be attended with serious consequences.&#8221; L. S. </q>
                        </p>
                    </note>
                    <pb xml:id="WP.131" n="THE IGNORANCE OF THE PHYSICIANS."/> dictated in their closets. That the
                    idea is chimerical is beyond all question; but, were it possible to realize it, <persName>Lord
                        Byron</persName> adopted a much more likely method to succeed, than those who drew up
                    constitutions and codes for Greece; and whose great pride it was, in opposition to him, to
                    enforce them. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter5-40"> But though, in my opinion, the primary cause of <persName key="LdByron"
                        >Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> death was the serious disappointment he suffered, I must not
                    therefore be understood to say, that no art could have saved him. From the symptoms of his
                    disease, as recorded by his medical attendant, and from the state of his body on dissection,
                    physicians may probably form a different opinion of the immediate causes of his death, from the
                    one I entertain. They may say, as a <persName key="EdBlaqu1832">writer</persName> in the
                        &#8216;<name type="title" key="EdBlaqu1832.Byron">Westminster Review</name>&#8217; has
                    said, <q>&#8220;that he died in consequence of an inflammation of the brain; at least, if the
                        appearances really <hi rend="italic">were as described</hi>. The cause of the attack, was
                        the exposure to wet and cold, on the 9th of April. By this exposure fever was excited. That
                        he might have been saved, by early and copious bleeding, is certain. That his <hi
                            rend="italic"> medical attendants had</hi> not, <hi rend="italic">until it was too late
                            to do anything, any suspicion of the true nature of his disease, we are fully
                            satisfied</hi>.&#8221;</q>
                </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter5-41"> The latter part of this quotation, expresses my opinion. The physicians
                    knew nothing whatever <pb xml:id="WP.132" n="HIS DISEASE NOT INFLAMMATORY."/> of the nature of
                    his disease. But I shall further say, not only on account of <persName key="FrBruno1828">Dr.
                        Bruno</persName> being an interested person, but also on account of the great agitation he
                    suffered, so as to bewilder him, for the last ten days of <persName key="LdByron">Lord
                        Byron&#8217;s</persName> life, that he is an incompetent witness, as to the state of the
                    body after death. But this statement is the only ground for the reviewer&#8217;s opinion, that
                    early and copious bleeding would have saved <persName>Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> life. In
                    this statement, be it also remarked, he does not place implicit confidence. Let any man,
                    therefore, take into account the mode in which <persName>Lord Byron</persName> lived in Greece,
                    together with his former habits, and the severe exercise he then took, and I think a conviction
                    will immediately arise in his mind, as in mine, that <persName>Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName>
                    disease needed not the remedy of bleeding. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter5-42"> He was, before the fever attacked him, reduced to a mere shadow; and the
                        <hi rend="italic">slow fever</hi> as it is called by <persName key="WiFletc1831">Mr.
                        Fletcher</persName>, which terminated his existence, was only the symptom of that general
                    disease, which, from the time of my arrival in Greece, had been gradually wasting his frame.
                    However learnedly the doctors may talk and write on the matter, it is plain and palpable to
                    common observation, that <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName> was worried, and starved
                    to death. A part of his irritation arose from the structure of his own mind; but much of it was
                    caused by those with whom he was con-<pb xml:id="WP.133" n="OTHER DISASTERS IN GREECE."
                    />nected, in, and about the affairs of Greece. His diet was dictated by his own will, and for
                    that he is responsible, but for the medical treatment his physicians must answer. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter5-43"> To pacify the people of this empire, for the loss of one of the greatest,
                    if not the greatest of their poets, and one of the most ardent champions of rational freedom,
                    they have been told, that the structure of his frame did not promise a long life. The eagerness
                    with which this circumstance was put forward, indicates a conviction in other bosoms than mine,
                    that a different treatment would have saved <persName key="LdByron">Lord
                        Byron&#8217;s</persName> valuable life. He cannot now be recalled; anger would only disturb
                    his ashes; but in proportion as we loved and valued him, must we be displeased at those whose
                    conduct hastened his dissolution. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter5-44"> Before I conclude this chapter, I cannot help adverting to some other
                    disastrous consequences, which have resulted, from our interfering in the affairs of Greece.
                    Perhaps <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> loss may outweigh all the other
                    casualties, but it was not the only one. <persName key="ChMurra1824">Lord Charles
                        Murray</persName>, an upright and honourable-young-minded man, also fell a victim to his
                    zeal for Grecian liberty, and died at Gastouni. To say nothing of those who fell by the hand of
                    the enemy, several, besides <persName key="LtSass1824">Lieutenant Sass</persName>, have been
                    killed in what may be called civil broils. Mr. <pb xml:id="WP.134"
                        n="CONSEQUENCES OF OUR INTERFERENCE."/>
                    <persName key="MrGill1824">Gill</persName>, the foreman in the laboratory, died of disease; and
                        <persName key="MrBlack1824">Mr. Blackett</persName> and <persName key="MrWinte1824">Mr.
                        Winter</persName> terminated their existence by their own hands. I have already stated what
                    was the result of sending out the mechanics. They were of no use to Greece. As the price of our
                    assistance, whatever may have been our intentions, we have in fact widened the divisions among
                    the chieftains; we offered to them a prize, which each was eager to gain at the expense of the
                    others; <hi rend="italic">we</hi> introduced plans for codes of laws, and other measures which
                    had for their object to <hi rend="italic">Anglify</hi> Greece; we saddled them with a number of
                    foreigners, who excited the hatred of the people; and we, I believe, as many intelligent Greeks
                    believe, have postponed, by our interference, the hour of their final liberation. That the wish
                    among our people to assist the Greeks was and is ardent and sincere no man can doubt; that the
                    high and exalted individuals whose names are attached to the Greek committee, were and are
                    zealous in watching over the management of the funds committed to their charge, is to be
                    presumed, from their known integrity; but every man must deplore, that the means placed at
                    their disposal have been applied with so little judgment, or with so little discrimination,
                    that where it was intended to confer benefits, only mischief has been inflicted. </p>
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                </l>
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            <div xml:id="chap.6" type="chapter" n="Chapter VI">
                <pb xml:id="WP.135"/>

                <l rend="chapter"> CHAPTER VI.</l>
                <l rend="title"> OCCURRENCES AFTER <persName>LORD BYRON&#8217;S</persName> DEATH.</l>

                <p xml:id="chapter6-1a" rend="hang-indent">I am taken ill&#8212;Go to Zante&#8212;Grief in Greece
                    at <persName>Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> Death&#8212;Great affliction at
                    Missolonghi&#8212;Proclamation of <persName>Prince Mavrocordato</persName>&#8212;<persName>Lord
                        Byron&#8217;s</persName> Papers&#8212;Arrival of the Florida, and the
                        Loan&#8212;<persName>Count Gamba&#8217;s</persName> Description of the Ceremonies at
                    Missolonghi&#8212;Arrival of <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName> at
                        Zante&#8212;<persName>Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> Body conveyed to England&#8212;Its
                    Arrival&#8212;The Funeral&#8212;Anecdote of a Sailor&#8212;Time and place of Interment. </p>


                <p xml:id="chapter6-1" rend="not-indent">
                    <hi rend="small-caps">The</hi> history of a man like <persName key="LdByron">Lord
                        Byron</persName> does not close with his life; and the world generally receives with
                    pleasure, even the most minute details concerning the disposal of his body after death. As far,
                    however, as I am personally able to give any account of what was done with <persName>Lord
                        Byron&#8217;s</persName> corpse, and of the honours paid to his memory, my narrative must
                    be very brief. Unfortunately, I was myself taken ill, before he breathed his last; and was so
                    little able to exert myself, that I was scarcely sensible of what was passing around me. My
                    constitution is naturally a good one, but it was worn down by the climate of such a place as
                    Missolonghi, and the fatigues I had latterly undergone. My health was so deranged, that the
                    medical men advised my removal from the spot, and on April 21st, I left Missolonghi. I arrived
                    at <pb xml:id="WP.136" n="GENERAL GRIEF AT LORD BYRON&#8217;S DEATH."/> Zante on the following
                    day, carrying with me the first intelligence of <persName>Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> death;
                    of course my connexion with him had ceased entirely. I can scarcely say, that I was a witness
                    even of what occurred at Missolonghi, for I was confined to my chamber; but as I have been led,
                    for my own gratification, to ascertain some of the particulars of what happened after his
                    death, up to the time of his being deposited in the tomb of his ancestors, and as such
                    particulars will give a completeness to my subject, it would otherwise want, the reader will, I
                    trust, allow me to present him with a short description of them, from other sources than
                    personal observation. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter6-2"> As soon as it was known, that <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName>
                    was dead, sorrow and grief were generally felt in Greece. They spread from his own apartments,
                    and from amongst his domestics and friends, over the town of Missolonghi, through the whole of
                    Greece, and over every part of civilized Europe. Wherever the English language is known, there
                    the works and the genius of <persName>Byron</persName> are admired; and wherever our language
                    is known, his death was lamented. I need not tell the people of England, how profound a
                    sensation that news caused among them. Every little anecdote, every little incident concerning
                    him, was eagerly narrated, and not one public writer of any eminence,&#8212;for even those who
                    were his ene-<pb xml:id="WP.137" n="SORROW AT MISSOLONGHI."/>mies, bore testimony to his
                    unrivalled powers by their attacks&#8212;not one journal but spoke of the death of
                        <persName>Lord Byron</persName>, as they would of an earthquake, of a victory that had
                    saved the nation, or of any other very remarkable event, as the single all-engrossing topic of
                    the day. The chord of affliction, which was struck at Missolonghi, vibrated its painful and
                    melancholy notes through the whole of Europe. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter6-3"> But although the death of <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName> was
                    everywhere felt as a severe loss, although the friends of true liberty mourned him, as one of
                    the bravest and purest of their champions, and the lovers of heart-stirring poetry regretted
                    him as the first of writers; yet no where was he more deeply lamented, than in Greece. He was
                    both the poet and the defender of that once brilliant but now humbled country. No persons,
                    perhaps, after his domestics and personal friends, felt his loss more acutely than the poor
                    citizens of Missolonghi. His residence among them gave them food, and ensured them protection.
                    But for him, they would have been first plundered by the unpaid Suliotes, and then left a prey
                    to the Turks. Not only were the Primates, and <persName key="AlMavro1865">Prince
                        Mavrocordato</persName> affected on the occasion, but the poorest citizen felt that he had
                    lost a friend. The prince wept bitterly, and deplored his own situation as made most
                    unfortunate by the death of Lord <pb xml:id="WP.138" n="PRINCE MAVROCORDATO&#8217;S GRIEF."/>
                    <persName>Byron</persName>. He spoke of him us the great friend of Greece; and of his conduct
                    as widely different from that of other foreigners. &#8220;Nobody knows,&#8221; he said,
                        <q>&#8220;except perhaps myself the loss Greece has suffered. Her safety even depended on
                        his continuing in existence. His presence here has checked intrigues which will now have
                        uncontrolled sway. By his aid, alone, have I been able to preserve Missolonghi; and now I
                        know, that every assistance I derived from him will be taken away. Already a conspiracy has
                        been formed to break up the establishment here; and now there is every probability it will
                        be successful. The foreigners here will support the enemies of the government, and
                        Missolonghi will be made bare, to aggrandize some of the captains.&#8221;</q>
                </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter6-4"> The proclamation which he issued on this occasion might have been dictated
                    by maxims of state policy, though I believe no individual in Greece, as far as political
                    influence was concerned, had more reason to regret <persName key="LdByron">Lord
                        Byron</persName> than he had; but I am sure its sentiments echoed those of the greater part
                    of the citizens. It was on the day after <persName>Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> death, amidst
                    the festivities of Easter, that <persName key="AlMavro1865">Mavrocordato</persName> made the
                    event publicly known, in the following terms: </p>

                <floatingText>
                    <body>
                        <docAuthor n="AlMavro1865"/>
                        <docDate when="1824-04-19"/>

                        <div xml:id="VI.1" n="Pronouncement by Prince Mavrocordato, 19 April 1824" type="document">
                            <l rend="center">
                                <hi rend="italic">
                                    <seg rend="17px">Provisional Government of Western Greece.</seg>
                                </hi>
                            </l>

                            <p xml:id="VI.1-1"> The present day of festivity and rejoicing has become one of sorrow
                                and of mourning. The <persName>Lord Noel Byron</persName> departed this <pb
                                    xml:id="WP.139" n="ORDER FOR PUBLIC MOURNING."/> life at six o&#8217;clock in
                                the afternoon, after an illness of ten days; his death being caused by an
                                inflammatory fever. Such was the effect of his Lordship&#8217;s illness on the
                                public mind, that all classes had forgotten their usual recreations of Easter, even
                                before the afflicting event was apprehended. </p>

                            <p xml:id="VI.1-2"> The loss of this illustrious individual is undoubtedly to be
                                deplored by all Greece; but it must be more especially a subject of lamentation at
                                Missolonghi, where his generosity has been so conspicuously displayed, and of which
                                he had even become a citizen, with the further determination of participating in
                                all the dangers of the war. </p>

                            <p xml:id="VI.1-3"> Every body is acquainted with the beneficent acts of his Lordship,
                                and none can cease to hail his name as that of a real benefactor. Until, therefore,
                                the final determination of the national government be known, and by virtue of the
                                powers with which it has been pleased to invest me, I hereby decree, </p>

                            <p xml:id="VI.1-4"> 1st. To-morrow morning, at day-light, thirty-seven minute guns
                                shall be fired from the Grand Battery, being the number which corresponds with the
                                age of the illustrious deceased. </p>

                            <p xml:id="VI.1-5"> 2d. All the public offices, even the tribunals, are to remain
                                closed for three successive days. </p>

                            <p xml:id="VI.1-6"> 3d. All the shops, except those in which provisions or medicines
                                are sold, shall also be shut; and it is strictly enjoined that every species of
                                public amusement, and other demonstrations of festivity at Easter, shall be
                                suspended. </p>

                            <p xml:id="VI.1-7"> 4th. A general mourning will be observed for twenty-one days. </p>

                            <p xml:id="VI.1-8"> 5th. Prayers and a funeral service are to be offered up in all the
                                churches. </p>

                            <l rend="indent180">
                                <seg rend="salute"> (Signed) <seg rend="h-spacer50px"/>
                                    <hi rend="small-caps">A. Mavrocordato.</hi>
                                </seg>
                            </l>

                            <l rend="indent300">
                                <seg rend="salute">
                                    <persName>
                                        <hi rend="small-caps">George Praidis</hi>
                                    </persName>, Secretary. </seg>
                            </l>

                            <p xml:id="VI.1-9"> Given at Missolonghi, <lb/> this 19th day of April, 1824. </p>
                        </div>
                    </body>

                </floatingText>

                <pb xml:id="WP.140" n="LORD BYRON&#8217;S PAPERS."/>

                <p xml:id="chapter6-5"> At other cities and places of Greece, at Salona, where the congress had
                    just assembled; at Athens, the grief was equally sincere. <persName key="LdByron">Lord
                        Byron</persName> was mourned as the best benefactor to Greece. Orations were pronounced by
                    the priests, and the same honours were paid to his memory, as to the memory of one of their own
                    most revered chiefs. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter6-6"> On the day after <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName>
                    death, <persName key="PiGamba1827">Count Gamba</persName>, <persName key="AlMavro1865">Prince
                        Mavrocordato</persName>, or rather two gentlemen, nominated by him, and myself, proceeded
                    to examine <persName>Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> papers and property. We took an inventory of
                    every thing, and sealed up all his effects. The papers, &amp;c., were afterwards conveyed to
                    his Lordship&#8217;s executors. Among them, we found those deservedly celebrated <name
                        type="title" key="LdByron.January22">verses</name>, which <persName>Lord Byron</persName>
                    composed on his thirty-sixth birth-day. He had read them, I believe, to his friends before, but
                    no copy had ever been taken of them till then: I subjoin them below*. Some stanzas of the, I
                    believe, XVIIth <note place="foot">
                        <q>
                            <l>
                                <seg rend="h-spacer180px"/> * &#8220;<hi rend="italic">January 22d, 1824,
                                    Missolonghi.</hi>
                            </l>
                            <lg xml:id="WP.140-1">
                                <lb/>
                                <l>
                                    <seg rend="13px">&#8220;ON THIS DAY I COMPLETE MY THIRTY-SIXTH
                                        YEAR.&#8221;</seg>
                                </l>
                                <l rend="indent40"> &#8220;&#8217;Tis time this heart should be unmoved,</l>
                                <l rend="indent40"> Since others it hath ceased to move;</l>
                                <l rend="indent40"> Yet though I cannot be beloved,</l>
                                <l rend="indent80"> Still let me love!</l>
                            </lg>
                            <lg xml:id="WP.140-2">
                                <l rend="indent40"> &#8220;My days are in the yellow leaf;</l>
                                <l rend="indent40"> The flowers and fruits of love are gone;</l>
                                <l rend="indent40"> The worm, the canker, and the grief,</l>
                                <l rend="indent80"> Are mine alone!</l>
                                <l rend="right"> &#8220;The</l>
                            </lg>
                        </q>
                    </note>
                    <pb xml:id="WP.141" n="BIRTH-DAY ODE."/>Canto of <name type="title" key="LdByron.Juan">Don
                        Juan</name> were also found; but there was no will, nor any directions for the disposal of
                    his property in Greece. </p>

                <note place="foot">
                    <q>
                        <lg xml:id="WP.141-1">

                            <l rend="indent40"> &#8220;The fire that on my bosom preys,</l>

                            <l rend="indent40"> Is lone as some volcanic isle;</l>

                            <l rend="indent40"> No torch is kindled at its blaze&#8212;</l>

                            <l rend="indent80"> A funeral pile!</l>

                        </lg>
                        <lg xml:id="WP.141-2">

                            <l rend="indent40"> &#8220;The hope, the fear, the jealous care,</l>

                            <l rend="indent40"> The exalted portion of the pain</l>

                            <l rend="indent40"> And power of love, I cannot share,</l>

                            <l rend="indent80"> But wear the chain.</l>

                        </lg>
                        <lg xml:id="WP.141-3">

                            <l rend="indent40"> &#8220;But &#8217;tis not <hi rend="italic">thus</hi>, and
                                &#8217;tis not <hi rend="italic">here</hi>
                            </l>

                            <l rend="indent40"> Such thoughts should shake my soul; nor now</l>

                            <l rend="indent40"> Where glory decks the hero&#8217;s bier,</l>

                            <l rend="indent80"> Or binds his brow.</l>

                        </lg>
                        <lg xml:id="WP.141-4">

                            <l rend="indent40"> &#8220;The sword, the banner, and the field,</l>

                            <l rend="indent40"> Glory and Greece around me see!</l>

                            <l rend="indent40"> The Spartan, borne upon his shield,</l>

                            <l rend="indent80"> Was not more free.</l>

                        </lg>
                        <lg xml:id="WP.141-5">

                            <l rend="indent40"> &#8220;Awake! (not Greece,&#8212;she <hi rend="italic">is</hi>
                                awake!)</l>

                            <l rend="indent40"> Awake, my spirit! Think through <hi rend="italic">whom</hi>
                            </l>

                            <l rend="indent40"> Thy life-blood tracks its parent lake,</l>

                            <l rend="indent80"> And then strike home!</l>

                        </lg>
                        <lg xml:id="WP.141-6">

                            <l rend="indent40"> &#8220;Tread these reviving passions down,</l>

                            <l rend="indent40"> Unworthy manhood! Unto thee,</l>

                            <l rend="indent40"> Indifferent should the smile or frown</l>

                            <l rend="indent80"> Of beauty be.</l>

                            <l rend="right"> &#8220;If</l>

                        </lg>
                    </q>
                </note>

                <pb xml:id="WP.142" n="MY ARRIVAL AT ZANTE."/>

                <p xml:id="chapter6-7"> His Lordship had already placed funds at my command, for the payment of the
                    brigade, the repairs of the fortifications, and the other works carrying on under my
                    directions, up to May 1st, and after paying up the brigade and workmen to that period, so that
                    no stop might be put to the service, and after arranging <persName key="LdByron">Lord
                        Byron&#8217;s</persName> papers, I made my own preparations for going to Zante. <persName
                        key="AlMavro1865">Prince Mavrocordato</persName> intrusted me with letters to convey to
                    that place, and I went there in the vessel, which carried the news of <persName>Lord
                        Byron&#8217;s</persName> death. The information caused almost as much gloom at the Ionian
                    islands, as at Missolonghi: <persName>Lord Byron</persName> had many friends there, and the
                    greater part of the people, though neither zealous nor charitable, were well-wishers to the
                    cause of Greece. <persName key="SiOsbor1861">Lord Sidney Osborne</persName>, a friend and
                    relation of <persName>Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName>, sent off a messenger to England with the
                    news, and it was publicly known in London on May 16th. For my part, I was so unwell on my
                    arrival at Zante, that I was obliged <note place="foot">
                        <q>
                            <lg xml:id="WP.142-1">
                                <l rend="indent40"> &#8220;If thou regret&#8217;st thy youth, <hi rend="italic">why
                                        live?</hi>
                                </l>
                                <l rend="indent40"> The land of honourable death</l>
                                <l rend="indent40"> Is here:&#8212;up to the field, and give</l>
                                <l rend="indent80"> Away thy breath!</l>
                            </lg>
                            <lg xml:id="WP.142-2">
                                <l rend="indent40"> &#8220;Seek out, less often sought than found,</l>
                                <l rend="indent40"> A soldier&#8217;s grave&#8212;for thee the best;</l>
                                <l rend="indent40"> Then look around, and choose thy ground,</l>
                                <l rend="indent80"> And take thy rest.&#8221;</l>
                            </lg>
                        </q>
                    </note>
                    <pb xml:id="WP.143" n="PROCEEDINGS AT MISSOLONGHI."/>to have a physician, and to take up my
                    abode in the Quarantine-house. Two days after my arrival, <persName key="EdBlaqu1832">Mr.
                        Blaquiere</persName> arrived in the <name type="ship">Florida</name>, bringing with him the
                    first instalment of the loan. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter6-8"> There were some doubts, what to do with <persName key="LdByron">Lord
                        Byron&#8217;s</persName> body. <persName key="LdHarri5">Colonel Stanhope</persName>,
                    indeed, had a plan even for the disposal of that, and recommended, immediately he heard of his
                    death, that it should be deposited at Athens. Had any attempts been made to carry such a
                    proposal into execution, I was prepared to oppose it with an unanswerable argument. In
                    conversation with me, <persName>Lord Byron</persName> had frequently said, <q>&#8220;Well, old
                        boy, should you kick the bucket in Greece, have you any wish that your body should be sent
                        to England?&#8221;</q> &#8220;No, my Lord, no particular wish.&#8221; <q>&#8220;Well, I
                        have then; and mind this shall be an agreement betwixt us&#8212;If I should die in Greece,
                        and you survive me, <hi rend="italic"> do you see that my body is sent to England</hi>; and
                        if I survive you, I will take care that every request you make shall be complied with, and
                        I&#8217;ll take care those little fellows of your&#8217;s at home shall not
                        want.&#8221;</q> The wish conveyed in these words I was determined to see executed; and
                    mentioned to <persName key="PiGamba1827">Count Gamba</persName>, both at Missolonghi and Zante,
                    that if any thought was entertained of carrying <persName>Colonel Stanhope&#8217;s</persName>
                    plan into execution, I would immediately write to England; for I <pb xml:id="WP.144"
                        n="FUNERAL CEREMONY."/> considered such a wish, so expressed, far more sacred, and far more
                    binding on every person connected with <persName>Lord Byron</persName>, than any scheme or whim
                    as to the disposal of his body, which might be formed by <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName>.
                    More rational counsels, however, prevailed, and it was settled that the corpse should be sent
                    to England. The medical men at Missolonghi opened the body, and embalmed it. The heart, brain,
                    and intestines, were enclosed in different vessels, and one of them was left in Greece; the
                    body was placed in a chest lined with tin, as it was not possible, at Missolonghi, to procure
                    lead sufficient for a coffin, and was sent to England. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter6-9"> &#8220;<q>At sunrise, on April 20th,&#8221; says <persName
                            key="PiGamba1827">Count Gamba</persName>, <q>&#8220;on the morning after his death,
                            seven-and-thirty minute guns were fired from the principal battery of the fortress; and
                            one of the batteries of the corps under his orders also fired one gun every half hour,
                            for the succeeding four-and-twenty hours. We were soon apprized that the Turks at
                            Patras, hearing our cannon, and learning the cause, testified their satisfaction, and
                            insulted over our sorrows by discharges of musketry: this tribute alone was wanting to
                            the memory of the benefactor of Greece;&#8212;but the barbarians may have occasion to
                            lament the loss of the friend of humanity, and the protector of the oppressed.</q></q>
                </p>

                <pb xml:id="WP.145" n="CAREMONIES OVER HIS CORPSE."/>

                <p xml:id="chapter6-10"> &#8220;<q>April 21.&#8212;For the remainder of this day and the next, a
                        silence, like that of the grave, prevailed over the whole city. We intended to have
                        performed the funeral ceremony on the twenty-first, but the continued rain prevented us.
                        The next day (22d), however, we acquitted ourselves of that sad duty, as far as our humble
                        means would permit. In the midst of his own brigade, of the troops of the government, and
                        of the whole population, on the shoulders of the officers of his corps, relieved
                        occasionally by other Greeks, the most precious portion of his honoured remains were
                        carried to the church, where lie the bodies of <persName key="MaBozza1823">Marco
                            Bozzari</persName> and of <persName key="JoNorma1822">General Normann</persName>. There
                        we laid them down: the coffin was a rude, ill-constructed chest of wood; a black mantle
                        served for a pall; and over it we placed a helmet and a sword, and a crown of laurel. But
                        no funeral pomp could have left the impression, nor spoken the feelings, of this simple
                        ceremony. The wretchedness and desolation of the place itself; the wild and half civilized
                        warriors around us; their deep-felt, unaffected grief; the fond recollections; the
                        disappointed hopes; the anxieties and sad presentiments which might be read on every
                        countenance&#8212;all contributed to form a scene more moving, more truly affecting, than
                        perhaps was ever before witnessed round the grave of a great man.</q>
                </p>

                <pb xml:id="WP.146" n="LORD BYRON&#8217;S REMAINS AT ZANTE."/>

                <p xml:id="chapter6-11"> &#8220;<q>When the funeral service was over, we left the bier in the
                        middle of the church, where it remained until the evening of the next day, and was guarded
                        by a detachment of his own brigade. The church was crowded without cessation by those who
                        came to honour and to regret the benefactor of Greece. In the evening of the 23d, the bier
                        was privately carried back by his officers to his own house. The coffin was not closed till
                        the 29th of the month. Immediately after his death, his countenance had an air of calmness,
                        mingled with a severity, that seemed gradually to soften; for when I took a last look of
                        him, the expression, at least to my eyes, was truly sublime.</q>&#8221; </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter6-12"> On May 2d, the remains of <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName>
                    were embarked, under a salute from the guns of the fortress. <q>&#8220;How different,&#8221;
                        exclaims <persName key="PiGamba1827">Count Gamba</persName>, &#8220;from that, which had
                        welcomed the arrival of <persName>Byron</persName>, only four months ago.&#8221;</q> After
                    a passage of three days, the vessel reached Zante; and the precious deposit was placed in the
                    quarantine house. Here some additional precautions were taken, to ensure its safe arrival in
                    England, by providing another case for the body. On May the 10th, <persName key="LdHarri5"
                        >Colonel Stanhope</persName> arrived at Zante, from the Morea; and much to my surprise, as
                    well as indignation, rated me soundly for my strict obedience to <persName>Lord
                        Byron&#8217;s</persName> orders. He asked me, among <pb xml:id="WP.147"
                        n="ARRIVAL OF THE BODY IN ENGLAND."/> other things, who gave me authority to call <persName
                        key="AlMavro1865">Mavrocordato</persName> Prince? He was the only man I saw in Greece, who
                    both by his actions and his words, shewed, that he had no respect for the talents of
                        <persName>Byron</persName> while living, and no regret for his death. But I cannot do
                    justice to him, in a paragraph, and must therefore hereafter resume the subject. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter6-13">
                    <persName key="LdHarri5">Colonel Stanhope</persName> was on his way back to England, and he
                    therefore took charge of <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> remains, and
                    embarked with them on board the <name type="ship">Florida</name>. On the 25th of May she sailed
                    from Zante, and arrived in the Downs on June 29th. She afterwards went to Stangate Creek, to
                    perform quarantine, where she arrived on Thursday, July 1st. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter6-14">
                    <persName key="JoHobho1869">John Cam Hobhouse, Esq.</persName>, and <persName key="JoHanso1841"
                        >John Hanson, Esq.</persName>, <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName>
                    executors, after having proved his will, claimed the body from the <name type="ship"
                        >Florida</name>; and under their directions, it was removed to the house of <persName
                        key="EdKnatc1849">Sir Edward Knatchbull</persName>, No. 20, Great George Street,
                    Westminster. Preparations were then made for the funeral. On Friday and Saturday, July 9th and
                    10th, the body lay in state, and was visited by a great number of noblemen and gentlemen. The
                    crowd would probably have been too great, had every person been admitted, and therefore those
                    only who could procure tickets issued for the purpose, were allowed to <pb xml:id="WP.148"
                        n="FUNERAL PROCESSION."/> pay the last tribute of their admiration to this illustrious man.
                    By his friends, and those who knew him well, <persName>Lord Byron</persName> is described as
                    not much altered in his appearance by death. He was thinner, more care-worn than formerly, but
                    the lineaments of his face were unchanged, there was no mark of suffering in his countenance,
                    and he appeared as if he were in a deep sleep. Some difference of opinion existed, as to where
                    he was to be buried; it having been suggested, that he should be placed either in Westminster
                    Abbey, or in Saint Paul&#8217;s Cathedral; but the good taste of his sister, <persName
                        key="AuLeigh1851">Mrs. Leigh</persName> prevailed, and it was settled that he should be
                    laid, agreeably to a wish expressed in his writings, in the family vault at Newstead, and near
                    his mother. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter6-15"> On Monday, July 12th at eleven o&#8217;clock in the morning, the funeral
                    procession, attended by a great number of noblemen&#8217;s and gentlemen&#8217;s carriages, and
                    by crowds of people, who evinced a deep sympathy, left the house at Westminster, and traversed
                    various streets of the metropolis, to reach the north road. At Pancras Gate, the carriages
                    returned; the procession was at an end, and the hoarse proceeded by slow stages to Nottingham. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter6-16"> One little incident is narrated in the public journals of the day, which
                    seems worthy of receiving that trifling additional circulation I may <pb xml:id="WP.149"
                        n="PLACE OF INTERMENT."/> hope this book will give to it. As the procession proceeded
                    through the streets of London, a fine looking honest tar was observed to walk near the hearse
                    uncovered throughout the morning; and on being asked by a stranger whether he formed part of
                    the funeral <hi rend="italic">cortege</hi>, he replied that he came there to pay his respects
                    to the deceased, with whom he had served in the Levant, when he made the tour of the Grecian
                    islands. This poor fellow was kindly offered a place by some of the servants who were behind
                    the carriage, but he said he was strong, and had rather walk near the hearse. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter6-17"> It was not till Friday, July 16th, that the interment took place.
                        <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName> was buried in the family vault at the village
                    church of Hucknel, eight miles beyond Nottingham, and within two miles of Newstead Abbey, once
                    the property of the Byron family. He was accompanied to the grave by crowds of persons eager to
                    shew this last testimony of respect to his memory. In one of his earlier poems he had expressed
                    a wish that his dust might mingle with his mother&#8217;s, and in compliance with this wish,
                    his coffin was placed in the vault next to her&#8217;s. It was twenty minutes past four
                    o&#8217;clock on Friday, July 16th, 1824, when the ceremony was concluded, when the tomb closed
                    for ever on <persName>Byron</persName>, and when his friends were relieved from every care
                    concerning <pb xml:id="WP.150" n="INSCRIPTION ON THE COFFIN."/> him, save that of doing justice
                    to his memory, and of cherishing his fame. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter6-18"> It would have been easy for me to have swelled out my book with many
                    details on this last and closing scene of <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName>
                    connexion with the world; and these details are not destitute of interest; but they belong not
                    to my subject, nor am I capable of doing either them or him justice. At the same time I thought
                    it was necessary to give a very brief outline of the leading events up to the time of his being
                    deposited in his last resting-place; and having now done that, I shall return to what fell
                    under my own observations, and to record some of <persName>Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName>
                    opinions. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter6-19"> The following inscription was placed on the coffin:&#8212; </p>

                <q>
                    <lg rend="center">
                        <l> &#8220;<persName>
                                <hi rend="small-caps">George Gordon Noel Byron</hi>
                            </persName>,</l>
                        <l> &#8220;LORD BYRON, </l>
                        <l> &#8220;Of Rochdale. </l>
                        <l>
                            <seg rend="14pxTall">&#8220;BORN IN LONDON,</seg>
                        </l>
                        <l>
                            <seg rend="14pxTall">JAN. 22, 1788,</seg>
                        </l>
                        <l>
                            <seg rend="14pxTall">&#8220;DIED AT MISSOLONGHI,</seg>
                        </l>
                        <l>
                            <seg rend="14pxTall">IN WESTERN GREECE,</seg>
                        </l>
                        <l>
                            <seg rend="14pxTall">&#8220;APRIL 19TH, 1824.&#8221;</seg>
                        </l>
                    </lg>
                </q>

                <p xml:id="chapter6-20"> An urn accompanied the coffin, and on it was inscribed, </p>

                <q>
                    <l rend="center">&#8220;Within this urn are deposited the heart, brain, &amp;c., <lb/>
                        &#8220;of the deceased <persName>Lord Byron</persName>.&#8221;</l>
                </q>
                <l>
                    <seg rend="v-spacer100px"/>
                </l>
            </div>

            <div xml:id="chap.7" type="chapter" n="Chapter VII">
                <pb xml:id="WP.151"/>

                <l rend="chapter"> CHAPTER VII. </l>
                <l rend="title"> TRAITS OF CHARACTER IN LORD BYRON.</l>

                <p xml:id="chapter7-1a" rend="hang-indent">
                    <persName>Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> partiality for practical jokes&#8212;Mode of curing
                    ill-timed gallantry&#8212;An artificial earthquake&#8212;His shooting amusements&#8212;Greek
                    scolds&#8212;His motley regiment&#8212;His description of it&#8212;Punishment of
                        polygamy&#8212;<persName>Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> frankness&#8212;Tells
                        <persName>Prince Mavrocordato</persName> I had abused him&#8212;Adventure with the Turkish
                    women&#8212;Anecdote of a Greek peasant woman. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter7-1" rend="not-indent">
                    <hi rend="small-caps">In</hi> this chapter I shall bring together a few of <persName
                        key="LdByron">Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> familiar acts, illustrative of his character.
                    It may be as well to remind the reader before he peruses them, of the noble birth and neglected
                    education of <persName>Lord Byron</persName>. Should he at the same time be acquainted with the
                    conduct in general of young men of <persName>Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> rank, he will not I
                    think find <hi rend="italic">much</hi> to censure in some of the practical but harmless jokes
                    he sometimes played off on others. I mean not to defend such practices, on principle, and I
                    think nothing is more deserving of reprobation, than for a man in any situation to sport with
                    the feelings of those who dare not retaliate. If <persName>Lord Byron</persName> was in one
                    instance guilty of this, he may well be excused by the <pb xml:id="WP.152"
                        n="MODE OF CURING GALLANTRY."/> example of others; and he had what they have not, both
                    talents and virtues to redeem his faults. He was at his death only a young man, and had not
                    lost all those buoyant and fervid spirits which distinguished his youth. In Greece, though he
                    was surrounded with difficulties, they grew not out of his own conduct, and could not be
                    removed by his efforts. He might have left the country, and thus have escaped from them, but
                    this his pride or his honour forbade; and we cannot severely condemn him for sometimes having
                    recourse to a species of amusement to forget them, which, under other circumstances, no man
                    would approve of. The following specimens of these practical jokes may perhaps satisfy the
                    reader&#8217;s curiosity. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter7-2"> One of <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> household had
                    on more than one occasion involved himself and his master in perplexity and trouble by his
                    unrestrained attachment to women. In Greece this had been very annoying, and induced
                        <persName>Lord Byron</persName> to think of a means of curing it. A young Suliote of the
                    guard was accordingly dressed up like a woman, and instructed to place himself in the way of
                    the amorous swain. The bait took, and after some communication, had rather by signs than by
                    words, for the pair did not understand each other&#8217;s language, the sham lady was carefully
                    conducted by the gallant to one of <persName>Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName>
                    <pb xml:id="WP.153" n="AN ARTIFICIAL EARTHQUAKE."/> apartments. Here the couple were surprised
                    by an enraged Suliote, an husband provided for the occasion, accompanied by half a dozen of his
                    comrades, whose presence and threats terrified the poor lacquey almost out of his senses. The
                    noise of course brought <persName>Lord Byron</persName> to the spot, to laugh at the tricked
                    serving man, and rescue him from the effects of his terror. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter7-3"> A few days after the earthquake, which took place on February 21st, as we
                    were all sitting at table in the evening, we were suddenly alarmed by a noise and a shaking of
                    the house, somewhat similar to that which we had experienced when the earthquake occurred. Of
                    course all started from their places, and there was the same kind of confusion as on the former
                    evening, at which <persName key="LdByron">Byron</persName>, who was present, laughed
                    immoderately; we were re-assured by this, and soon learnt that the whole was a method he had
                    adopted to sport with our fears. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter7-4"> Over the room where we were sitting, he had placed a number of Suliotes,
                    who had been instructed, at a given signal, to catch hold of the rafters and jump on the floor
                    with all their weight, so as to shake the house. They were on this point ready pupils, and
                    effectually accomplished <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> wishes, by
                    frightening the whole of the persons not let into the secret. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter7-5"> I have been accused of gaining an influence <pb xml:id="WP.154"
                        n="AN ARTIFICIAL EARTHQUAKE."/> over <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName>, by
                    submitting to be his butt. The accusation is as injurious to his character as to mine; and,
                    probably, as, I cannot deny that I was one of the persons with whom he thus sported on this
                    occasion, it is on this circumstance that the accusation is founded. But I did not submit to
                    this practical joke without making those remonstrances, threatening to quit his
                    Lordship&#8217;s service, if such jokes were repeated, which were the only arms I could use. I
                    may say, being a veteran in the service, that when dangers are to be encountered which courage
                    enables a man to surmount, I am not defective in this moral quality; but I am yet to learn if
                    it be disgraceful to be terrified at so unlooked-for and so overwhelming a calamity; I am yet
                    to learn if it be disgraceful to hasten from crumbling buildings, and seek that safety which
                    flight may, but which nothing else can give. I own that I thought then, as I think now, that
                    this was carrying a joke somewhat too far; for perhaps of all visitations an earthquake, from
                    its suddenness, from the almost impossibility of escape, and from the wide-spread devastation
                    it occasions, scarcely sparing the reason of those who witness it and survive, is the most
                    terrific. If there be in nature one legitimate source for a panic, it must be the apprehension
                    of an earthquake. We had all seen the ruins of one at Zante, we had heard of another at Aleppo,
                    and <pb xml:id="WP.155" n="SHOOTING AMUSEMENTS."/> consequently in Greece, a more unfit subject
                    for a joke like the one I have described, cannot be conceived. So I told <persName
                        key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName>; and I have reason to believe, if he had before met
                    with similar reproof, when he indulged in similar tricks, he would never have incurred the
                    disgrace which belongs to him for this. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter7-6"> Opposite to <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> quarters
                    was a house built in the Turkish fashion, having little turrets, on the top of which were a
                    number of small ornaments. The house was inhabited chiefly by women. One of <persName>Lord
                        Byron&#8217;s</persName> most frequent amusements was to shoot at these ornaments with his
                    pistols; and he was so expert, that he seldom missed. Before his death the house was entirely
                    stripped of all its honours. Every time he fired however, the report brought forth some of the
                    women, who scolded most vehemently in the Greek language, proving, as he said, that it had not
                    lost any of its <hi rend="italic">Billingsgate</hi> since the time of <persName key="Homer800"
                        >Homer&#8217;s</persName> heroes. The women seemed glad of the opportunity of giving free
                    license to their tongues, and <persName>Byron</persName> said he liked so much to hear and see
                    them, that he would not be without the sport for a considerable sum. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter7-7"> The regiment, or rather the brigade we formed, can be described only as he
                    himself described it. There was a Greek tailor, who had been in the British service in the
                    Ionian islands, where he <pb xml:id="WP.156" n="MOTLEY NATURE OF THE BRIGADE."/> had married an
                    Italian woman. This lady knowing something of the military service, petitioned <persName
                        key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName> to appoint her husband master-tailor of the brigade.
                    The suggestion was useful, and this part of her petition was immediately granted. At the same
                    time however she solicited that she might be permitted to raise a corps of women, to be placed
                    under her orders, to accompany the regiment. She stipulated for free quarters and rations for
                    them, but rejected all claim for pay. They were to be free of all incumbrances, and were to
                    wash, sew, cook, and otherwise provide for the men. The proposition pleased <persName>Lord
                        Byron</persName>, and stating the matter to me, said he hoped I should have no objection. I
                    had been accustomed to see women accompany the English army, and I knew that though sometimes
                    an incumbrance, they were on the whole more beneficial than otherwise. In Greece there were
                    many circumstances, which would make their services extremely valuable, and I gave my consent
                    to the measure. The tailor&#8217;s wife did accordingly recruit a considerable number of
                    unincumbered women, of almost all nations, but principally Greeks, Italians, Maltese, and
                    negresses. &#8220;I was afraid,&#8221; said <persName>Lord Byron</persName>, &#8220;when I
                    mentioned this matter to you, you would be crusty, and oppose it,&#8212;it is the very thing.
                    Let me see, my corps outdoes <persName type="fiction">Falstaff&#8217;s</persName>: there <pb
                        xml:id="WP.157" n="PUNISHMENT FOR POLYGAMY."/> are English, Germans, French, Maltese,
                    Ragusians, Italians, Neapolitans, Transylvanians, Russians, Suliotes, Moreotes, and Western
                    Greeks, in front, and to bring up the rear, the tailor&#8217;s wife and her troop. Glorious
                        <persName type="fiction">Apollo</persName>! no general had ever before such an army.&#8221; </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter7-8">
                    <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName> had a black groom with him in Greece, an American
                    by birth, to whom he was very partial*. He always insisted on this man&#8217;s calling him
                    Massa, whenever he spoke to him. On one occasion, the groom met with two women of his own
                    complexion, who had been slaves to the Turks and liberated, but had been left almost to starve
                    when the Greeks had risen on their tyrants. Being of the same colour was a bond of sympathy
                    between them and the groom, and he applied to me to give both these women quarters in the
                    seraglio. I granted the application, and mentioned it to <persName>Lord Byron</persName>, who
                    laughed at the gallantry of his groom, and ordered that he should be brought before him at ten
                    o&#8217;clock the next day, to answer for his presumption in making such an application. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter7-9"> At ten o&#8217;clock accordingly he attended his master with great
                    trembling and fear, but stuttered so when he attempted to speak, that he could not make himself
                    understood; <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName> endeavouring, almost in vain, to
                    preserve his <note place="foot">
                        <p xml:id="WP.157-1" rend="center"> * This man died in London a short time back. </p>
                    </note>
                    <pb xml:id="WP.158" n="SENTENCE ON HIS BLACK GROOM."/>gravity, reproved him severely for his
                    presumption. Blacky stuttered a thousand excuses, and was ready to do any thing to appease his
                    massa&#8217;s anger. His great yellow eyes wide open, he trembling from head to foot, his
                    wandering and stuttering excuses, his visible dread, all tended to provoke laughter, and
                        <persName>Lord Byron</persName>, fearing his own dignity would be hove overboard, told him
                    to hold his tongue, and listen to his sentence. I was commanded to enter it in his memorandum
                    book, and then he pronounced in a solemn tone of voice, while blacky stood aghast, expecting
                    some severe punishment, the following doom. &#8220;My determination is, that the children born
                    of these black women, of which you may be the father, shall be my property, and I will maintain
                    them. What say you?&#8221; &#8220;Go&#8212;Go&#8212;God bless you, massa, may you live great
                    while,&#8221; stuttered out the groom, and sallied forth to tell the good news to the two
                    distressed women. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter7-10">
                    <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName> was a remarkably sincere and frank man, and
                    harboured no thought concerning another he did not express to him. Whatever he had to say of or
                    against any man, that he said, on the first opportunity, openly, and to his face. Neither could
                    he bear concealment in others. If one person were to speak of a third party in his presence, he
                    would be sure to repeat <pb xml:id="WP.159" n="Lord Byron&#8217;s Frankness"/> it the first
                    time the two opponents were in presence of one another. This was a habit of which his
                    acquaintance were well aware, and it spared <persName>Lord Byron</persName> the trouble of
                    listening to a mob of idle and degrading calumnies. He probably expected by it, to teach others
                    that sincerity he prized so highly; at the same time, he was not insensible to pleasure, at
                    seeing the confusion of the party exposed. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter7-11"> This trait in his Lordship&#8217;s character has been mentioned by some of
                    his biographers with dispraise, as a proof of weakness, and even treachery. But I believe
                        <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName> never betrayed any confidence, he only
                    exposed tattling calumniators, to prove or retract their accusations in the presence of the
                    party calumniated. Those who have most complained of this trait, have been insincere men, bred
                    up in what are called polite habits, which mainly consist in telling falsehoods to a
                    man&#8217;s face to flatter him, and telling falsehoods behind his back, to make him appear
                    ridiculous; such hollow fashionable insincerity, <persName>Lord Byron</persName> delighted to
                    expose. Many such instances are not before the public, because the individual dear Friends
                    concerned have not been very willing to let the world into the secret of their friendships.
                    They have been contented with blaming this part of his Lordship&#8217;s character, and have
                    wished it to be in-<pb xml:id="WP.160" n="CONSEQUENCES."/>ferred that he betrayed some
                    confidence, while he only exposed the hollowness of fashionable lying, and the mutual
                    insincerity and hatred of some very dear, but pretended friends. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter7-12"> I may give an instance of this part of <persName key="LdByron">Lord
                        Byron&#8217;s</persName> character, in which I was implicated. At the time, I confess, I
                    was extremely indignant, but I have since thought the proceeding was calculated to effect two
                    admirable ends. To me, were it in my nature to be prudent and discreet, it might have taught
                    caution and discretion. To <persName key="AlMavro1865">Prince Mavrocordato</persName> and the
                    Greeks, it probably conveyed a lesson, which <persName>Lord Byron</persName> could have found
                    no better means of giving them; and were it possible by teaching to make them energetic and
                    provident, it might have shewed them that these were qualities in which, according to the
                    opinions of others, they were deficient. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter7-13"> When the Turkish fleet was lying off Cape Papa, blockading Missolonghi, I
                    was one day ordered by <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName> to accompany him to the
                    mouth of the harbour to inspect the fortifications, in order to make a report on the state they
                    were in. He and I were in his own punt, a little boat which he had, rowed by a boy; and in a
                    large boat, accompanying us, were <persName key="AlMavro1865">Prince Mavrocordato</persName>
                    and his attendants. As I was viewing, on one hand, the Turkish fleet attentively, and
                    reflecting on its powers, and our means of de-<pb xml:id="WP.161" n="CENSURE OF MAVROCORDATO."
                    />fence; and looking on the other, at <persName>Prince Mavrocordato</persName> and his
                    attendants, perfectly unconcerned, smoking their pipes and gossiping, as if Greece were
                    liberated and at peace, and Missolonghi in a state of complete security; I could not help
                    giving vent to a feeling of contempt and indignation. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter7-14">
                    <q>&#8220;What is the matter,&#8221; said his Lordship, appearing to be very serious,
                        &#8220;what makes you so angry, <persName>Parry</persName>?&#8221;</q>
                </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter7-15"> &#8220;I am not angry,&#8221; I replied, &#8220;my Lord, but somewhat
                    indignant. The Turks, if they were not the most stupid wretches breathing, might take the fort
                    of Vasaladi, by means of two pinnaces, any night they pleased; they have only to approach it
                    with muffled oars, they will not be heard, I will answer for their not being seen, and they may
                    storm it in a few minutes. With eight gun-boats properly armed with 24-pounders, they might
                    batter both Missolonghi and Anatolica to the ground. And there sits the old gentlewoman,
                        <persName key="AlMavro1865">Prince Mavrocordato</persName> and his troop, to whom I applied
                    an epithet I will not here repeat, as if they were all perfectly safe. They know their means of
                    defence are inadequate, and they have no means of improving them. If I were in their place, I
                    should be in a fever at the thought of my own incapacity and ignorance, and I should burn with
                    impatience to attempt the destruction <pb xml:id="WP.162" n="LORD BYRON EXPOSES ME."/> of those
                    stupid Turkish rascals. The Greeks and the Turks are opponents, worthy by their imbecility, of
                    each other.&#8221; </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter7-16"> I had scarcely explained myself fully, when his Lordship ordered our boat
                    to be placed alongside the other, and actually related our whole conversation to the Prince. In
                    doing it however, he took on himself the task of pacifying both the Prince and me, and though I
                    was at first very angry, and the Prince I believe, very much annoyed, he succeeded. <persName
                        key="AlMavro1865">Mavrocordato</persName> afterwards shewed no dissatisfaction with me, and
                    I prized <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> regard too much, to remain long
                    displeased with a proceeding which was only an unpleasant manner of reproving us both. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter7-17">
                    <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName> was very fond of talking with me on national
                    character and national peculiarities, and seemed, from the manner in which he combated my
                    English prejudices,&#8212;and which, I confess, are very strong, for I love England, and am
                    proud of the name of an Englishman,&#8212;to delight in the praises of his native land. Of
                        <persName>Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> writings, and the sentiments expressed in them, I
                    give no opinion, but I am sure that, in his heart, he was an Englishman, and warmly and deeply
                    attached to his country. In one of these conversations, some of which are reported in another
                    place, I had maintained, that there were no other people in the world, but Englishmen, whose
                    eyes <pb xml:id="WP.163" n="ANECDOTE OF TURKISH WOMEN."/> ever filled with tears of sympathy at
                    hearing a well-told pathetic tale, or at witnessing distress. Of course it pleased his Lordship
                    to contend against this opinion, and to say that he was an Englishman, and quite unaccustomed
                    to shed tears on any such occasion. I told him I was sure of the contrary, and that I should at
                    some time or other detect him weeping over distress he could not relieve, or with pleasure at
                    having relieved it. My prediction was verified. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter7-18"> On one occasion he had saved twenty-four Turkish women and children from
                    slavery and all its accompanying horrors. I was summoned to attend him and receive his orders,
                    that every thing should be done which might contribute to their comfort. He was seated on a
                    cushion at the upper end of the room, the women and children were standing before him, with
                    their eyes fixed steadily on him, and on his right hand was his interpreter, who was extracting
                    from the women a narrative of their sufferings. One of them, apparently about thirty years of
                    age, possessing great vivacity, and whose manners and dress, though she was then dirty and
                    disfigured, indicated that she was superior, in rank and condition to her companions, was
                    spokeswoman for the whole. I admired the good order the others preserved, never interfering
                    with the explanation or interrupting the single <pb xml:id="WP.164"
                        n="LORD BYRON&#8217;S STRONG FEELINGS."/> speaker. I also admired the rapid manner in which
                    the interpreter explained every thing they said, so as to make it almost appear that there was
                    but one speaker. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter7-19"> After a short time it was evident that what <persName key="LdByron">Lord
                        Byron</persName> was hearing affected his feelings, his countenance changed, his colour
                    went and came, and I thought he was ready to weep. But he had on all occasions a ready and
                    peculiar knack in turning conversation from any disagreeable or unpleasant subject; and he had
                    recourse to this expedient. He rose up suddenly, and turning round on his heel, as was his
                    wont, he said something quickly to his interpreter, who immediately repeated it to the women.
                    All eyes were instantly fixed on me, and one of the party, a young and beautiful woman, spoke
                    very warmly. <persName>Lord Byron</persName> seemed satisfied, and said they might retire. The
                    women all slipped off their shoes in an instant, and going up to his Lordship, each in
                    succession, accompanied by their children, kissed his hand fervently, invoked, in the Turkish
                    manner, a blessing both on his head and heart, and then quitted the room. This was too much for
                        <persName>Lord Byron</persName>, and he turned his face away to conceal his emotion. When
                    he had recovered a little, I reminded him of our conversation, and I told him I had caught him
                    at last. Addressing me in the sort of sea <pb xml:id="WP.165" n="KINDNESS OF A PEASANT."/>slang
                    I sometimes talked to him, and which he liked to repeat, he replied. <q>&#8220;You are right,
                        old boy; you have got me in the <hi rend="italic">bunt</hi>&#8212;I am an
                        Englishman.&#8221;</q>
                </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter7-20"> I afterwards understood, that when <persName>Lord Byron</persName> had so
                    suddenly changed the topic of conversation, he made the interpreter tell the females that I
                    wanted to form a seraglio, and was looking out for pretty women. The young person I have
                    mentioned, who seemed sensible that she was most concerned in this, inquired vehemently if I
                    were a Greek, and protested if I were, she would suffer instant death rather than submit.
                    Perhaps what <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName> said to these unfortunate persons
                    may appear somewhat unfeeling to the reader. I shall however beg leave to remind him of the
                    Turkish mode of wooing, that the phrase &#8220;<hi rend="italic">forming a
                    seraglio</hi>,&#8221; is merely tantamount &#8220;<hi rend="italic">to taking a
                    wife</hi>,&#8221; and that under ordinary circumstances, a young Turkish female would probably
                    hear it with the same sort of pleasure that one of our fair countrywomen would learn that a
                    favourite swain was soliciting for the honour of her hand. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter7-21"> Whether the following little anecdote may be regarded as a proof of the
                    respect in which <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName> was held by the people, or only
                    of the natural kindness of the peasantry, I will not de-<pb xml:id="WP.166"
                        n="LORD BYRON&#8217;S DELIGHT."/>cide; but as a mere specimen of their manner, it seems
                    worth mentioning. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter7-22"> He returned one day from his ride more than usually pleased. An
                    interesting countrywoman, with a fine family, had come out of her cottage and presented him
                    with a curd cheese and some honey, and could not be persuaded to accept of payment for it.
                        <q>&#8220;I have felt,&#8221; he said, &#8220;more pleasure this day, and at this
                        circumstance, than for a long time past.&#8221;</q> Then describing to me where he had seen
                    her, he ordered me to find her out, and make her a present in return. <q>&#8220;The
                        peasantry,&#8221; he said, &#8220;are by far the most kind, humane, and honest part of the
                        population; they redeem the character of their countrymen. The other classes are so debased
                        by slavery; accustomed, like all slaves, never to speak truth, but only what will please
                        their masters, that they cannot be trusted. Greece would not be worth saving but for the
                        peasantry.&#8221;</q>
                </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter7-23">
                    <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName> then sat down to his cheese, and insisted on our
                    partaking of his fare. A bottle of porter was sent for and broached, that we might join
                        <persName>Byron</persName> in drinking health and happiness to the kind family which had
                    procured him so great a pleasure. </p>
            </div>

            <div xml:id="chap.8" type="chapter" n="Chapter VIII">
                <pb xml:id="WP.167"/>

                <l rend="chapter"> CHAPTER VIII. </l>
                <l rend="title">
                    <persName>LORD BYRON&#8217;S</persName> OPINIONS AND INTENTIONS WITH RESPECT TO GREECE.</l>

                <p xml:id="chapter8-1a" rend="hang-indent">His injunctions to speak the truth as to
                    Greece&#8212;His anxiety not to be instrumental in deluding the people of England&#8212;Claims
                    the cause of Greece has on our sympathy&#8212;Country and people of Greece&#8212;Disadvantage
                    of their character as insurgents&#8212;No plan or system amongst them&#8212;What form of
                    government they should adopt&#8212;A federation of states&#8212;People give energy to
                    government&#8212;Presidents of the Greek government&#8212;Peasantry&#8212;Poverty and
                    intelligence of the Greeks&#8212;Greece might spread a revolution to Hindostan&#8212;Character
                    of the Greek chiefs&#8212;<persName>Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> final intentions as to
                    Greece&#8212;Purity of his ambition. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter8-1" rend="not-indent">
                    <hi rend="small-caps">One</hi> of the sentiments constantly uppermost in <persName
                        key="LdByron">Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> mind, and affording decisive evidence how
                    deeply he felt his own disappointment, was caution in not lending himself to deceive others.
                    Over and over again did he, in our conversations, dwell on the necessity of telling the people
                    of England the truth as to Greece; over and over again did he condemn the works which had been
                    published on the state of Greece. Lying, hypocritical publications he was accustomed to call
                    them, deceiving both the Greeks <pb xml:id="WP.168" n="LORD BYRON MAKES NO FALSE REPORTS."/>
                    and the English. To tell the truth on every thing relating to Greece, was one of his most
                    frequent exhortations. It was his opinion that without English assistance, more particularly as
                    to money, the Greeks could not succeed; and he knew that if the English public were once
                    imposed on to a considerable amount, no assistance could afterwards be expected, and Greece
                    would either return under the Turkish yoke, fall under the sceptre of some other barbarian
                    Power, or remain for many years the prey of discord and anarchy. While the loan was
                    negotiating, and after it was contracted for, he frequently congratulated himself that he had
                    never written a single line to induce his countrymen to subscribe to it; and that they must
                    hold him perfectly guiltless, should they afterwards lose their money, of having in any way
                    contributed to delude them. <q>&#8220;I hope,&#8221; he was accustomed to say, &#8220;this
                        government which has enough on its hands, will behave so as not to injure its credit. I
                        have not in any way encouraged the people of England to lend their money. I don&#8217;t
                        understand loan-jobbing, and I should make a sorry appearance in writing home lying
                        reports*.&#8221;</q>
                </p>

                <note place="foot">
                    <p xml:id="WP.168-1"> * This cautious conduct may perhaps excite some suspicions in the mind of
                        those who have subscribed to the Greek loan; or who are now holders of Greek bonds.
                            <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName>, even when his existence was of such
                        material service in assisting </p>
                </note>

                <pb xml:id="WP.169" n="CLAIMS OF GREECE."/>

                <p xml:id="chapter8-2">
                    <persName>Lord Byron</persName> undertook to instruct me in the nature of Greek society, and
                    his opinions being intended to guide my conduct, on which his own welfare, in some measure,
                    depended, there can be no doubt of his perfect sincerity. He, of all modern English travellers,
                    was probably the best capable of giving a correct opinion on this subject; and what he said is
                    therefore particularly deserving of attention. It is so much opposed also to what might be
                    expected from the <hi rend="italic">poet</hi> of Greece, so completely free from all <note
                        place="foot">
                        <p xml:id="WP.169-1" rend="not-indent"> the Greeks, concluded, I suppose, that the chances
                            for the payment either of the principal or the interest of the loan were not great, and
                            therefore he congratulated himself that he had been in no wise instrumental in
                            persuading, by any sort of representations, the people of this country to lend their
                            money to the Greeks. Since <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> death,
                            however, though they have met with some terrible disasters, their government seems to
                            have triumphed over its domestic opponents, and to be now more than ever in a fair way
                            of uniting all the Greeks in the pursuit of the one great object. The Turkish power
                            also is evidently growing weaker, and cannot sustain even against this feeble opponent
                            a protracted contest. When we see the ill-organized state of Turkey, the anarchy of its
                            councils, the discontent of its soldiers, and the rebellion of its chiefs, our wonder
                            is rather excited that so much time should have elapsed before the Greeks have
                            completely achieved their independence! than that they should have struggled so long.
                            This is partly explained by the division among their chiefs; and by some circumstances,
                            not to the honour of some individuals in our country, which will be adverted to
                            subsequently. </p>
                    </note>
                    <pb xml:id="WP.170" n="COUNTRY AND POPULATION."/> romance and delusion, that it was plainly the
                    dictate of close observation and mature reason. </p>


                <p xml:id="chapter8-3"> &#8220;<q>The cause of Greece,&#8221; said <persName>Lord Byron</persName>,
                        &#8220;naturally excites our sympathy. The very name of the country is associated in our
                        minds with all that is exalted in virtue, or delightful in art. From it we have derived our
                        knowledge, and under the guiding hand of its wisdom, did modern Europe make its first
                        tottering and feeble steps towards civilization. In every mind at all embued with
                        knowledge, she is regarded with the affection of a parent. Her people are Christians
                        contending against Turks, and slaves struggling to be free. There never was a cause which,
                        in this outline view of the matter, had such strong and commanding claims on the sympathy
                        of the people of all Europe, and particularly of the people of England. But we must not at
                        the same time forget what is the present state of the Greek population.</q>
                </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter8-4"> &#8220;<q>We must not forget, though we speak of Greece and the Greeks,
                        that there is no distinct country and no distinct people. There is no country, except the
                        Islands, with a strongly-marked boundary separating it from other countries, either by
                        physical properties, or by the manners and language of the people which we can properly
                        call Greece. The boundaries of ancient Greece are not the boundaries of modern Greece, <pb
                            xml:id="WP.171" n="GREEKS ARE INSURGENTS."/> or of the countries inhabited by those to
                        whom we give the name of Greeks. The different tribes of men, also, to whom we give this
                        one general name, seem to have little or nothing in common more than the same faith and the
                        same hatred of the Turks, their oppressors. There is the wily money-making Greek of the
                        islands, the debased, intriguing, and corrupted Greek of the towns on the continent, and
                        there is the hardy Greek peasant, whose good qualities are the redeeming virtues of the
                        whole population. Under their chiefs and primates, under their captains and magistrates,
                        they are now divided by more local jealousies, and more local distinctions, than in the
                        days of their ancient glory, when Greece had no enemies but Greeks. We must not suppose
                        under our name of Greeks, an entire, united, and single people, kept apart from all others
                        by strongly-marked geographical or moral distinctions. On the contrary, those who are now
                        contending for freedom are a mixed race of various tribes of men, having different apparent
                        interests, and different opinions. Many of them differ from and hate one another, more even
                        than they differ from and hate the Turks, to whose maxims of government and manners some of
                        them, particularly the primates, are much attached. It is quite erroneous, therefore, to
                            <pb xml:id="WP.172" n="INSURRECTION CAUSES DISSENSIONS."/> suppose under the name of
                        Greece, <hi rend="italic">one</hi> country, or under the name of Greeks, one people.</q>
                </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter8-5"> &#8220;<q>The people whom we have come to assist have also the name of
                        insurgents, and however just their cause, or enlightened their own view of the principles
                        on which they contend, they must and will be considered by the government of Europe as
                        insurgents, with all the disadvantages belonging to the name, till they are completely
                        successful. At the beginning of the insurrection, all the Turks in authority and their
                        adherents were indiscriminately massacred, their property plundered, and their power,
                        where-ever the insurrection was successful, annihilated. Their places of worship were
                        destroyed; the storks, a bird they reverence with a sort of idolatry, were everywhere shot,
                        that no remembrance except hatred of the Turkish name, should exist in the country. Such
                        acts are the natural consequences of long-suffering, particularly among men who have some
                        traditional knowledge of the high renown of their ancestors; but they have not contributed
                        to soften the Greek character; nor has the plunder of their masters failed to sow for the
                        time the seeds of dissension and ambition among themselves. The insurrection was literally
                        a slave breaking his chains on the head of his oppressor; but in es-<pb xml:id="WP.173"
                            n="GOVERNMENT RECOMMENDED."/>caping from bondage, the Greeks acted without a plan.
                        There was no system of insurrection organized, and the people, after the first flushing of
                        their hatred was over, were easily stirred up to animosity against each other, and they
                        fell again under the dominion of some ambitious chiefs, who had before been either the
                        soldiers or the civil agents of the Pachas. They now want all the energy and the unity
                        derived from an organized system of government, taming some of the passions and directing
                        others to the public good. Time will bring such a system; for a whole nation can profit by
                        no other teacher. A system of government must and will arise suitable to the knowledge and
                        the wants of the people, and the relations which now exist among the different classes of
                        them.</q>
                </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter8-6"> &#8220;<q>I do not mean to say that they are not to profit by the
                        experience of other people; on the contrary I would have them acquire all the knowledge
                        they can, but they cannot be a book-learned people for ages;&#8212;they cannot for ages
                        have that knowledge and that equality amongst them which are found in Europe, and therefore
                        I would not recommend them to follow implicitly any system of government now established in
                        the world, or to square their institutions by the theoretical forms of any constitution. I
                        am still so much attached to the constitution <pb xml:id="WP.174" n="FEDERATION OF STATES"
                        /> of England personally, that were it to be attacked,&#8212;were any attempts made by any
                        faction or party at home to put down its ancient and honourable aristocracy, I would be one
                        of the first to uphold their cause with my life and fortune. At the same time I would not
                        recommend that constitution to another country. It is the duty of every honourable man to
                        assist every nation and every individual, as far as he can, in obtaining rational freedom,
                        but before we can do this we must know in what freedom consists.</q>
                </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter8-7"> &#8220;<q>In the United States of America there is more practical freedom,
                        and a form of government both abstractedly better and more suited to the situation of the
                        Greeks than any other model I know of. From what I have already said of the different
                        interests and divisions which prevail in Greece, it is to me plain that no other government
                        will suit it so well as a federation. I will not say a federation of republics; but a
                        federation of states; each of these states having that particular form of government most
                        suitable to the present situation and wishes of its people. There is no abstract form of
                        government which we can call good. I won&#8217;t say with <persName key="AlPope1744"
                            >Pope</persName>, that <q>&#8220;whate&#8217;er is best administered is
                            best;&#8221;</q> but I will say, that every government derives its efficiency as well
                        as its power from the people. Despotism cannot exist where they are not sluggish, <pb
                            xml:id="WP.175" n="THE PRESIDENT."/> inert, insensible to political rights, and
                        careless of any thing but animal enjoyment. Neither can freedom flourish where they confide
                        implicitly in one class of men, and where they are not one and all watchful to protect
                        themselves, and prevent both individual and general encroachment.</q>
                </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter8-8"> &#8220;<q>In the Islands and on the Continent wealth and power are very
                        differently distributed, and the governments are conducted on different principles. It
                        would be absurd, therefore, and perhaps impossible, to give the islands and the continent
                        the same sort of government. I say, therefore, the Grecian confederation must be one of
                        states, and not of republics. Any attempt of an individual or of any one state to gain
                        supremacy will bring on civil war and destruction. At the same time the federation might
                        have a head like the United States of America. Each state might be represented in a
                        congress, and a president elected every four years in succession, from one of the three or
                        four great divisions of the whole federation. The Morea might choose the first president,
                        the second might be elected by the Islands, Western Greece might select the third, and
                        should Candia be united with Greece, which is necessary for the permanent independence of
                        the whole, its inhabitants should in their turn elect a fourth president. On some plan of
                        this kind a federation of the States of Greece might <pb xml:id="WP.176"
                            n="EFFECTS OF CIVILIZATION."/> be formed, and it would be recommended to the Greeks by
                        bearing some faint resemblance to the federation of their glorious ancestors; but any
                        attempt to introduce one uniform system of government in every part of the country, however
                        excellent in principle, will only embroil the different classes, generating anarchy, and
                        ending in slavery.</q>
                </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter8-9"> &#8220;<q>No system of government in any part of Greece can be permanent,
                        which does not leave in the hands of the peasantry the chief part of the political power.
                        They are warmly attached to their country, and they are the best portion of the people.
                        Under a government in the least degree equitable, they must increase rapidly both in
                        numbers and wealth; and unless they are now placed, in a political point of view, on an
                        equality with other classes, it will soon be necessary to oppress them. They are not now
                        sensible of their own importance, but they soon will be under a Greek government, and they
                        can only be retained in obedience by gaining over their affections.</q>
                </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter8-10"> &#8220;<q>Though the situation and climate of Greece are admirable, it has
                        been impossible for the country to prosper under the yoke of the Turks. Their idleness,
                        ignorance, oppression, and hostility to improvement, have nearly excluded the Greeks from
                        any participation in the general progress <pb xml:id="WP.177"
                            n="CHARACTER OF THE GREEK CHIEFS."/> of civilization. Where they have had the least
                        opportunity of gaining either knowledge or wealth, they have eagerly embraced it. The
                        inhabitants of the Islands are much better informed than those of the continent, and they
                        are the most skilful as well as the boldest seamen, and the most acute traders, to be found
                        in the whole course of the Mediterranean. The people are naturally as intelligent as their
                        ancestors, but they have been debased and brutified by the tyrannical government of the
                        Turks. Now there is some hope of their living under a better system, they will soon become
                        both industrious and enterprising. Not only will they be more happy and flourishing as a
                        nation, but having within them the elements of improvement, they must increase in power as
                        the Turkish empire decays. There are numerous tribes in Asia connected with them by
                        language and manners; which would be incorporated with them in their progress, and they
                        might extend European civilization through the ancient empire of <persName key="Cyrus529"
                            >Cyrus</persName> and <persName key="Xerxe465">Xerxes</persName>, till they again met
                        on the borders of Hindostan with those people who held out to them the right hand of
                        fellowship in their first struggles for freedom and independence. This is what Greece might
                        do, what in fact she formerly did. Not that I want to see the Greeks gaining power by
                        conquest, they have territory <pb xml:id="WP.178" n="COLOCOTRONI&#8212;ULYSSES."/> enough;
                        but, as I have said, the divisions among her different tribes, the want of unity in their
                        views, the discord of her chieftains, are now so great that I am afraid all we can
                        rationally hope for is, that by dint of hard fighting against the Turks in summer, and
                        quarrelling among themselves in winter, they may preserve a troublesome sort of national
                        independence till the Turkish empire crumbles into ruins. They may then have a chance of
                        forming a distinguished province of some one of those mighty European monarchies which seem
                        destined gradually to supplant the despotisms of Asia with a more regular and milder
                        despotism.</q>
                </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter8-11"> &#8220;<q>The Greek chiefs taken collectively,&#8221; said <persName>Lord
                            Byron</persName>, &#8220;are a very respectable body of men. With one of them,
                            <persName key="AnLondo1846">Londa</persName>, I am particularly acquainted. I stopped
                        at his house for some time when I was formerly in Greece, and he would not accept of a <hi
                            rend="italic">para</hi> for the trouble and expense I put him to. He presented me also
                        with a very pretty horse at my departure. (This I shall not forget). The only chiefs who
                        are particularly suspected of ambitious views are <persName key="ThColoc1843"
                            >Colocotroni</persName> and <persName key="Odyss1825">Ulysses</persName>.
                            <persName>Colocotroni</persName>, I am informed, was a captain in the Greek light
                        infantry in the Ionian Islands; and at the commencement of the Greek contest, went over to
                        the Morea with a number of adventurers. Whilst there was Turkish property to plunder, and
                        whilst he could exact supplies from the poor <pb xml:id="WP.179" n="OFFERS TO LORD BYRON."
                        />peasantry, his force was respectably kept up. Of himself he has taken good care, having
                        forwarded to the Islands, for his own private use, all the plunder he has been able to
                        amass. He is said to have acquired great wealth. Except the power this may give him, and it
                        will keep him afloat for some time, he will soon exhaust his resources. The peasantry are
                        now bare: he has swept their houses cleaner than ever the Turks did; and his mercenary
                        followers, finding they can get nothing more under his standard, will soon leave him. <hi
                            rend="italic">Mark my word</hi>, Napoli di Romania will soon be evacuated by him; and
                        either the Greek cause will not flourish, or he will fail.</q>
                </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter8-12"> &#8220;<q><persName key="Odyss1825">Ulysses</persName> is suspected by the
                        Greek government. A short time back two messengers were sent to him with orders from the
                        government, and he put them both to death. He has been a robber, and was brought up in the
                        service of <persName key="AliPasha">Ali Pacha</persName>; both which circumstances excite
                        suspicion. These difficulties will probably be surmounted when the government gets funds,
                        for it is quite true in Greece that he who has money has power. I have experienced this
                        since my arrival, and have had offers* that would surprise you were I to tell <note
                            place="foot">
                            <p xml:id="WP.179-1"> * I should have left this part of the subject in the obscurity of
                                the text, had I not seen it stated in the &#8220;<name type="title"
                                    key="HeSouth1853.Byron">London Magazine</name>,&#8221; I think, that <persName
                                    key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName> had a bad motive for his exertions in the
                                cause of Greece. It is insinuated that he was ac- </p>
                        </note>
                        <pb xml:id="WP.180" n="HIS UPRIGHTNESS."/>you of them, and which would turn the head of any
                        man less satiated than I am, and more desirous of possessing power than of contributing to
                        freedom and happiness.</q>
                </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter8-13"> &#8220;<q>To all these offers, and to every application <note place="foot">
                            <p xml:id="WP.180-1" rend="not-indent">tuated by the vulgar ambition of a conqueror,
                                and wished to be something like a king in Greece. No insinuation was ever more
                                unfounded. He had offers of this kind made to him, but he refused. With his
                                pecuniary resources, such is the mercenary disposition of the Greeks, it was, I am
                                persuaded, only necessary for him to have devoted his fortune to the purpose, and
                                he could have formed an army that would have incorporated in it all that was brave
                                and ambitious in Greece. No single chieftain could have resisted; and all of them
                                would have been obliged, because they could not trust one another, to join their
                                forces with his. The whole of the Suliotes were completely at his beck. He could
                                have commanded and procured the assassination of any man in Greece for a sum too
                                trifling to mention. The task would have been full of danger undoubtedly, but what
                                attempt to gain such power is not? It was not however beyond his abilities, had his
                                inclination inclined him to undertake it. He was too certain of commanding the
                                respect of mankind by his admirable talents, to hunt after their admiration by any
                                kind of vulgar atrocity. He never wished to possess political power in Greece,
                                though he fought for her freedom; and he might have been the head man of the
                                country, had he chosen to oppose the government. </p>
                            <p xml:id="WP.180-2"> That he was sensible of his power is quite evident from what he
                                frequently said to me. <q>&#8220;Any man who had money,&#8221; he said, &#8220;may
                                    arrogate consequence to himself. What prevents me, if I were so minded, from
                                    forming a large military force in Greece. I might send to England and procure a
                                    set of veteran practical non-commissioned officers and practical mechanics, by
                                    whose</q>
                            </p>
                        </note>
                        <pb xml:id="WP.181" n="ADVICE TO THE GOVERNMENT."/> made to me, which had a tendency to
                        provoke disputes or increase discord, I have always replied, I came here to serve Greece;
                        agree among yourselves for the good of your country, and whatever is your united resolve,
                        and whatever the government commands, I shall be ready to support with my fortune and my
                        sword. I am here to act against the external enemies and tyrants of Greece and will not
                        take part with any faction in the country. We who come here to fight for Greece have no
                        right to meddle with its internal affairs, or dictate to the people and government; since I
                        have been here, I have seen and felt quite enough to try the temper of any man, but I will
                        remain here, while there is a gleam of hope.</q>
                </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter8-14"> &#8220;<q>Much is expected from the loan, and I know that without money it
                        is impossible to succeed, but I am apprehensive this foreign assistance will be looked on
                        by each of the chiefs, as a prize to be obtained by contention, and may lead to a civil
                            <note place="foot">
                            <p xml:id="WP.181-1" rend="not-indent">
                                <q>means, and my own resources, I could set many things in motion. If I had only
                                    men to teach the Greeks some of the necessary arts, and were able to supply
                                    their want of warlike stores, I could find plenty of men; and an army might be
                                    at my command. The fortifications I could repair so as to make them secure
                                    against all attacks. The navy I could set afloat, and if I liked, have my own
                                    way in Greece; but I repeat I came here to serve the Greeks on their own
                                    conditions and in their own way, and I will not swerve while life remains from
                                    this intention.&#8221;</q>
                            </p>
                        </note>
                        <pb xml:id="WP.182" n="MR. CANNING AND GREECE."/> war. The government, which has contracted
                        for the loan, looks with no favourable eye on <persName key="ThColoc1843"
                            >Colocotroni</persName> and <persName key="Odyss1825">Ulysses</persName>, and yet they
                        are, probably, two of the bravest and most skilful of the military chieftains. I have
                        advised <persName key="AlMavro1865">Mavrocordato</persName> to recommend the government to
                        supply these chiefs with money, but to keep them as short as possible. I have also
                        recommended him, and if this advice is followed, much good may be effected, immediately on
                        the receipt of the loan, to pay up the arrears of the troops, particularly of the Suliotes,
                        and to take care that their families are provided for. They are the best mountain-soldiers
                        in Greece, and perhaps in the world; but they are without a country, and without a home. I
                        know that an offer has been made, to restore them to their former country, if they will
                        forsake the Greek cause, and I see no means of firmly attaching them to it, but to pay them
                        regularly, and, by providing for their families, to secure hostages for their continued
                        services.</q>
                </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter8-15"> &#8220;<q><persName key="GeCanni1827">Mr. Canning</persName> may do much
                        for Greece; I hope he will continue in office. He is a clever man, and has an opportunity
                        beyond all his predecessors, of effecting great things. The ball is at his feet, but he
                        must keep a high hand, and neither swerve to the right nor left. South America will give
                        him an opportunity of acting on sound principles; on this point he will not be shackled.
                        The <pb xml:id="WP.183" n="PLANS FOR THE FUTURE."/> great mechanical power of England, her
                        vast ingenuity, gives him the control of the world; but the very existence of
                        England&#8217;s superiority hangs on the balance of his decision. This minister bears all
                        the responsibility. With respect to Greece it is different. The Turkish empire is our
                        barrier against the power of Russia. The Greeks, should they gain their independence, will
                        have quite sufficient territory in the Morea, Western Greece, and the islands.</q>
                </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter8-16"> &#8220;<q>It will take a century to come, to change their character.
                            <persName key="GeCanni1827">Canning</persName> I have no doubt will proceed with
                        caution&#8212;he can act strictly honourable to the Turks. I have no enmity to the Turks
                        individually, they are quite as good as the Greeks; I am displeased to hear them called
                        barbarians. They are charitable to the poor, and very humane to animals; their curse, is
                        the system of their government, and their religion or superstition.</q>
                </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter8-17"> &#8220;<q>I hope England will keep possession of the Ionian Islands; with
                        them and Malta, she may preserve her naval superiority for ages to come.</q>&#8221; </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter8-18"> As the advances which <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName> had
                    made to the Greeks were to be paid out of the loan, he was on this account also anxious that
                    the money might arrive; otherwise his own resources and his own projects would be crippled.
                    When the money arrived, he would be at liberty, he said, to follow his own plans. He could
                    obtain what <pb xml:id="WP.184" n="INTENDS TO GO TO AMERICA."/> supplies he pleased from
                    Ancona, and then with his own brigade, the Suliotes, and the force to be put under his orders,
                    we should be fully competent to invest Lepanto, and take both it and Patrass. <q>&#8220;This
                        shall be my first object,&#8221; he said, &#8220;at the beginning of the campaign; Patrass
                        and Lepanto being in our possession, the Morea will be secure, and we may think of more
                        offensive warfare.&#8221;</q> For this particular service, his own brigade was to be ready,
                    as I have already stated, by May 7th. </p>


                <p xml:id="chapter8-19"> &#8220;<q>My future intentions, as to Greece may be explained in a few
                        words; I will remain here, till she is secure against the Turks, or till she has fallen
                        under their power. All my income shall be spent in her service, but unless driven by some
                        great necessity, I will not touch a farthing of the sum intended for my sister&#8217;s
                        children. Whatever I can accomplish with my income, and my personal exertions, shall be
                        cheerfully done. When Greece is secure against external enemies, I will leave the Greeks to
                        settle their government as they like. One service more, and an eminent service it will be,
                        I think I may perform for them. You shall have a schooner built for me, or I will buy a
                        vessel; the Greeks shall invest me with the character of their ambassador or agent; I will
                        go to the United States, and procure that free and enlightened government, to set the
                        example of <pb xml:id="WP.185" n="PURITY OF HIS AMBITION."/> recognising the Federation of
                        Greece, as an independent state. This done, England must follow the example, and then the
                        fate of Greece will be permanently fixed, and she will enter into all her rights, as a
                        member of the great commonwealth of Christian Europe.</q>&#8221; </p>


                <p xml:id="chapter8-20"> This was <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> hope, and
                    this was to be his last project in favour of Greece. Nothing, I think, within the power of an
                    individual to accomplish, could be better conceived, or would have tended more to the advantage
                    of Greece, than this simple and noble plan. Into it no motive of personal ambition entered,
                    more than that just and proper one, the basis of all virtue and the distinguished
                    characteristic of an honourable mind; the hope of gaining the approbation of good men. As an
                    author, he had already attained the pinnacle of popularity and of fame; but this did not
                    satisfy his noble ambition. He hastened to Greece, with a devotion to liberty, and a zeal in
                    favour of the oppressed, as pure as ever shone in the bosom of a knight, in the purest days of
                    chivalry, to gain the reputation of an unsullied warrior, and of a disinterested statesman. He
                    was her unpaid, but the blessings of all Greece, and the high honours his own countrymen bestow
                    on his memory, bearing him in their hearts, prove that he was not her unrewarded, champion.
                </p>
            </div>

            <div xml:id="chap.9" type="chapter" n="Chapter IX">
                <pb xml:id="WP.186"/>

                <l rend="chapter"> CHAPTER IX. </l>
                <l rend="title">
                    <persName>LORD BYRON&#8217;S</persName> OPINIONS.</l>

                <p xml:id="chapter9-1a" rend="hang-indent">Of the Greek Committee&#8212;<persName>Mr.
                        Blaquiere</persName>&#8212;Honorary <persName>Secretary
                        Bowring</persName>&#8212;<persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName>&#8212;<persName>Mr.
                        Gordon</persName>&#8212;Subjects for <name type="title">Don Juan</name>&#8212;Opinion of
                        Missolonghi&#8212;<persName>Sir Francis Burdett</persName>&#8212;Patriotic
                        Committees&#8212;<persName>Mr. Bentham&#8217;s</persName> Cruise&#8212;Author&#8217;s
                    Introduction to him&#8212;His breakfast and dinner hour&#8212;Source of a
                    mistake&#8212;Adventures with him&#8212;<persName>Byron</persName> a Carbonaro&#8212;A reverend
                    opponent of <persName>Lord Byron</persName>&#8212;His detestation of
                    hypocrites&#8212;Favourable opinion of mechanics&#8212;Mode of welcoming him at
                    Anatolica&#8212;His opinions on religion&#8212;Or forms of government&#8212;The United States
                    of America&#8212;Belief in ghosts and presentiments&#8212;Anecdote of the late Queen&#8212;His
                    opinion of marriage&#8212;Of <persName>Lord Byron</persName>&#8212;<persName>Mr.
                        Southey</persName>&#8212;<persName>Sir Walter Scott</persName>&#8212;<persName>Mr.
                        Cooke</persName> the actor. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter9-1" rend="not-indent"> In the present chapter, I shall set down what I recollect
                    of <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> opinions, as to his coadjutors, the
                    Greek committee, of <persName key="FrBurde1844">Sir Francis Burdett</persName>, of <persName
                        key="JeBenth1832">Mr. Bentham</persName>, and of some other persons and things. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter9-2"> The Greek committee have a great plenty of defenders, and may well despise
                    one voice lifted up against them. Among them, there are poets, orators, and authors. The press
                    seems listed in their service, and they will scarcely regard one feeble note of dispraise. The
                    voice that might, if energetically raised, have carried fear <pb xml:id="WP.187"
                        n="GREEK COMMITTEE."/> and contrition to their hearts, lies hushed in death, and I can only
                    echo some of its faintest tones. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter9-3"> In discussing the merits of <persName key="ThGordo1841">Mr.
                        Gordon&#8217;s</persName> offer, which was rather a favourite topic of <persName
                        key="LdByron">Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> conversation, he asked, which I of course could
                    not answer, though the committee may,&#8212;Had circulars been sent to the different noblemen,
                    and gentlemen who had subscribed? Had they been informed of that offer, and told, that the
                    committee, for want of a little increase of means, could not accept it. This was an affair, he
                    said, he would like to sift to the bottom. &#8220;I conceive,&#8221; he added, <q>&#8220;that I
                        have been already grossly ill-treated by the committee. In Italy, <persName
                            key="EdBlaqu1832">Mr. Blaquiere</persName>, their agent, informed me that every
                        requisite supply would be forwarded with all dispatch. I was disposed to come to Greece,
                        but I hastened my departure, in consequence of earnest solicitations. No time was to be
                        lost, I was told, and <persName>Mr. Blaquiere</persName> instead of waiting on me, at his
                        return from Greece, left a paltry note, which gave me no information whatever. If I ever
                        meet with him, I shall not fail to mention my surprise at his conduct; but it has been all
                        of a piece. I wish the acting committee had had some of the trouble which has fallen on me,
                        since my arrival here; they would have been more prompt in their proceedings, and would
                        have <pb xml:id="WP.188" n="MR. BOWRING."/> known better what the country stood in need of.
                        They would not have delayed the supplies a day, and they would not have sent out German
                        officers, poor fellows, to starve at Missolonghi, but for my assistance. I am a plain man,
                        and cannot comprehend the use of printing presses to a people who do not read. Here, the
                        committee have sent supplies of maps, I suppose, that I may teach the young mountaineers
                        geography. Here are bugle-horns, without bugle-men, and it is a chance if we can find any
                        body in Greece to blow them. Books are sent to a people who want guns; they ask for a
                        sword, and the Committee give them the lever of a printing press. Heavens! one would think
                        the Committee meant to inculcate patience and submission, and to condemn resistance. Some
                        materials for constructing fortifications they have sent, but they have chosen their people
                        so ill, that the work is deserted, and not one <hi rend="italic">para</hi> have they sent
                        to procure other labourers.</q>
                </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter9-4"> &#8220;<q>Their secretary, <persName key="JoBowri1872">Mr.
                            Bowring</persName>, was disposed I believe, to claim the privileges of an acquaintance
                        with me. He wrote me a long letter, about the classic land of freedom, the birth-place of
                        the arts, the cradle of genius, the habitation of the gods, the heaven of poets, and a
                        great many such fine things. I was obliged to answer him, and I scrawled some nonsense in
                        reply to his <pb xml:id="WP.189" n="COLONEL STANHOPE."/> nonsense; but I fancy I shall get
                        no more such epistles. When I came to the conclusion of the <hi rend="italic">poetry</hi>
                        part of my letter, I wrote, &#8216;so much for blarney, now for business.&#8217; I have not
                        since heard in the same strain from <persName>Mr. Bowring</persName>.</q>
                </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter9-5"> &#8220;<q>Here too is the chief agent of the Committee, <persName
                            key="LdHarri5">Colonel Stanhope</persName>, organizing the whole country. He leaves
                        nothing untouched, from the general government, to the schools for children. He has a plan
                        for organizing the military force, for establishing posts, for regulating the
                        administration of justice, for making <persName key="JeBenth1832">Mr. Bentham</persName>
                        the apostle of the Greeks, and for whipping little boys, in the newest and most approved
                        mode. He is for doing all this, without a reference to any body, or any thing; complains
                        bitterly of a want of practical statesmen in Greece, and would be glad I believe, to import
                        a large supply of <persName>Mr. Bentham&#8217;s</persName> books, and scholars. <persName
                            key="AlMavro1865">Mavrocordato</persName> he openly beards, as if the Prince knew
                        nothing of Greece, and was quite incapable of forming a correct opinion of its interests.
                        At the same time, he has no funds to carry all his projects into execution. He is a mere
                        schemer and talker, more of a saint than a soldier; and with a great deal of pretended
                        plainness, a mere politician, and no patriot.</q>
                </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter9-6"> &#8220;<q>His printer and publisher, <persName key="JeMeyer1826">Dr.
                            Meyler</persName>, is a German adventurer, who is quite in a rage with the quakers, for
                        sending medicines to Greece. He <pb xml:id="WP.190" n="COLONEL STANHOPE&#8217;S PLANS."/>
                        knows nothing of either the Greek or the English language; and if he did, who would buy his
                        paper? The Greeks have no money, and will not read newspapers for ages to come. There is no
                        communication with different parts of the country; there is no means of receiving any news;
                        and no means of sending it, when got. <persName key="LdHarri5">Stanhope</persName> begins
                        at the wrong end, and from observing that, in our wealthy and civilized country, rapid
                        communication is one means of improvement, he wants to establish posts&#8212;mail-carts, I
                        believe is his object, among a people who have no food. Communication, though a cause of
                        increased wealth and increased civilization, is the result of a certain degree of both; and
                        he would have it without the means. He is like all political jobbers, who mistake the
                        accessories of civilization for its cause; they think if they only hoist the colours of
                        freedom, they will immediately transform a crazy water-logged bark into a proud man-of-war.
                            <persName>Stanhope</persName>, I believe, wants discussion in Greece&#8212;pure
                        abstract discussion; as if he were ignorant, that in a country where there are one hundred
                        times as many readers, proportionably, as in Greece, where the people have been readers of
                        newspapers for a century, and read them every day, they care nothing about his favourite
                        discussion, and will not listen either to <persName key="JeBenth1832">Mr.
                            Bentham&#8217;s</persName>, or any other person&#8217;s <pb xml:id="WP.191"
                            n="COLONEL STANHOPE&#8217;S PLANS."/> logic. I have subscribed to his paper, to get rid
                        of <persName>Stanhope&#8217;s</persName> importunities, and it may be, keep <persName
                            key="PiGamba1827">Gamba</persName> out of mischief*; at any rate he can mar nothing of
                        less importance.</q>
                </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter9-7"> &#8220;<q>I thought <persName key="LdHarri5">Colonel Stanhope</persName>,
                        being a soldier, would have shewn himself differently. He ought to know what a nation like
                        Greece needs for its defence, and being on the acting committee, he should have told them
                        that arms, and the materials for carrying on war, were what the Greeks required. The
                        country once cleared of the enemy, the land would be cultivated, commerce would increase,
                        and if a good government were established, knowledge and improvement of every kind, even
                        including a multitude of journals, would speedily follow. But
                        <persName>Stanhope</persName>, I repeat, is beginning at the wrong end, and expects by
                        introducing some of the signs of wealth and knowledge, to make the people rich and
                        intelligent. He might as well expect to give them the opulence of London, by establishing a
                        Long&#8217;s Hotel in this swamp; or to make the women adopt <note place="foot">
                            <p xml:id="WP.191-1"> * <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName> had a curious
                                opinion of this young <persName key="PiGamba1827">nobleman</persName>, which I must
                                mention to explain this passage; he thought him destined to he unfortunate, and
                                that he was one of those persons with whom every thing goes wrong. According to
                                    <persName>Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> view, he could not encourage him to
                                engage in any thing, ruining which would be so little prejudicial as the newspaper.
                            </p>
                        </note>
                        <pb xml:id="WP.192" n="MR. GORDON."/>all our fashions, by setting up a man milliner&#8217;s
                        shop.</q>
                </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter9-8"> &#8220;<q><persName key="ThGordo1841">Gordon</persName> was a much wiser
                        and more practical man than <persName key="LdHarri5">Stanhope</persName>.
                            <persName>Stanhope</persName> has brought with him Nabob airs from Hindostan; and while
                        he cajoles the people, wishes to govern them. He would be delighted, could he become
                        administrator of the revenue, or resident at the court of the Greek republic.
                            <persName>Gordon</persName> has been in Greece, and expended a large sum of money here.
                        He bought his experience, and knows the country. His plan was the one to have acted on; but
                        his noble offer seems so far to have surpassed the notions and expectations of the
                        Committee, that it staggered them. They had done nothing like it, and could not credit this
                        generosity and enthusiasm in another. All their deeds have been only talk and foolery. Had
                        their whole property been at stake in Greece, they would have shewn more zeal.
                            <persName>Mr. Gordon&#8217;s</persName> offer would have been promptly acceded to; we
                        should have had by this time, an army regularly organized of three thousand men, Lepanto
                        would have been taken, and Greece secured. Well, well, I&#8217;ll have my revenge: talk of
                        subjects for <name type="title" key="LdByron.Juan">Don Juan</name>, this Greek business,
                        its disasters and mismanagement, have furnished me with matter for a hundred cantos.
                            <persName key="JeBenth1832">Jeremy Bentham</persName> and his scholar,
                            <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName>, shall be two of my heroes.</q>
                </p>

                <pb xml:id="WP.193" n="DON JUAN&#8212;MISSOLONGHI."/>

                <p xml:id="chapter9-9"> &#8220;<q>I do not intend to write till next winter; then I may possibly
                        finish another Canto. There will be both comedy and tragedy; my good countrymen supply the
                        former, and Greece the latter. In one week, I have been in a fit: the troops
                        mutined&#8212;a Turkish brig burned&#8212;<persName key="LtSass1824">Sass</persName>
                        killed&#8212;an earthquake&#8212;thunder, lightning, and torrents of rain&#8212;such a week
                        I never witnessed. I shall tire them all with <name type="fiction">Juan&#8217;s</name>
                        pranks.</q>
                </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter-10"> &#8220;<q>My situation here,&#8221; he was accustomed to say, &#8220;is
                        unbearable. A town without any resources, and a government without money; imprisoned by the
                        floods, unable to take any exercise, pestered by demands, without the means of satisfying
                        them or doing any thing either to relieve them, or myself, I must have left this hole, had
                        you not arrived. I may now do something. Missolonghi and Anatolica are the keys of Western
                        Greece, and protect the Morea on the side of Albania. If <persName key="ThGordo1841">Mr.
                            Gordon&#8217;s</persName> offer had been acted on, as it ought to have been, you would
                        have been here four months sooner. His exertions and mine would have effected every thing,
                        would have restored union here, and have encouraged the friends of Greece at home. But
                        instead of an efficient expedition, there came out a few English and German adventurers, a
                        few stores, and musical instruments.</q>&#8221; </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter9-11"> This subject always excited a considerable de-<pb xml:id="WP.194"
                        n="SIR FRANCIS BURDETT."/>gree of irritation in his mind, and getting up, he stamped with
                    his foot, shewing how much he was vexed. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter9-12"> &#8220;<q><persName key="FrBurde1844">Sir Francis
                        Burdett</persName>,&#8221; he said, &#8220;I am sure, can know nothing of what is going on.
                        I shall always respect <persName>Sir Francis</persName>; I am told he does not trouble
                        himself so much as formerly about politics. I am glad of it; it has cost him enormous sums
                        of money, and he has experienced ingratitude enough, to teach him to be quiet. He is the
                        firm friend of liberty, on constitutional principles, and is highly respected by the first
                        men of England, belonging to both parties. He is one of the old school, and a man I shall
                        always esteem and honour. You&#8217;ll never find him, or such men as he is, stepping into
                        the office of chairman, auditor, or cashier, by means of petty contributions. He does not
                        provide for his family and dependents by thrusting them into offices, while he covers his
                        attacks on the public purse by the cloak of patriotism. Men who do this are the worst of
                        hypocrites, the most cursed race in existence. I know them well, and know what stuff your
                        committees, and such patriotic bodies, are made of. Honorary secretaries, bankers to the
                        cause they pretend to serve. They should call themselves pecuniary, and then terms would
                        have their proper meaning.&#8221;</q>
                </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter9-13">
                    <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName> asked me, in the course of my con-<pb
                        xml:id="WP.195" n="MR. BENTHAM."/>versations, did I know <persName key="JeBenth1832">Mr.
                        Bentham</persName>? I said I had seen him previously to my leaving England, that he had
                    invited me to dine with him, and had been with me to see the preparations for the expedition.
                    He had behaved very civilly to me, I said, but I thought him a little flighty. <persName>Lord
                        Byron</persName> eagerly asked me in what way, and I told him. At hearing my account, his
                    Lordship laughed most immoderately, and made me repeat it over and over again. He declared,
                    when he had fished out every little circumstance, he would not have lost it for a thousand
                    guineas. I shall here relate this little occurrence, not out of any disrespect to <persName>Mr.
                        Bentham</persName>, but because he is a great man, and the world are very fond of hearing
                    of great men. Moreover, <persName>Lord Byron</persName> has been somewhat censured, chiefly, I
                    think, for not having a most profound respect for <persName>Mr. Bentham</persName>; and the
                    following little story goes at least to prove, that some of this philosopher&#8217;s
                    peculiarities might very naturally excite the laughter of the poet. <persName>Mr.
                        Bentham</persName> is said also to have a great wish for celebrity, and he will not
                    therefore be displeased, by my sounding another note to his fame, which may, perchance, convey
                    it where it has not yet reached. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter9-14"> Shortly before I left London for Greece, <persName key="JoBowri1872">Mr.
                        Bowring</persName>, the honorary secretary to the Greek committee informed me, that
                        <persName key="JeBenth1832">Mr. Jeremy Ben</persName>-<pb xml:id="WP.196"
                        n="MY VISIT TO MR. BENTHAM."/>tham wished to see the stores and materials, preparing for
                    the Greeks, and that he had done me the honour of asking me to breakfast with him some day,
                    that I might afterwards conduct him to see the guns, <hi rend="italic">&amp;c</hi>. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter9-15"> &#8220;Who the devil is <persName key="JeBenth1832">Mr.
                    Bentham</persName>?&#8221; was my rough reply, &#8220;I never heard of him before.&#8221; Many
                    of my readers may still be in the same state of ignorance, and it will be acceptable to them, I
                    hope, to hear of the philosopher. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter9-16"> &#8220;<q><persName key="JeBenth1832">Mr. Bentham</persName>,&#8221; said
                            <persName key="JoBowri1872">Mr. Bowring</persName>, &#8220;is one of the greatest men
                        of the age, and for the honour now offered to you, I waited impatiently many a long day; I
                        believe for more than two years.</q>&#8221; </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter9-17"> &#8220;<q>Great or little, I never heard of him before; but if he wants to
                        see me, why I&#8217;ll go.</q>&#8221; </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter9-18"> It was accordingly arranged, that I should visit <persName
                        key="JeBenth1832">Mr. Bentham</persName>, and that <persName key="JoBowri1872">Mr.
                        Bowring</persName> should see him to fix the time, and then inform me. In a day or two
                    afterwards, I received a note from the honorary secretary, to say I was to breakfast with
                        <persName>Mr. Bentham</persName> on Saturday. It happened that I lived at a distance from
                    town, and having heard something of the primitive manner of living, and early hours of
                    philosophers, I arranged with my wife over-night, that I would get up very early on the
                    Saturday morning, that I might not keep <persName>Mr. Bentham</persName> waiting. Accordingly,
                    I rose with the dawn, dressed myself in haste, and brushed off for <pb xml:id="WP.197"
                        n="HIS EXTRAORDINAY HABITS."/> Queen&#8217;s-square, Westminster, as hard as my legs could
                    carry me. On reaching the Strand, fearing I might be late, being rather corpulent, and not
                    being willing to go into the presence of so very great a man, as I understood <persName>Mr.
                        Jeremy Bentham</persName> to be, puffing and blowing, I took a hackney coach, and drove up
                    to his door about eight o&#8217;clock. I found a servant girl a-foot, and told her I came to
                    breakfast with <persName>Mr. Bentham</persName> by appointment. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter9-19"> She ushered me in, and introduced me to two young men, who looked no more
                    like philosophers, however, than my own children. I thought they might be <persName
                        key="JeBenth1832">Mr. Bentham&#8217;s</persName> sons, but this I understood was a mistake.
                    I shewed them the note I had received from <persName key="JoBowri1872">Mr. Bowring</persName>,
                    and they told me <persName>Mr. Bentham</persName> did not breakfast till three o&#8217;clock.
                    This surprised me much, but they told me I might breakfast with them, which I did, though I was
                    not much flattered by the honour of setting down with <persName>Mr. Bentham&#8217;s</persName>
                    clerks, when I was invited by their master. Poor <persName>Mr. Bowring</persName>, thought I,
                    he must be a meek spirited young man if it was for this he waited so impatiently. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter9-20"> I supposed the philosopher himself did not get up till noon, as he did not
                    breakfast till so late, but in this I was also mistaken. About ten o&#8217;clock I was summoned
                    to his presence, and mustered up all my courage, and all my ideas for the meeting. His
                    appearance struck me forcibly. <pb xml:id="WP.198" n="MR. BENTHAM&#8217;S APPEARANCE."/> His
                    white thin locks cut straight in the fashion of the quakers, and hanging or rather floating on
                    his shoulders; his garments something of their colour and cut, and his frame rather square and
                    muscular, with no exuberance of flesh, made up a singular looking and not an inelegant old man.
                    He welcomed me with a few hurried words, but without any ceremony, and then conducted me into
                    several rooms to shew me his ammunition and materials of war. One very large room was nearly
                    filled with books; and another with unbound works, which, I understood, were the
                    philosopher&#8217;s own composition. The former he said furnished him his supplies; and there
                    was a great deal of labour required to read so many volumes. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter9-21"> I said inadvertently, &#8220;I suppose you have quite forgotten what is
                    said in the first before you read the last.&#8221; <persName key="JeBenth1832">Mr.
                        Bentham</persName> however took this in good part, and taking hold of my arm, said we would
                    proceed on our journey. Accordingly off we set, accompanied by one of his young men carrying a
                    portfolio, to keep, I suppose, a log of our proceedings. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter9-22"> We went through a small garden, and passing out of a gate, I found we were
                    in Saint James&#8217;s Park. Here I noticed that <persName key="JeBenth1832">Mr.
                        Bentham</persName> had a very snug dwelling, with many accommodations, and such a garden as
                    belongs in London only to the first nobility. But for his neighbours, I thought, for he has a
                    barrack of soldiers on one side <pb xml:id="WP.199" n="HIS STRANGE BEHAVIOUR."/> of his
                    premises, I should envy him his garden more than his great reputation. On looking at him, I
                    could but admire his hale and even venerable appearance. I understood he was seventy-three
                    years of age, and therefore I concluded we should have a quiet comfortable walk. Very much to
                    my surprise, however, we had scarcely got into the Park, when he let go my arm, and set off
                    trotting like a Highland messenger. The Park was crowded, and the people, one and all, seemed
                    to stare at the old man; but heedless of all this he trotted on, his white locks floating in
                    the wind, as if he were not seen by a single human being. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter9-23"> As soon as I could recover from my surprise, I asked the young man,
                    &#8220;Is <persName key="JeBenth1832">Mr. Bentham</persName> flighty,&#8221; pointing to my
                    head. &#8220;Oh no, it&#8217;s his way,&#8221; was the hurried answer, &#8220;he thinks it good
                    for his health, but I must run after him,&#8221; and offset the youth in chace of the
                    philosopher. I must not lose my companions, thought I, and off I set also. Of course the eyes
                    of every human being in the Park were fixed on the running veteran and his pursuers. There was
                        <persName>Jerry</persName> a-head, then came his clerk and his portfolio, and I being a
                    heavier sailer than either, was bringing up the rear. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter9-24"> What the people might think, I don&#8217;t know, but it seemed to me a
                    very strange scene, and I was not much delighted at being made such an object <pb
                        xml:id="WP.200" n="A TROTTING MATCH."/> of attraction. <persName key="JeBenth1832">Mr.
                        Bentham&#8217;s</persName> activity surprised me, and I never overtook him or came near him
                    till we reached the Horse Guards, where his speed was checked by the Blues drawn up in array.
                    Here we threaded in amongst horses and men till we escaped at the other gate into Whitehall. I
                    now thought the crowded streets would prevent any more racing; but several times he escaped
                    from us, and trotted off, compelling us to trot after him till we reached <persName
                        key="AlGallo1847">Mr. Galloway&#8217;s</persName> manufactory in Smithfield. Here he
                    exulted in his activity, and inquired particularly if I had ever seen a man at his time of life
                    so active. I could not possibly answer, <hi rend="small-caps">no</hi>, while I was almost
                    breathless with the exertion of following him through the crowded streets. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter9-25"> After seeing at <persName key="AlGallo1847">Mr.
                        Galloway&#8217;s</persName> manufactory, not only the things which had been prepared for
                    the Greeks, but his other engines and machines, we proceeded to another manufactory at the foot
                    of Southwark bridge, where our brigade of guns stood ready mounted. When <persName
                        key="JeBenth1832">Mr. Bentham</persName> had satisfied his curiosity here also, and I had
                    given him every information in my power, we set off to return to his house, that he might
                    breakfast; I endeavoured to persuade him to take a hackney-coach, but in vain. We got on
                    tolerably well, and without any adventures, tragical or comical, till we arrived at
                    Fleet-street. We crossed from <pb xml:id="WP.201" n="ADVENTURE IN FLEET-STREET."/> Fleet Market
                    over towards <persName key="RoWaith1833">Mr. Waithman&#8217;s</persName> shop, and here,
                    letting go my arm, he quitted the foot pavement, and set off again in one of his vagaries up
                    Fleet-street. His clerk again set off after him, and I again followed. The race here excited
                    universal attention. The perambulating ladies, who are always in great numbers about that part
                    of the town, and ready to laugh at any kind of oddity, and catch hold of every simpleton, stood
                    and stared at or followed the venerable philosopher. One of them, well known to all the
                    neighbourhood, by the appellation of the City barge, given to her on account of her
                    extraordinary bulk, was coming with a consort full sail down Fleet-street, but whenever they
                    saw the flight of <persName>Mr. Jeremy Bentham</persName>, they hove too, tacked, and followed
                    to witness the fun or share the prize. I was heartily ashamed of participating in this scene,
                    and supposed that every body would take me for a mad doctor, the young man for my assistant,
                    and <persName>Mr. Bentham</persName> for my patient, just broke adrift from his keepers. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter9-26"> Fortunately the chase did not continue long. <persName key="JeBenth1832"
                        >Mr. Bentham</persName> hove too abreast of <persName key="RiCarli1843"
                        >Carlisle&#8217;s</persName> shop, and stood for a little time to admire the books and
                    portraits hanging in the window. At length one of them arrested his attention more
                    particularly. &#8220;Ah, ah,&#8221; said he, in a hurried indistinct tone, &#8220;there it is,
                    there it is,&#8221; pointing to a portrait <pb xml:id="WP.202" n="MR. BENTHAM&#8217;S CRUISE."
                    /> which I afterwards found was that of the illustrious <persName>Jeremy</persName> himself. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter9-27"> Soon after this, I invented an excuse to quit <persName key="JeBenth1832"
                        >Mr. Bentham</persName> and his man, promising to go to Queen-square to dine. I was not,
                    however, to be again taken in by the philosopher&#8217;s meal hours; so, laying in a stock of
                    provisions, I went at his dining hour, half-past ten o&#8217;clock, and supped with him. We had
                    a great deal of conversation, particularly about mechanical subjects, and the art of war. I
                    found the old gentleman as lively with his tongue as with his feet, and passed a very pleasant
                    evening; which ended by my pointing out, at his request, a plan for playing his organ by the
                    steam of his tea-kettle. This little history gave <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName>
                    a great deal of pleasure; he very often laughed as I told it; he laughed much at its
                    conclusion, and he frequently bade me repeat what he called <persName>Jerry
                        Bentham&#8217;s</persName> Cruise. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter9-28"> In the course of the conversation at <persName>Mr.
                        Bentham&#8217;s</persName>, he enquired of me if I had ever visited America in my
                    travels?&#8212;I said, Yes, I had resided there for some time.&#8212;Have you read <persName
                        key="FrWrigh1852">Miss Wright&#8217;s</persName> book on that
                    country?&#8212;Yes.&#8212;What do you think of it; does it give a good description of America?
                    Here I committed another fault. &#8220;She knows no more of America,&#8221; I replied,
                    &#8220;than a cow does of a case of instruments,&#8221; Such a reply was a com-<pb
                        xml:id="WP.203" n="MY UNFORTUNANE IGNORANCE."/>plete damper to <persName>Mr.
                        Bentham&#8217;s</persName> eloquence on the subject. No two men could well be more opposed
                    to each other than we were, and our whole conversation consisted in this sort of cross-firing.
                    Opposition appeared to be something <persName>Mr. Bentham</persName> was not accustomed to, and
                    my blunt manner gave it still more the zest of novelty. He laughed and rambled to some other
                    subject, to get another such a damper. In my talk there was much want of knowledge and of tact.
                    No man, acquainted with party feelings, or with that sort of minor literary history, which is
                    so much the topic of conversation, I am told, among literary people, could have been guilty of
                    my blunder. He would have known that <persName>Miss Wright</persName> spoke what <persName>Mr.
                        Jeremy Bentham</persName> and his friends wished to be true, and that she was in an
                    especial manner a favourite of his. It was not till I was informed of these things, by
                        <persName>Lord Byron</persName> I believe, that I discovered how very rude I had been, and
                    how much reason <persName>Mr. Bentham</persName> would have to find fault with my want of
                    manners. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter9-29"> &#8220;<q>What do they say of my politics in England?&#8221; was a
                        question <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName> put to me. <q>&#8220;I hear they
                            call me a Carbonaro. I am one. Italy required an alteration in her government, The
                            people were happier and more secure under <persName key="Napoleon1">Napoleon</persName>
                            than under the Austrians; and I blame them, not for their attempt, but their failure.
                            They don&#8217;t hate the Austrians half as much as they <pb xml:id="WP.204"
                                n="BYRON A CARBONARO."/> deserve, and if they did hate them more they would sweep
                            these intruders from their country. In wishing Italy to be free, and the Italians to be
                            united, I am a Carbonaro.</q></q>
                </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter9-30"> &#8220;<q>Persons represent me as a leveller and an infidel, I am neither;
                        and those who vilify me should take care of themselves. I shall not forget them; and I hear
                        that a reverend gentleman, who was accustomed to deal out philippics against me, has got
                        into a worse scrape than ever I did. He was very violent in his declamation, and must have
                        been a detestable hypocrite. Hypocrisy is of all crimes the worst. No man has suffered more
                        than I have from deception, particularly during the unfortunate and unpleasant occurrence
                        with <persName key="LyByron">Lady Byron</persName>. <persName key="SaRomil1818"
                            >&#8212;&#8212;</persName> was supposed to be a man of the very highest integrity; he
                        deceived me at the moment; I placed the greatest confidence in him; but he is dead, and my
                        resentment does not go beyond the grave. I find consolation now in reflecting on such
                        matters; for my conduct has been like the arrow&#8217;s flight, compared to their sinuous
                        serpent-like track.</q>&#8221; </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter9-31"> After my acquaintance with <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName>,
                    he took a great interest in all that concerned the welfare of the working classes, and
                    particularly of the artisans. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter9-32"> &#8220;<q>I have lately read,&#8221; he said on one occasion, &#8220;of an
                        institution recently established in London for the instruction of mechanics. I highly
                        approve <pb xml:id="WP.205" n="A FRIEND TO EDUCATION."/> of this, and intend to subscribe
                            50<hi rend="italic">l</hi>. to it, but I shall accompany the order for the money with a
                        letter giving my opinion on the subject. I am always apprehensive schemes of this
                        description are intended to dupe people, and unless all the offices in such an institution
                        are filled with real practical mechanics, the working classes will soon find themselves
                        deceived. If they permit any but mechanics to have the direction of their affairs, they
                        will only become the tools of others. The real working man will soon be ousted, and his
                        more cunning pretended friends will take possession and reap all the benefits. It gives me
                        pleasure to think what a mass of natural intellect this will call into action; if the plan
                        succeed, and I firmly hope it may, the ancient aristocracy of England will be secure for
                        ages to come. The most useful and numerous body of people in the nation will then judge for
                        themselves, and when properly informed will judge correctly. There is not on earth a more
                        honourable body of men than the English nobility, and there is no system of government
                        under which life and property are better secured than under the British constitution.</q>
                </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter9-33"> &#8220;<q>The mechanics and working classes who can maintain their
                        families, are in my opinion the happiest body of men. Poverty is wretchedness; but it is
                        perhaps to be preferred to the heartless unmeaning dissipation of the higher <pb
                            xml:id="WP.206" n="RECEPTION AT ANATOLICA."/> orders. I am thankful I am now entirely
                        clear of this, and my resolution to remain clear of it for the rest of my life shall be
                        immutable.</q>
                </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter9-34"> &#8220;<q>The Greeks on the continent,&#8221; said <persName key="LdByron"
                            >Lord Byron</persName>, &#8220;follow the Turkish custom in welcoming strangers, and
                        when I arrived at Anatolica, they fired their carbines with ball so close to my head, that
                        I thought there was no possibility of escaping. I expected to be shot, and though I laughed
                        heartily, was a little frightened at first. I was delighted however with the people, they
                        themselves seemed so delighted. Anatolica is an unhealthy swamp, like Missolonghi. Greece,
                        generally, is like every half-cleared, half-cultivated country, not very healthy. To remain
                        in such places as Missolonghi or Anatolica during the summer is almost certain death. When
                        the campaign opens in May, we will take to the mountains; there we shall enjoy freedom and
                        escape disease.</q>&#8221; </p>

                <p xml:id="chaper9-35"> This is what <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName> frequently said
                    to me on the subject of religion:&#8212; </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter9-36"> &#8220;<q>I have both been annoyed and amused by numerous attacks on my
                        religious opinions, and with the conversations about them. It is really astonishing how
                        these <hi rend="italic">Religionists</hi> persecute. No situation in life secures a man
                        from their importunities. Under a pretence of being greatly apprehensive for our eternal
                        welfare, if we do not follow their <hi rend="italic">dictum</hi>, they persecute us in
                        every <pb xml:id="WP.207" n="ATTACKS OF THE RELIGIONISTS."/> way possible. True religion
                        teaches man humility, charity, kindness, and every good act. Professing religion is now
                        become quite a trade. Thousands sally forth to escape from labour, without the least claim
                        either by education, character, or station in society, and assume the character of
                        teachers. They embrace different opinions, and are continually bellowing damnation against
                        each other. All join to crush liberal sentiments; they have sworn a bond against that
                        charity which thinketh no evil; and they will remain in this disposition until the bulk of
                        mankind think for themselves. As long as they are so ignorant as to be credulous, there
                        will always be impostors to profit by their credulity. It would fill a volume to record the
                        manner in which I have been attacked. I am sure that no man reads the Bible with more
                        pleasure than I do; I read a chapter every day, and in a short time shall be able to beat
                        the Canters with their own weapons. Most of them are like the Catholics, who place the
                            <persName>Virgin Mary</persName> before <persName>Christ</persName>, and
                            <persName>Christ</persName> before God; only they have substituted the <persName
                            key="StPaul">Apostle Paul</persName> for the <persName>Virgin</persName>, and they
                        place him above <persName>Jesus</persName>, and <persName>Jesus</persName> above the
                        Almighty.</q>
                </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter9-37"> &#8220;<q>Clergymen ought to possess a perfect knowledge of astronomy; no
                        science expands the mind so much; it does away with narrow ideas. A moral character is
                        requisite in clergymen above all <pb xml:id="WP.208" n="RELIGIOUS OPINIONS."/> other men,
                        and if they cannot give that comfort they pretend to have a wish to give, they have at
                        least no right to impress on the mind of their followers such damning anathemas. This is
                        cruel, wicked, and unjust&#8212;man cannot progress beyond his ideas, as they enlarge, he
                        becomes more liberal and less persecuting. All men believe in the great first cause, which
                        we call Almighty God. Love of life is fear of death, or of annihilation, and therefore we
                        hope to enjoy eternal life. The liberal principles of Christianity, what
                            <persName>Christ</persName> taught,&#8212;mind, I say what <persName>Christ</persName>
                        taught,&#8212;I have no doubt would be conducive to the happiness of the world; but the
                        system of ramming opinions down our throats does harm to the cause, which the fanatical
                        preachers endeavour to support.*</q>
                </p>

                <note place="foot">
                    <p xml:id="WP.208-1"> * In support of what is said in the text, I subjoin here an extract from
                        a letter written to me by <persName key="JaKenne1827">Mr. Kennedy</persName>, the gentleman
                        who has been so much spoken of from his religious discussion with <persName key="LdByron"
                            >Lord Byron</persName>:&#8212; </p>
                    <p xml:id="WP.208-2">
                        <q>&#8220;During his (<persName>Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName>) residence in Cephalonia, I
                            had many long and interesting conversations with his Lordship on religion; and although
                            I was not successful in bringing over his Lordship to those views of religion which I
                            believe to be just, yet I conceive that the publication of our conversations will be
                            favourably received by the public, who will naturally be pleased to know what such a
                            celebrated man said of religion, and what was said to him on that subject. The object
                            of my work will be to present a true and faithful picture of his Lordship, as far as I
                            saw it myself, or others saw it, on whose authority I can safely rely. It will prove
                            that his Lordship, if not</q>
                    </p>
                </note>
                <pb xml:id="WP.209" n="RELIGIOUS OPINIONS."/>

                <p xml:id="chapter9-38"> &#8220;<q>While at Cephalonia, a gentleman of the name of <persName
                            key="JaKenne1827">Kennedy</persName> was introduced to me; I have a respect for him,
                        and believe him sincere in his professions. He endeavoured to convince me that his ideas of
                        religion were correct. At that time my mind was taken up with many other matters,
                        particularly with Greece. I like to be civil and to give answers to questions which are put
                        to me, although it is not pleasant to be questioned, particularly on abstruse subjects.
                        They require a depth of thought, and such men as I am think deeply. Our minds are filled
                        with ten thousand ideas. I answered <persName>Mr. Kennedy</persName>, therefore, though
                        without any intention of converting him or allowing myself to be converted. I believe even
                        then, though unprepared, I had very often the best of the argument, and now I am sure I
                        could defeat him. He was not a skilful disputant.</q>
                </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter9-39"> &#8220;<q>Even Greece is not to be clear of strife, as respects her
                        religious institutions. I hear that Missionaries are to be introduced before the country is
                        cleared of the enemy, and religious disputes are to be added to the other sources of <note
                            place="foot">
                            <p xml:id="WP.209-1" rend="not-indent">
                                <q>a <hi rend="italic">real Christian</hi>, was not a <hi rend="italic">confirmed
                                        infidel</hi>; that he wished to believe in the truth of Christianity if he
                                    could; that he was not happy in the unsettled opinions which he had respecting
                                    religion; and that latterly he studied the subject more than he was accustomed
                                    to do. It is perhaps necessary to inform you that I am a member of the Church
                                    of Scotland, the fundamental articles of belief of which, are precisely the
                                    same as those contained in the Thirty-nine Articles of the Church of
                                    England.&#8221;</q>
                            </p>
                        </note>
                        <pb xml:id="WP.210" n="CONVERSION OF THE GREEKS."/> discord. How very improper are such
                        proceedings&#8212;nothing could be more impolitic; it will cause ill blood throughout the
                        country, and very possibly be the means of again bringing Greece under the Turkish yoke.
                        Can it be supposed that the Greek Priesthood, who have great influence and even power, will
                        tamely submit to see interested self-opinionated foreigners interfere with their flocks? I
                        say again, clear the country, and teach the people, I mean the labouring people, to read
                        and write, and they will judge for themselves.*&#8221; Look at Anatolica, what a beneficial
                        effect was produced there by the fall of a shell fired from the Turkish camp; the shell
                        fell into the Church, and struck a pipe (some depth under the surface) of an ancient
                        aqueduct, entirely unknown to the inhabitants. The Priests took a proper advantage of this
                        to stimulate the Greeks to further resistance; it acted like an electrical shock; the
                        supply of water relieved their wants, and the Priests ascribed it to <note place="foot">
                            <p xml:id="WP.210-1"> * <persName key="LdHarri5">Colonel Stanhope</persName> was one of
                                the persons who seemed most anxious to introduce Missionaries into Greece. One of
                                the persons whom he expressly invited had any thing but a good character. It is not
                                for me to give currency to all the scandalous reports which were in circulation,
                                and therefore I shall be silent. Missionaries, however, are men, and their trifling
                                backslidings, suffering the spirit to be subdued by the flesh, would really be very
                                excusable, were it not that they condemn themselves by their exhortations to
                                others, and by falling so very short of the hypocritical model they hold up to
                                public approbation. </p>
                        </note>
                        <pb xml:id="WP.211" n="OPINIONS OF AMERICA."/> the immediate intervention of the Almighty,
                        and to the purity of the Greek Church. But if Schism had been introduced among the people,
                        every effort of this kind would have been paralysed.</q>&#8221; </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter9-40"> With all <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName>
                    aristocratical prejudices, and it would be the extreme of folly to attribute to him any
                    attachment to democracy, such as it has shewn itself in modern times, he was by no means
                    insensible to all the advantages of liberal institutions. His hatred, however, of any
                    particular form of government, arose not from any deduction of reasoning, but from some
                    palpable evidence of injustice, cruelty, and oppression. His opinions were the results of his
                    feelings, and were what rigid logicians call prejudices. They were formed, as I have often
                    heard him say, though my expressions fall short of his vigorous language, from what he had seen
                    and felt, and not from any theory. He knew, as every man knows, of the astonishing increase and
                    prosperity of the United States of America, and without being able, like <persName
                        key="LdHarri5">Colonel Stanhope</persName>, to expatiate at large on the theory of this
                    prosperity, out of his love to human-kind, he loved the government which, undisturbed by
                    jealousy, allowed its subjects to be free and happy. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter9-41"> &#8220;<q>I wish well,&#8221; he used to say, &#8220;to the United States
                        of America: the government of that country is suitable to the people. The Americans profit
                        very much by the emigration of artisans and me-<pb xml:id="WP.212"
                            n="EGOTISM OF THE AMERICANS."/>chanics, who carry with them, ready formed, that skill
                        it has cost England vast sums of money to bring to perfection. They are children, who
                        profit by the knowledge of their parents, but who are at the same time the victims of their
                        prejudices. They have a fresh country to work on, and the civilization and knowledge of
                        Europe to work with. They have carried with them, however, some of the worst vices of
                        European society, and they have been heightened in the Southern States by a voluptuous
                        climate, and by the facility the people once had of procuring slaves. Though I think the
                        government of America good, because it is the government of the whole people, and adapted
                        to their views, I have no love for America. It is not a country I should like to visit. The
                        Americans, they say, are great egotists. I suppose ail the people of young countries are
                        so. Man must have something to be vain of, and when he has no ancestors in whose fame he
                        may exult, h« must talk and boast of himself. If we had as much communication with the
                        natives of Owhyhee, or with the Indians of the Continent of America, as we have with the
                        inhabitants of the United States, and if we understood their language, we should find them
                        as vain-glorious as the Americans. An Englishman does not boast of himself, because he can
                        always boast of his country. For this he is called a patriot; but if he were to praise
                        himself as much as he praises <pb xml:id="WP.213" n="THEIR SEPARATION FROM ENGLAND."/> his
                        institutions, he would be called an ass. He indulges his vanity, and gets credit for
                        patriotism. Since it is found that the American government works well, in the political
                        slang of the day, the Americans begin to boast of it. In a few years more, when they have
                        produced a score or two of such men as <persName key="GeWashi1799">Washington</persName>,
                            <persName key="BeFrank1790">Franklin</persName>, and <persName key="ThJeffe1826"
                            >Jefferson</persName>, when they can talk with pride of the antiquity of their
                        institutions; when they can exult, perhaps, in some hundred victories, like that of New
                        Orleans, selfishness and egotism will change their meaning, and be merged into a love of
                        their country.</q>
                </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter9-42"> &#8220;<q>On this account I have always thought the mode in which the
                        Americans separated from Great Britain unfortunate for them. It made them despise or reject
                        every thing English. They disinherited themselves of all the historical glory of England;
                        there was nothing left for them to admire or venerate but their own immediate success, and
                        they became egotists, like savages, from wanting a history. The spirit of jealousy and
                        animosity, excited by the contests between England and America, is now subsiding. Should
                        peace continue, prejudices on both sides will gradually decrease. Already the Americans are
                        beginning, I think, to cultivate the antiquities of England, and as they extend their
                        inquiries, they will find other objects of admiration besides themselves. It was of some
                        importance, both for them and for us, that they did not reject <pb xml:id="WP.214"
                            n="BYRON&#8217;S SUPERSTITION."/> our language with our government. Time, I should
                        hope, would approximate the institutions of both countries to one another; and the use of
                        the same language will do more to unite the two nations than if they both had only one
                        king.</q>
                </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter9-43"> &#8220;<q>I would not answer, indeed, for the continuance of the present
                        system of government in America, should that country be involved in long and expensive
                        wars. In any season of distress, the free and slave states will separate. Freedom and
                        slavery cannot dwell under the same roof; to bind them together force is necessary, and
                        nothing but an arbitrary master over both can keep them united.</q>&#8221; </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter9-44">
                    <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName> had some superstitions clinging to him. He
                    believed in presentiments, fatal and fortunate days, and in ghosts. On setting out from Italy
                    for Greece, a storm drove the vessel back; a circumstance which has occurred on numerous
                    occasions, when the voyage has been afterwards happily accomplished, and followed by no
                    disastrous results; but <persName>Lord Byron</persName>, though he is said to have quoted the
                    proverb, that a bad beginning makes a good ending, was made melancholy by a foul wind. This
                    circumstance was often mentioned among his friends at Missolonghi. On rallying <persName>Lord
                        Byron</persName> on this subject, and observing that I thought it was very strange a man of
                    his strength of mind should entertain such a vulgar belief as that of the existence of ghosts,
                    he smiled, and re-<pb xml:id="WP.215" n="HIS OPINION OF COUNT GAMBA."/>plied, <q>&#8220;I have
                        from my childhood endeavoured to impress a belief of supernatural causes on my mind. I
                        cannot say why I had such a propensity, nor why it continued so long, but I derive great
                        pleasure from the idea; even now, I actually believe such things may be.&#8221;</q> At this
                    he sighed deeply, and said, <q>&#8220;I have had wonderful presentiments in my time. Hardly any
                        unfortunate circumstance has ever happened to me, of which I have not had some forerunning
                        warning. We can&#8217;t help these things, and can no more account for the existence of one
                        sentiment than for another. I know not why, but I have a particular aversion either to
                        begin or conclude any work on a Friday.&#8221;</q> His opinion concerning <persName
                        key="PiGamba1827">Count Gamba</persName> was another little superstition of <persName>Lord
                        Byron&#8217;s</persName>. He was very partial to the Count, without placing much confidence
                    in him, because he had got a notion that the Count was an unfortunate man, and that whatever he
                    undertook would fail. I was particularly enjoined by <persName>Lord Byron</persName> never to
                    allow the Count to undertake any piece of public service without first acquainting his Lordship
                    with it, and obtaining his approbation. He always expected that the Count would get himself and
                    others into scrapes; whether the Count had or had not ever given <persName>Lord
                        Byron</persName> any reason to form such an opinion, before I was acquainted with them, I
                    know not; but I never saw any thing to justify <pb xml:id="WP.216"
                        n="EXPLANATION OF TALKING NONSENSE."/> it. I believe it was one of those prejudices or
                    presentiments <persName>Lord Byron</persName> liked to indulge, or at least which he never made
                    any effort to control or subdue. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter9-45"> Before my acquaintance with <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName>,
                    I had no idea I should have found him of so very serious a turn. I mentioned to him my surprise
                    at finding him so different from what I had expected. At this he laughed, and said,
                        <q>&#8220;Chicanery is the order of the day; and I always endeavour to converse so as to be
                        agreeable to my visitors. They speak of me as they find me, and as I talk nonsense to them,
                        because it suits them, I have got the reputation of being a romancer. After all, however, I
                        feel relief in talking what you call nonsense to my visitors. I know the world, perhaps,
                        better than you give me credit for, and I am obliged sometimes to endeavour to please a
                        part of it. But who are these persons who call me a trifler? My visitors have been poets,
                        painters, punsters, travellers; all would-be great personages, all triflers themselves,
                        without any pursuit but amusement. They have found me ready to meet them in talking
                        nonsense, because they liked it, but naturally I am of a serious disposition. I love
                        solitude. When I was in Greece before, unpleasant things were said of me, because I mingled
                        so little with other persons; <persName key="JoHobho1869">Mr. Hobhouse</persName> was
                        indeed with me, but we did not agree very well, and were not always to-<pb xml:id="WP.217"
                            n="OPINIONS ON MARRIAGE."/>gether; I have known him a long time, and respect him much,
                        but his disposition and mine were not always alike.&#8221;</q>
                </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter9-46"> There may be some persons able to explain the circumstance I shall now
                    relate; but it seems to have no other interest than to excite conjectures as to its cause.
                        <q>&#8220;I was once,&#8221; said <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName>, &#8220;in
                        company with the late <persName key="QuCaroline">Queen Caroline</persName>; I was sitting
                        on her right hand, and another young nobleman was sitting on her left. All of a sudden she
                        burst into tears, and I never could divine the cause. There is no accounting for
                        women&#8217;s tears. She might have been thinking of her situation, and the neglect and
                        injuries she had experienced might all at once have rushed into her mind. She was an
                        unhappy woman, and much to be pitied, particularly in her latter days, when she was made
                        the tool of a party.</q>
                </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter9-47"> &#8220;There are so many undefinable, and nameless, and not-to-be named
                    causes of dislike, aversion, and disgust, in the matrimonial state, that it is always
                    impossible for the public, or the best friends of the parties, to judge between man and wife.
                    Their&#8217;s is a relation about which nobody but themselves can form a correct idea, or have
                    any right to speak. As long as neither party commits gross injustice towards the other; as long
                    as neither the woman nor the man is guilty of any offence which is injurious to the community;
                    as long as the husband provides for his offspring, and secures the pub-<pb xml:id="WP.218"
                        n="HIS RESPECT FOR LADY BYRON."/>lic against the dangers arising from their neglected
                    education, or from the charge of supporting them; by what right does it censure him for ceasing
                    to dwell under the same roof with a woman, who is to him, because he knows her, while others do
                    not, an object of loathing? Can any thing be more monstrous than for the public voice to compel
                    individuals who dislike each other to continue their cohabitation? This is at least the effect
                    of its interfering with a relationship, of which it has no possible means of judging. It does
                    not indeed drag a man to a woman&#8217;s bed by physical force; but it does exert a moral force
                    continually and effectively to accomplish the same purpose. Nobody can escape this force but
                    those who are too high, or those who are too low, for public opinion to reach; or those
                    hypocrites, who are, before others, the loudest in their approbation of the empty and unmeaning
                    forms of society, that they may securely indulge all their propensities in secret. I have
                    suffered amazingly from this interference; for though I set it at defiance, I was neither too
                    high nor too low to be reached by it, and I was not hypocrite enough to guard myself from its
                    consequences. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter9-48"> &#8220;What do they say of my family affairs in England, <persName
                        key="WiParry1859">Parry</persName>? My story, I suppose, like other minor events,
                    interested the people for a day, and was then forgotten?&#8221; I replied, no; I thought, owing
                    to the very great interest the public took in him, <pb xml:id="WP.219"
                        n="DISLIKE TO SPEAK OF HIS FAMILY AFFAIRS."/> it was still remembered and talked about. I
                    mentioned that it was generally supposed a difference of religious sentiments between him and
                        <persName key="LyByron">Lady Byron</persName> had caused the public breach. <q>&#8220;No,
                            <persName>Parry</persName>,&#8221; was the reply; &#8220;<persName>Lady
                            Byron</persName> has a liberal mind, particularly as to religious opinions; and I wish,
                        when I married her, that I had possessed the same command over myself that I now do. Had I
                        possessed a little more wisdom, and more forbearance, we might have been happy. I wished,
                        when I was first married, to have remained in the country, particularly till my pecuniary
                        embarrassments were over. I knew the society of London; I knew the characters of many of
                        those who are called ladies, with whom <persName>Lady Byron</persName> would necessarily
                        have to associate, and I dreaded her contact with them; but I have too much of my mother
                        about me to be dictated to; I like freedom from constraint; I hate artificial regulations;
                        my conduct has always been dictated by my own feelings, and <persName>Lady Byron</persName>
                        was quite the creature of rules. She was not permitted either to ride, or run, or walk, but
                        as the physician prescribed. She was not suffered to go out when I wished to go; and then
                        the old house was a mere ghost-house; I dreamed of ghosts, and thought of them waking. It
                        was an existence I could not support.&#8221;</q> Here <persName>Lord Byron</persName> broke
                    off abruptly, saying, <q>&#8220;I hate to speak of my family affairs; though I have been
                        compelled to talk nonsense concerning them to some of my butterfly <pb xml:id="WP.220"
                            n="HIS GUSTS OF PASSION."/> visitors, glad on any terms to get rid of their
                        importunities. I long to be again on the mountains. I am fond of solitude, and should never
                        talk nonsense if I always found plain men to talk to.&#8221;</q>
                </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter9-49">
                    <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName> was subject to violent gusts of passion; but they
                    were merely gusts, and I never saw him do any mischief while under their influence. I heard him
                    make use of many threats, and I do not know, on one or two occasions, that he might not have
                    carried them into execution, but for my interference. When very much annoyed, he would rise,
                    stamp with his foot on the ground, and on one or two occasions he even threatened to have
                    recourse to his pistols. This was not his natural state; and it was only when he was goaded, as
                    I have already described, that he gave way to these ungovernable out-breakings. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter9-50"> He was very fond of making jokes, both practical and others, as they
                    relieved his mind, he said, and took off his attention from unpleasant thoughts. He had the
                    greatest stock of quaint sayings and phrases of any man I ever met with; of the different
                    languages and terms used by soldiers, sailors, tradesmen, and other classes of men, or of what
                    is called slang, he was quite a master. I knew a great number of such words from having been
                    either a sailor or a soldier nearly all my life; but he knew as many as I did in my own
                    profession, and a great many used in other professions, of which I knew nothing. Much of his
                        conversa-<pb xml:id="WP.221" n="HIS OPINIONS OF SOME AUTHORS."/>tion with me was carried on
                    in sea-phrases, and he made me always use them. Even in telling him any little anecdotes I
                    knew, or adventures which had happened to me, such as that of <persName key="JeBenth1832">Mr.
                        Bentham&#8217;s</persName> cruise, he always insisted on my using none but sea terms, and
                    probably he found greater pleasure in the circumstance than my readers may have found, from the
                    manner in which he compelled me to state it. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter9-51">
                    <persName>Lord Byron</persName> was rather partial to questioning me about what books I read,
                    and what books I liked to read, and if I read poetry. I used to reply, as the fact is, that I
                    had very little time to read, and having no library, when I had time, I read what fell in my
                    way; that I liked <persName key="WiShake1616">Shakspeare</persName>&#8212;<persName>Billy
                        Shakspeare</persName> as I called him, whom none of the moderns were ever likely to equal.
                    &#8220;However high,&#8221; said I, &#8220;your Lordship and others may come, you will never
                    quite reach <persName>Billy</persName>.&#8221; &#8220;There you are quite right, old boy; but
                    do you never read any modern book?&#8221; &#8220;Oh, yes;&#8212;I have read some of your works;
                        <name type="title" key="LdByron.Juan">Don Juan</name> for example, and there is nothing in
                    that which pleases people of my description so well, or of which I have heard so much, as the
                    shipwreck; that is something we mechanics and the working classes understand. Just before I
                    left England, too, I read a book that I liked very much; it was called <name type="title"
                        key="RoSouth1843.Wat">Wat Tyler</name>.&#8221; <q>&#8220;That&#8217;s <persName
                            key="RoSouth1843">Southey&#8217;s</persName>,&#8221; said his Lordship, &#8220;it is
                        the best <pb xml:id="WP.222" n="HIS ARDENT CURIOSITY."/> thing he ever wrote.&#8221;
                        &#8220;But have you never read any of <persName key="WaScott">Sir Walter
                            Scott&#8217;s</persName> novels?&#8221;</q> &#8220;No, my Lord, I have had something
                    else to do.&#8221; <q>&#8220;I have a great respect for <persName>Sir Walter</persName>, but I
                        have read enough to know how much of his works are his own property, and how much he takes
                        from others. No author is more successful in appropriation. We who live at this late period
                        of the world are all plagiarists; I have been loudly accused of being one, but I am sure I
                        never deserved it half as much as <persName>Sir Walter</persName>. For him, however, I have
                        a high respect, and I shall never, I am sure, act otherwise towards him than in a friendly
                        manner.&#8221;</q> &#8220;Ah,&#8221; I replied, &#8220;I see you all shift a plank
                    occasionally.&#8221; &#8220;Shift a plank; what do you mean?&#8221; &#8220;Why, leave the
                    scantling and the moulding, and the form, and put in a piece of new or old stuff that was not
                    intended for that place.&#8221; &#8220;This is too true,&#8221; said <persName>Lord
                        Byron</persName>, laughing at my comparing plagiarism to the repairs of an old ship. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter9-52">
                    <persName>Lord Byron</persName> had an insatiable curiosity, and was always making inquiries.
                    He made me tell him every little incident of my life, and this sometimes led him to make
                    remarks which I recollect very well. When I was in Virginia, in America, for example, I
                    remember having an adventure with some of the deserters from the British army in Canada. I do
                    not choose to be more particular here, as it may implicate individuals; I shall merely observe
                    that desertion and treachery had <pb xml:id="WP.223" n="OPINION OF THE IRISH."/> found their
                    proper rewards, and were left in beggary and want; but mentioning this circumstance, led
                        <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName> to make the following observation. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter9-53"> &#8220;<q>Why did not the Americans take the Canadas?</q>&#8221;
                        &#8220;<q>They would have done it,&#8221; I replied, &#8220;but, for the great loyalty of
                        the Scotch and French Canadians. The Irish in Canada were not to be trusted; they never had
                        patience to make many improvements, and the instant they had cleared the land, and could
                        sell it, they did so, and went to the United States of America.</q>
                </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter9-54"> &#8220;<q>The low Irish,&#8221; said <persName key="LdByron">Lord
                            Byron</persName>, &#8220;are never to be trusted. Fortunately, however, they are like
                        the rattle-snake, they give you warning before they bite; they always have a means of
                        letting you know they mean to deceive you. I know Ireland produces many clever men; but the
                        rabble are deceitful and cunning. In a century, perhaps, the Irish may approximate in their
                        manners to the English, and then we shall hardly know any difference between the two
                        people. In any great national contest, I would place the English in the centre, the Welsh
                        on the right, and the Scotch on the left; the Irish I would place in the front, and then I
                        am sure they would not deceive me; I should then have no fear of the result: but if they
                        were mixed with the others, and a battle were to take place with some great foreign power,
                        I should not know on what to calculate.</q>&#8221; </p>

                <pb xml:id="WP.224" n="COOKE THE ACTOR."/>

                <p xml:id="chapter9-55"> I mentioned to <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName> that I had
                    lodged at the same house in New York, in which the celebrated actor, <persName
                        key="GeCooke1812">Cooke</persName>, died; and that he lamented loudly his unhappy fate, in
                    dying far away from his native land. <q> &#8220;I knew <persName>Cooke</persName> very
                        well,&#8221; said <persName>Lord Byron</persName>; &#8220;he was the greatest genius of an
                        actor I ever saw. I think <persName key="EdKean1833">Kean</persName> is a great man, but
                            <persName>Cooke</persName> was much his superior. He had very great natural talents,
                        but they had never been properly cultivated. With half the education <persName
                            key="JoKembl1823">John Kemble</persName> had received, and half the care he took of
                        himself, he would have been the very first actor of the day.&#8221;</q>
                </p>
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            <div xml:id="chap.10" type="chapter" n="Chapter X">
                <pb xml:id="WP.225"/>

                <l rend="chapter"> CHAPTER X. </l>
                <l rend="title">
                    <persName>LORD BYRON</persName>, <persName>COLONEL STANHOPE</persName>, AND <persName>MR.
                        BENTHAM</persName>.</l>

                <p xml:id="chapter10-1a" rend="hang-indent">Reasons for noticing <persName>Colonel
                        Stanhope&#8217;s</persName> attack on <persName>Lord Byron</persName>&#8212;Nature of this
                    attack&#8212;Probable reason why <persName>Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> Friends have not
                    defended him&#8212;Circumstances of the case&#8212;<persName>Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName>
                    reasons for his conduct&#8212;His attacks on <persName>Mr. Bentham</persName>&#8212;Their
                        amount&#8212;<persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName> anxious to obtain <persName>Mr.
                        Bentham</persName>&#8217;s favour&#8212;Source of the Greek Committee&#8217;s want of
                    confidence in <persName>Lord Byron</persName>&#8212;Unjustifiable time of <persName>Colonel
                        Stanhope&#8217;s</persName> attack&#8212;Criterion for deciding betwixt
                        them&#8212;<persName>Colonel Stanhope&#8217;s</persName> expenses in Greece&#8212;To what
                    purpose directed&#8212;His unpleasant interference&#8212;Wants to rule in Greece&#8212;What he
                    effected&#8212;Comparison between the consequences of his Departure and <persName>Lord
                        Byron&#8217;s</persName> Loss&#8212;Consistency of the two Gentlemen&#8212;<persName>Lord
                        Byron</persName> only zealous for the Welfare of Greece&#8212;His Faults traced to his
                    birth and education&#8212;Apology for some of his Errors. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter10-1" rend="not-indent">
                    <hi rend="small-caps">I should</hi> never have thought of bringing the gentlemen mentioned at
                    the head of this chapter before the reader in juxta-position, but for the fact of <persName
                        key="LdHarri5">Colonel Stanhope</persName> having laboured to cast a considerable degree of
                    censure on <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName>, chiefly, as it appears to me, because
                    he was not an admirer of <persName key="JeBenth1832">Mr. Bentham</persName>. Knowing, as I do,
                    the circumstances on which <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName> differed with <persName>Lord
                        Byron</persName>, and knowing the <pb xml:id="WP.226"
                        n="TO WHOM THE REMARKS ARE ADDRESSED."/> opinions of the latter, both with regard to
                        <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName> and <persName>Mr. Bentham</persName>, I think it
                    becomes me who was honoured by <persName>Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> confidence, to vindicate
                    his memory even from the slight imputation of not respecting the Westminster philosopher. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter10-2"> With a large class of the community, I am aware <persName key="LdByron"
                        >Lord Byron</persName> needs, on this account, no vindication. Either from not knowing
                        <persName>Mr. Bentham</persName>, or from not understanding his works, they completely
                    share <persName>Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> opinions, and, like him, rather ridicule
                        <persName>Mr. Bentham&#8217;s</persName> oddities than discuss his principles. With them,
                    therefore, it will be no disparagement to <persName>Lord Byron</persName>, that he differed
                    with his friend <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName> on this subject. But this class of
                    persons are opposed to <persName>Lord Byron</persName> on almost every other point. They are
                    not partial to those general principles for which he wrote and fought; neither do I suppose
                    that he would be extremely anxious to secure their good opinion. It is not to them, therefore,
                    I address these few observations; I appeal, on the contrary, to those who admire the principles
                        <persName>Mr. Bentham</persName> advocates. I would justify the poet of liberal principles
                    in the minds of those who worship at the shrine of liberty, from the imputation of wanting
                    proper respect for the philosopher whom they place at the <pb xml:id="WP.227"
                        n="DISPUTES BETWEEN BYRON AND STANHOPE."/> head of their party. I speak to those who
                    reason, rather than to those who laugh; and I hope to convince them, that
                        <persName>Byron</persName> was less to blame than those unreflecting friends of an old man,
                    who will thrust him and his principles, which they do not understand, before the world in an
                    unfavourable light. <persName>Lord Byron</persName> laughed at their intemperate zeal, and the
                    ridiculous appearance of their apostle, but he died in defence of those principles about which
                    they have the great merit of incessantly talking. At the same time, I do not know that it would
                    be necessary for me to say a single word on this subject, had not <persName>Colonel
                        Stanhope&#8217;s</persName> letter, in which, he censures <persName>Lord Byron</persName>,
                    been quoted in the newspapers, and by that means obtained a degree of circulation far beyond
                    what it would have received had it been confined to the Colonel&#8217;s own book. On this
                    account it has become injurious to <persName>Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> name, and deserves
                    my notice. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter10-3"> Another reason for mentioning <persName key="LdHarri5">Colonel
                        Stanhope</persName> in juxta-position with <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName>
                    is, that these two gentlemen differed very much in their opinions and conduct, as to Greece. I
                    have already more than once alluded to their disputes; and if <persName>Colonel
                        Stanhope</persName> was right, we must condemn <persName>Lord Byron</persName>. The Greek
                        Com-<pb xml:id="WP.228" n="NATURE OF THE ACCUSATION."/>mittee have thanked the former, and
                    have thus tacitly censured the latter. In bringing the two before the reader, I wish him to
                    decide betwixt them. I had to choose my party on the spot; and I do not pretend to be
                    impartial, for I never sided with <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName>. He was nothing, but as
                    the agent of the Greek Committee; and the public opinion of the conduct of that body will, of
                    course, depend on the opinion formed of the conduct of their agent. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter10-4"> In the volume entitled &#8220;<name type="title" key="LdHarri5.Greece"
                        >Greece in 1823 and 1824, being a series of letters and other documents</name>, &amp;c.
                    &amp;c., by the Honourable <persName key="LdHarri5">Colonel Stanhope</persName>,&#8221; there
                    is, in one of the letters, the following passage:&#8212;<q>&#8220;<persName>Capt.
                            York</persName>, of the Alacrity, a ten-gun brig, came on shore a few days ago, to
                        demand an equivalent for an Ionian boat that had been taken in the act of going out of the
                        Gulf of Lepanto with provisions, arms, &amp;c. The Greek fleet, at that time, blockaded the
                        harbour with five brigs, and the Turks had fourteen vessels of war in the Gulf. The Captain
                        maintained, that the British government recognised no blockade that was not efficient, and
                        that that efficiency depended on the numerical superiority of cannon. On this principle,
                        without going at all into the merits of the case, he demanded restitution of the property.
                            <persName key="AlMavro1865">Prince Mavrocordato</persName>
                        <pb xml:id="WP.229" n="COLONEL STANHOPE&#8217;S LETTER"/> remonstrated, and offered to
                        submit the case to the decision of the British government; but the Captain peremptorily
                        demanded restitution of the property in four hours. He received 200 dollars as an
                        equivalent. <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName> conducted the business in behalf
                        of the Captain. In the evening he conversed with me on the subject; I said the affair was
                        conducted in a bullying manner, and not according to the principles of equity and the law
                        of nations. His Lordship started into a passion. He contended, that law justice, and equity
                        had nothing to do with politics. That may be; but I will never lend myself to injustice.
                        His Lordship then began, according to custom, to attack <persName key="JeBenth1832">Mr.
                            Bentham</persName>. I said, that it was highly illiberal to make personal attacks on
                            <persName>Mr. Bentham</persName> before a friend who held him in high estimation. He
                        said, that he only attacked his public principles, which were mere theories, but
                        dangerous;&#8212;injurious to Spain, and calculated to do great mischief in Greece. I did
                        not object to his Lordship&#8217;s attacking <persName>Mr. B.&#8217;s</persName>
                        principles; what I objected to were his personalities. His Lordship never reasoned on any
                        of <persName>Mr. B.&#8217;s</persName> writings, but merely made sport of them. I would,
                        therefore, ask him what it was that he objected to. <persName>Lord Byron</persName>
                        mentioned his Panopticon as visionary. I said that ex-<pb xml:id="WP.230"
                            n="COLONEL STANHOPE S LETTER."/>perience in Pennsylvania, at Milbank, &amp;c., had
                        proved it otherwise. I said that <persName>Bentham</persName> had a truly British heart;
                        but that <persName>Lord Byron</persName>, after professing liberal principles from his
                        boyhood, had, when called upon to act, proved himself a Turk.&#8212;<persName>Lord
                            Byron</persName> asked, what proofs have you of this?&#8212;Your conduct in
                        endeavouring to crush the press, by declaiming against it to
                            <persName>Mavrocordato</persName>, and your general abuse of liberal
                            principles.&#8212;<persName>Lord Byron</persName> said, that if he had held up his
                        finger he could have crushed the press.&#8212;I replied, with all this power, which, by the
                        way, you never possessed, you went to the Prince and poisoned his ear.&#8212;<persName>Lord
                            Byron</persName> declaimed against the liberals whom he knew.&#8212;But what liberals?
                        I asked; did he borrow his notions of free-men from the Italians?&#8212;<persName>Lord
                            Byron</persName>. No; from the <persName key="LeHunt">Hunts</persName>, <persName
                            key="JoCartw1824">Cartwrights</persName>, &amp;c.&#8212;And still, said I, you
                        presented <persName>Cartwright&#8217;s</persName> Reform Bill, and aided
                            <persName>Hunt</persName>, by praising his poetry, and giving him the sale of your
                            works.&#8212;<persName>Lord Byron</persName> exclaimed, you are worse than <persName
                            key="JoWilso1854">Wilson</persName>, and should quit the army.&#8212;I replied, I am a
                        mere soldier, but never will I abandon my principles. Our principles are diametrically
                        opposite, so let us avoid the subject. If <persName>Lord Byron</persName> acts up to his
                        professions, he will be the greatest;&#8212;if not, the meanest of mankind.&#8212;He said,
                        he hoped his character did not <pb xml:id="WP.231" n="LORD BYRON NOT DEFENDED."/> depend on
                        my assertions.&#8212;No, said I, your genius has immortalized you. The worst could not
                        deprive you of fame.&#8212;<persName>Lord Byron</persName>. Well, you shall see; judge me
                        by my acts. When he wished me good night, I took up the light to conduct him to the
                        passage, but he said, What! hold up a light to a Turk!&#8221;</q>
                </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter10-5"> This is one paragraph of several in <persName key="LdHarri5">Colonel
                        Stanhope&#8217;s</persName> book, in which the conduct of <persName key="LdHarri5">Lord
                        Byron</persName> is sharply censured; and, to me, it seems very hard that his fair fame
                    should suffer, after his death, by the attacks of such a man as I take <persName>Colonel
                        Stanhope</persName> to be. I am told, also, that what he has published is trifling,
                    compared to what he says. Among his associates must be some who were <persName>Lord
                        Byron&#8217;s</persName> friends; and they, I should think, would defend him from these
                    verbal calumnies. That they have not cleared him from this published attack, arises, probably,
                    from the impossibility of their doing it without, in some measure, condemning the Greek
                    Committee. Either they are members of this committee, or they wish on some other grounds to see
                    its fame unsullied; and the task of defending <persName>Lord Byron</persName> has fallen on me,
                    because I also know the circumstances of the case, and have no motive to conceal the truth. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter10-6"> The first imputation against <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName>
                    is, <pb xml:id="WP.232" n="LORD BYRON NOT GUILTY OF BULLYING."/> that the business was
                    conducted (by him) in a bullying manner; implying that <persName>Lord Byron</persName>
                    supported <persName>Captain York</persName> in his unjust claims, and supported them in a
                    bullying manner. I had not then arrived in Greece, and know the circumstances only from what
                        <persName>Lord Byron</persName> told me. It is true, that <persName>Captain York</persName>
                    demanded restitution; and, with that promptness which distinguishes the negotiations of our
                    seamen, he fixed the hour beyond which he would not wait. He might be in error, as to the laws
                    of nations, and be ignorant of equity, as <persName key="LdHarri5">Colonel Stanhope</persName>
                    says he was, but there can be no doubt that he was instructed to make the demand. If there were
                    any <hi rend="italic">bullying</hi>, it was by the British government, one of whose most
                    obedient servants, not to say humble slaves, is <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName>. The
                    money which was paid as the equivalent for the restitution came from the pocket of
                        <persName>Lord Byron</persName>. The person with whom the negotiation was conducted was
                        <persName key="AlMavro1865">Prince Mavrocordato</persName>, <persName>Lord
                        Byron&#8217;s</persName> friend, and <persName>Colonel Stanhope&#8217;s</persName>
                    opponent; so that <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName> requires us to believe <persName>Lord
                        Byron</persName> defended the injustice of the British government, and behaved in a
                    bullying manner to his friend, that he might pay away his own money; and that the opponent of
                    his friend afterwards remonstrated with him for bully-<pb xml:id="WP.233"
                        n="MOTIVES FOR HIS CONDUCT."/>ing, at which he flew into a passion. That there was a
                    violent dispute between <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName> and <persName>Lord
                        Byron</persName> I know; but that the Colonel has given a fair report of it seems
                    inconsistent, both with human nature generally, and the particular character of <persName>Lord
                        Byron</persName>. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter10-7">
                    <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> motives for counselling the restitution,
                    and his reasoning on the subject, as he explained them to me, were as
                        follows:&#8212;<q>&#8220;The Greeks are not recognised as an independent power; they are
                        insurgents. The government of Great Britain has not acknowledged them as an independent
                        nation, and does not admit their right to blockade and make war. Whatever may be my
                        opinions as to this part of the conduct of our government, and however much I think the
                        principles of politics have nothing whatever to do with either law, justice, or equity,
                        these are things I cannot alter; I must take them as I find them. The British Government is
                        resolved to act in this manner, and I have only to consider how I can extract for the
                        Greeks the greatest advantages out of this manner of acting. If the possessions of the
                        British Government were as far off as China, I should laugh at its folly; but it happens
                        unfortunately that this Government possesses the country where alone we can find a market
                        for our cattle, the only produce we have to sell, and that country <pb xml:id="WP.234"
                            n="COLONEL STANHOPE&#8217;S SELF-PRAISE"/> is the only place whence we can procure our
                        most necessary supplies. If this Government either cut off these supplies, or attack us, we
                        have no means of resistance, and must fall a prey either to it, if it carry its cupidity so
                        far, or to the Turks. Knowing this, I counselled restitution, not because it was just, for
                        as I say justice has nothing to do with politics, but because it was expedient for us to do
                        so. <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName>, who seems rather fond of thrusting his friends
                        into danger, would have had us resist <persName>Captain York&#8217;s</persName> demand, but
                        whatever <persName key="AlMavro1865">Prince Mavrocordato</persName> might think of the
                        justice of the measure, and however he might argue with his wily ingenuity against it to
                        the Captain, he was aware of the policy of compliance; and I advanced the money which saved
                        Greece from the anger of the Ionian Government.&#8221;</q>
                </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter10-8"> The only bullying in the case, therefore, which <persName key="LdHarri5"
                        >Colonel Stanhope</persName> has attributed to <persName key="LdByron">Lord
                        Byron</persName>, was the act of his own master, whose power the Greeks could not resist.
                        <persName>Lord Byron</persName> seeing that resistance would cause damage, if not
                    destruction, advised submission. That his advice was high-minded, I will not say; but I am sure
                    it was prudent. <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName>, seeing only the abstraction called
                    justice, and having nothing to lose whichever way the question might be decided, was against
                    submission. If we allow his to have been <pb xml:id="WP.235" n="BYRON AND MR. BENTHAM."/> the
                    most <hi rend="italic">virtuous</hi> resolve, the course recommended by
                        <persName>Byron</persName> was certainly the most useful. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter10-9"> After <persName key="LdHarri5">Colonel Stanhope</persName> has finished
                    this part of his attack on <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName>, he commends himself:
                        <q>&#8220;I will never lend myself to injustice.&#8221;</q> Herein, however, he shews
                    himself only half a Benthamite, and that he has still a lingering for the praise of sympathy,
                    so much reprobated by his teacher. Little as I know of the matter, I can tell him that
                        <persName key="JeBenth1832">Mr. Bentham</persName> would not, on principle, have regarded
                    an assent to that which was most expedient as lending one&#8217;s self to an act of injustice.
                    Whatever else <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName> may have done, I know he bearded the
                    distressed people he went to assist. <persName>Lord Byron</persName>, I am sure, never bullied
                    the Greeks, either on his own account, or on account of <persName>Colonel
                        Stanhope&#8217;s</persName> masters. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter10-10"> The next imputation which <persName key="LdHarri5">Colonel
                        Stanhope</persName> throws out against <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName> is,
                    that he made personal attacks on <persName key="JeBenth1832">Mr. Bentham</persName>. After the
                    little anecdote I have already related of <persName>Mr. Bentham</persName>, and when it is
                    universally admitted, even by his warmest admirers, that <hi rend="italic">his</hi> writings,
                    whatever <persName key="EtDumon1829">Mr. Dumont&#8217;s</persName> may be, are scarcely
                    readable, I must say, I think the only way in which a man of <persName>Lord
                        Byron&#8217;s</persName> extraordinary powers could treat the world-reforming pretensions
                    of <persName>Mr. Bentham</persName>, was by laughing at them. </p>

                <pb xml:id="WP.236" n="COLONEL STANHOPE&#8217;S FLATTERY"/>

                <p xml:id="chapter10-11"> On this point also they were only on a par. <persName key="JeBenth1832"
                        >Mr. Bentham</persName> has no more respect for poets, than <persName key="LdByron">Lord
                        Byron</persName> had for reformers and philosophers. He censures them whenever he has an
                    opportunity, though it is probable that in this warfare the poet had the advantage, and that
                    the philosopher&#8217;s friends were made to feel his vulnerability. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter10-12"> But by whom and to whom was the accusation made, that <persName
                        key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName> did not respect <persName key="JeBenth1832">Mr.
                        Bentham</persName>? By a person anxious to retain his friendship, to another person equally
                    anxious to stand well with him. It is well known that <persName>Mr. Bentham</persName> is
                    ambitious of being the founder of a sect; he is the patron of two or three small societies; and
                    of a number of nascent philosophers. Every naval or military hero who diverges from the paths
                    of routine and discipline, and talks and writes of politics and reform, seeks encouragement
                    from him. <persName key="LdHarri5">Colonel Stanhope</persName> on this ground seems to have
                    been desirous of obtaining his countenance and patronage, and naturally, therefore, wrote to
                        <persName key="JoBowri1872">Mr. Bowring</persName>, who was already the <hi rend="italic"
                        >prot&#233;g&#233;</hi> of <persName>Mr. Bentham</persName>, how warmly he had defended him
                    from the attacks of <persName>Lord Byron</persName>. All this is very well, however much the
                    zealous defender may have exaggerated the statements; and as these letters were shewn to
                        <persName>Mr. Bentham</persName>, or he was told their contents, they might in this respect
                    answer Colonel <pb xml:id="WP.237" n="HIS PRAISE OF MR. BENTHAM."/>
                    <persName>Stanhope&#8217;s</persName> purpose. I see in this nothing but a very common example
                    of a man flattering himself indirectly into the good graces of a great man. In
                        <persName>Colonel Stanhope&#8217;s</persName> book, there are abundant examples of the same
                    method of insinuating one&#8217;s self into favour. In one letter to <persName>Mr.
                        Bowring</persName>, to be of course shewn to <persName>Mr. Bentham</persName>, the latter
                    is called <q>&#8220;the <hi rend="italic">finest genius of the most enlightened
                        age</hi>,&#8212;the <hi rend="italic">immortal</hi> Bentham,&#8221;</q>&#8212;p. 55. Had
                        <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName> confined his remarks to his letters, he might have
                    disputed with his dear friend <persName>Mr. Bowring</persName> for the patronage of the
                    philosopher, and nobody else would have cared one atom about the matter. But when he <hi
                        rend="italic">publishes</hi> his defence of <persName>Mr. Bentham</persName>, and founds on
                    it no less important an accusation against <persName>Lord Byron</persName>, than that he was an
                    enemy of liberal principles;&#8212;of those principles, his faith in which he sealed with his
                    life;&#8212;it becomes those who can see through this sort of jobbing for reputation to expose
                    it, and to shew how much the accuser stands below the accused in his veneration of all that is
                    truly dignified in human nature*. </p>

                <note place="foot">
                    <p xml:id="WP.237-1"> * I cannot here withhold from my readers a letter written by <persName
                            key="JeBenth1832">Mr. Bentham</persName>, taken from <persName key="LdHarri5">Colonel
                            Stanhope&#8217;s</persName> book. The reader will see in it a justification of
                            <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName>, even supposing he had done nothing else
                        hut laugh at the vanity both of the philosopher and the soldier. He will also infer from
                        one pas- </p>
                </note>

                <pb xml:id="WP.238" n="MR. BENTHAM&#8217;S PRAISE OF STANHOPE."/>

                <p xml:id="chapter10-13"> In leaving the ungrateful subject of <persName>Mr. Bentham</persName>,
                    and I should never have adverted to it, but <note place="foot">
                        <p xml:id="WP.238-1" rend="not-indent">sage that the Greek Deputies knew how to appreciate
                            properly the exertions of <persName key="LdHarri5">Colonel Stanhope</persName> in
                            favour of the Greek cause. The philosopher appeals to the Deputies to <hi rend="italic"
                                >replace</hi> the Colonel in their good opinion:&#8212; </p>
                        <l rend="right"> &#8220;<hi rend="italic">Queen-Square-Place, Westminster,</hi>
                            <lb/> &#8220;15<hi rend="italic">th March</hi>, 1824. </l>
                        <l rend="indent20"> &#8220;My dear Children, </l>
                        <p xml:id="WP.239-1">
                            <seg rend="h-spacer40px"/> * <seg rend="h-spacer40px"/> * <seg rend="h-spacer40px"/> *
                                <seg rend="h-spacer40px"/>
                            <q><persName><hi rend="small-caps">Stanhope</hi></persName>, who actually consecrates
                                to the cause of Greece two-thirds of his moderate income; and of all the persons
                                who, solely for the purpose of giving you this pledge of friendship, have been
                                induced to concur in this sacrifice, there is not one who does not entertain of
                                this same <persName key="LdHarri5">Stanhope</persName> the highest possible idea,
                                that is to say, in all points&#8212;wisdom as well as probity, philanthropy, and
                                attachment to the cause of liberty in Greece.</q>
                        </p>
                        <p xml:id="WP.239-2"> &#8220;<q>As for me, what I know and what I think of <persName
                                    key="LdHarri5">Stanhope</persName> is (I believe) yet unknown to you. After a
                                most careful study, to which I have subjected him for about a year past, I believe
                                that I run no risk in saying, that I will stake all the reputation which I may
                                possess upon his head, in such a manner that if he were to conduct himself ill, in
                                any respect whatever, it might be said, <persName key="JeBenth1832"
                                    >Bentham</persName> has been grossly deceived&#8212;he knows nothing of
                                mankind. I should never have done were I to begin to depict him to you, * <seg
                                    rend="h-spacer10px"/> * <seg rend="h-spacer10px"/> * son and ally of the
                                highest families of our country, * <seg rend="h-spacer10px"/> * <seg
                                    rend="h-spacer10px"/> * <seg rend="h-spacer10px"/> * he has stripped himself,
                                with his eyes open, and always without any bitter feeling of every chance of
                                promotion and of favour, by pleading by his writings for the</q>
                        </p>
                    </note>
                    <pb xml:id="WP.239" n="MR BENTHAM&#8217;S PRAISE OF STANHOPE."/> for the manner in which
                        <persName>Lord Byron</persName> has been censured for not admiring him, I may observe that,
                        <note place="foot">
                        <p xml:id="WP.240-1" rend="not-indent">
                            <q>liberty of the press, and also by pleading in the same manner for the soldier
                                against military tyranny, with the view of inducing our government to abolish the
                                afflicting punishment of flogging, as has been done in almost every other
                                country.</q>
                        </p>
                        <l rend="center"> * <seg rend="h-spacer80px"/> * <seg rend="h-spacer80px"/> * <seg
                                rend="h-spacer80px"/> * <seg rend="h-spacer80px"/> * </l>
                        <p xml:id="WP.240-2"> &#8220;<q>With respect to <persName key="LdHarri5"
                                    >Stanhope</persName>, I will take upon myself to send you, that is to say, to
                                our Englishman <persName key="AnLuria1854">Luriottis</persName>, one of the letters
                                of the honourable Colonel to myself; it is the only one which I have received from
                                him addressed to me personally, since he departed for Greece, on that journey, in
                                the course of which, by his virtues and his good conduct, he has made the conquest
                                of Philhellenic Germany and Switzerland, which have placed him at their head. This
                                is the only one which he has addressed to me, but he is a constant correspondent of
                                the Committee, whose agent he is; and scarcely is there a letter from him in which
                                there is not a word on me in the same sense as this. I have seen three letters from
                                him of later date, and written from Greece itself, and I have had the good fortune
                                to see that they are much more encouraging. &#8216;<hi rend="italic">But you are
                                    partial in his favour</hi>,&#8217; you will say. I confess it: but how? It is
                                not because he has become my friend that I entertain this opinion of him, but
                                because, in consequence of the good opinion which I saw that every body entertained
                                of him, I resolved to make a friend of him, and to open for him the door which I am
                                compelled to keep closed against the crowd, which would otherwise invade the few
                                moments which I may yet pass upon earth.</q>
                        </p>
                        <p xml:id="WP.240-3"> &#8220;<q>Well! If, after having read this letter, you should happen
                                to share with me the opinion which I cannot help entertaining</q>
                        </p>
                    </note>
                    <pb xml:id="WP.240" n="BYRON LOGICAL IN HIS FEELINGS."/> even supposing all the anger of the
                    Colonel to be justified, it only amounts to this, that <persName>Lord Byron</persName> was more
                    disposed to laugh than to reason. He was logical in his feelings if not in his words; and had
                    as strong a hatred of every species of oppression and bad government as if he had done nothing
                    but listen to <persName>Mr. Bentham&#8217;s</persName> instructions during his <note
                        place="foot">
                        <p xml:id="WP.241-1" rend="not-indent">
                            <q>of <persName key="LdHarri5">Stanhope</persName>, and to wish me to entertain a good
                                opinion of yourself, make yourself the proposition, my <persName key="AnLuria1854"
                                    >Luriottis</persName>, of replacing the name of <persName>Stanhope</persName>
                                where it was before.</q>
                        </p>
                        <p xml:id="WP.241-2"> &#8220;<q>Unfortunately, if he were the contrary of what every body
                                knows him to be, you would risk very little by acceding to this proposition, for I
                                have very little hope that he can remain in Greece. Being one of ten children, who
                                are all living, the moderate fortune which his virtue has permitted him to make in
                                India, would be insufficient for his maintenance without his pay of a Colonel, and
                                it has been just signified that if, for what he had done or had wished to do for
                                the cause of the Greeks, the Holy Alliance should happen to require his
                                deprivation, he would not fail to be deprived of his rank, in order to preserve the
                                promised neutrality. Now, it is certain, that it is some time since <persName
                                    key="LdHarri5">Stanhope&#8217;s</persName> elder brother wrote him a pressing
                                letter; so that everyday one of the things which I fear most is to see him in my
                                arms.</q>
                        </p>
                        <p xml:id="WP.241-3"> &#8220;<q>For the rest, do with respect to him what you think proper;
                                you will not have the least resentment to fear on his part, for he is incapable of
                                it.</q>
                        </p>
                        <l rend="center"> * <seg rend="h-spacer40px"/> * <seg rend="h-spacer40px"/> * <seg
                                rend="h-spacer40px"/> * <seg rend="h-spacer40px"/> * <seg rend="h-spacer40px"/> *
                                <seg rend="h-spacer40px"/> * <seg rend="h-spacer40px"/> * <seg rend="h-spacer40px"
                            /> * </l>
                        <l rend="right"> &#8220;Ever your affectionate father, </l>
                        <l rend="right"> &#8220;<persName>
                                <hi rend="small-caps">Jeremy Bentham</hi>
                            </persName>.&#8221; </l>
                    </note>
                    <pb xml:id="WP.241" n="EFFECTS ON THE GREEK COMMITTEE."/> whole life. It is, indeed, much to be
                    regretted that the injudicious zeal of <persName>Mr. Bentham&#8217;s</persName> friends should
                    have led them to say one word of the harmless sallies of the poet; and it is still more to be
                    regretted that the intervention of these friends should have placed two men before the public
                    in opposition, both of whom have wished to benefit mankind, though they have taken different
                    roads to accomplish the same object. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter10-14"> There is another reason for which it is right to allude to this letter of
                        <persName key="LdHarri5">Colonel Stanhope&#8217;s</persName>. <persName key="LdByron">Lord
                        Byron</persName> thought he had too much reason to complain of the conduct of the Greek
                    committee towards him. The person who chiefly managed the affairs of that committee was
                        <persName key="JoBowri1872">Mr. Bowring</persName>. To him this correspondence of
                        <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName> was addressed; and do such imputations as we find in
                    this letter of their confidential agent afford no clue to their neglect of <persName>Lord
                        Byron</persName>? What must we think of a man who thus writes home to poison the ear of
                    that committee through its honorary secretary; and who, not confining himself to the affairs of
                    Greece, endeavours to enlist the prejudices of this secretary against <persName>Lord
                        Byron</persName>, by accusing him of Anti-Benthamism? I might ask, is this honourable in a
                    confidential agent? Is it right in a man engaged in a public cause, thus to injure it through
                    the sides of its most zealous and <hi rend="italic">disin-</hi>
                    <pb xml:id="WP.242" n="DATE OF COLONEL STANHOPE&#8217;S ATTACK."/>
                    <hi rend="italic">terested</hi> defender? There is, I should suppose, not one man who can
                    approve of <persName>Colonel Stanhope&#8217;s</persName> ever writing such a letter to such a
                    person. The plain object of the paragraph I have quoted, and on the Greek Committee it would
                    certainly have the wished-for effect, is, to excite a belief that <persName>Lord
                        Byron</persName> is an enemy to <hi rend="italic">liberal</hi> principles, or as
                        <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName> describes him, a mere Turk. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter10-15"> But if it were wrong to write such a letter, what must we think of the
                    straight-forward soldier, as he has been called, who publishes it after the person he accuses
                    is dead? It was written I know during <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName>
                    life-time, but it was made public only after his death;&#8212;after <persName key="LdHarri5"
                        >Colonel Stanhope</persName>, as <hi rend="italic">one of the mourners</hi>, had followed
                        <persName>Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> corpse to its last home. In the very passage in
                    which <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName> censures <persName>Lord Byron</persName>, for
                    laughing at the oddities of an old man, he himself vilifies his departed friend. Would
                        <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName> have published such a letter in <persName>Lord
                        Byron&#8217;s</persName> life-time? Would he even have imputed bullying or illiberality to
                        <persName>Lord Byron</persName>? I think not; but I am sure if he had done either,
                        <persName>Lord Byron</persName> would have made him answer for it. <persName>Colonel
                        Stanhope</persName>, I believe, would not have dared to have <hi rend="italic"
                        >published</hi> such a letter had <persName>Lord Byron</persName> been alive; and, from a
                    scene I shall presently relate, I am convinced he never could have accused <persName>Lord
                        Byron</persName>
                    <pb xml:id="WP.243" n="WHAT LORD BYRON DID."/> to his face of acting in a bullying manner. It
                    is very easy for <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName> to talk big; did he act in a
                    corresponding manner? </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter10-16"> Fortunately, though <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName> is no
                    more, we may judge betwixt him and <persName key="LdHarri5">Colonel Stanhope</persName>, on the
                    testimony of the Colonel himself. &#8220;Our principles are diametrically opposite,&#8221; says
                    the Colonel to <persName>Lord Byron</persName>: &#8220;Judge me by my acts,&#8221; said
                        <persName>Lord Byron</persName> to <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName>. Let us adopt this
                    criterion. Let us judge <persName>Byron</persName> by his acts; and let us shew by
                        <persName>Stanhope&#8217;s</persName> acts, that his principles were opposite to those of
                        <persName>Lord Byron</persName>. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter10-17">
                    <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName> gave up his whole time and his whole income to
                    the service of the Greeks. He did not stipulate on what conditions he would assist them; he
                    knew them to be an oppressed and an outraged people; he knew their cause was good, and he
                    supported it with his heart and soul. He prescribed no form of government to them; he made no
                    boast of what he had done; he lent them his purse and his sword, and his best counsels when
                    they were asked. But why should I repeat what <persName>Lord Byron</persName> did; every deed
                    of his is already known; not so those of <persName key="LdHarri5">Colonel Stanhope</persName>,
                    and to make the comparison, we must bring them before the reader. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter10-18">
                    <q>&#8220;<persName key="LdHarri5">Colonel Stanhope</persName>,&#8221; says <persName
                            key="JeBenth1832">Mr. Bentham</persName>, &#8220;consecrates to the cause of the Greeks
                        two-thirds of his moderate income!&#8221;</q> Begging <persName>Mr.
                        Bentham&#8217;s</persName>
                    <pb xml:id="WP.244" n="WHAT COLONEL STANHOPE DID."/> pardon for disputing his assertion, I
                    think he ought to have said, to the support of <persName>Colonel Stanhope&#8217;s</persName>
                    and my whims. We are not, however, deficient in accurate accounts of what sums the Colonel
                    spent, and for what he spent them. He has taken care to furnish the world with an account of
                    his vast exertions. Unwilling that the services he rendered the Greeks should be unknown; he
                    put them all down, and among them his expenses, in the book which he published, and from it I
                    make the following extract: </p>

                <l rend="center">
                    <hi rend="italic">Subscriptions on my own account.</hi>
                </l>

                <table>
                    <row>
                        <cell rend="70">To fourteen refugee Greeks conveyed from Ancona</cell>
                        <cell rend="10">&#163;.</cell>
                        <cell rend="10">
                            <hi rend="italic">s</hi>.</cell>
                        <cell rend="10">
                            <hi rend="italic">d</hi>.</cell>
                    </row>
                    <row>
                        <cell rend="70">
                            <seg rend="h-spacer40px"/>to Cephalonia</cell>
                        <cell rend="10">7</cell>
                        <cell rend="10">0</cell>
                        <cell rend="10">0</cell>
                    </row>
                    <row>
                        <cell rend="70">To the formation and support of a Greek artillery corps</cell>
                        <cell rend="10">100</cell>
                        <cell rend="10">0</cell>
                        <cell rend="10">0 </cell>
                    </row>
                    <row>
                        <cell rend="70">To a courier for circulating the Prospectus of the Greek Chronicle</cell>
                        <cell rend="10">2</cell>
                        <cell rend="10">0</cell>
                        <cell rend="10">0</cell>
                    </row>
                    <row>
                        <cell rend="70">Loan of 100<hi rend="italic">l</hi>. to <persName>Mavrocordato</persName>,
                            on account of the Greek fleet. This money was repaid.</cell>
                        <cell/>
                        <cell/>
                        <cell/>
                    </row>
                    <row>
                        <cell rend="70">Passage for presses, medicines, &amp;c., from Missolonghi to Cranidi</cell>
                        <cell rend="10">5</cell>
                        <cell rend="10">0</cell>
                        <cell rend="10">0</cell>
                    </row>
                    <row>
                        <cell rend="70">Paid <persName>Lieutenant Klempe</persName> for going from Athens to Napoli
                            to get <persName>Colocotroni</persName> to restore the Committee&#8217;s stores</cell>
                        <cell rend="10">2</cell>
                        <cell rend="10">0</cell>
                        <cell rend="10">0</cell>
                    </row>
                    <row>
                        <cell rend="70">Paid to a Greek courier for the same object</cell>
                        <cell rend="10">3</cell>
                        <cell rend="10">0</cell>
                        <cell rend="10">0</cell>
                    </row>
                    <row>
                        <cell rend="70">Paid to a <persName>Lieutenant Klempe</persName> for going from Athens to
                            Missolonghi, and returning with a lithographic press, &amp;c.</cell>
                        <cell rend="10">7</cell>
                        <cell rend="10">0</cell>
                        <cell rend="10">0</cell>
                    </row>
                    <row>
                        <cell rend="70"> &#160; </cell>
                        <cell rend="10">&#8212;&#8212;</cell>
                        <cell rend="10">&#8212;&#8212;</cell>
                        <cell rend="10">&#8212;&#8212;</cell>
                    </row>
                    <row>
                        <cell rend="70">
                            <seg rend="h-spacer240px"/> Carried up</cell>
                        <cell rend="10">126</cell>
                        <cell rend="10">0</cell>
                        <cell rend="10">0</cell>
                    </row>
                </table>
                <pb xml:id="WP.245" n="HIS EXPENSES."/>
                <table>
                    <row>
                        <cell rend="70">&#160;</cell>
                        <cell rend="10">&#163;.</cell>
                        <cell rend="10">
                            <hi rend="italic">s</hi>.</cell>
                        <cell rend="10">
                            <hi rend="italic">d</hi>.</cell>
                    </row>
                    <row>
                        <cell rend="70">
                            <seg rend="h-spacer200px"/> Brought forward</cell>
                        <cell rend="10">126</cell>
                        <cell rend="10">0</cell>
                        <cell rend="10">0</cell>
                    </row>
                    <row>
                        <cell rend="70">Paid to <persName>Lieutenant Klempe</persName> to instruct in the art of
                            lithography</cell>
                        <cell rend="10">4</cell>
                        <cell rend="10">0</cell>
                        <cell rend="10">0</cell>
                    </row>
                    <row>
                        <cell rend="70">Paid to <persName>Jacobi</persName>, <seg rend="h-spacer40px"/> ditto, <seg
                                rend="h-spacer40px"/> ditto </cell>
                        <cell rend="10">5</cell>
                        <cell rend="10">0</cell>
                        <cell rend="10">0</cell>
                    </row>
                    <row>
                        <cell rend="70">Paid for conveying presses, medicines, &amp;c., from Napoli to
                            Aegina</cell>
                        <cell rend="10">2</cell>
                        <cell rend="10">0</cell>
                        <cell rend="10">0</cell>
                    </row>
                    <row>
                        <cell rend="70">To <persName>Dr. Tindall</persName> for a dispensary at Athens, when
                            established</cell>
                        <cell rend="10">20</cell>
                        <cell rend="10">0</cell>
                        <cell rend="10">0</cell>
                    </row>
                    <row>
                        <cell rend="70">To <persName>Dr. Meyer</persName> for the <name type="title">Greek
                                Telegraph</name>
                        </cell>
                        <cell rend="10">30</cell>
                        <cell rend="10"> 0</cell>
                        <cell rend="10">0</cell>
                    </row>
                    <row>
                        <cell rend="70">To <seg rend="h-spacer40px"/> ditto <seg rend="h-spacer40px"/>
                            <name type="title">Greek Chronicle</name>
                        </cell>
                        <cell rend="10">60</cell>
                        <cell rend="10">0</cell>
                        <cell rend="10">0</cell>
                    </row>
                    <row>
                        <cell rend="70">To the Editor of the <name type="title">Athens Free Press</name>
                        </cell>
                        <cell rend="10">70</cell>
                        <cell rend="10">0</cell>
                        <cell rend="10">0</cell>
                    </row>
                    <row>
                        <cell rend="70">To the Editor of the &#8220;<name type="title">Ami des
                            Loix</name>&#8221;</cell>
                        <cell rend="10">20</cell>
                        <cell rend="10">0</cell>
                        <cell rend="10">0</cell>
                    </row>
                    <row>
                        <cell rend="70">To the Editor of the <name type="title">Ipsara Gazette</name>, when
                            published</cell>
                        <cell rend="10">50</cell>
                        <cell rend="10">0</cell>
                        <cell rend="10">0</cell>
                    </row>
                    <row>
                        <cell rend="70">To the Philo-Muse Society at Athens</cell>
                        <cell rend="10">20</cell>
                        <cell rend="10">0</cell>
                        <cell rend="10">0</cell>
                    </row>
                    <row>
                        <cell rend="70">To the Lancasterian School at Athens</cell>
                        <cell rend="10">20</cell>
                        <cell rend="10">0</cell>
                        <cell rend="10">0</cell>
                    </row>
                    <row>
                        <cell rend="70">To the Lancasterian School at Missolonghi, when established</cell>
                        <cell rend="10">10</cell>
                        <cell rend="10">0</cell>
                        <cell rend="10">0</cell>
                    </row>
                    <row>
                        <cell rend="70">Towards the expenses of a Post, when established</cell>
                        <cell rend="10">50</cell>
                        <cell rend="10">0</cell>
                        <cell rend="10">0</cell>
                    </row>
                    <row>
                        <cell rend="70">To paper for printing the Greek Constitution</cell>
                        <cell rend="10">10</cell>
                        <cell rend="10">0</cell>
                        <cell rend="10">0</cell>
                    </row>
                    <row>
                        <cell rend="70"> &#160; </cell>
                        <cell rend="10">&#8212;&#8212;</cell>
                        <cell rend="10">&#8212;&#8212;</cell>
                        <cell rend="10">&#8212;&#8212;</cell>
                    </row>
                    <row>
                        <cell rend="70">
                            <seg rend="h-spacer80px"/> Subscribed by me to the Greek cause</cell>
                        <cell rend="10">&#163;497</cell>
                        <cell rend="10">0</cell>
                        <cell rend="10">0</cell>
                    </row>
                </table>

                <p xml:id="chapter10-19"> In this whole list, the two first articles only have any relation to the
                    cause of the Greeks, and they cost the Colonel &#163;.107, all the rest of the money was spent
                    to gratify <persName key="LdHarri5">Colonel Stanhope&#8217;s</persName> whims, in opposition to
                    the Greek government; much of what he spent had the effect of promoting disturbance and
                    discord, and did more injury than benefit to the cause of the Greeks. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter10-20"> During the whole time <persName key="LdHarri5">Colonel
                        Stanhope</persName> was in Greece, he was continually and perpetually directing the Greeks
                    what they ought to do. <q>&#8220;I <pb xml:id="WP.246"
                            n="CONGE D&#8217;ELIRE TO THE GOVERNMENT."/> have advised,&#8221; he says, &#8220;that
                            <persName key="Odyss1825"><hi rend="italic">Odysseus</hi></persName>&#32;<hi
                            rend="italic">should be placed in the executive</hi>; <persName key="DeYpsil1832"
                            >Ipsilante</persName>, as president of the Legislative body; <persName
                            key="GnColli1825">General Colliopulo</persName> as minister of war, and <persName
                            key="ThNegri1824">Negris</persName> as <hi rend="italic">Ministre d&#8217;etat</hi>.
                        This is a question on which men may fairly differ, but on which my mind is made
                        up.&#8221;</q> Mark this, reader, &#8220;my mind,&#8221; <persName>Colonel
                        Stanhope&#8217;s</persName> mind, the representative of the Greek Committee, is made up,
                    and, therefore, he tells a nation whom it is to choose for its rulers. If any individual wanted
                    to be king in Greece, though without the name, it was <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName>. He
                    pretended, indeed, to govern on <hi rend="italic">his</hi> liberal principles; but despotism
                    only consists in an individual having every thing his own way; which is precisely what
                        <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName> wanted. There was in Greece a young man of the name
                    of <persName key="WiHumph1826">Humphreys</persName>, who appeared to me to know nothing, either
                    of Greece or of the art of war or of government. To this youth did <persName>Colonel
                        Stanhope</persName> give a letter of instructions, such as never before probably graced the
                    annals of interfering diplomacy. It is so good a specimen of <persName>Colonel
                        Stanhope&#8217;s</persName> mode of interfering that I must lay some part of it before the
                    reader; though I cannot make him sensible of half its folly unless he is acquainted with the
                    person to whom it is addressed. </p>

                <pb xml:id="WP.247" n="INSTRUCTIONS TO MR. HUMPHREYS."/>

                <floatingText>
                    <body>
                        <docAuthor n="LdHarri5"/>
                        <docDate when="1824-05-20"/>
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                            <person>
                                <persName n="Humphreys, William Henry" key="WiHumph1826"/>
                            </person>
                        </listPerson>

                        <div xml:id="X.1" n="Leicester Stanhope to William Henry Humphreys, 20 May 1824"
                            type="letter">
                            <opener>
                                <dateline>&#8220;Zante 20th May, 1824.</dateline>
                                <salute>&#8220;Dear <persName key="WiHumph1826">Humphreys</persName>,</salute>
                            </opener>

                            <p xml:id="X.1-1"> &#8220;I accept, with thankfulness, your offer to proceed to the
                                seat of the Greek government. I know that your zeal is quicker than my pen, that
                                you will be ready before these instructions. </p>

                            <p xml:id="X.1-2"> &#8220;The principal object of your mission is, to prepare every
                                thing for the ensuing campaign; to obtain such information connected with the loan,
                                as will enable the commissioners to act on their arrival in Greece; and to
                                endeavour to persuade the people and the government to put the constitution of the
                                Greek republic in force. It is impossible for me, in a moment, to range over this
                                wide field; I shall, however, give you some hints to act upon. </p>

                            <p xml:id="X.1-3"> &#8220;1. I wish you to read over your plan for the ensuing campaign
                                to the executive and legislative bodies, and to have every article of it well
                                debated. This done, be pleased to call upon the government for their sentiments on
                                this vital question. </p>

                            <p xml:id="X.1-4"> &#8220;2. Desire the government to give you an estimate of the
                                expense of their military and naval forces, for the year 1824. </p>

                            <p xml:id="X.1-5"> &#8220;3. Request of the government to state what part of the loan
                                they propose to devote to the above purpose. </p>

                            <p xml:id="X.1-6"> &#8220;4. Point out to the government the necessity of <pb
                                    xml:id="WP.248" n="INSTRUCTIONS TO MR. HUMPHREYS."/> adhering to the law they
                                have passed, prohibiting the payment of old debts from the loan. </p>

                            <p xml:id="X.1-7"> &#8220;5. Press upon the government the necessity of getting the
                                revenues of the state placed in the public coffers. </p>

                            <p xml:id="X.1-8"> &#8220;11. Advise the government to employ a clever military
                                officer, near the seat of administration, to give them information and counsel in
                                military affairs. Also, to form a corps of 300 artillery-men, for the attack and
                                defence of fortresses, and another of 1,000 regular troops, to be quartered at the
                                seat of government. </p>

                            <p xml:id="X.1-9"> &#8220;12. Desire the government to inform you in detail, what they
                                require for the sieges of Patras, Negropont, Lepanto, &amp;c. Recommend them to
                                send round <persName key="BaGilma1824">Baron Gilman</persName> or <persName
                                    key="MrKinde1824">Lieut. Kindermann</persName> to the fortresses, to make a
                                report on their condition, how they are provisioned, and what cannon, mortars,
                                powder, shot, shells, &amp;c., they possess. </p>

                            <p xml:id="X.1-10"> &#8220;13. Speak to the government about Missolonghi. Impress upon
                                their minds the necessity of giving the Suliots a <hi rend="italic"
                                >home</hi>,&#8212;of providing for the widows and orphans of those who have fallen
                                in the good fight,&#8212;of giving assurance, that their arrears shall be hereafter
                                paid, and of furnishing them with regular pay for the future. Unless the government
                                adopt this measure, they had better at once turn this treacherous enemy out of
                                their camp, and declare war against them. </p>

                            <p xml:id="X.1-11"> &#8220;14. Urge the government to endeavour to <pb xml:id="WP.249"
                                    n="INSTRUCTIONS TO MR. HUMPHREYS."/> create dissensions among the Turks, the
                                Egyptians, the Albanians, &amp;c. Let them publish a list of all the wrongs and
                                oppressions which these people suffer under Turkish dominion, and then call upon
                                them to state whether it is for the preservation of such curses that they are to
                                risk their heads and their fortunes. </p>

                            <p xml:id="X.1-12"> &#8220;15. Call to the attention of the government the plan of
                                    <persName key="FrHasti1828">Captain Hastings</persName> for a steam-boat. Tell
                                them that it would prove eminently useful in frightening away the Turks from the
                                blockade of the Corinthian gulf, of the fortresses in Negropont, &amp;c. </p>

                            <p xml:id="X.1-13"> &#8220;16. Explain <persName key="EdTrela1881">Captain
                                    Trelawny&#8217;s</persName> plan to the government. Let them endeavour to get
                                some English or American privateers, to harass the Turkish ships and their coasts. </p>

                            <p xml:id="X.1-14"> &#8220;17. Demonstrate to the legislative body the necessity of
                                their assuming a high station in the republic, and recommend them to have their
                                proceedings published. </p>

                            <p xml:id="X.1-15"> &#8220;18. Desire the government to send to Athens for the
                                lithographic press, the moment some one is instructed by <persName
                                    key="GeGropi1850">Mr. Gropius</persName> or <persName key="MrGill1824"
                                    >Gill</persName>, in the art of printing with it. </p>

                            <p xml:id="X.1-16"> &#8220;19. Tell the government and the legislative body that I am
                                ready to establish my post <hi rend="small-caps">immediately</hi>, and that
                                    <persName>Dr. Marcies</persName> is to conduct it. No delays on this head.
                                    <persName>Marcies</persName> will be at the seat of government in a fortnight. </p>

                            <pb xml:id="WP.250" n="INSTRUCTIONS TO MR. HUMPHREYS."/>

                            <p xml:id="X.1-17"> &#8220;20. Declaim boldly before the legislative and executive
                                bodies against the traitors who, while they profess to be &#8216;<hi rend="italic"
                                    >les Amis des Loix</hi>,&#8217; are slyly plotting against the republic. I
                                allude to those who are conspiring in the dark to place a foreign king over the
                                Greek people. </p>

                            <p xml:id="X.1-18"> &#8220;21. Prove to the representatives of the commonwealth, the
                                necessity of coalescing and forming an administration, comprising all the various
                                interests of the state. Urge them to act on the principles of the constitution, and
                                of the greatest good of the greatest number. </p>

                            <p xml:id="X.1-19"> &#8220;22. Desire the government to instruct the editors of papers
                                to send their sheets to all the Prefects. The government should pay the prime cost
                                of the said papers&#8212;say one dollar a year for each paper sent to each Prefect.
                                Desire the government also to solicit the editors to declaim against all extortion
                                and intrigue, and against the violators of the laws and of the constitution. </p>

                            <p xml:id="X.1-20"> &#8220;23. Advise the government to send <persName
                                    key="NiKaler1843">Kalergy</persName> and <persName key="GeFinla1875">Mr.
                                    Finlay</persName> on a mission to America.&#8221; </p>
                        </div>
                    </body>
                </floatingText>

                <p xml:id="chapter10-21"> Supposing <persName key="WiHumph1826">Captain Humphreys</persName> could
                    have acted on such a letter, I may boldly say there never was a government so treated by an
                    individual, who had devoted to its service the enormous sum of 497<hi rend="italic">l</hi>.
                        <persName key="ThMaitl1824">Sir Thomas Maitland</persName> was not half so imperative and
                    commanding as <persName key="LdHarri5">Colonel Stanhope</persName>. There is scarcely an act
                    which <persName>Mr. Humphreys</persName>, a person <pb xml:id="WP.251"
                        n="STANHOPE&#8217;S READINESS TO LEAVE GREECE."/> invested with no official character, is
                    not instructed to prescribe. Demonstrate this to the legislature, prove that to the executive.
                    We can see from other sources, besides <persName>Colonel Stanhope&#8217;s</persName> letter to
                        <persName key="JoBowri1872">Mr. Bowring</persName>, already quoted, that he knew what
                    bullying was. Poor <persName key="LdByron">Byron</persName>! he indeed fell in evil times, and
                    among evil men, when the assertions of a man, such as <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName>
                    here shews himself to be, were allowed to weigh against him. <persName>Lord
                        Byron</persName>&#160;<hi rend="italic">perished</hi> rather than he would leave Greece;
                        <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName>, when he had done nearly all the evil possible,
                    quitted it the very instant he was commanded to do so by his masters, and when he might
                    possibly, had he stayed, have made some arrangements for placing the proceeds of the loan in
                    the hands of government, and have saved Ipsara. He quitted it too after the following
                    exhortation had been addressed to him: <q>&#8220;I call on you, in the name of Greece, to do
                        all you can to fill his (<persName>Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName>) place. I say you can do
                        the greatest service to the cause, and you must not leave us; you are public property, and
                        must sacrifice all private duties and ties*.&#8221;</q> But <persName>Colonel
                        Stanhope</persName>, the friend of <persName key="JeBenth1832">Mr. Bentham</persName>, the
                    great advocate, on paper, of unbounded freedom, was in his conduct so willingly a military
                    machine, so perfectly the creature of passive obedience, that <note place="foot">
                        <p xml:id="WP.251-1"> * Letter from <persName key="EdTrela1881">Captain Trelawny</persName>
                            to <persName key="LdHarri5">Colonel Stanhope</persName>. </p>
                    </note>
                    <pb xml:id="WP.252" n="HIS PASSIVE OBEDIENCE."/> all his love for liberty vanished into nothing
                    at the mandate of the <persName key="DuYork">Duke of York</persName>, or the chance of
                    encountering His Majesty&#8217;s displeasure. To save his 400<hi rend="italic">l</hi>. a year,
                    he eagerly hastened to shew that he thought no principles sacred, no conduct honourable, but
                    that of rigid and prompt obedience to military orders. This is very proper in a mercenary
                    soldier, but when he puts on the red coat, and accepts the enlistment money, resolving to do
                    every thing that he is bid, he lays aside the best characteristics of a man, and ought to claim
                    nothing for himself beyond the mere praise of being a good machine. Well might
                        <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName> say to <persName>Lord Byron</persName>, &#8220;Our
                    principles are diametrically opposite.&#8221; If we judge them both by their acts, we shall be
                    completely convinced of this truth. I feel ashamed, however, that I am compelled, by the
                    decisions of other persons, to institute any comparison between two men who seem to have had
                    nothing in common but the name and form. It is like comparing the soaring eagle with the
                    chattering pie, or the monarch of the forest with those animals which have no means of attack
                    or defence but the ordure they scatter. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter10-22"> What Greece lost by <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName>
                    death is, perhaps, inappreciable. <q>&#8220;His name,&#8221; says <persName key="EdTrela1881"
                            >Captain Trelawny</persName>, &#8220;was the means of chiefly raising the loan in
                        England. Thousands of people were flocking here (Greece); some had arrived as far <pb
                            xml:id="WP.253" n="WHAT GREECE LOST IN LORD BYRON."/> as Corfu, and, hearing of his
                        death, confessed they came out to devote their fortunes, not to the Greeks, or interest
                        (themselves) in the Greek cause, but to the noble poet; and the pilgrim of eternity having
                        departed, they turned back.&#8221;</q> While I was on the quarantine house at Zante, a
                    gentleman called on me, and made numerous inquiries as to <persName>Lord Byron</persName>. He
                    said he was only one of fourteen English gentlemen, then at Ancona, who had sent him on to
                    obtain intelligence, and only waited his return to come and join <persName>Lord
                        Byron</persName>. They were to form a mounted guard for him, and meant to devote their
                    personal services and their incomes to the Greek cause. On hearing of <persName>Lord
                        Byron&#8217;s</persName> death, however, they turned back, because they felt in the divided
                    and distracted state of Greece, there was little chance even of safety, and it was impossible
                    to serve her. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter10-23"> The supplies which, before his death, had been obtained from the Ionian
                    islands, could no longer be procured on the same terms. The money once raised there for the
                    service of the Greeks was instantly refused; and one person who was negotiating for a loan was
                    obliged to give it up the instant <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> death
                    was known. His mere existence was a guarantee for the success of the Greeks, and for their
                    keeping their engagements, and with his death the guarantee both of success and of justice was
                    lost. </p>

                <pb xml:id="WP.254" n="WHAT GREECE LOST IN COLONEL STANHOPE."/>

                <p xml:id="chapter10-24"> What Greece lost by <persName key="LdHarri5">Colonel
                        Stanhope&#8217;s</persName> absence it is not easy to say; this can only be known when it
                    has been ascertained what she gained by his presence. So blind are the quick-sighted Greeks to
                    any benefits he conferred on them, that, report says, he is not blessed in their churches, nor
                    remembered in their prayers. They were glad that he removed, for had he perished in Greece, his
                    death might have made them enemies in Europe, had it not even armed every civilized state
                    against them. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter10-25"> The scene which a few pages ago I said I should relate was this. At
                    Missolonghi there were some medicines and other stores which had been sent by the Quakers for
                    the service of the Greeks. They had not been then delivered into the power of the Greek
                    government, or to any agents appointed by it. They were, however, placed at the disposal of the
                    commissioners, to be delivered to the Greek government. <persName key="LdHarri5">Colonel
                        Stanhope</persName>, on the eve of his departure from Missolonghi, wished to take the half
                    of these medicines and stores with him, not to deliver into the power of the Greek government,
                    but to place them in the hands of some of those chiefs who were not very much trusted by the
                    government. To such a proceeding <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName> strongly
                    objected. <persName key="JuMilli1878">Dr. Milligan</persName> also stated to him the
                    inconvenience of suffering it. He said the medicines would be injured by being <pb
                        xml:id="WP.255" n="SCENE BETWEEN BYRON AND STANHOPE."/> unpacked and exposed to the air;
                    and that hereafter, when bottles and such things were prepared, they might be distributed
                    without danger or loss, and sent by some safe conveyance which did not then offer.
                        <persName>Lord Byron</persName> knew all this, and had represented to <persName>Colonel
                        Stanhope</persName> that the convoy would either be taken by the Turks or by <persName
                        key="ThColoc1843">Colocotroni</persName>; <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName> was,
                    however, obstinate, and words ran so high that I was not sure <persName>Lord Byron</persName>
                    would not have challenged him. Knowing that <persName>Lord Byron</persName> would listen to any
                    thing rational, I interfered, and undertook to have the medicines properly packed and indulge
                        <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName> in his whim of distributing one-third of them. This
                    was accordingly done, and he sent them off, but, as had been predicted by <persName>Lord
                        Byron</persName>, they were taken possession of by <persName>Colocotroni</persName>, and
                    some of the items in <persName>Colonel Stanhope&#8217;s</persName> expenditure arose from this
                    capture. I put it to the reader, when <persName>Lord Byron</persName> was so ready to resent
                    such an interference of <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName>, would he have allowed this
                    dictatorial gentleman to say to him all which he has boasted of having said in his letter to
                        <persName key="JoBowri1872">Mr. Bowring</persName>? </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter10-26"> I beg also that the reader will remark the consequence of the Greek
                    committee having two agents or commissioners in Greece with undefined powers. <persName
                        key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName> was regarded as first commissioner, but the brightness
                    of <persName key="LdHarri5">Colonel Stan</persName>-<pb xml:id="WP.256"
                        n="EFFECTS OF TWO COMMISSIONERS."/>hope&#8217;s glory would have been wholly obscured by
                    acting under <persName>Lord Byron</persName>. He would play a part of his own. <persName>Lord
                        Byron</persName> acted strictly in conjunction with the Greek government, and with its
                    representative in Western Greece, <persName key="AlMavro1865">Prince Mavrocordato</persName>.
                        <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName> acted in conjunction with nobody, and in opposition
                    to the government. His own thoughts, wishes, and theories, were the only rules he consulted.
                    Hence the disputes about the medicines, about the printing press, the newspapers, &amp;c.
                    &amp;c., on all which subjects <persName>Byron</persName> did but second the views of the Greek
                    government, while <persName>Stanhope</persName> opposed them, following nothing but his own
                    suggestions. Thus, in consequence of having two commissioners, there arose two English as well
                    as several Greek parties, and the sources of dispute and discord were multiplied. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter10-27"> It has been said, that in his conduct in Greece <persName key="LdByron"
                        >Lord Byron</persName> shewed much less consistency than <persName key="LdHarri5">Colonel
                        Stanhope</persName>. This accusation was founded on the report of <persName>Colonel
                        Stanhope</persName>; but how very unjustly, has been shewn at every page of this work. As
                    far as an invariable unsparing attachment to the press, whether lithographic or printing, and
                    to schools, whether Chrestomathic or Lancasterian is concerned, I do not doubt that
                        <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName> was more consistent than <persName>Lord
                        Byron</persName>. Even as far as theories of government were the <pb xml:id="WP.257"
                        n="LORD BYRON NOT A ZEALOT."/> objects in dispute, the words and reasoning of
                        <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName> were probably more logical than those of his
                    opponent. But zealots are always consistent as far as that object is concerned, in favour of
                    which they are zealots. They see nothing else; they look neither to the right nor left, and
                    pursue that one thing unsparingly and with undivided attention. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter10-28">
                    <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName> was no zealot for either a press or a system of
                    education. He did not take that one narrow view which is dictated by short-sighted passion; he
                    could weigh and judge the circumstances relative to a press and to schools; and though he might
                    in the first instance have subscribed money for a Journal, he was not like the man to whom he
                    was opposed, blind to every consequence of such an instrument; and if he sometimes doubted of
                    its utility, it was because, like all men of sound judgment, he took a comprehensive view, and
                    that judgment was accessible to the influence of circumstances. He was, probably, persuaded in
                    the first instance by the zealots for a free press to go along with them, and they afterwards
                    blamed him because he was not as blind as they were to its consequences. They went on theory
                    and hypothesis, and were influenced by a name&#8212;he decided by circumstances, and judged of
                    things as they arose. He forsook the path their fervour had pointed out, and for this he is
                    loudly condemned <pb xml:id="WP.258" n="HIS CONSISTENCY AND SERIOUSNESS."/> as inconsistent.
                    This may be granted; but his opponents have gained their advantages, because they were in this
                    particular instance zealots, and he was not. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter10-29"> But was <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName> then zealous in no
                    cause? yes; in the cause of Greece, and herein his conduct for consistency will square with
                    that of any man. He never forsook that cause; he promoted it by his money and his exertions.
                    Knowing how much humanity would recommend the Greeks in Europe, he inculcated it by his
                    precepts and his example. He gave up his time to Greece; gave up his society, and lived and
                    laboured with men he despised, to promote its welfare. Herein he was a zealot, and herein his
                    consistency is surpassed, not only by none of his personal opponents, but by no man who ever
                    breathed. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter10-30"> I have already said that <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName>
                    was with me generally sedate and serious; with other companions he indulged in whims and
                    pranks; with them also he talked on a variety of frivolous things greatly to his own
                    disadvantage, the loss of his time, and the injury of the public service. The only altercations
                    I ever had with him arose out of these proceedings. Such conversations frequently terminated in
                    disputes, and gave many opportunities for <persName>Lord Byron</persName> to indulge in those
                    gusts of passion with which he was unfortunately too familiar. Naturally, he was benevolent,
                    kind, <pb xml:id="WP.259" n="JUDGMENT FOR TRIFLING."/> and serious; but he was acutely sensible
                    to the praise of mankind, and his own character took the colour of the medium in which he
                    lived. I have seen him walk backwards and forwards in his apartment for hours together, talking
                    rapidly and almost incessantly the whole time with <persName key="GeFinla1875">Mr.
                        Findlay</persName> or <persName key="MrFowke1824">Mr. Fowke</persName>, or some other
                    person of the same light and frivolous cast. I then occasionally remonstrated at such an
                    employment of his time, but he always replied this sort of nonsense was necessary. It was in
                    these conversations, that his wish to shine, to say smart things, or to tell a good story,
                    carried him beyond the bounds of discretion, and led him to exaggerate if not to invent. My
                    advice, as circumstances have shewn, was judicious. In such conversations were those stories
                    collected, which, since his death, have been circulated so much to the disadvantage of his
                    memory. Never did the words of a man, uttered in the hour of confidence and mirth, uttered,
                    also, it is probable, without any meaning, beyond that idle sort of jesting and rhodomontade,
                    too common among his companions, so rise up in judgment against him. I have heard him so often
                    indulge in language, similar to that which is reported by <persName key="ThMedwi1869">Mr.
                        Medwin</persName>, that what he has stated appears to wear an air of truth, and should,
                    perhaps, when rightly considered, operate as a warning against indulging in idle talk. </p>

                <pb xml:id="WP.260" n="SOURCE OF LORD BYRON&#8217;S ERRORS."/>

                <p xml:id="chapter10-31"> To all plain men, such as I am, it will probably appear as it did to me,
                    that the exalted birth, and consequent neglected moral training of <persName key="LdByron">Lord
                        Byron</persName>, were his greatest misfortunes. He never conquered the mischievous
                    prejudices, and the more mischievous mental habits which they led to. He was a nobleman, an
                    only son, and a spoiled, neglected child. He had to suffer from all these circumstances, and
                    derived a considerable share of his unhappiness from each. To almost every thing which could
                    nurture vice in the human heart he was early and unfortunately long exposed. He was of a rank
                    above control; possessed money and was an orphan; then came fame, not gradually and hardly
                    earned, but at once, and overwhelming; and bestowed probably for what he had thrown off in some
                    bright and happy and delightful moments. He was so felicitous in his language, so quick in
                    thought, that writing to him was not labour but pleasure. He was not only a poet, but, like
                    other young noblemen, he was, for several years, a man of what is called fashion, and <hi
                        rend="italic">ton</hi>, and the opinions which he then imbibed, and the habits he then
                    formed, he never afterwards got rid of. He deferred to them in his conversation and his
                    manners, long after he had learned to despise them in his heart. Naturally, like most men of
                    very exalted genius, he was contemplative, and loved solitude rather than society. At least, in
                    all our <pb xml:id="WP.261" n="HIS RESPECT FOR OPINION."/> conversations, his Lordship was
                    serious and reflecting, though wonderfully quick, acute, and discerning. With his other
                    companions he was, as I have said, light, volatile, and trifling. He was still the man of
                    fashion. Then the opinions and habits of his former days again obtained all their mastery over
                    his mind. His commanding talents, his noble endowments, and his rare acquirements were then all
                    sacrificed on the altar of fashionable frivolity. He had felt how dreadfully wearying are the
                    serious triflers of the world, and his companions being unable to comprehend his more exalted
                    thoughts, he let himself down to their level, and again became an unthinking, talking trifler.
                    To use, perhaps a homely proverb, he &#8220;howled with the wolves,&#8221; and has been
                    represented as vain, overbearing, gasconading, violent, unreflecting, capricious, and
                    heartless, because these are too much the characteristics of the class to which he belonged,
                    and of the individuals with whom he associated, and who reported of him. His noble and devoted
                    enthusiasm in the cause of liberty; his courage, endearing him even to the rude Suliotes; his
                    generosity, which never allowed him to leave one want or one woe unrelieved he could mitigate;
                    the humanity which made him sacrifice time and money and ease to soothe the sorrows of the
                    unhappy prisoners, have all at times been forgotten, and he has been held <pb xml:id="WP.262"
                        n="HIS VICES THOSE OF HIS CLASS."/> up to the censure of the world by heartless and
                    pretended friends, who were quite unable to appreciate all the nobleness of his character. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter10-32"> Even in that particular, in which perhaps he is most censurable, the
                    mockery and scorn with which he sometimes treated the dull routine of domestic life, and the
                    matrimonial and domestic virtues, he was but the expounder of the practices of that class of
                    society to which he belonged, though having somewhat more of hypocrisy than he had, they do not
                    so openly state their opinions. In his lighter poems, which have been so much censured, no
                    other <hi rend="italic">virtues</hi> but these are ridiculed. His scorn of cant and hypocrisy,
                    both in them and in his various conversations, was unmeasured. The deep affection he shewed for
                    his daughter, whom he hardly knew, and for his wife, who seems scarcely to have loved him with
                    that ardent, cherished, and patient affection he deserved, convinced me that he would have been
                    the most devoted of husbands and the best of fathers, had he not been corrupted by the vices of
                    his station and education; or had he found a woman capable of appreciating and allowing for
                    their unhappy consequences. But <persName key="LyByron">Lady Byron</persName> is herself a
                    young woman of fashion, and consequently entertains many of those opinions, and has been formed
                    on those habits notoriously destructive of conjugal happiness. She is apparently <pb
                        xml:id="WP.263" n="HIS BIRTH HIS MISFORTUNE."/> also more imbued with the dogmas than the
                    charity of religion. His Lordship, therefore, was never weaned nor reclaimed from the follies
                    he had learned as a young spoiled lord; and to this, and this alone, must be attributed his
                    neglect of some domestic virtues, and the mockery he sometimes throws on our national
                    pretensions to female chastity. He judged of the world as he had found it in <hi rend="italic"
                        >salons</hi>. When he saw, as he has declared to me, five women visiting his wife in one
                    day as friends, with all of whom he had been before intriguing, and all of high reputation in
                    the world; not outcasts, not banished from society, could he possibly form an exalted idea of
                    female virtue? and was he to blame if he laughed to scorn the pretensions so frequently put
                    forth by English writers, that we are the most virtuous and chaste of nations? It was his
                    misfortune, I repeat, to be nobly born: had that spirit, which so much needed guidance, and was
                    so apt to take impressions, been rightly directed in its youthful and green state; had it met
                    with any thing like congenial spirits, or been matured in the calm and well-ordered families of
                    the middle ranks, it would never have been polluted with some trifling spots, which, in the
                    minds of those who rightly value nothing but <hi rend="italic">domestic</hi> virtues, have done
                    his character irreparable injury. Unfortunately, his enemies, and those who have spoken against
                    him <pb xml:id="WP.264" n="APOLOGY FOR HIS ERRORS."/> with most zeal and talent, have been
                    taken from the middling classes. Possessing and praising the virtues he wanted, and overlooking
                    or incapable of feeling those he possessed, they have most unfairly and unjustly censured him
                    for not being like themselves; and for wanting that species of self-command, and that
                    conformity to the national model, which are only the results of a situation he was
                    unfortunately never placed in. </p>
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            <div xml:id="chap.11" type="chapter" n="Chapter XI">
                <pb xml:id="WP.265"/>

                <l rend="chapter"> CHAPTER XI. </l>
                <l rend="title"> CONDUCT OF <persName>COLONEL STANHOPE</persName>, AND OF THE GREEK COMMITTEE TO
                    THE GREEKS.</l>

                <p xml:id="chapter11-1a" rend="hang-indent"> Important consequences of <persName>Colonel
                        Stanhope&#8217;s</persName> proceedings&#8212;His attacks on me&#8212;The Greek Committee
                    invited to investigate them&#8212;He engages in opposition to the Greek government&#8212;Goes
                    to Greece to regenerate it&#8212;His qualities for a legislator&#8212;Greece to be regenerated
                    on <persName>Mr. Bentham&#8217;s</persName> principles, and by force&#8212;Engages individuals
                    to write against the British government, and implicates the committee and the Greeks in the
                    same hostility&#8212;Does what he can to involve them in disputes with the Holy
                    Alliance&#8212;His favourable opinion of <persName>Mavrocordato</persName>&#8212;Attachment of
                    the Greeks to the prince&#8212;Change in <persName>Colonel Stanhope&#8217;s</persName>
                    opinion&#8212;Source of the change&#8212;His abuse of the prince&#8212;The prince opposes his
                    whims&#8212;Former situation of <persName>Odysseus</persName>&#8212;An object of suspicion to
                    the government&#8212;Is favored by <persName>Capt. Trelawney</persName> and <persName>Col.
                        Stanhope</persName>&#8212;Sudden change in the opinion of the
                        latter&#8212;<persName>Odysseus</persName> flatters <persName>Colonel
                    Stanhope</persName>&#8212;The Colonel wants to put power into his hands&#8212;Intrigues to
                    break up the brigade&#8212;Suspicions entertained of <persName>Colonel
                    Stanhope</persName>&#8212;Intercepted letter of
                        <persName>Sophianopulo</persName>&#8212;<persName>Captain Trelawney&#8217;s</persName>
                    recommendation to break up the brigade&#8212;<persName>Colonel Stanhope&#8217;s</persName>
                    order for this purpose&#8212;In what respect opposed to the wishes of <persName>Lord
                        Byron</persName>&#8212;Letter of <persName>Mavrocordato</persName>&#8212;<persName>Colonel
                        Stanhope</persName> sets up a new race of Pachas&#8212;<persName>Colonel
                        Stanhope&#8217;s</persName> right to break up the brigade questioned&#8212;Formed by
                        <persName>Lord Byron</persName>, and placed by him and the committee under <persName>Prince
                        Mavrocordato</persName>&#8212;My instructions on this head&#8212;Insulting language of
                        <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName>&#8212;Source of our authority for being in
                    Greece&#8212;Conclusion that <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName> had no right to break up the
                    brigade&#8212;His improper mode of transmitting orders for this purpose <pb xml:id="WP.266"
                        n="COLONEL STANHOPE&#8217;S PROCEEDINGS."/> &#8212;Cessation of my services under the Greek
                    Committee&#8212;Charge against <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName> of injuring the Greek
                    cause, and insulting the memory of <persName>Lord Byron</persName> proved&#8212;His injudicious
                    conduct as to the war&#8212;Anger of the Greeks&#8212;His encouragement to adventurers&#8212;In
                    what manner the Committee are to blame for approving <persName>Colonel
                        Stanhope&#8217;s</persName> proceedings&#8212;Vote of approbation&#8212;Conclusion. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter11-1" rend="not-indent">
                    <hi rend="small-caps">In</hi> the last chapter I shewed what an immeasurable distance there was
                    between <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName> and the soldier who has censured him.
                    That soldier was, however, the agent of the Greek committee, and could scarcely differ from, or
                    ill-treat the most enlightened and zealous friend of the Greek cause without injuring that
                    cause; and that he did injure it is what I mean now to shew. It is impossible that the people
                    of England, who so generously subscribed their money to aid the Greeks, can see with
                    indifference the manner in which that has been employed. It is impossible, also, that this
                    country, which, by supplying the Greeks with money as a loan, has become deeply interested in
                    their success, can see with indifference any man or set of men amongst ourselves pursuing a
                    series of measures, calculated in my apprehension to ruin Greece. I am personally concerned in
                    this matter, for it was through me and through the brigade I commanded, that <persName
                        key="LdHarri5">Colonel Stanhope</persName> both insulted the memory of <persName>Lord
                        Byron</persName>, and injured the cause of the Greeks. It was not enough, also, for this
                    doughty Colonel to impugn the Greeks <pb xml:id="WP.267" n="HIS ATTACKS ON ME."/> and to
                    regulate their government, to censure <persName>Lord Byron</persName> and usurp his power, but
                    he must even, to his other attacks add an attack on me, humble as I am. In his work on Greece,
                    I am accused, at page 174, of thwarting the Colonel&#8217;s benevolent views as to printing
                    prospectuses; at page 215, I am accused of <q>&#8220;not satisfactorily accounting for certain
                        sums of money placed in my hands by the Greek committee;&#8221;</q> at page 224, I am
                    accused of &#8220;swaggering and blustering;&#8221; and at page 184, I am described as going
                    about with my eyes and hands up, crying, &#8220;Horrible, horrible; a conspiracy is formed
                    against the government, and an Englishman, <persName>Leicester Stanhope</persName>, is at the
                    head of it.&#8221; </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter11-2"> I quote these passages to shew that I am not the original assailant; I do
                    not, however, mean here to enter into any vindication of my conduct; if my employers, the Greek
                    committee, are not satisfied with it, and with the account I have given them of the money
                    intrusted to me, they have redress in their power. I have asked for investigation, I have
                    supplicated them to meet me. Why have they not done it? <persName key="JoBowri1872">Mr.
                        Bowring</persName> can probably answer; but neither he nor any other person can say that I
                    have avoided investigation, or refused to enter into the fullest explanation of my proceedings.
                        <persName key="LdHarri5">Colonel Stanhope</persName> is a member of that committee; why has
                    he not procured a public investigation, and caused a public exposure? Why has he, in the
                    insidious passage quoted above, and <pb xml:id="WP.268" n="ACCUSATIONS REFUTED."/> published to
                    the world, laboured to cast a stigma on the reputation of a man who has nothing but his labour
                    and his character by which to gain his subsistence? If I were like <persName>Colonel
                        Stanhope</persName>, a pensioner on the country, I might be regardless of public opinion;
                    but I know that if I lose my character, I must starve, and, therefore, I have called for
                    investigation. Is it not cruel in <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName>, thus to accuse me,
                    while he is one of that body which refuses me all means of vindication? But I repeat, I do not
                    mean here to defend my conduct, though I have thought it right to refer to <persName>Colonel
                        Stanhope&#8217;s</persName> public accusation, and to say I have called on the Greek
                    committee to meet me and investigate the whole business. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter11-3"> The second accusation, of blustering and swaggering, is one of <persName
                        key="LdHarri5">Colonel Stanhope&#8217;s</persName> usual vague assertions. It is precisely
                    the same accusation he makes against <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName>; so that I
                    only find myself honoured by his attributing to me a trait of character, common also to that
                    great man. <persName>Lord Byron</persName> and myself were, I suppose, among the few persons
                    who had the skill to see through the charlatanism of <persName>Colonel
                        Stanhope&#8217;s</persName> political regulations and pretensions, the good sense not to
                    natter his egregious vanity, and the courage to resist his usurpations. Borrowing a feature,
                    probably, from his own character, he has on this account attributed bullying to one and
                    blustering to the other. He will find, however, as he has already <pb xml:id="WP.269"
                        n="A CONSPIRACY IN GREECE."/> found, that I possess too little of either of these qualities
                    to be frightened by him. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter11-4"> As to his accusation that I said there was a conspiracy, and he was at the
                    head of it, I have since, unfortunately, seen no reason to alter the opinion I then had formed;
                    on the contrary, I here repeat what I then said, and shall state the grounds of my opinion. I
                    trust I shall shew that there was such a conspiracy, that it was conducted by intrigues, that
                        <persName key="LdHarri5">Colonel Stanhope</persName> lent his aid to it, and that its
                    object was to destroy the influence of <persName key="AlMavro1865">Prince
                        Mavrocordato</persName>; I trust I shall also shew that <persName>Colonel
                        Stanhope</persName>, by his conduct in this whole business, did incalculable injury to the
                    Greek cause. If I shew this, the public, or at least all that portion of it interested in the
                    success of the Greeks, and who have subscribed to assist them, will call on the Greek committee
                    to account for that vote of approbation with which they hailed the return of <persName>Colonel
                        Stanhope</persName> to England. To trace the whole business, I must go a little into
                    detail, and begin at a period antecedent to my arrival in Greece. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter11-5"> In the first place, it is quite evident that <persName>Colonel
                        Stanhope</persName> went out to Greece with the idea of regenerating that country. He
                    almost says as much. <q>&#8220;Money is what I want here; a little from the committee, a little
                        from the Quakers, schools, presses, posts, hospitals; all will then flourish; <pb
                            xml:id="WP.270" n="COLONEL STANHOPE A REFORMER."/> elementary books on education, war,
                        agriculture, &amp;c., newspapers, useful pamphlets, Greek bibles, the monthly repository,
                        medical stores, blankets, bandages, matter for the press, and <hi rend="italic">two
                            schoolmasters</hi>, to teach the Lancasterian system, are all much required. I think,
                        with such means, placed in judicious hands, this nation might be regenerated.&#8221;</q>
                    The italics are <persName>Colonel Stanhope&#8217;s</persName> own, so that he meant to
                    regenerate Greece by means of two school-masters, and a little money from the Quakers. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter11-6">
                    <persName key="LdHarri5">Colonel Stanhope</persName> carried in his head plans for organizing
                    the army, regulating the government, establishing schools, setting up newspapers, forming
                    utilitarian societies, running mails, instructing the people, reforming the rulers, changing
                    the religion, framing codes of law, regulating judicial proceedings, and in short, for doing
                    every thing. He had a constitution ready cut and dried; and he set about all these mighty
                    projects without any of that previous acquaintance with the Greeks which one might expect would
                    at least be possessed by any man who proposed to legislate for them. He had indeed been in
                    Hindostan, and had such a correct idea of the mode of treating the Greeks, that he recommended
                    the Greek committee to consult Anglo-Indians, in order to ascertain the best means of treating
                    the Greeks. <q>&#8220;In all things connected with Greece,&#8221; he says, <pb xml:id="WP.271"
                            n="WISHES BENTHAMISM ESTABLISHED."/> &#8220;consult those Anglo-Indians, who understand
                        the character of Asiatic nations. It is thus that I find myself quite at home in
                        Greece.&#8221;</q> What knowledge the committee could obtain from these it is difficult to
                    guess, except a knowledge of the means practised so successfully in Hindostan, of reducing
                    nations to slavery, under the guise of being their friends and protectors. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter11-7"> But mere regeneration was not enough for <persName key="LdHarri5">Colonel
                        Stanhope</persName>, it was to be regeneration according to <persName key="JeBenth1832">Mr.
                        Bentham&#8217;s</persName> principles. His doctrines were recommended to the Greeks on
                    every occasion; he is called &#8220;the first jurist of the age,&#8221; &#8220;the most
                    enlightened man of the most enlightened period of the world,&#8221; and his books and his
                    writings are pointed out to the Greeks as the guides of life and the sanctuaries of wisdom. I
                    know nothing of <persName>Mr. Bentham&#8217;s</persName> principles, and can therefore say
                    nothing of them; but I do know that they have never yet been reduced to practice. However just
                    they may be abstractedly, they never can be fit for the adoption of any people, (unless they
                    are to be governed by the will of <persName>Mr. Bentham</persName> instead of their own will,)
                    till they know and appreciate them. It is tyranny to impose any code of laws, however admirable
                    in themselves, on any country. <persName>Mr. Bentham&#8217;s</persName> principles are not
                    known and appreciated by the Greeks, and therefore are not proper for their immediate adoption. </p>

                <pb xml:id="WP.272" n="COL. STANHOPE AN IMPROPER AGENT."/>

                <p xml:id="chapter11-8"> Never was there a visionary, therefore, less fit to legislate for such a
                    rude country as Greece than <persName key="LdHarri5">Colonel Stanhope</persName>, loaded and
                    primed with the legislative tenets of <persName key="JeBenth1832">Mr. Bentham</persName>, and
                    ready to enforce them on the most approved Hindostanee method. This single circumstance would,
                    in every rational man&#8217;s estimation, have been quite enough to induce the Greek committee,
                    which had nothing whatever to do with reforming Greece, and did not require a resident there,
                    such as the East India Company maintains at the courts of its tributary sovereigns, to pause
                    before they sent such a man as their representative. It is, however, to be apprehended, that
                    their own plans too much resembled those of <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName>. In addition,
                    also, to his being a visionary and a theorist, he was a soldier&#8212;a man bred up in habits
                    of severe command and rigid obedience. He was a sort of Mussulman legist, ready to thrust
                    freedom down the throats of the common herd of mankind at the point of the sword, and ready
                    both to expound and enforce his theories. It was scarcely possible to have selected a worse
                    description of person to intrust with power. After he had proved by his conduct what were the
                    objects he had in view, the influential and managing members of the Greek committee, being
                    either visionaries like himself, or ignorant of the most common characteristics of human
                    nature, and in either case unfit <pb xml:id="WP.273"
                        n="STANHOPE ATTACKS THE IONIAN GOVERNMENT."/> for that high office they had taken on
                    themselves, continued to repose confidence in him, and even honoured him with their
                    approbation. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter11-9"> As proofs of his unfitness, which must have been known to the Greek
                    committee, for I take them from his own letters addressed to the honorary secretary of that
                    committee for its information, I shall quote a few specimens of his conduct. At Milan, he
                    engages a <persName>Monsieur M.</persName> to write a short historical pamphlet on the conduct
                    of <hi rend="italic">our government</hi> in the Ionian islands. <q>&#8220;I have recommended
                        him,&#8221; he says, &#8220;to select a number of <hi rend="italic">strong facts</hi>, and
                        to state them in so soft a tone that even the sensitive nerves of delicate politicians may
                        not shrink from their perusal. This pamphlet will be sent over to the <hi rend="italic"
                            >Greek committee for dispersion</hi> in the newspapers,&#8221;</q> p. 18. <q>&#8220;All
                        public bodies, and eminent men I have conversed with, agree in the expediency of <hi
                            rend="italic">changing the character of the government of the Ionian
                        Islands</hi>&#8221;</q>, p. 23. From Ancona, he tells <persName key="JoBowri1872">Mr.
                        Bowring</persName>, that a Greek settled there is to send <hi rend="italic">him</hi> (of
                    course for the Greek committee) all the acts of <hi rend="italic">mal-administration in the
                        Ionian Islands</hi>. Here, then, before we have reached the twentieth page in <persName
                        key="LdHarri5">Colonel Stanhope&#8217;s</persName> book, before he has arrived at Greece,
                    we find him engaging in intrigues against the government of the Ionian Islands, and implicating
                    the Greek committee in the same sort of conduct. They were to <pb xml:id="WP.274"
                        n="HIS HOSTILITY TO THE HOLY ALLIANCE."/> be the recipients of the calumnies which could be
                    collected by <persName>Mons. M.</persName> and the abettors of <persName>Colonel
                        Stanhope</persName>, in spreading them over the country. Thus did he and the committee do
                    what was in their power to put the Greek cause in hostility with the British government, and
                    that government kindly disposed towards the Greeks, and more than any other capable of
                    benefiting or injuring them. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter11-10"> When <persName key="LdHarri5">Colonel Stanhope</persName> was so little
                    inclined to be prudent towards his own government, which had much power to hurt him, though he
                    probably relied on his family influence for protection, it cannot be expected that he should be
                    more kindly disposed towards Austria, Russia, and the Holy Alliance. Every page of his book
                    shews his hostility to these governments. To that hostility no man can object, but it was
                    acting in a most unfriendly manner to the Greeks, to send, as the representative of the English
                    committee, a man who was sure to involve them in disputes with these powers; who was prompt to
                    act on those feelings of hatred towards the Holy Alliance, which, however justifiable in an
                    Englishman, are quite unsuitable to the Greeks. After seeing such proofs of <persName>Colonel
                        Stanhope&#8217;s</persName> hostility to the Austrians, as his book contains, and when we
                    know that the press at Missolonghi was under his control, we are at no loss to account for the
                    origin of <pb xml:id="WP.275" n="HIS ATTACHMENT TO REVOLUTION."/> those attacks, both on the
                    Ionian government, and on the government of Austria, which he so warmly supported, and which
                    gave so much chagrin and uneasiness both to <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName> and
                        <persName key="AlMavro1865">Prince Mavrocordato</persName>. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter11-11"> At page 63, we find him recommending the committee to send authors out to
                    Greece; <q>&#8220;men,&#8221; he says, &#8220;who could speak French, German, or Italian, and
                        who could write strong articles in plain language, would do incalculable good
                        here.&#8221;</q> The press was not, therefore, for the Greeks to speak their sentiments to
                    one another, but for foreigners to endoctrine them with those strong articles in plain
                    language, which have stirred up so much strife in some parts of Europe. At page 89, he
                    recommends <q>&#8220;the committee to send out a few men of political acquirements to write for
                        the public journals.&#8221;</q> At another place, they are desired to send out the articles
                    ready written; so that <persName key="LdHarri5">Colonel Stanhope</persName> thought every thing
                    might be done by using the political jargon which is common to political declaimers. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter11-12"> These partisan feelings, so conspicuous in <persName key="LdHarri5"
                        >Colonel Stanhope&#8217;s</persName> book, must have been known to the committee before he
                    reached Missolonghi, and yet they appear to have encouraged him in all his wild schemes; but
                    particularly in that wildest of all schemes, setting up a press in Greece, by which all the
                    defeated partisans of revolution, by <pb xml:id="WP.276" n="XARTIES IN GREECE."/> force and not
                    by knowledge, might abuse all the governments of Europe. The Greek committee and
                        <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName> certainly forgot that men of all persuasions and
                    sects were subscribers to their funds; and that the purpose for which they subscribed was to
                    relieve some of the miseries of. the cruel warfare in which the Greeks were engaged, and enable
                    them to resist the Turks. Those subscriptions had no European political object, and it was a
                    desertion of principles for the committee to have any thing in view but merely to assist the
                    Greeks. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter11-13"> With such mighty projects in his head, it was to be expected that
                        <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName> would not agree very well with those who had most
                    influence in Greece, and who would like least to be dictated to. The parties in Greece,
                    although every chief had a party of his own, were principally two. A party that sought, by
                    organizing and consolidating civil institutions and civil power, in the manner most suitable to
                    the situation and wants of Greece, to ensure government, and order, and military strength. At
                    the head of this party was and is <persName key="AlMavro1865">Prince Mavrocordato</persName>.
                    It engages in many intrigues, as every body admits; it would like to make Greece a monarchy and
                    perhaps have a foreign sovereign, who would be obliged to rule through the individuals who are
                    its chiefs. It liked no rival, and of course dreaded that influence which <pb xml:id="WP.277"
                        n="MAVROCORDATO THE CHIEF OF ONE PARTY."/> might be obtained by any person having money;
                    and it wished to keep the press under control, lest it should be directed contrary to its
                    views. The other party was that of the military chiefs, each of whom wished to obtain power,
                    and have plunder; and, therefore, though they were united in their opposition to the party
                    seeking civil order, they were the rivals and enemies of each other. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter11-14"> Of all the chiefs, however, no one was more generally respected than
                        <persName key="AlMavro1865">Mavrocordato</persName>. He was the best known in Europe, and
                    the most relied on. To him, in conjunction with that body called the general government, though
                    it had but little power, had <persName>Lord Byron</persName> united himself. To him, also, as
                    the most efficient executive organ of this government, had the Greek committee consigned the
                    stores intended for the use of the Greeks. By his influence also and his name, more than those
                    of any other individual, was the loan negotiated in England. Unquestionably he was and is the
                    first statesman in Greece, though, from not having any armed hordes at his command, living on
                    plunder, he has not been so much distinguished as a military leader, as some of the other
                    chiefs. If there is one individual in Greece, capable by his knowledge of appreciating the
                    general wants of his countrymen, and by his skill of uniting them under one form of government,
                    that individual is <persName>Mavrocordato</persName>. He was destitute, however, of money <pb
                        xml:id="WP.278" n="ATTACHMENT OF THE GREEKS TO THE PRINCE."/> and of troops; and therefore
                    it was that <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName>, and also the committee in the first
                    instance, did what they could to strengthen him, and to preserve for him that influence in the
                    councils of his country, which he merits by his abilities and his virtues. The stores which I
                    accompanied to Greece, and all the men, were sent to assist him at Missolonghi, which had no
                    other temptation as a place of residence but its utility as one of the outworks of Greece, and
                    the necessity of defending it. <persName>Mavrocordato</persName> was there with the best and
                    most patriotic intentions; and in this swamp, to second these intentions, <persName>Lord
                        Byron</persName> took up his residence. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter11-15"> The general estimation in which the Prince was held, may be known by the
                    following extracts from <persName key="LdHarri5">Colonel Stanhope&#8217;s</persName> own
                        work:&#8212;<q>&#8220;The Hydriots and Spezziots, in virtue of a promise formerly made
                        them, wished to settle their families at Napoli di Romania. <persName key="ThColoc1843"
                            >Colocotroni</persName>, it seems, opposed this measure, upon which the islanders
                        refused to act. <persName key="AlMavro1865">Mavrocordato</persName> was, in consequence,
                        sent to Hydra to conciliate them, and to persuade them to equip their fleet. He succeeded;
                        they set sail, had a naval engagement with the Turks, between Tenedos and Mitylene, and
                        took or burnt five or six vessels&#8221;</q> page 20. <q>&#8220;The Hydriots and Spezziots
                        are also much attached to <persName>Mavrocordato</persName>. In short, the whole nation
                        seem to look up to him as their friend&#8221;</q>, page 35.
                            <q>&#8220;<persName>Mavrocordato</persName> is a favourite <pb xml:id="WP.279"
                            n="SOURCE OF STANHOPE&#8217;S QUARREL WITH HIM"/> with the islands, the people of
                        Western Greece, and the legislative body. He is now president of that body, and is sent
                        round here to settle affairs in this quarter. I find him good-natured, clever,
                        accommodating, and disposed to do good. He has rather an ingenious than a profound mind. He
                        seems at all times disposed to concede and to advance every good measure; and I consider it
                        a great advantage for Greece, that he is now in power at Missolonghi,&#8221;</q> page
                    41&#8212;42. At page 55, <persName>Mavrocordato</persName> is described as the &#8220;idol of
                    the people.&#8221; Here, then, we have <persName>Colonel Stanhope&#8217;s</persName> own
                    testimony to the high character of <persName>Mavrocordato</persName>. So esteemed as he was and
                    is, surely he, if any individual in Greece should know what is required for that country, and
                    surely he of all men there deserves confidence. I have already stated, however, on the
                    authority of <persName>Lord Byron</persName>, that <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName>
                    bearded the Prince; and that, conceding and ready to promote every good measure as he was, on
                        <persName>Colonel Stanhope&#8217;s</persName> own shewing, he was obliged to oppose much
                    which the latter did or wanted to do. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter11-16"> Before <persName key="LdHarri5">Colonel Stanhope</persName> had been six
                    weeks at Missolonghi, the following scene occurred. It is described by <persName>Colonel
                        Stanhope</persName>, and therefore he will not object to its
                        authenticity:&#8212;<q>&#8220;The press is not yet in motion; I will explain to you the
                        cause. When I arrived here I found <pb xml:id="WP.280"
                            n="ARROGANT PROCEEDINGS OF THE COLONEL."/> that <persName key="AlMavro1865"
                            >Mavrocordato</persName> had brought a press with him, and that <persName
                            key="JeMeyer1826">Dr. Meyer</persName> had undertaken to conduct it. I immediately
                        endeavoured to rouse the several persons concerned to commence the work; but a thousand
                        obstacles were thrown in the way. At last a house was procured and put in order: a
                        prospectus, partly written by <persName>Dr. Meyer</persName> and partly by myself, was
                        prepared, a list of the members of the three Parliaments, the Primates, Capitani, &amp;c.
                        was made out, and a circular letter ready to forward to them. In short, when I thought that
                        the matter was actually printed, the <hi rend="italic">redacteur</hi> declared that the
                        language of the prospectus was not good; that he had received one from the prince that was
                        all excellent; in short, that he <hi rend="italic">would not print</hi> the prospectus.
                        Mark well that he is the only printer here. It is necessary to mention to you that, during
                        this most important struggle, the treaty or contract, which I had guaranteed relative to
                        the small loan of &#163;100 for the fleet, had been violated. Instead of seven ships being
                        retained here, only five, and two fire-vessels, remained. The prince&#8217;s secretary came
                        to explain the matter to me; but sophistry would not do from one who was slily acting as
                        censor over the press, and attempting to suppress the thoughts of the finest genius of the
                        most enlightened age&#8212;the thoughts of the immortal <persName key="JeBenth1832"
                            >Bentham</persName>. I told the secretary that contracts were sacred things, and if
                        they were broken in one <pb xml:id="WP.281" n="SCOLDS BOTH THE PRINCE AND HIS SERVANTS."/>
                        instance, what security was there for <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName>
                        loan or the expected English loan. The next morning I met the <hi rend="italic"
                            >redacteur</hi> at <persName>Dr. M.&#8217;s</persName>, and <hi rend="italic">rated him
                            roughly</hi>. I declared that I would set up a press in the Morea, and expose the whole
                        intrigue. I then asked whether it was intended to establish an inquisition in Greece.
                        &#8216;What,&#8217; said I, &#8216;will <persName>Prince Mavrocordato</persName> say to
                        you; he who is the idol of the people, the governor they have forced the executive to
                        adopt, and the president of the representatives of a free people, should he hear that you
                        have acted so basely?&#8217; He shuffled, and agreed to publish what <persName>Dr.
                            M.</persName> had written, but said that the translation from
                            <persName>Bentham</persName> was not in good Greek, and could not appear. I gave him
                            <hi rend="italic">another sound rating</hi>, and he yielded. Since that time, the
                        prince has called upon me. I told him how infamously the printer had behaved, and repeated
                        all that I had said to him. I told him, further, that no man&#8217;s reputation could be
                        safe without a free press; and, as an instance of it, I mentioned that he was accused of
                        wishing to sell the Morea to England, and of aspiring to the throne of Greece. The <hi
                            rend="italic">high and sturdy tone</hi> assumed in these two conversations produced the
                        desired result:&#8212;the prospectus is printed; and I feel proud that in Greece, as in
                        Hindoostan, I have contributed to the first establishment of a free press.&#8221;</q>
                </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter11-17"> From his interview with <persName key="LdHarri5">Colonel
                        Stanhope</persName>, <pb xml:id="WP.282" n="STANHOPE THANKED FOR CONCILIATION."/>
                    <persName key="AlMavro1865">Mavrocordato</persName> retired silent and humiliated. This
                    foreigner assumed the direction of affairs; <hi rend="italic">rates this man roughly</hi>;
                    gives him &#8220;<hi rend="italic">another sound rating</hi>,&#8221; assumes a &#8220;<hi
                        rend="italic">high and sturdy tone</hi>;&#8221; and carries his business through in
                    opposition to that very authority of which he was only to be the auxiliary! This man is
                    described in the vote of thanks of the Greek committee, as &#8220;<hi rend="italic">having
                        acted with sound discretion</hi>,&#8221; and as &#8220;having a conciliatory spirit;&#8221;
                    and here is evidence of his having set himself up in opposition to the native authorities
                    before he had been two months in Greece. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter11-18"> At this time <persName key="AlMavro1865">Mavrocordato</persName> depended
                    on the supplies of that committee to maintain himself at Missolonghi, and preserve this
                    important post. Was it generous, or was it prudent in <persName key="LdHarri5">Colonel
                        Stanhope</persName> to humiliate the prince in this manner, or to make use of the power
                    which circumstance gave him to enforce a whim of his own? Was it not an evidence, and a strong
                    evidence, that our pretensions to assist the Greeks were only founded on a wish to obtain
                    influence in their country? From that time forward, as might be expected, there was a coolness
                    and opposition between <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName> and
                        <persName>Mavrocordato</persName>. The prince constantly objecting to his violence, and
                    endeavouring, by those arts of intrigue so common among all classes of the Greeks, to check the
                    circulation of writings he had not the power to suppress. On the other <pb xml:id="WP.283"
                        n="HIS CALUMNY OF MAVROCORDATO."/> hand, <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName> knowing
                    these underhand methods, grew constantly more imbittered against
                        <persName>Mavrocordato</persName>, and accused him of wanting to suppress all discussion,
                    and of desiring no other press but that which should speak his own sentiments. Before one month
                    after this first dispute, <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName> describes
                        <persName>Mavrocordato</persName>, for no other reason that I could ever learn, than
                    because he objected to the violent tirades of the Colonel, &#8220;as no friend to liberty <hi
                        rend="italic">in a large sense</hi>,&#8221; page 63. Before another month elapsed,
                        <persName>Mavrocordato</persName> was accused of having <q>&#8220;ambition, but not the
                        daring or self-confidence required to play the first part in the state. His game,
                        therefore, is to secure the second character, either under the commonwealth or under a
                        king.&#8221;</q> And then the Colonel asks, sneeringly, <q>&#8220;What can you expect from
                        a Turk or a Greek of Constantinople?&#8221;</q> page 100. We are afterwards told, however,
                    that <persName>Mavrocordato</persName> is a good man. &#8220;Greece,&#8221; says
                        <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName>, at page 147, <q>&#8220;is split into factions, which
                        are enrolled into two great parties. The one consists of <persName>Mavrocordato</persName>,
                        the islands, a large portion of the legislative body, of the Primates, and of the people.
                        The other consists of <persName key="DeYpsil1832">Ipsilanti</persName>, <persName
                            key="PeMavro1848">Petrombey</persName>, <persName key="ThColoc1843"
                            >Colocotroni</persName>, and the principal part of the soldiery. <persName
                            key="Odyss1825">Odysseus</persName> professes neutrality, but leans to the latter
                        party. <hi rend="italic"><persName>Mavrocordato</persName> is a good man, but cannot go
                            straight</hi>. He is, secretly, for a mild <hi rend="italic">monarchy</hi>.</q>&#8212;A
                    thing as <pb xml:id="WP.284" n="SOURCE OF THE CHANGE IN HIS OPINION."/> easy to be obtained in
                    Greece as a mild <hi rend="italic">tigerarchy</hi>.&#8221; Four months later,
                        <persName>Mavrocordato</persName> is described as one from whom no good could be expected,
                    he having been sent to Greece and patronised by the metropolitan <persName>Ignatius</persName>,
                    who is a mongrel of Turkish, Russian, and Greek breed, and a pensioner of Russia&#8212;page
                    212. Of both, <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName> says, <q>&#8220;what can you expect, but
                        that each will play the republican or the slave, as circumstances may require or ambition
                        dictate?&#8221;</q>
                </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter11-19"> From these passages, it is plain a complete change had been effected in
                        <persName key="LdHarri5">Colonel Stanhope&#8217;s</persName> sentiments towards <persName
                        key="AlMavro1865">Prince Mavrocordato</persName>; and for this change there was no reason
                    whatever, but the discovery made by <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName> that the prince was
                    not as great an enthusiast and visionary as himself. He does not, he cannot, alledge one act
                    against him. He does not attribute to him any loss of popularity or power. He does not say that
                    the islanders had ceased to love and respect him. He convicts him of no intrigues, and does not
                    even prove that he was guilty of any follies. The prince still remained at the post he occupied
                    when <persName>Stanhope</persName> went to Greece, and was engaged in the same pursuits as when
                    he described him as the general favourite, and as ready to engage in every good work. The whole
                    course of the change in the Colonel&#8217;s mind is as clear as if it were a stream lying at
                    our feet. He respects <persName>Mavrocordato</persName> at <pb xml:id="WP.285"
                        n="INJURY EFFECTED BY HIS CALUMNY."/> first for his good conduct and great exertions, but
                    he wants to do a number of things in Greece, which, in
                        <persName>Mavrocordato&#8217;s</persName> opinion are not beneficial to Greece.
                        <persName>Mavrocordato</persName>, unable to resist him without injuring Greece, and
                    unwilling to offend one who has so much in his power, opposes his violent proceedings in an
                    underhand way, and the Colonel&#8217;s respect is changed to contempt, and then comes calumny
                    and opposition. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter11-20"> Had the accusations of <persName key="LdHarri5">Colonel
                        Stanhope</persName> been only breathed into the ear of the secretary of the Greek
                    committee, however much this might have been lamented, and whatever harm they might have done
                    the Greek cause, they would not have been noticed here; but they are published to the world;
                    and after <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName> has been one of the instruments for
                    transferring that portion of the loan into the pockets of the Greeks, which was ever destined
                    to enter them, he puts forth statements calculated to deprive the most capable man in Greece of
                    confidence, and thus by injuring the Greek cause, to take from the Greek government the means
                    of fulfilling its engagements. Had <persName>Colonel Stanhope&#8217;s</persName> opposition
                    been confined to what he printed in the newspapers in Greece, and what he published in his
                    book, I should have left to far abler pens than mine the task of punishing him and defending
                    the Greeks. He has exposed his conduct so completely in his own book that every <pb
                        xml:id="WP.286" n="LORD BYRON&#8217;S ADVICE"/> body interested for the Greeks must see a
                    want of wisdom in all his proceedings, and among the enlightened friends to their cause, some
                    will be found to avenge them. But he has done more than print and publish; he broke up the
                    brigade which <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName> had formed; he destroyed all the
                    fruits of my exertions at Missolonghi; he did irreparable injury to the Greeks by breaking up
                    that brigade, and this it is which calls on me to expose his conduct. Whatever may have been
                    the results of his proceedings, I honestly believe they were all caused by his having been
                    thwarted in his newspaper views by <persName>Lord Byron</persName> and <persName
                        key="AlMavro1865">Prince Mavrocordato</persName>. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter11-21"> Now for the proofs of his improper proceedings. It has been already
                    mentioned, that the Greek government, <persName key="AlMavro1865">Prince
                        Mavrocordato</persName>, and <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName>, were all
                    apprehensive of what would be the conduct of <persName key="Odyss1825">Ulysses</persName>,
                        <persName key="ThColoc1843">Colocotroni</persName>, and the other military leaders, if they
                    had power. It was <persName>Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> opinion, which he signified to the
                    government, that as small a portion of the loan, and as few of the stores as possible, should
                    be placed at the disposal of these chiefs. Such an opinion was fully justified by their
                    previous character and conduct. <persName>Ulysses</persName> had been a servant of <persName
                        key="AliPasha">Ali Pacha</persName>, and a captain of an organized band of plunderers.
                        <persName>Colocotroni</persName> was a mere adventurer, who had been guilty of all sorts of
                    oppression in the Morea, and <pb xml:id="WP.287"
                        n="COLONEL STANHOPE&#8217;S LIKING FOR ULYSSES."/> had collected a considerable body of
                    troops, by allowing them to commit almost unheard-of enormities. He even took and plundered
                    some part of the stores belonging to the Greek committee. Since that period, both these chiefs
                    have openly rebelled against the government, and have been defeated.
                        <persName>Colocotroni</persName> has been deprived of his power, and
                        <persName>Ulysses</persName> has again taken up his abode in an impregnable, and to
                    strangers inaccessible, pass in the mountains. Thus the event has fully justified the
                    suspicions which the government entertained of these mercenary soldiers, and done more than any
                    language can do to condemn the conduct of those Englishmen who supported them in opposition to
                    that government. It is very natural for military men to admire military virtues.
                        <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName>, like other officers, is fond of commanding, or of
                    carrying things with a high hand, and he would probably admire, more than a mere civilian would
                    do, a similar disposition in another person. From some reason of this kind, <persName>Colonel
                        Stanhope</persName> was much more attached to the military chiefs, particularly to
                        <persName>Ulysses</persName>, than to the cautious and even wily
                        <persName>Mavrocordato</persName>. <persName key="EdTrela1881">Captain
                    Trelawney</persName>, a romantic kind of adventurer, had also been much with
                        <persName>Ulysses</persName>, and was personally attached to him. He liked the free and
                    energetic character and mode of living of this mountain robber. His communications to
                        <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName>
                    <pb xml:id="WP.288" n="THE ROBBER CHIEF&#8217;S FLATTERY."/> may probably have had some
                    influence on the Colonel&#8217;s opinions. In addition to this, <persName>Ulysses</persName>,
                    knowing <persName>Colonel Stanhope&#8217;s</persName>
                    <hi rend="italic">penchant</hi> for newspapers, professed to assist him in setting up his press
                    at Athens. From these various causes, <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName> was quite smitten
                    with him, and threw all his weight into the scale of this mountain robber, almost the instant
                    he got to Athens. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter11-22"> Only a fortnight after leaving Missolonghi, and after knowing <persName
                        key="Odyss1825">Ulysses</persName> or <persName>Odysseus</persName>, about half that time,
                    he writes of him thus, <q>&#8220;I have been constantly with <persName>Odysseus</persName>. He
                        has a very strong mind, a good heart, and is brave as his sword; <hi rend="italic">he is a
                            doing man; he governs with a strong arm, and is the only man in Greece that can
                            preserve order</hi>. He puts, however, complete confidence in the people. He is <hi
                            rend="italic">for a strong government, for constitutional rights</hi>, and for vigorous
                        efforts against the enemy. He professes himself of no faction, neither of <persName
                            key="DeYpsil1832">Ipsilante&#8217;s</persName>, nor of <persName key="ThColoc1843"
                            >Colocotroni&#8217;s</persName>, nor of <persName key="AlMavro1865"
                            >Mavrocordato&#8217;s</persName>, neither of the primates, nor of the Capitani, nor of
                        the foreign-king faction. He speaks of them all in the most undisguised manner. <hi
                            rend="italic">He likes good foreigners, is friendly to a small body of foreign troops,
                            and courts instruction. He has established two schools here, and has allowed me to set
                            the press at work. He complains that the press at Missolonghi does not insert articles
                            that do not suit the politics of the editor</hi>.&#8221;</q> Five days after this
                        <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName> writes as follows: <pb xml:id="WP.289"
                        n="ITS INFLUENCE ON COLONEL STANHOPE."/>
                    <q>&#8220;The Chief <persName>Odysseus</persName> has been a mountain robber, has never bowed
                        in bondage to the Turks, has served under <persName key="AliPasha">Ali Pacha</persName>,
                        has been chosen governor of Eastern Greece, has refused to give up Athens to a weak
                        government, and has lately sympathized with the people, and taken the liberal course in
                        politics. He is a brave soldier, has great power, and promotes public liberty.&#8212;Just
                        such a man Greece requires.&#8221;</q>
                </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter11-23"> Here is strong and decisive evidence of <persName key="LdHarri5">Colonel
                        Stanhope</persName> embracing, with all the warm feelings of a partisan, the party of the
                    mountain robber; and of the man who had refused to give up Athens to a <hi rend="italic">weak
                        government</hi>. <persName key="Odyss1825">Odysseus</persName> was at that very moment
                    opposed to the party with which <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName> was
                    united,&#8212;the party of the government and <persName key="AlMavro1865">Prince
                        Mavrocordato</persName>, (as is evident from <persName>Colonel Stanhope&#8217;s</persName>
                    own shewing) and what is more, the party with which the committee was connected, the party with
                    which the loan had been negotiated, the party to which the artisans, and all the stores, had
                    been sent. For taking this decided part, <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName> appears to have
                    had no reason whatever, but that he was flattered by <persName>Odysseus</persName>. The very
                    language and opinions he puts into the mouth of this chief, were the language and opinions he
                    himself held. <q>&#8220;He promotes public liberty; he has allowed me to set the press at work;
                        he has established two schools; he complains of the press at Missolonghi; and, withal, he
                        possesses great power, does this <pb xml:id="WP.290" n="A DEMAND FOR STORES."/> mountain
                        robber, and he governs with a strong hand.&#8221;</q> It is quite plain that this frank
                    soldier had more cunning than <persName>Mavrocordato</persName>, and gave into all the
                    Colonel&#8217;s whims for the sake of obtaining his support. What respect can a mountain
                    robber, a Captain of <persName key="AliPasha">Ali Pacha&#8217;s</persName>, have for a free
                    press; or what can such a man know of the nice safeguards of civil and political liberty? His
                    conduct had undergone no alteration; and, merely by <hi rend="italic">professing</hi> the same
                    principles as <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName>, he instantly won his confidence. It could
                    not, however, be unknown to <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName> at the time, that
                        <persName>Odysseus</persName> was an object of suspicion to the general government; nor
                    that letters had frequently been intercepted, which had justified these suspicions. While he
                    was cajoling <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName>, by pretending to be of no party, and to
                    have a great partiality for the freedom of the press, he was carrying on intrigues with
                        <persName>Ipsilanti</persName> and <persName>Colocotroni</persName>, to put an end to the
                    influence of <persName>Mavrocodato</persName>, and overturn the party of civil order, so that
                    Greece might be delivered up entirely to the strong government of the <hi rend="italic"
                        >Capitani</hi>, and be placed under their swords. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter11-24"> The first practical result of this new attachment of <persName
                        key="LdHarri5">Colonel Stanhope&#8217;s</persName>, was a demand on <persName key="LdByron"
                        >Lord Byron</persName> to send powder, guns, shot, and other stores, from Missolonghi to
                    Athens; that is, to take them from the government to which they had been sent, and consign them
                    to <persName key="Odyss1825">Odysseus</persName>. When <pb xml:id="WP.291"
                        n="INTRIGUE AT MISSOLONGHI."/>
                    <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName> wrote, on March the 8th, to <persName>Lord
                        Byron</persName>, he also suggested that the English mechanics, if they had not departed
                    from Missolonghi, should be sent to Athens, as well as myself, or <persName key="MrGill1824"
                        >Mr. Gill</persName>, or <persName key="JMHodge1831">Mr. Hodges</persName>. Thus, as far as
                    depended on <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName>, he would at once have weakened, even during
                        <persName>Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> lifetime, his resources, and the resources of
                        <persName key="AlMavro1865">Prince Mavrocordato</persName>. As this request was known, both
                    to the Prince and to <persName>Odysseus</persName>, it had the immediate effect of exciting the
                    hopes and encourageing the intrigues of the latter, and making the former dread the influence
                    of <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName> more than ever. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter11-25"> The next result was, that intrigues were set on foot to seduce some of
                    those from our service whom <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName> would not send. I do
                    not say that <persName key="LdHarri5">Colonel Stanhope</persName> himself engaged in this low
                    dirty business: but I am sure, lending himself to the party of <persName key="Odyss1825"
                        >Odysseus</persName> gave it a credit at Missolonghi it would not otherwise have acquired,
                    and enabled his partisans to use <persName>Stanhope&#8217;s</persName> name, in a way they
                    would not otherwise have dared to do. Soon after the request for stores arrived, in consequence
                    of the numerous saint and holy days on which the Greeks would on no account work, I procured,
                    through <persName>Lord Byron</persName>, permission) from the clergy, for the Greeks in the
                    arsenal to work on Sunday, to which generally they had no objection. They were to receive <pb
                        xml:id="WP.292" n="INTERCEPTED LETTER."/> more pay for working on that day than on any
                    other. But on stating this circumstance to the workmen, I found there existed among them an
                    unwillingness I had never before perceived. This surprised me, and pursuing the inquiry, into
                    which I was led by some hints, I ascertained that these men had been tampered with by the party
                    at Athens, who had used <persName>Colonel Stanhope&#8217;s</persName> name, and that discontent
                    had in consequence got amongst them. They thought they should be better off at Athens, and
                    wished to leave Missolonghi. Under the sanction of <persName>Colonel
                        Stanhope&#8217;s</persName> example, and tempted by selfishness and ambition, they joined,
                    in their wishes, the party arrayed against Missolonghi, and did what they could to break up the
                    establishment there, and ruin <persName key="AlMavro1865">Mavrocordato</persName>, for the
                    benefit of <persName>Odysseus</persName>. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter11-26"> By <persName key="LdHarri5">Colonel Stanhope</persName> embracing so
                    openly the party of the latter, he gave an opportunity to the partisans of <persName
                        key="Odyss1825">Odysseus</persName>, to represent him as wholly attached to the
                        <persName>Athenian Chief</persName>. Thus <persName key="DrSophi1824"
                        >Sophianopulo</persName>, one of <persName>Odysseus&#8217;s</persName> friends, writing
                    from Athens to <persName key="DeYpsil1832">Demetrius Ipsilanti</persName>, says, <q>&#8220;The
                        English took the part of the Cranidi people in the first instance, only because they were
                        deceived by <persName key="AlMavro1865">Mavrocordato</persName>, but having been since
                        persuaded that <persName>Mavrocordato</persName>, and those of Cranidi, instead of seeking
                        the independence of Greece, are endeavouring without the consent of the people, to <hi
                            rend="italic">invite kings</hi> and <hi rend="italic">to demand the protection of
                            foreign <pb xml:id="WP.293" n="SUSPICIONS IT GENERATED."/> powers</hi>, they have
                        quitted the party of <persName>Mavrocordato</persName> and those of Cranidi, and now
                        panegyrize the conduct of the Tripolitza people, with whom they are desirous of entering
                        into a correspondence, seeing that they desire only a national assembly, union, and a
                        cessation of faction. <persName>Mavrocordato</persName> had so prejudiced the English
                        against <persName>Ulysses</persName>, <persName key="Niket1849">Niketas</persName>, and
                            <persName key="ThColoc1843">Colocotroni</persName>, that they could not listen to their
                        names with pleasure; but the conferences of <persName>Col. Stanhope</persName> with
                            <persName>Ulysses</persName>, although very brief, and his acquaintance with
                            <persName>Goortho</persName>, and other persons of good sentiments, have compelled <hi
                            rend="italic">him to declare that the fall of <persName>Mavrocordato</persName>
                        </hi>, the introduction of <persName>D. Ipsilanti</persName> into the national government,
                        and the reinforcement of the government with <persName key="GnColli1825"
                            >Colliopulo</persName> and <persName>Goortho</persName>, are the only means of securing
                        the independence of Greece, and the consolidation of her laws, by putting a stop to civil
                        war and intestine disturbances,&#8221;</q> p. 308. This letter was intercepted by the <hi
                        rend="italic">government</hi> and sent to Missolonghi, where it arrived shortly after we
                    had discovered the intrigues set on foot, in <persName>Colonel Stanhope&#8217;s</persName>
                    name, to seduce our people, and shortly after he had made those requisitions which, if complied
                    with, would have put Missolonghi in the power of any body who chose to attack it. These
                    circumstances, which all occurred shortly before <persName>Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> death,
                    begot an opinion at Missolonghi, that <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName> was openly lending
                    himself to <pb xml:id="WP.294" n="STANHOPE IN A CONSPIRACY."/> the intrigues of
                        <persName>Ulysses</persName>&#8212;whom he describes in another place as a consummate
                    intriguer, and of course they had a powerful effect on the minds of all the persons, both
                    foreigners and Greeks, at Missolonghi. This was, I believe, one strong motive for
                        <persName>Mavrocordato</persName> not meeting a congress called by
                        <persName>Odysseus</persName>, and recommended by <persName>Stanhope</persName>. Thus, the
                    violent partisan feelings betrayed by <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName> had the immediate
                    effect of preventing that meeting, which might have promoted the union of the whole, had it
                    been properly managed. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter11-27"> That <persName key="DrSophi1824">Sophianopulo</persName> was engaged in a
                    conspiracy to destroy the power of <persName key="AlMavro1865">Mavrocordato</persName> is
                    admitted. That <persName key="LdHarri5">Colonel Stanhope</persName> had fully lent himself to
                    the views of this man, whom his own friends describe as a detestable character, is evident from
                    his recommending, in the passage already quoted, p. 246, two of the very measures which this
                        <persName>Sophianopulo</persName> wished to have executed, viz., the introduction of
                        <persName key="DeYpsil1832">D. Ipsilanti</persName> and <persName key="GnColli1825"
                        >Colliopulo</persName> into the government. The opinion that <persName>Colonel
                        Stanhope</persName> was engaged with <persName key="Odyss1825">Odysseus</persName> in his
                    rebellious projects against the government was strengthened, also, by what this letter said of
                        <persName>Colonel Stanhope&#8217;s</persName> opinions, as to <persName>Prince
                        Mavrocordato</persName> wishing to invite a King, and place the Greeks under the protection
                    of foreign powers, because it was known that <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName>, however
                    unjustifiable such opinions were by any circumstances in the conduct of
                        <persName>Mavrocordato</persName>, <pb xml:id="WP.295" n="CORRESPONDS WITH MY SUBALTERNS."
                    /> did entertain them. This intercepted letter, therefore, shewed that <persName>Colonel
                        Stanhope</persName> had at least made <persName>Sophianopulo</persName> his confidant, and
                    had entered into his views. So strong was the opinion at Missolonghi, that he had joined the
                    opposing chiefs in all their views against the government, that his own partisans there, for he
                    had partisans, write to him thus: &#8220;Considerable pains are taken by some person or
                    persons, to make it appear, that you are supporting a faction in opposition to the government,
                    and this is not a little increased, by a letter written by <persName key="FrHasti1828">Mr.
                        Hastings</persName> (a friend of <persName>Colonel Stanhope&#8217;s</persName>) to an
                    American gentleman here, of the name of <persName key="GeJarvi1828">Jarvis</persName>, in which
                    he says, &#8220;that in spite of all his remonstrances, he is afraid your mind is biassed by a
                    person, named we believe <persName>Sophianopulo</persName>, whom <persName>Hastings</persName>
                    states to be one of the most execrable villains that ever existed.&#8221; p. 184.* </p>

                <note place="foot">
                    <p xml:id="WP.295-1"> * This extract is part of a letter from Messrs. <persName
                            key="JMHodge1831">Hodges</persName> and <persName key="MrGill1824">Gill</persName>, two
                        persons under my orders at Missolonghi: it bears no date, but it is mentioned in a letter
                        written by the Colonel from Salona, on April the 18th, and is described as having been just
                        received. The independent and upright-minded <persName key="LdHarri5">Colonel
                            Stanhope</persName>, had engaged my subalterns therefore to write to him, and the
                        tenour of their correspondence is somewhat remarkable. This letter begins. &#8220;In <hi
                            rend="italic">respect to what has been done</hi> since our arrival, as we cannot say
                        what we wish, we will decline saying any thing.&#8221; So that <persName>Colonel
                            Stanhope</persName> did not choose to be informed of what was doing, or of what had
                        been done, by <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName>, <persName key="PiGamba1827"
                            >Count Gamba</persName>, or me; no, he had recourse to my subalterns, whom he thus
                        employed and encouraged to transmit reports of the conduct of their superiors. That was the
                        sort of information <persName>Stanhope</persName> asked and wanted. </p>
                </note>

                <pb xml:id="WP.296" n="RECOMMENDATION OF CAPT. TRELAWNEY."/>

                <p xml:id="chapter11-28"> After <persName key="LdHarri5">Colonel Stanhope</persName> had been
                    informed of the suspicions excited by his conduct, it might have been expected that he would
                    have taken some steps to remove them. He persevered, however, in giving power to the robber
                    chief, who has since been obliged again to take to the mountains; and, in weakening <persName
                        key="AlMavro1865">Mavrocordato</persName> and the government, thus he identified his views
                    with the conduct of <persName key="Odyss1825">Odysseus</persName>. He had been warned of the
                    consequences, he knew of the suspicions, knew of the imputations which had been made against
                    him, and yet he persevered in breaking up the establishment at Missolonghi. On April the 28th,
                    not ten days after <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> death, his friend, and
                    the friend of <persName>Odysseus</persName>, <persName key="EdTrela1881">Captain
                        Trelawney</persName> writes to <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName> from Missolonghi,
                    thus: <q>&#8220;Every one here, I mean the English artificers and brigade, now wish to join
                            <persName>Odysseus</persName>; or, at least, to leave this hole; I know you will say I
                        have seduced them.&#8221;</q> On the 29th he writes, <q>&#8220;Every one says, <persName
                            key="PiGamba1827">Gamba</persName> and all, that neither <persName>Byron</persName>,
                        nor any one else, has given the committee&#8217;s stores to
                            <persName>Mavrocordato</persName>. I have ascertained, that you are legally and
                        indisputably now in full possession, and full power. <persName key="JMHodge1831"
                            >Hodges</persName> and <persName key="MrGill1824">Gill</persName> will not stay here.
                        All the English wish to be off. Do, my dear Sir, take some prompt and decisive steps. I
                        will, if you like, execute them. You know the wants of Eastern Greece. Could you not
                        consign some portion of <pb xml:id="WP.297" n="ORDER SENT BY STANHOPE."/> these stores to
                        that part, on condition of the <hi rend="italic">Greek government&#8217;s</hi> approval?
                        Divide the artillery brigade in two, for it is, in force, two brigades.&#8221;</q>
                </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter11-29"> In consequence of such representations seconding his own wishes,
                        <persName key="LdHarri5">Colonel Stanhope</persName> wrote from Zante, under date May 18th,
                    to <persName key="JMHodge1831">Mr. Hodges</persName>, one of those subalterns with whom he had
                    previously been corresponding, desiring him <q>&#8220;to deliver over to <persName
                            key="EdTrela1881">Captain Trelawney&#8217;s</persName> charge, who, be it remembered,
                        had no official character whatever, one howitzer and three three-pounders, with cartridges
                        and every thing complete for field service. These guns and this ammunition he will place in
                        the custody of <persName key="Odyss1825">General Odysseus</persName>, during the pleasure
                        of the general government of Greece. You will also be pleased to deliver to
                            <persName>Captain Trelawney</persName>, a spy glass and a map of Greece, for
                            <persName>General Odysseus</persName>. Unless <persName key="MrGill1824">Mr.
                            Gill&#8217;s</persName> presence is necessary or useful at Missolonghi, of which he
                        must be the best judge, I wish him to proceed to Athens with <persName>Captain
                            Trelawney</persName>. He will take such working tools with him as he may consider
                        necessary.&#8221;</q> p. 214. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter11-30"> This order broke up the brigade, and completely blighted the fruits of
                    all <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> exertions. In consequence of it three
                    long three-pounders, two short three-pounders, mountain guns, and the howitzer complete, were
                    sent to <persName key="Odyss1825">Odysseus</persName>, under the charge of <persName
                        key="EdTrela1881">Captain Trelawney</persName>. This was in fact the decisive measure which
                    this gentleman recommended <persName key="LdHarri5">Colonel Stanhope</persName> to order, and
                        <pb xml:id="WP.298" n="NOT APPROVED BY LORD BYRON."/> which he volunteered his services to
                    execute. I was at Zante when the order was given, and remonstrated against it, but
                        <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName> would not listen to me. My remonstrances he termed
                    swaggering, and my reminding him of <persName>Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> intentions, and the
                    government orders, he denominated blustering. In his letter to <persName key="AlMavro1865"
                        >Prince Mavrocordato</persName>, dated Zante, December 7th, he describes himself
                        <q>&#8220;as deputed to act in concert with <persName>Lord Byron</persName>, and further
                        his views in favour of Greece,&#8221;</q> p. 37. In all his proceedings which fell under my
                    cognizance, he acted in opposition to <persName>Lord Byron</persName>, and did any thing but
                    promote his views. The very step he took about the brigade and the stores, was directly in
                    opposition to <persName>Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> views. It was in vain that I represented
                    this to him; that I had received <persName>Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName>, <persName>Prince
                        Mavrocordato&#8217;s</persName>, and the government&#8217;s orders, not to allow any stores
                    to be sent away: it was in vain that I represented <persName>Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName>
                    opinion on the necessity of adhering to the general government, (which he had felt so strongly,
                    that he had withdrawn the orders he had once given, as I have already stated, to send some
                    supplies to his old friend <persName key="AnLondo1846">Longa</persName>, and those supplies
                    were never sent,) it was in vain that I represented to <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName>
                    the mischief which might ensue by taking the supplies from under the control of the government
                    and giving them into the hands of the chiefs: <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName> would
                    persist, and he sent those <pb xml:id="WP.299" n="NOT APPROVED OF BY THE GOVERNMENT."/>
                    supplies to <persName>Odysseus</persName>, which, for aught I know, may since have been
                    recaptured by the general government. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter11-31"> I had received orders from <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName>,
                    at my peril, not to deliver any article whatever, unless the delivery was sanctioned by the
                    general government. <persName key="LdByron">Col. Stanhope</persName> in his letter does mention
                    the general government, but it is impossible that this government could have given permission
                    to remove these stores, or to place them under the control of <persName key="Odyss1825"
                        >Odysseus</persName>, whom at that very moment it suspected of hostility. It is very
                    amusing, also, to see with what facility this robber chief is transformed by <persName
                        key="LdHarri5">Colonel Stanhope</persName> into <persName>General Odysseus</persName>. I am
                    persuaded that under no circumstances would the government have sanctioned the plan of
                    strengthening its opponent <persName>Odysseus</persName>, at the expense of its friend
                        <persName key="AlMavro1865">Mavrocordato</persName>. At least the measure would never have
                    been adopted without his sanction. About the same period however, on May 22d,
                        <persName>Mavrocordato</persName> wrote to <persName key="EdBlaqu1832">Mr.
                        Blaquiere</persName>, who was then at Zante, objecting in the strongest manner to sending
                    any artillery from Missolonghi, or in any way weakening that important post. He also complains
                    of wanting ammunition, and he says the people will not see the removal of these things from
                    Missolonghi with indifference. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter11-32"> At the time this letter was written Colonel <pb xml:id="WP.300"
                        n="MAVROCORDATO&#8217;S SENTIMENTS."/>
                    <persName key="LdHarri5">Stanhope</persName> was still at Zante, and as it is published in his
                    book, the probabilities are that he was there when it arrived, and that it was communicated to
                    him at the moment. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter11-33"> There is indeed reason to believe that it was written either with a view
                    of its being shewn to him, or of being made public in some way or other; and it casts much too
                    clear a light on the manner in which the friend of <persName key="LdByron">Lord
                        Byron</persName> and the first statesman of Greece was treated by a few meddling and
                    overbearing captains and colonels, not to have all the publicity possible given to it; I shall
                    insert it, therefore, in the Appendix, under the letter F. A letter containing similar
                    sentiments was also addressed to <persName key="PiGamba1827">Count Gamba</persName>, and it
                    also will be found in the appendix marked G. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter11-34"> The reader will see by these letters, how completely the above order of
                        <persName key="LdHarri5">Colonel Stanhope</persName> was in opposition to the wishes of
                        <persName key="AlMavro1865">Prince Mavrocordato</persName>, and of the general government
                    of Greece; he will learn, too, how completely the colonel took the arrangement of every thing
                    of this description on his own responsibility; and from <persName>Colonel
                        Stanhope&#8217;s</persName> own book, he may learn how sincerely he despised and condemned
                    that government and people he, and others like him were calling on the British people to
                    subscribe their money to support. <persName>Col. Stanhope&#8217;s</persName> conduct on this
                    occasion may be considered,&#8212;as to his right <pb xml:id="WP.301"
                        n="COLONEL STANHOPE&#8217;S POWER QUESTIONED."/> to do what he did, and as to the
                    expediency of his proceedings. I deny that he had any authority to break up the brigade, but
                    the expediency of his doing so I must leave to others more competent than I am to decide; I
                    may, however, observe, that to make the brigade of artillery effective, it was essential to
                    keep it undivided. A mountain gun or two might have been of great service to <persName
                        key="Odyss1825">Odysseus</persName>; but, independent of his being a mere armed chieftain,
                    in opposition to the government, it may well be doubted how far one gun here, and one gun
                    there, taken from under the management of those who were acquainted with this species of force,
                    could tend to the defence of Greece. Distributing the force and the resources of the committee
                    in this manner, was but setting up a new race of Pachas, to lord it for another three centuries
                    over the poor inhabitants of Greece. The government of the sword, or rather in this case of the
                    gun, was, however, the sort of government which, under the name of a strong government, this
                    Anglo-Indian Colonel was particularly desirous of establishing in Greece. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter11-35"> As to <persName key="LdHarri5">Colonel Stanhope&#8217;s</persName> right
                    to break up the brigade, I may observe that it was very doubtful to me whether <persName
                        key="EdTrela1881">Captain Trelawney&#8217;s</persName> information as to the extent of
                        <persName>Colonel Stanhope&#8217;s</persName> power to dispose of the stores was correct;
                    setting aside the remarkable circumstance of <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName>, <pb
                        xml:id="WP.302" n="ORDER OF THE GREEK COMMITTEE"/> who held an official situation, not
                    knowing whether he had such power or not, and deriving information that he had from a person
                    who was quite unacquainted with all the circumstances of the case. Soon after the arrival of
                    the laboratory establishment in Greece, this was expressly notified to <persName
                        key="AlMavro1865">Prince Mavrocordato</persName>, by a joint letter of <persName
                        key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName> and <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName>, in which the
                    prince is expressly required to state forthwith, &#8220;in what manner he wishes it to be
                    employed,&#8221; p. 107. If this is not placing it under his orders, I scarce know any form of
                    language which would do so. It gave him the control of these stores, unless the letter were
                    meant as a mockery; at least it must be admitted that after such an offer it was not possible,
                    more particularly after <persName>Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> death, and particularly after
                    the slighting manner <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName> had treated the prince, to withdraw
                    the laboratory and stores from under his control without insulting him. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter11-36"> The instructions and orders given to me by <persName key="JoBowri1872"
                        >Mr. Bowring</persName>, the secretary to the Greek committee, (and it will be recollected
                    that the whole of the guns and stores were placed immediately under my care) were, first, to
                    obey the orders and directions of the chief commissioner <persName key="LdByron">Lord
                        Byron</persName>; secondly, to deliver an account of the stores to <persName
                        key="AlMavro1865">Prince Mavrocordato</persName>, governor of Western Greece, <hi
                        rend="italic"> who would be responsible that the stores should be ex-<pb xml:id="WP.303"
                            n="SANCTIONED BY LORD BYRON."/>pended for the service of Greece</hi>.&#8221; On my
                    arrival, I obeyed these instructions, and from that time till the time of my leaving Greece,
                    the whole expense of carrying on the service was defrayed by <persName>Lord Byron</persName>.
                    Not one farthing had the committee supplied; not one farthing was at the command of the Greek
                    government; so that, in point of fact, the expense of all our labours, from the time of our
                    arrival in Greece, was defrayed by <persName>Lord Byron</persName>. This nobleman not only
                    sanctioned my placing myself, agreeably to <persName>Mr. Bowring&#8217;s</persName>
                    instructions, under the orders of <persName>Prince Mavrocordato</persName>, but his whole
                    conduct shewed that he placed the greatest confidence in the prince. The money which he had
                    laid out he had placed at the disposal of the prince, and unquestionably <persName
                        key="LdHarri5">Colonel Stanhope</persName> had no power to take it, or the stores which had
                    been preserved at <persName>Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> cost, (for they would have fallen a
                    prey to the Suliotes, but for him,) out of the power of <persName>Mavrocordato</persName>. Even
                    if he had, common decency&#8212;common respect for the wishes and intentions of <persName>Lord
                        Byron</persName>, whose views he said he came to further,&#8212;should have taught
                        <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName> to have abstained from insulting <persName>Lord
                        Byron&#8217;s</persName> friends, and from diverting the supplies he had given, to a
                    purpose he would have condemned. But while that corpse was yet un-buried, which he afterwards
                    followed to the grave as a mourner, did he insult <persName>Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName>
                    friend, <pb xml:id="WP.304" n="SOURCE OF COLONEL STANHOPE&#8217;S POWER."/> and endeavour to
                    cast odium on his memory, by tacitly condemning his measures. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter11-37"> At Zante, he asked me who gave me authority to call <persName
                        key="AlMavro1865">Mavrocordato</persName> a prince. So far did this passively-obedient
                    soldier carry his democratical notions, that he could not bear, I suppose, to hear any man
                    called prince in his presence. He seems to have forgotten that from this very prince did he, as
                    well as I, derive any right we possessed to be in Greece, in any other capacity than as mere
                    travellers; and but for his sanction and the sanction of the government which he chiefly
                    administered, we both deserved to be treated as common buccaneers. The instant <persName
                        key="LdHarri5">Colonel Stanhope</persName> rejected that authority, he divested himself of
                    all right to serve Greece. The committee could give him no power whatever in that country, and
                    he was there either as the servant of the government, or he had no right there whatever. He had
                    not even over those warlike stores the common right of property, and could have no business to
                    take them from under the control of that government which alone could legally use them. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter11-38"> Before <persName key="LdHarri5">Colonel Stanhope</persName> began to
                    break up the brigade at Missolonghi, he should have recollected that all the commissions and
                    appointments had been issued by the prince; without them, all the foreigners must be considered
                    as mere land-pirates; and removing it from his <pb xml:id="WP.305" n="OUR RIGHT TO CARRY ARMS."
                    /> control, was taking from it every recognised and legitimate character. What right had any of
                    us to carry arms but these commissions? The Greek committee could give us none; and if we did
                    not derive it from the Greek government, we might commit murder every time we drew a trigger.
                        <persName key="AlMavro1865">Mavrocordato</persName>, I have stated, was in the habit of
                    receiving deserters from the corps of some other chiefs, as if they were at open war; and they
                    therefore could not, and would not, recognize <hi rend="italic">his</hi> authority. To remove
                    any of the individuals from under his control, without the authority of the Greek government,
                    was either making them deserters or depriving them of all legal claims to act in Greece. I
                    deny, therefore, notwithstanding what <persName key="EdTrela1881">Captain Trelawney</persName>
                    said, that <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName> was competent to break up the brigade, or that
                    he had or could have any right whatever to send away stores from under the control of
                        <persName>Prince Mavrocordato</persName> to <persName key="Odyss1825">Ulysses</persName>.
                    In fact, also, the brigade, stores and all, were wholly under my orders after <persName>Lord
                        Byron&#8217;s</persName> death; I was responsible for them both to the committee and to
                        <persName>Prince Mavrocordato</persName>. Certainly I had been obliged to leave Missolonghi
                    for the moment, on account of my health, and had given up the charge to others, but I was at
                    Zante, and <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName> might have communicated his wishes through me
                    to those who were bound to obey no other person&#8217;s <pb xml:id="WP.306"
                        n="STANHOPE&#8217;S CONDUCT TO ME."/> orders but mine. In spite, however, of his having no
                    right to dispose of any part of the stores, or of the brigade, and in spite of the commandant
                    of both being within his reach, he broke it up by his own orders, and, as I have said, in
                    defiance of my representations. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter11-39"> I was at Zante when <persName key="LdHarri5">Colonel Stanhope</persName>
                    gave the orders; and when I found out that he was breaking up the brigade at Missolonghi, and
                    sending away stores, without consulting me, in whose power they had been placed, I thought it
                    was time to take precautions for my own security, under such sort of conduct no man was safe,
                    and under so many masters it was impossible to serve with credit and honour. <persName>Colonel
                        Stanhope</persName> had even the impudence, I can give it no softer name, to appropriate to
                    other purposes the money I had received from <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName>, for
                    carrying on certain parts of the service at Missolonghi; and for which I alone was responsible,
                    having given receipts for it to <persName key="LeZambe1827">Laga</persName>, <persName>Lord
                        Byron&#8217;s</persName> Secretary. He thus placed it out of my power, either to carry on
                    the service, or even to serve at all under the Greek committee, its numerous agents, and
                    contradictory proceedings, and at once, I shook myself clear of any dependence on so assuming
                    and imprudent a man. I wrote to <persName key="AlMavro1865">Prince Mavrocordato</persName>,
                    stating all the particulars of <persName>Colonel Stanhope&#8217;s</persName> proceedings, and
                    informing him, that under such <pb xml:id="WP.307" n="COMPELS ME TO RETURN."/> circumstances,
                    it would be of no use for me to return to Missolonghi. I professed my willingness to serve
                    Greece, but I was fully resolved not to serve under <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName>. The
                    Prince sent me an answer, and requested me to wait at Zante, till the arrival of <persName
                        key="ThGordo1841">Colonel Gordon</persName>, who was then expected, or till the loan should
                    be remitted, when he hoped it would be in his power to employ me in the immediate service of
                    the Greek government, for the purpose of inspecting and repairing the fortifications. To this
                    proposal I willingly acceded. When at a later period, I saw no probability of this hope being
                    realized, saw no chance of <persName>Mr. Gordon&#8217;s</persName> arrival, saw
                        <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName> depart, and leave the Greeks destitute of money; and
                    when his conduct had been such, as to make it impossible to serve with credit, as well as
                    dangerous to serve at all, I was obliged to return to England. Thus was the whole expense, to
                    which the Greek committee had been put in sending me out, as well as the expense of sending out
                    the mechanics, also thrown away. This was <persName>Colonel Stanhope&#8217;s</persName> doing,
                    and for this conduct he received the approbation of the committee. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter11-40">
                    <persName key="LdHarri5">Colonel Stanhope</persName> persisted in sending, by <persName
                        key="EdTrela1881">Captain Trelawney</persName>, the guns and stores to <persName
                        key="Odyss1825">Odysseus</persName>. Since that period, this chief, elated probably by
                    these additional means of warfare <pb xml:id="WP.308" n="CHARGE SUBSTANTIATED."/> giving him
                    additional power, has declared open war against the government, and has been obliged, with his
                    admirer, <persName>Captain Trelawney</persName>, to take refuge in the mountains. Every
                    particle of force he acquired by reason of the guns and stores so sent, was so much added to
                    the enemies of that government <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName> was sent to assist; and
                    for this also he has received the approbation of the Greek committee. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter11-41"> I trust I have now fully made out my charge against <persName
                        key="LdHarri5">Colonel Stanhope</persName>. He went to Greece, an admirer of <persName
                        key="AlMavro1865">Prince Mavrocordato</persName>, and he returned home his decided
                    opponent, and the patron of a man, whom he himself describes as having been the chief of a band
                    of robbers. Because he was not permitted by <persName>Prince Mavrocordato</persName> to
                    establish a press, and abuse all the governments of Europe after his own fashion; because he
                    was not allowed to govern Greece, as the representatives of the India Company govern the
                    tributary states in which they reside; and, because <persName key="LdByron">Lord
                        Byron</persName> resisted this assumption of power, and supported <persName>Prince
                        Mavrocordato</persName>, in opposing the wild schemes of <persName>Colonel
                        Stanhope</persName>, he did whatever he could to ruin <persName>Mavrocordato</persName>,
                    and injure the reputation of the man he called his friend, and whose corpse he followed to the
                    grave. In the pursuit of his own schemes, he broke up the brigade <persName>Lord
                        Byron</persName> had been at so much pains <pb xml:id="WP.309"
                        n="REASONS FOR WITHHOLDING THE LOAN."/> in forming; he in a manner reversed and destroyed
                    all <persName>Byron</persName> had done, and not only cast, as far as lay in his power, odium
                    on the memory of his noble friend, but did a great injury to the Greek cause. Directly in the
                    teeth of his own declarations, he disposed of the stores without the sanction of the Greek
                    government; and disposed of them in favour of one Greek chief. He did what he could to set up a
                    rival power, and to ruin the very government he went to Greece to support. Under any
                    circumstances, rival commissioners would have been an unfortunate occurrence; but when there
                    were different parties in the country, and these commissioners took different sides, what could
                    possibly be the consequences but increased difficulties, increased animosities, and increased
                    dangers? If the independence and courage of Greece have outlived the campaign of 1824, it has
                    not been owing to the succour afforded by the Greek committee and by <persName>Col.
                        Stanhope</persName>, but to the folly and imbecility of its barbarous antagonist. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter11-42"> I say nothing of the loan being withheld, by the recommendation of
                        <persName key="LdHarri5">Colonel Stanhope</persName>, after it had been contracted for and
                    sent out to Zante, as that probably may be explained by the circumstance of <persName
                        key="LdByron">Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> death invalidating the commission for issuing
                    the money. It is a remarkable circumstance, however, that <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName>
                    says, <q>&#8220;his reasons for recommending that the <pb xml:id="WP.310"
                            n="EFFECTS ON GREECE."/> money should not be issued, are, that the government is not
                        sufficiently organized, and that the necessary measures have not as yet been taken for the
                        proper appropriation of the money.&#8221;</q> Was <persName>Col. Stanhope</persName> then
                    ignorant of the plan which had been agreed on between <persName>Lord Byron</persName> and
                        <persName>Prince Mavrocordato</persName>, as mentioned at page 97 of this work? If he were
                    ignorant, can it be attributed to any other circumstance than to his withdrawing from them and
                    acting in opposition to them! If <persName>Col. Stanhope</persName> had acted in conjunction
                    with these two persons, instead of joining <persName key="AliPasha">Ali
                        Pacha&#8217;s</persName> mountain robber, this plan would have been matured, and the loan
                    might have been, as far as that was concerned, issued immediately. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter11-43"> But <persName key="LdHarri5">Col. Stanhope</persName> also objects to the
                    want of organization in the government; and what individual, so much as <persName>Col.
                        Stanhope</persName>, by embracing first of all one party, and then another, had impeded
                    this organization? I am entitled to conclude, that the two reasons on which <persName>Col.
                        Stanhope</persName> grounds his objections to deliver the loan would never have had any
                    existence but for his own conduct. Be this as it may, the fact is certain and well known that
                    the Greeks, relying on this loan, had not adopted any other means of endeavouring to obtain a
                    supply of money, and, consequently, had none for fitting out their fleet. The strongest
                    representations were made on this point, both to <pb xml:id="WP.311" n="THE LOSS OF IPSARA."/>
                    <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName> and <persName key="EdBlaqu1832">Mr. Blaquiere</persName>,
                    but still the money was not advanced in time*. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter11-44"> Unfortunate men will sometimes be unjust; the Greeks, therefore, may do
                        <persName key="LdHarri5">Col. Stanhope</persName> wrong; but when they knew the first
                    instalment of the loan had arrived at Zante, when they saw him on the spot, when he went away
                    without making it over to them, and when they afterwards suffered the terrible disaster at
                    Ipsara, which the loan would have enabled them to avert, they did not hesitate to affirm, that
                    the whole guilt of that belonged to <note place="foot">
                        <p xml:id="WP.311-1"> * What was expected from <persName key="LdHarri5">Colonel
                                Stanhope</persName> may probably be inferred from the following extract of a letter
                            from the government to <persName key="AlMavro1865">Mavcorordato</persName>:&#8212; </p>
                        <l rend="center">
                            <hi rend="italic">Extract de la lettre du Government</hi>. </l>
                        <p xml:id="WP.311-2"> &#8220;<foreign>Nous avous reçu votre lettre en date du 18, ainsi que
                                les pièces y incluses</foreign>. </p>
                        <p xml:id="WP.311-3"> &#8220;<q>
                                <persName>Monsieur Palyroides</persName> est encore &#224; Hydra, et
                                l&#8217;honorable <persName key="LdHarri5">Colonel Stanhope</persName> n&#8217;a
                                pas paru jusqu&#8217;&#224; present, nous esperons qu&#8217;il ne tardera pas
                                d&#8217;arriver, persuad&#233; qu&#8217;il est que son retard ameneroit les plus
                                grands entraves aux operations militaires, et des resultats bien malheureux pour
                                cette campagne. Nos batiments sont deja prets; mais il est impossible d&#8217;y
                                embarquer un seul homme, sans que la solde soit prealablement pay&#233;e. La flotte
                                Turcque est, en attendant, arriv&#233;e &#224; Negropont, et le blocus par terre de
                                cette place s&#8217;est immediatement lev&#232;. La flotte ennemie est composee de
                                cinquante et quelques batiments. Nous n&#8217;avons aucune nouvelle de Salone.
                                    <persName key="Odyss1825">Ulysse</persName> en addressant au Gouvernement des
                                lettres ecrit</q>
                        </p>
                    </note>
                    <pb xml:id="WP.312" n="OPINION OF THE GREEKS."/> him. &#8220;Had the money,&#8221; they said,
                    &#8220;which they had borrowed, and for the payment of which they had made themselves
                    responsible, been made over to them, Ipsara would have been saved;&#8221; and when they said
                    this, they vowed, did it ever lay in their power, to take vengeance on the individual to whom
                    they attributed the delay. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter11-45"> The proceeding may probably be justified, but it appears very strange to
                    promise money to a nation, to transmit it till it is almost within their grasp, to know they
                    had relied on it for preparing <note place="foot">
                        <p xml:id="WP.312-1" rend="not-indent">
                            <foreign>en m&#234;me tems aux Generaux <persName key="ThColoc1843"
                                    >Colocotroni</persName>, <persName>Coliopulos</persName>, et <persName
                                    key="Niket1849">Nikita</persName>; on decouvre dans ses lettres le stile obscur
                                et malin de <persName key="ThNegri1824">Monsieur Negri</persName>
                            </foreign>. </p>
                        <l>
                            <seg rend="h-spacer80px"/> &#8220;Des Moulins de Napoli, le 27 Avril, (9 Mai). </l>
                        <l>
                            <seg rend="h-spacer240px"/> &#8220;<hi rend="small-caps">G. Condouriotti</hi>, </l>
                        <l>
                            <seg rend="h-spacer240px"/> &#8220;<hi rend="small-caps">C. Botaichi</hi>, </l>
                        <l>
                            <seg rend="h-spacer240px"/> &#8220;<hi rend="small-caps">J. Colletti</hi>, </l>
                        <l>
                            <seg rend="h-spacer240px"/> &#8220;<hi rend="small-caps">A. Spiliotachi</hi>. </l>
                        <p xml:id="WP.312-2"> &#8220;P.S. <persName>M. Palyroides</persName> vient d&#8217;arriver
                            en ce moment de retour d&#8217;Hydra.&#8221; </p>
                        <l rend="center"> (TRANSLATION.) </l>
                        <p xml:id="WP.312-3"> &#8220;We have received your letter, dated the 18th, as well as the
                            enclosed communications. <persName>Mr. Palyroides</persName> is still at Hydra and the
                            Honourable <persName key="LdHarri5">Colonel Stanhope</persName> has not yet made his
                            appearance. We hope he will not be long in arriving, persuaded as he is that his delay
                            will very much hamper the military operations, and produce the most unfortunate results
                            during the present campaign. Our vessels are ready, but it is impossible to put a
                            single man </p>
                    </note>
                    <pb xml:id="WP.313" n="COLONEL STANYHOPE&#8217;S FEAR OF CENSURE."/> their means of defence,
                    and at the opening of the campaign, at the very moment the enemy was at the door, to mock the
                    hopes which had been excited, and to deprive the poor Greeks of their means of defence.
                        <persName key="LdHarri5">Colonel Stanhope</persName> judged rightly when he said, he
                    &#8220;calculated on being, both in Greece and in England, duly burdened with odium.&#8221; As
                    to Greece, <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName> was quite right; he is still remembered in
                    Greece, but with feelings very different from the love and veneration with which <persName
                        key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName> is remembered. As to England, it would appear that he
                    was incorrect; but he did not calculate on the confidence which his countrymen repose in great
                    names, and did not expect to have a shield thrown over him <note place="foot">
                        <p xml:id="WP.314-1" rend="not-indent"> on board them unless the wages is previously paid.
                            The Turkish fleet has in the mean time arrived at Negropont, and the blockade of that
                            place by land was immediately raised. The enemy&#8217;s fleet consists of upwards of
                            fifty sail. We have no news from Salona. <persName key="Odyss1825">Ulysses</persName>
                            has addressed copies of letters to the government, which he has sent at the same time
                            to Generals <persName key="ThColoc1843">Colocotroni</persName>,
                                <persName>Colliopuli</persName>, and <persName key="Niket1849">Nikitas</persName>;
                            in these letters the obscure and malignant style of <persName key="ThNegri1824">M.
                                Negris</persName> is discernible. </p>
                        <l>
                            <seg rend="h-spacer80px"/> &#8220;Mills of Napoli, April 26, (May 9.) </l>
                        <l>
                            <seg rend="h-spacer240px"/> &#8220;<hi rend="small-caps">G. Conduriottis</hi>, </l>
                        <l>
                            <seg rend="h-spacer240px"/> &#8220;<hi rend="small-caps">C. Botaki</hi>, </l>
                        <l>
                            <seg rend="h-spacer240px"/> &#8220;<hi rend="small-caps">J. Colletti</hi>. </l>
                        <p xml:id="WP.314-2"> &#8220;P. S. <persName>Mr. Palyroides</persName> has arrived this
                            instant, on his return from Hydra.&#8221; </p>
                    </note>
                    <pb xml:id="WP.314" n="REPORT."/> in the shape of a vote of thanks by the Greek committee. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter11-46"> I say nothing of <persName key="LdHarri5">Colonel Stanhope</persName>
                    empowering half a dozen adventurers, such as <persName key="EdTrela1881">Captain
                        Trelawney</persName>, <persName key="WiHumph1826">Mr. Humphreys</persName>, <persName
                        key="FrHasti1828">Captain Hastings</persName>, &amp;c. to dispose of the committee&#8217;s
                    stores, to form plans for the regulation of Greece, and to dictate to the Greek government;
                    moreover, I say nothing of the committee itself sending out agent after agent, and controller
                    after controller; they are answerable on these points to the public they represent, but I am
                    certain that the little assistance we have given has assumed too much the appearance of
                    interference, and that our pecuniary aid has lost the character of generosity, by being coupled
                    with too many recommendations and conditions. Independent of any agents sent out by the
                    committee, there were persons on the spot who might have supplied them with correct
                    information, I was accustomed to state to <persName key="JoBowri1872">Mr. Bowring</persName>
                    such facts as fell under my notice, and the reader will see in the Appendix H. the copy of a
                    letter or report, addressed to <persName>Mr. Bowring</persName>, on March 20th, which received
                        <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> approbation, and is referred to by
                    him in a note appended to a letter of <persName>Colonel Stanhope&#8217;s</persName>, to be
                    found at page 127 of that gentleman&#8217;s work on Greece. I shall also place in the Appendix
                    some letters from different persons in Greece, which may serve to throw light on Colonel <pb
                        xml:id="WP.315" n="SUMMARY."/>
                    <persName>Stanhope&#8217;s</persName> and <persName>Captain Trelawney&#8217;s</persName>
                    proceedings, as well as on the state of affairs at that time. They are marked I. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5,
                    6, 7. </p>

                <p xml:id="chapter11-47"> If the view I have given be correct, the conduct of <persName
                        key="LdHarri5">Colonel Stanhope</persName> was highly wrong from the very commencement of
                    his embassy, and continued during the whole time he was in Greece to be guided by most improper
                    principles. The Greek committee were in the first instance to blame, for empowering a man of
                    his opinions and habits to represent them in Greece. They were still more to blame when every
                    communication of his brought evidence of his improper interference with the internal affairs of
                    that country, and of his dictating to its government, for not then recalling him and protesting
                    to the Greek deputies here, and to every authority in Greece, against being implicated by his
                    rash and presumptuous proceedings. After he had committed all these errors, the Greek committee
                    made his cause their own, by publicly approving of his conduct; and thus did they, too, take on
                    themselves the character of officious meddlers, and under the name of friends, swell the long
                    list of the enemies of the long-suffering and deeply-oppressed Greeks. This appears to me such
                    a consummation of silliness, that I hardly expect the reader will credit my assertion. To
                    convince him, and satisfy him as to my veracity, I shall here <pb xml:id="WP.316"
                        n="VOTE OF THANKS."/> insert the vote of thanks given by the Greek committee, as recorded
                    in <persName>Colonel Stanhope&#8217;s</persName> own book:&#8212; </p>
                <floatingText>

                    <body>
                        <docDate when="1824-07-17"/>
                        <listPerson type="recipient">
                            <person>
                                <persName n="Stanhope, Leicester" key="LdHarri5"/>
                            </person>
                        </listPerson>

                        <div xml:id="XI.1" n="London Greek Committee to Leicester Stanhope, 17 July 1824"
                            type="document">
                            <opener>
                                <dateline>
                                    <hi rend="italic">Greek Committee Room, 17th July, 1824.</hi>
                                </dateline>
                            </opener>

                            <p xml:id="XI.1-1"> &#8220;<persName>JOHN SMITH</persName>, Esq. M.P. <hi rend="italic"
                                    >in the Chair</hi>. </p>

                            <p xml:id="XI.1-2">
                                <seg rend="h-spacer40px"/> &#8220;<hi rend="italic">
                                    <persName key="LdHarri5">Colonel Stanhope&#8217;s</persName> Report was
                                    read.</hi>
                            </p>

                            <p xml:id="XI.1-3"> &#8220;<hi rend="italic">Resolved,</hi>
                            </p>

                            <p xml:id="XI.1-4">
                                <seg rend="h-spacer40px"/> &#8220;<hi rend="small-caps">That</hi> the Honourable
                                    <persName key="LdHarri5">Colonel Stanhope</persName> is entitled to the most
                                grateful thanks of the committee, for the unwearied zeal, sound discretion, and
                                extensive benevolence, manifested by him, while acting as their agent in Greece;
                                and that the committee anticipates great benefits to Greece from the exertions and
                                suggestions which distinguished his visit to that country, and desires particularly
                                to record and to communicate its high approbation of his efforts to promote harmony
                                and a good understanding among the different leaders in Greece: a result greatly
                                advanced by his conciliatory spirit and superiority to party considerations. </p>

                            <closer>
                                <signed> &#8220;<persName key="JoBowri1872">John Bowring</persName>, <hi
                                        rend="italic">Hon. Sec.</hi>&#8221; </signed>
                            </closer>
                        </div>

                    </body>
                </floatingText>

                <p xml:id="chapter11-49"> With these remarks, I shall now lay down the pen. What I have said of the
                    conduct of other persons has seemed to me necessary, either in my own vindication, or in
                    vindication of the memory of my highly-valued and deeply-lamented patron <pb xml:id="WP.317"
                        n="CONCLUSION."/> and friend. By the account I have given of <persName key="LdHarri5"
                        >Colonel Stanhope&#8217;s</persName> conduct, something too I hope has been done to
                    vindicate the cause of the Greeks in the opinion of Europe, and to inspire its friends with
                    more hopes than ever of its success. It is still, thank God, triumphant, and I have shewn that
                    it has had to contend, not only with numerous external and barbarous foes, but that the
                    exertions of the Greeks have been crippled by the injudicious and uncalled-for interference of
                    pretended friends. </p>

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                <p xml:id="chapter11-50"> Since this sheet was sent to press, <persName key="EdBlaqu1832">Mr.
                        Blaquiere&#8217;s</persName> second narrative has appeared. From this we learn that he also
                    was an authorized independent agent of the Greek Committee, making the third representative or
                    ambassador this mighty body had in Greece; and all of whom they meant should be there at one
                    time. If any thing more were required to shew the injudicious nature of their proceedings,
                    particularly in approving of the conduct of <persName key="LdHarri5">Colonel
                        Stanhope</persName>, it may be found in the circumstance that this conduct was at the time
                    disapproved of by <persName>Mr. Blaquiere</persName>. The work just published by that gentleman
                    justifies, I am happy to say, all which I have stated of the conduct of <persName>Colonel
                        Stanhope</persName> and of the Greek Committee. </p>
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                                        <cell rend="10">10</cell>
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                                        <cell rend="10">0</cell>
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                                        <cell rend="10">0</cell>
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                                        <cell rend="10c">30</cell>
                                        <cell rend="10">12</cell>
                                        <cell rend="10">0</cell>
                                        <cell rend="10">0</cell>
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                                    <row>
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                                            <seg rend="h-spacer50px"/>For cannon cartridge<seg rend="right"
                                                >(do.)</seg>
                                        </cell>
                                        <cell rend="10c">30</cell>
                                        <cell rend="10">30</cell>
                                        <cell rend="10">0</cell>
                                        <cell rend="10">0</cell>
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                                    <row>
                                        <cell rend="60">Instruments, gauges, provette plates, and other articles
                                            too numerous to mention, but indispensably necessary for laboratory and
                                            artillery purposes</cell>
                                        <cell rend="10c">0</cell>
                                        <cell rend="10">300</cell>
                                        <cell rend="10">0</cell>
                                        <cell rend="10">0</cell>
                                    </row>
                                    <row>
                                        <cell rend="60">Tin sheet, and copper sheet, and other articles</cell>
                                        <cell rend="10c">0</cell>
                                        <cell rend="10">100</cell>
                                        <cell rend="10">0</cell>
                                        <cell rend="10">0</cell>
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                                    <row>
                                        <cell rend="60">Case-shot, musquet-ball, three-pounder, ready for immediate
                                            service</cell>
                                        <cell rend="10c">0</cell>
                                        <cell rend="10">100</cell>
                                        <cell rend="10">0</cell>
                                        <cell rend="10">0</cell>
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                                    somewhere about 3500<hi rend="italic">l</hi>.</l>
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                    <pb xml:id="WP.324" n="APPENDIX"/>

                    <floatingText>
                        <body>
                            <docAuthor n="WiParry1859"/>
                            <docDate when="1824"/>

                            <l rend="chapter">B.</l>
                            <div xml:id="App.B" n="William Parry, Articles of Agreement, 1824" type="document">

                                <l rend="head">Articles of Agreement.&#8212;Viz.</l>

                                <p xml:id="appendixB-1"> 1st.&#8212;I will engage to establish a laboratory, and
                                    instruct the Greeks in every part of that multifarious business. </p>

                                <p xml:id="appendixB-2"> 2dly.&#8212;I will engage to construct a gunpowder
                                    manufactory, and carry it forward in all its branches, in the most economical
                                    manner. </p>

                                <p xml:id="appendixB-3"> 3dly.&#8212;I will, if required, join the army and the
                                    navy, to act and to give every information in my power with respect to bringing
                                    into practice field and battering artillery, and the use of spherical case-shot
                                    rockets, and every other matter, as far as my practical knowledge extends. </p>

                                <p xml:id="appendixB-4"> 4thly.&#8212;I will, if required, construct and fit
                                    fire-rockets and bomb-ships, gun-boats, and every other thing connected with a
                                    navy, as far as my knowledge extends. </p>
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                        </body>
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                            <docAuthor n="WiParry1859"/>
                            <docDate when="1824"/>
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                            <figure rend="line150px"/>
                            <l rend="chapter">C.</l>
                            <l rend="head">Plan for repairing Fortifications of Missolonghi.</l>

                            <div xml:id="App.C"
                                n="William Parry, Plan for repairing Fortifications of Missolonghi, 1824"
                                type="document">

                                <dateline>
                                    <hi rend="italic">Missolonghi,</hi> 4-16 <hi rend="italic">February</hi> 16<hi
                                        rend="italic">th</hi>, 1824. </dateline>

                                <p xml:id="App.C-1">
                                    <persName key="WiParry1859">Captain Parry&#8217;s</persName> plan for placing
                                    the fortress of Missolonghi and the harbour in a state of efficient
                                    defence.&#8212;To effect this object, <persName>Captain Parry</persName>
                                    requires that the <persName key="AlMavro1865">Prince Mavrocordato</persName>
                                    shall place 1,000 dollars at his disposal, also a sufficient quantity of wood. </p>

                                <p xml:id="App.C-2">
                                    <hi rend="small-caps">Artificers.</hi>&#8212;<persName key="WiParry1859"
                                        >Captain Parry</persName> will then take into pay a corps of Sappers,
                                    Miners and Cannoniers; this shall consist of a quarter-master, four overseers
                                    or sergeants, <pb xml:id="WP.325" n="APPENDIX."/> and fifty workmen, chiefly
                                    sailors, and these men shall be employed in the laboratory and constructing the
                                    fortifications, &amp;c. The quarter-masters to receive five dollars, the
                                    sergeants four dollars, and the men three dollars each per month, with rations. </p>

                                <p xml:id="App.C-3">
                                    <hi rend="small-caps">Fortifications.</hi>&#8212;<persName key="WiParry1859"
                                        >Captain Parry</persName> will place the fortifications in a state of
                                    defence. He will make a traverse on every battery, and will place an
                                    ammunition-chest under each of them, which shall contain 100 rounds of powder
                                    in cartridges for each gun, wads, &amp;c. He will put all the guns and
                                    platforms in repair, and furnish rammers, head-spunges, wood-hooks, and
                                    muzzle-caps for the guns. </p>

                                <p xml:id="App.C-4">
                                    <hi rend="small-caps">Ammunition.</hi>&#8212;<persName>Captain P.</persName>
                                    will furnish 100 rounds of powder in cartridges for each gun on the fortress,
                                    also 50,000 rounds of ball-cartridges for small arms. When the furnace and
                                    forges are up, he will run the old iron into shot and make grape-shot. These
                                    articles are worth 2,000 dollars. </p>

                                <p xml:id="App.C-5">
                                    <hi rend="small-caps">Gun-boats.</hi>&#8212;<persName key="WiParry1859">Captain
                                        Parry</persName> will fit up four gun-boats, the materials being furnished.
                                    He will make carronade slides on them, arrange them for oars, and make a grate
                                    in one of them for heating shot. </p>

                                <p xml:id="App.C-6">
                                    <hi rend="small-caps">Laboratory.</hi>&#8212;<persName key="WiParry1859"
                                        >Captain Parry</persName> will also complete the Laboratory, and render it
                                    fit for manufacturing the ammunitions and materials of war. </p>

                                <p xml:id="App.C-7">
                                    <hi rend="small-caps">Powder-magazine.</hi>&#8212;Wood being found, <persName
                                        key="WiParry1859">Captain Parry</persName> will construct a safe
                                    powder-magazine. </p>

                                <p xml:id="App.C-8"> All these measures, <persName key="WiParry1859">Captain
                                        Parry</persName> undertakes to effect at the trifling expense of 1,000
                                    dollars. </p>

                                <p xml:id="App.C-9">
                                    <hi rend="small-caps">Memorandum.</hi>&#8212;<persName key="LdByron">Lord Noel
                                        Byron</persName> was to pay the extra expense, could the government have
                                    come forward; the extra expense would have been about 3,000 dollars. </p>

                                <pb xml:id="WP.326" n="APPENDIX."/>

                                <l rend="head">The following was the reply to the offer.</l>

                                <l rend="right">
                                    <hi rend="italic">Missolonghi</hi>, 4-16 <hi rend="italic">F&#233;vrier,</hi>
                                    1824. </l>

                                <p xml:id="App.C-9a"> R&#233;ponse au projet pr&#233;sent&#233; aujourd&#8217;hui
                                    par <persName>Mons. le Capitaine Parry</persName>, r&#233;lativement &#224; la
                                    fortification de la ville et du port de Missolonghi </p>

                                <p xml:id="App.C-10"> La somme de mille talaris sera remise &#224;
                                        <persName>Monsieur le Capitaine Parry</persName>: un tiers de cette somme
                                    lui sera compt&#233; le jour même qu&#8217;il fixera pour le commencement du
                                    travail, ce qui doit &#234;tre &#224; quatre jours d&#8217;aujourd&#8217;hui au
                                    plus tard; les deux autres tiers lui seront remis &#224; quatorze et &#224;
                                    vingt-un jour d&#8217;aujourd&#8217;hui. </p>

                                <p xml:id="App.C-11"> Quant au bois n&#233;cessaire, <persName>Mons. le Capitaine
                                        Parry</persName> doit pr&#224;senter une liste approximative de la
                                    quantit&#224; et de la qualit&#233; du bois dont il aura besoin. En attendant,
                                    comme il se trouve quelques gros arbres de ch&#234;ne &#224; une petite
                                    distance de la ville, <persName>Monsieur le Capitaine Parry</persName> pourra
                                    disposer de ce bois, s&#8217;il le juge &#224;-propos. </p>

                                <p xml:id="App.C-12">
                                    <hi rend="small-caps">Ouvrier.</hi>&#8212;<persName>Mons. le Capitaine
                                        Parry</persName> pourra former la compagnie de sapeurs, mineurs, et
                                    canoniers, en faisant le choix qui lui convient le plus; mais comme le
                                    gouvernement suppose que les personnes composant cette compagnie pourront
                                    exiger la ration au dessus de la solde indiqu&#233;e dans le projet, il promet
                                    de la fournir. </p>

                                <p xml:id="App.C-13">
                                    <hi rend="small-caps">Fortifications.</hi>&#8212;Le gouvernement est
                                    d&#8217;accord sur tout ce qui est rapport&#233; dans le projet de
                                        <persName>Monsieur le Capitaine Parry</persName> r&#233;lativement aux
                                    fortifications: il se r&#234;met &#224; ses talents pour
                                    l&#8217;am&#233;lioration et la s&#251;ret&#233; du travail. </p>

                                <p xml:id="App.C-14">
                                    <hi rend="small-caps">Munitions.</hi>&#8212;Le gouvernement est &#233;galement
                                    parfaitement d&#8217;accord sur cet article. </p>

                                <p xml:id="App.C-15">
                                    <hi rend="small-caps">Barques Canonieres.</hi>&#8212;Le gouvernement
                                    d&#233;sire con-<pb xml:id="WP.327" n="APPENDIX."/>naitre la quantite et la
                                    qualite du bois necessaire pour la construction de ces barques. En attendant,
                                    il peut mettre a la disposition de <persName>Monsieur le Capitaine
                                        Parry</persName> le corps d&#8217;un trabacle, et de quelque autres
                                    barques, si <persName>Monsieur le Capitaine Parry</persName> croit pouvoir en
                                    tirer quelque parti. </p>

                                <p xml:id="App.C-16">
                                    <hi rend="small-caps">Laboratoire et Magasin a Poudre.</hi>&#8212;On est encore
                                    parfaitement d&#8217;accord sur ces deux articles. </p>

                                <l rend="head2"> (<hi rend="small-caps">Translation.</hi>) </l>

                                <l rend="right">
                                    <hi rend="italic">Missolonghi</hi>, 4-16 <hi rend="italic">February</hi>, 1824. </l>

                                <p xml:id="App.C-17"> Reply to the plan presented this day by <persName
                                        key="WiParry1859">Captain Parry</persName>, relative to the fortification
                                    of the town and harbour of Missolonghi. </p>

                                <p xml:id="App.C-18"> The sum of 1000 dollars shall be given to <persName
                                        key="WiParry1859">Captain Parry</persName>, one-third part of it to be paid
                                    to him on the day he fixes for commencing the work, which must be at the latest
                                    four days from this date. The other two-thirds shall be paid to him, one on the
                                    fourteenth, and the other on the twenty-first day from this date. </p>

                                <p xml:id="App.C-19"> As to the wood necessary for the work, <persName
                                        key="WiParry1859">Captain Parry</persName> should give in an estimate of
                                    the quantity and quality of the wood he will require. In the mean time, as
                                    there are some large oak trees at a small distance from the town,
                                        <persName>Captain Parry</persName> may make what use of them he thinks
                                    proper. </p>

                                <p xml:id="App.C-20">
                                    <hi rend="small-caps">Workmen.</hi>&#8212;<persName key="WiParry1859">Captain
                                        Parry</persName> may form a company of sappers, miners, and gunners, by
                                    making such a choice as he thinks fit; but as the government supposes the
                                    persons composing this company may demand larger pay than that mentioned in the
                                    plan, it promises to pay them. </p>

                                <pb xml:id="WP.328" n="APPENDIX."/>

                                <p xml:id="App.C-21">
                                    <hi rend="small-caps">Fortifications.</hi>&#8212;The government consents to
                                    every thing stated in the plan of <persName key="WiParry1859">Captain
                                        Parry</persName> as to the fortifications. It confides in his talents for
                                    the execution and solidity of the work. </p>

                                <p xml:id="App.C-22">
                                    <hi rend="small-caps">Munitions.</hi>&#8212;The government also perfectly
                                    agrees with the plan in this article. </p>

                                <p xml:id="App.C-23">
                                    <hi rend="small-caps">Gun-boats.</hi>&#8212;The government wishes to know what
                                    quantity and quality of wood are necessary to construct gun-boats. In the mean
                                    time, it can place at <persName key="WiParry1859">Captain
                                        Parry&#8217;s</persName> disposal, the hull of a Trabacle and of some other
                                    boats, if <persName>Captain Parry</persName> supposes he can make any use of
                                    them. </p>

                                <p xml:id="App.C-24">
                                    <hi rend="small-caps">Laboratory and Magazine.</hi>&#8212;On these two points
                                    also, the government consents fully to <persName key="WiParry1859">Captain
                                        Parry&#8217;s</persName> proposals. </p>
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                            <docAuthor n="AlMavro1865"/>
                            <docDate when="1824"/>
                            <lb/>
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                            <l rend="chapter">D.</l>

                            <div xml:id="App.D"
                                n="Prince Mavrocordato, Sketch for the Operations of the Campaign, 1824"
                                type="document">

                                <l rend="head">
                                    <persName key="AlMavro1865">Prince Mavrocordato&#8217;s</persName> sketch for
                                    the operations of the Campaign, 1824, viz.:&#8212; </l>

                                <p xml:id="App.D-1"> 1st. To call out the fleet immediately for service. </p>

                                <p xml:id="App.D-2"> 2nd. To call out the army. </p>

                                <p xml:id="App.D-3"> 3rd. To repair the fortifications. </p>

                                <p xml:id="App.D-4"> 4th. To appropriate a sum for the immediate purchase of shot,
                                    shell, gunpowder, and other materials of war, being very much wanted. </p>
                            </div>
                        </body>
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                        <body>
                            <docAuthor n="LdByron"/>
                            <docDate when="1824"/>
                            <lb/>
                            <figure rend="line150px"/>
                            <l rend="chapter">E.</l>
                            <div xml:id="App.E" n="Lord Byron's Offer to the Greeks, 1824" type="document">

                                <l rend="head">
                                    <persName>Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> offer to the Greeks.</l>

                                <p xml:id="App.E-1"> 1st. His Lordship would pay every expense of his artillery
                                    corps, and raise his brigade up to 500 effective<pb xml:id="WP.329"
                                        n="APPENDIX."/> men, exclusive of officers, commissary and laboratory
                                    corps. </p>

                                <p xml:id="App.E-2"> 2nd. His Lordship to purchase two vessels to be fitted for
                                    fire-vessels, agreeably to a plan submitted and approved of, the crews to be
                                    paid and victualled at his Lordship&#8217;s expense. </p>

                                <p xml:id="App.E-3"> 3rd. His Lordship would detach six 3-pounder mountain guns
                                    wherever the government should think proper for the defence of the passes, with
                                    350 rounds of ammunition per gun, and every other material requisite. </p>

                                <p xml:id="App.E-4"> 4th. That four 3-pounders, short, and one 3-pounder, long,
                                    mountain guns, and the 4 2/5-howitzer, should be exclusively attached to his
                                    Lordship&#8217;s brigade, with 350 rounds per gun, and every other material
                                    requisite. </p>

                                <p xml:id="App.E-5"> 5th. That in consideration of such assistance, the Greek
                                    government to attach 1,500 effective men and officers to <persName
                                        key="LdByron">Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName> brigade, the expense to be paid
                                    by the Greek government; which would raise his Lordship&#8217;s force to 2,000
                                    effective men, exclusive of officers, commissary and laboratory corps, and
                                    crews of the fire-vessels; and that the brigade, with every material of war,
                                    should be ready to march by the 7th day of May for a particular service. </p>

                                <p xml:id="App.E-6"> To carry this plan into execution, the following sums were to
                                    be placed at my disposal, subject to <persName key="LdByron">Lord
                                        Byron&#8217;s</persName> inspection, which he thought would be sufficient
                                    to pay the expense of the brigade the ensuing campaign; <hi rend="italic"
                                        >viz.:</hi>&#8212; </p>

                                <p xml:id="App.E-7"> 11,000 dollars at Missolonghi. </p>

                                <p xml:id="App.E-8"> 10,000 dollars in the hands of the agents in the islands. </p>

                                <pb xml:id="WP.330" n="APPENDIX."/>

                                <p xml:id="App.E-9"> 4.00<hi rend="italic">l</hi>. to be drawn on Ransom and Co.,
                                    Bankers, London. </p>

                                <p xml:id="App.E-10"> 20,000 dollars lent, which will be paid back from the loan.
                                </p>
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                        <body>
                            <docAuthor n="AlMavro1865"/>
                            <docDate when="1824-05-22"/>
                            <listPerson type="recipient">
                                <person>
                                    <persName n="Blaquiere, Edward" key="EdBlaqu1832"/>
                                </person>
                            </listPerson>

                            <lb/>
                            <figure rend="line150px"/>
                            <lb/>
                            <l rend="chapter">F.</l>
                            <l rend="head2"> (<hi rend="small-caps">Translation.</hi>) </l>
                            <l xml:id="App.F-H" rend="head">
                                <persName key="AlMavro1865">Prince Mavrocardato</persName> to <persName
                                    key="EdBlaqu1832">Captain Blaquiere</persName>.</l>

                            <div xml:id="App.F" n="Prince Mavrocardato to Captain Blaquiere, 22 May 1824"
                                type="letter">
                                <opener>
                                    <dateline>
                                        <hi rend="italic">Missolonghi</hi>, 10-22 <hi rend="italic">May</hi>,
                                        1824.</dateline>
                                    <salute>My very dear Friend,</salute>
                                </opener>

                                <p xml:id="App.F-1">
                                    <seg rend="h-spacer60px"/> You will find enclosed extracts from an intercepted
                                    letter of <persName key="YuPasha1824">Yousouf Pacha</persName>, and from
                                    another which <persName>General Scaltza</persName> has just addressed to me.
                                    You will there see the imminence of the danger if the plan of the enemy is not
                                    paralyzed, and I see no other expedient than the fitting out our fleet as
                                    speedily as possible to meet that of Egypt, which may be attacked with so much
                                    the more advantage, as it will have to protect more than two hundred
                                    transports. The naval expedition once paralyzed, there will be no longer any
                                    thing to fear from the land-expeditions, and the whole of the enemy&#8217;s
                                    plan for the campaign will be overthrown. But to fit out the fleet, money will
                                    be wanting: will it be granted? Let it be reserved for a better occasion.
                                        <persName>General Scaltza</persName> asks assistance: how is it to be sent
                                    him? Can I determine the Suliots? Ah! could I have done so, they should not now
                                    have been in these unfortunate towns, exacting what we cannot procure them, and
                                    threatening the little that remains of Western Greece with total destruction.
                                    But what matters it to me whether these two towns, which <pb xml:id="WP.331"
                                        n="APPENDIX."/>have already twice served as bulwarks to the Peloponnessus,
                                    and even to the whole of Greece, fall under the vengeance of the Suliotes or of
                                    the Pacha of Scoudra? It is all one. </p>

                                <p xml:id="App.F-2"> Ammunition is demanded on all sides, and I have not even a
                                    thousand pounds of lead. We owe you an infinite deal of gratitude for the
                                    powder which you have procured for us by means of your guarantee. Without that,
                                    we should have been equally in want of it also. I know not what difficulties it
                                    has been wished even now to raise, with respect to the employment of the money
                                    destined for the repairs of the fortifications, and placed by <persName
                                        key="PiGamba1827">Count Gamba</persName> in the charge of a commission.
                                    This money, they say, belongs to the committee, and, in pursuance of an order
                                    of <persName key="LdHarri5">Colonel Stanhope</persName>, cannot be made use of
                                    until the arrival of <persName key="ThGordo1841">Mr. Gordon</persName>. I have
                                    not yet had time to inform myself well upon the subject; but this would be very
                                    extraordinary, as I think I am sure that this money belongs to his Lordship,
                                    and that it was by himself that it was destined to that purpose. Moreover, the
                                    Colonel says nothing to me about it in his letter, of which I send you a copy,
                                    and on which you will undoubtedly permit me to make some observations to you,
                                    which I reserve to myself to make also to him, in an answer which will be
                                    addressed to him in London, as I am assured that he was to quit Zante the day
                                    before yesterday. </p>

                                <p xml:id="App.F-3"> The Colonel desires me to deliver to <persName
                                        key="EdTrela1881">Mr. Trelawny</persName> three cannons and a howitzer, the
                                    only one in the place, together with the necessary ammunition, for <persName
                                        key="Odyss1825">General Ulysses</persName>. I foresee that I shall meet
                                    with many difficulties on the part of the people, who, seeing this town
                                    threatened by land and sea, and knowing the great need <pb xml:id="WP.332"
                                        n="APPENDIX."/> that there is of cannon, and the almost total want of
                                    ammunition, will not undoubtedly see with indifference all these objects
                                    carried away from hence, while it was already in agitation to place these
                                    cannon at Procopanistos, and on the batteries of the wings. I will,
                                    nevertheless, do all in my power to prevent a tumult on their part; but
                                        <persName>Mr. Trelawny</persName> has also wished to carry off, in the
                                    first place, the whole brigade of artillery, by engaging the officers and
                                    soldiers belonging to it unknown to me; which, having obliged me to recal these
                                    brave men to their duty, he has since come to ask my permission to take with
                                    him a part of the brigade. This would be uselessly to divide a corps, which,
                                    instead of being thus weakened, ought, on the contrary, to be increased, in
                                    order to fulfil the object for which it was created. </p>

                                <p xml:id="App.F-4"> I pass on to the last paragraph, the principal object, as I
                                    believe, of the letter of the Colonel; I have nothing to appropriate to myself
                                    of all that he writes. If he is attached to our constitution, I think that he,
                                    whose boast it is to have contributed to its formation, ought to be much more
                                    so than any other. I know (and I have even all the documents in my hands) that
                                        <persName key="ThNegri1824">M. Negri</persName> addressed, more than
                                    eighteen months ago, circulars in favour of a monarchical government, of which
                                    the ex-King of Westphalia, <persName key="JeBonap">Jerome</persName>, was to be
                                    the head, and I also know that I was the first to combat his opinion. Should
                                    this <persName>M. Negri</persName> be the <hi rend="italic">bad man</hi> of
                                        <persName key="LdHarri5">Colonel Stanhope</persName>? I know positively
                                    also, that under the shadow of the constitution, several Captains do that which
                                    the greatest despots in the world would not, perhaps, do; that they break legs
                                    and arms, and leave in this state of the most dreadful torture, innocent men to
                                    perish; that they kill, that they hang, that they destroy men without previous
                                    trial; that <pb xml:id="WP.333" n="APPENDIX."/> they allow themselves all sorts
                                    of vexations; that they revolt; that they even betray their country. Should
                                    these be the Colonel&#8217;s <hi rend="italic">good men</hi>*? These latter I
                                    have always opposed, even at the peril of my life; but I have always respected
                                    and maintained the constitution, the constitution in its strength and activity,
                                    and the Colonel appears only to be running after its shadow. All that I say to
                                    you, my dear friend, I will not hesitate to say before the whole world. </p>

                                <p xml:id="App.F-5">
                                    <persName key="EdTrela1881">Mr. Trelawny</persName> thinks it necessary that
                                    you should go to Hydra, and I think it more necessary to send money thither,
                                    that the fleet may be immediately fitted out. My opinion is, that you should
                                    either remain at Zante until the arrival of <persName key="ThGordo1841">Mr.
                                        Gordon</persName>, or come hither and proceed to the seat of government. I
                                    have just learned that <persName>Mr. Trelawny</persName> is quite enraged
                                    against me, perhaps on account of the brigade. I laugh at his rage. This
                                    conduct, on the part of these gentlemen, is well worthy of the love of liberty
                                    of which they wish to make their boast. Can there be a more cruel despotism
                                    than that of a foreigner, who, without any right whatever, wishes to command,
                                    without the least regard to the existing laws? My God! does the first comer
                                    think then that he can tread us under his feet, or are we thought capable of
                                    being led by the nose by the first intriguer? Have we shaken off the Ottoman
                                    yoke, only to fall beneath another? Oh, no! It has been said that I have sold
                                    Greece <note place="foot">
                                        <p xml:id="WP.333-n1"> * In another place, <persName>Zaime</persName>, a
                                            great primate, tells <persName key="LdHarri5">Colonel
                                                Stanhope</persName>, &#8220;that the Captains had driven the people
                                            mad;&#8221; and yet, these are the men <persName>Colonel
                                                Stanhope</persName> and the Greek committee support. The Colonel
                                            even said, <q>&#8220;that robbery and murder in war were considered
                                                justifiable, and that it was by these means the Captains had kept
                                                up a marshal spirit in the nation,&#8221;</q> p. 203. </p>
                                    </note>
                                    <pb xml:id="WP.334" n="APPENDIX."/> to England. Greece still exists, and those
                                    who were the bearers of my letters to England know well what they contained,
                                    and whether I have sold my country. I believe that I have been of service to
                                    her; it was my duty. It is now said that I wish for a despot; no, it is just
                                    because I do not want one that I am accused. I wish that the laws may reign,
                                    and that they may not be at the discretion of a hundred despots who trample
                                    them under foot. I have always given, and I am still the first to give, an
                                    example of obedience; but if Greece is fated to fall at the feet of a military
                                    despotism, of a hydra, not with seven, but with a hundred heads, I will neither
                                    be the blind instrument, nor the very humble servant of these new tyrants.
                                    Adieu, my dear friend; I hope soon to see you; do all that you can to assist my
                                    unhappy country in this critical moment; provide for the fitting out of the
                                    fleet, and, if possible, make useful the corps of Suliotes, who are not only
                                    useless here, but who even menace us with an intestine war. Accept the
                                    assurance of my devotion. You may make whatever use you may think proper of my
                                    letter. </p>

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                            <l rend="head">Prince Mavrocardato to Pietro Gamba.</l>

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                                <opener>
                                    <dateline>
                                        <hi rend="italic">Missolonghi, le</hi> 7-19 <hi rend="italic">Mai</hi>,
                                        1824.</dateline>
                                    <salute>Monsieur le Comte,</salute>
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                                <p xml:id="App.G-1">
                                    <seg rend="h-spacer60px"/> A mon arriv&#233;e d&#8217;Anatolico hier,
                                        <persName>Mr. Basili</persName> m&#8217;a remis la lettre que vous
                                    m&#8217;avez fait l&#8217;honneur de m&#8217;ecrire en date du 7.
                                    J&#8217;espere que celle que je vous ai address&#233;, il y a trois jours
                                    d&#8217;Anatolico, vous est ex-<pb xml:id="WP.335" n="APPENDIX."/>actement
                                    parvenue, et que vous y avez v&#251; tout ce que je dois souffrir ici. Vous
                                    savez tres bien <persName>M. Le Comte</persName>, quelle etoit notre situation
                                    plusieurs jours m&#234;me avant la mort de My Lord, avec quelles conditions
                                    nous avions pris des provisions de plusieurs sujets Ioniennes, et quel etoit
                                    mon embarras lorsque je me suis v&#251; oblg&#233; de refuser les payements
                                    &#224; l&#8217;&#233;ch&#233;ance des termes. Depuis lors je ne fais que
                                    recevoir protestations sur protestations de la part de ceux dout nous avons
                                    enlev&#233; la propri&#233;t&#233;, et d&#8217;une autre cot&#233; je suis
                                    oblig&#233; de me procurer continuellement les vivres necessaires, et payer
                                    journellement les rations des Suliotes sans avoir un seul sou a ma disposition.
                                    Si du moins l&#8217;affaire des Suliotes &#233;toit arrang&#233; le mal
                                    n&#8217;auroit pas encore &#233;toit si insupportable; mais chaque jour de leur
                                    presence devient pour nous une augmentation de fardeau, et notre situation est
                                    devenue non seulement critique mais irremediable. Vous verrez dans
                                    l&#8217;extrait d&#8217;une lettre du gouvernement, combien on y etoit
                                    impatient de voir arriver <persName>M. le Colonel Stanhope</persName>. Je ne
                                    saurai vous dire quel effet y aura produit la nouvelle de son depart pour
                                    Zante; mais je n&#8217;ai aucune difficult&#233; a le prevoir. Le decouragement
                                    et l&#8217;inaction sont tout ce que l&#8217;on a &#224; craindre de moins, et
                                    c&#8217;est cependant dans un moment ou l&#8217;ennemi paroit agir avec la plus
                                    grande energie, independemment de l&#8217;arriv&#232;e de sa flotte a
                                    Negropont, d&#8217;ou elle pourra se promener sans obstacle partout ou elle
                                    voudra, puisque la notre n&#8217;est pas encore sortie. Nous savons
                                    positivement que l&#8217;expedition de l&#8217;Egypte est pouss&#232;e avec la
                                    plus grande activit&#232;, et nous avons vu hier sortir du Golphe de Lepante
                                    toute la flotte qui s&#8217;y trouvoit, et qui, d&#8217;après le rapport
                                    d&#8217;un bateau arrivé ce soir des chateaux, doit se rendre &#224; Alexandrie
                                    pour revenir en compagnie de la m&#234;me ex-<pb xml:id="WP.336" n="APPENDIX."
                                    />pedition. Des lettres de Palamos nous apprennent aussi
                                        qu&#8217;<persName>Omer Pacha</persName> est arriv&#233; a Jannina, et que
                                        <persName>le Pacha de Scoudra</persName> traversoit l&#8217;Albanie pour se
                                    rendre a Berat, d&#8217;ou immediatement après les f&#234;tes du Bairam, il
                                    devoit se diriger sur l&#8217;Acarnanie et l&#8217;&#338;tolie. Supposez donc
                                    quel est mon embarras n&#8217;ayant pas les moyens de faire ce que je dois pour
                                    assurer la defense du pays qui manque en m&#234;me tems de provisions et de
                                    munitions de guerre. Nous n&#8217;avons surtout presque point de plomb et tres
                                    peu de poudre. Je fais continuer les reparations des fortifications de cette
                                    ville avec la plus grande activit&#233; possible, les cent tallaris que My Lord
                                    a destin&#233; &#224; la fortification d&#8217;Anatolico y sont egalement
                                    employ&#233;; mais les deux chateaux si n&#233;cessaires a la defense de cette
                                    ville ne peuvent pas même etre entam&#233;s, et elle sera de nouveau exposée si
                                    l&#8217;ennemi arrive jusque&#8217; &#224; non portes: telle est notre
                                    situation. En attendant, l&#8217;argent qui vient d&#8217;arriver n&#8217;est
                                    pas encore mis &#224; la disposition du Gouvernement; je vois des entraves ou
                                    des projets d&#8217;entraves partout, tandis qu&#8217;il etoit non seulement
                                    necessaire, mais urgent, d&#8217;utilizer cet argent le plutot possible, en le
                                    partageant entre les depenses de la flotte et celle des armées qui marcheroient
                                    en avant du cot&#233; de terre, apr&#233;s en avoir destin&#233; une partie
                                    pour l&#8217;ach&#226;t des provisions et des munitions n&#233;cessaires, et
                                    une autre pour la reparation des fortifications d&#8217;Athênes, de Missolonghi
                                    et d&#8217;Anatolico. Je n&#8217;attribue le retard de la ratification de
                                    l&#8217;emprunt, qu&#8217; &#224; l&#8217;espoir que le gouvernement avoit de
                                    voir bientot pr&#232;s de lui <persName>M. le Colonel Stanhope</persName>, qui
                                    aurait bien mieux fait de prendre cette direction, que de se rendre a Zante,
                                    o&#249; se trouvant separ&#233; de <persName>M. Condurriotti</persName>, il ne
                                    peut que rester inactif dans des momens si critiques. Tout afflig&#233; que je
                                    suis de cet &#232;t&#225;t de <pb xml:id="WP.337" n="APPENDIX."/> choses, je ne
                                    manquerai pas de faire mon devoir autant qu&#8217; il m&#8217;est permis de le
                                    faire; mais si les Souliotes, d&#233;sesperant d&#8217;avoir leux solde,
                                    entreprennent de faire ce qu&#8217; avec la plus grande peine du monde nous
                                    avons pu empecher jusque&#8217; &#224; present, alors, je vous le declare
                                    franchement, mon cher M. le Comte, il ne me reste ni espoir ni moyen de faire
                                    mon devoir. N&#8217;etant pas en etat d&#8217;empecher le mal et n&#8217;ayant
                                    pas pu le prevenir ma conscience sera toujours libre; mais le mal se fera, et
                                    il sera irr&#233;m&#233;diable. Si vous etes en etat de contribuer &#224; ce
                                    que nous prevenions ce danger, faites tout ce qu&#8217;il dependra de vous; je
                                    vous prie surtout de vouloir bien donner communication de la pr&#233;sente a
                                        <persName>M. Blaquiere</persName>, &#224; qui jen&#8217;ai que le tems
                                    d&#8217;ecrire deux mots, la barque devant partir immediatement. Si on peut
                                    obtenir quelques secours pour les fortifications, je trouve absolument
                                    necessaire la presence de <persName>M. Parry</persName>. Il ne sera pas moins
                                    necessaire de garder, d&#8217;agumenter même s&#8217;il est possible, la
                                    brigade d&#8217;artillerie; mais avec quels moyens, mon Dieu, pourrons nous le
                                    faire? nous manquons absolument de tout. Faites agreer mes respects a tous nos
                                    amis, et agreez pour vous l&#8217;assurance de mon estime et de ma
                                    consideration distingu&#233;e, </p>

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                                    <signed>
                                        <hi rend="small-caps">A. Mavrocordato.</hi>
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                            <div xml:id="App.G1" n="Prince Mavrocardato to Captain Blaquiere, 19 May 1824 (trans.)"
                                type="letter">
                                <opener>
                                    <dateline>
                                        <hi rend="italic">Missolonghi, May</hi> 7-19 1824</dateline>
                                    <salute>My Dear Count,</salute>
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                                <p xml:id="App.G1-1">
                                    <seg rend="h-spacer60px"/> On my arrival yesterday from Anatolica,
                                        <persName>Mr. Basili</persName> put into my hands the letter which you did
                                    me the honour to write on the 7th. I hope that the one which I sent to you
                                    three days ago from Anatolica has <pb xml:id="WP.338" n="APPENDIX"/> reached
                                    you; and that you will have seen by it what I have to bear here. You know very
                                    well what was our situation several days before the death of <persName
                                        key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName>, under what conditions we had taken
                                    provisions from several Ionian subjects, and what was my embarrassment when I
                                    saw myself obliged to refuse the payments at the term promised. From that time
                                    I have continually received protestation after protestation from those whose
                                    property we carried away. On the other hand I have been obliged to provide the
                                    daily supplies, and to pay the Suliotes daily, without having a single sou at
                                    my disposal. If the business with the Suliotes had been arranged, the evil
                                    would not have been so insupportable, but every day while they remain is for us
                                    an augmentation of our difficulties, and our situation has become not only
                                    critical but irremediable. You will see by the extract from the letter of the
                                    government, how impatient they were for <persName key="LdHarri5">Colonel
                                        Stanhope&#8217;s</persName> arrival. I cannot describe to you what effect
                                    the news of his departure for Zante will have had there; but I have no
                                    difficulty in foreseeing it. The discouragement and inaction, are what are to
                                    be least feared, and this happens at the very moment when the enemy appears
                                    disposed to act with the greatest energy, independent of the arrival of the
                                    fleet at Negropont, whence it may go wherever it pleases, without any obstacle,
                                    for our fleet is not yet got out of harbour. We know positively that the
                                    expedition from Egypt is hurried forward with the greatest activity, and
                                    yesterday we saw the whole fleet which was in the gulf of Lepanto come out, and
                                    according to the report brought by a vessel arrived this evening, is going to
                                    Alexandria, to return with the expedition from that place. Letters from Calamos
                                    say also that <persName>Omar Pasha</persName>
                                    <pb xml:id="WP.339" n="APPENDIX."/> has arrived at Janina, and <persName>the
                                        Pasha of Scoudra</persName> is now traversing Albania, to reach Barat,
                                    whence he is to proceed into Arcarnania and Etolia, immediately after the feast
                                    of Bairam. You may judge, then, of my embarrassment, not having the means of
                                    doing what is necessary for the defence of the country, which is in want of
                                    both provisions and ammunition. We have no lead, and very little powder. I
                                    continue the repairs of the fortifications of this town with all the activity
                                    possible. The one hundred dollars appropriated by my Lord for the
                                    fortifications of Anatolica, are employed for that purpose; but the two castles
                                    so necessary for the defence of the town cannot be even commenced with, and we
                                    shall be again exposed if the enemy reaches our gates. Such is our situation.
                                    In the mean time the money which has arrived has not been made over to the
                                    government. I see obstacles, or plans for making obstacles everywhere, while it
                                    is not only necessary but urgent to employ the money as soon as possible,
                                    appropriating it to the pay, the expense of the fleet and of the army, which is
                                    to proceed in advance by the sea coast, after appropriating a part of it to
                                    purchase provisions and necessary ammunition, and applying a portion of it to
                                    repair the fortifications of Athens, Missolonghi, and Anatolica. I can only
                                    attribute the delay in ratifying the loan to the hope which the government has
                                    of soon seeing <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName>, who would have done much
                                    better to have gone to its seat, than to Zante, where, being separated from
                                        <persName>M. Conduriottis</persName>, he can only remain inactive at this
                                    critical moment. Afflicted as I am at this state of things, I shall not neglect
                                    to do my duty as far as lies in my power, but if the Suliotes, despairing of
                                    obtaining their pay, undertake to do what we have hitherto prevented them from
                                        <pb xml:id="WP.340" n="APPENDIX."/> doing with the greatest difficulty, I
                                    declare M. le Comte, that then there will remain in my power neither hopes nor
                                    means of doing my duty. Not being able to prevent the mischief, and not having
                                    had it in my power to prevent it, my conscience will be pure, but the mischief
                                    will be accomplished, and it will be irremediable. If you have it in your power
                                    to contribute any thing to ward off the danger, do what you can, I beg of you;
                                    particularly communicate this to <persName key="EdBlaqu1832">Mr.
                                        Blaquiere</persName>, to whom I have only time to write a single word, the
                                    boat going this instant. If any assistance can be obtained for the
                                    fortifications, the presence of <persName key="WiParry1859">Mr.
                                        Parry</persName> will be necessary. It will <hi rend="italic">not be less
                                        necessary to preserve and to augment if possible the brigade of
                                        artillery</hi>; but, good God! what means have we for doing it? We are
                                    destitute of every thing. I beg my respect to all our friends, &amp;c, &amp;c. </p>

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                                    <signed>
                                        <persName key="AlMavro1865">
                                            <hi rend="small-caps">Mavrocordato.</hi>
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                            <docDate when="1824-03-20"/>
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                                    <persName n="Bowring, John" key="JoBowri1872"/>
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                            <l rend="chapter">H.</l>
                            <l rend="head">From Major Parry to Mr. Bowring.</l>

                            <div xml:id="App.H" n="William Parry to Sir John Bowring, 20 March 1824" type="letter">
                                <opener>
                                    <dateline>
                                        <hi rend="italic">Missolonghi, Western Greece</hi>, <lb/>
                                        <hi rend="italic">March</hi> 20, 1824.</dateline>
                                    <salute>Sir,</salute>
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                                <p xml:id="App.H-1">
                                    <seg rend="h-spacer60px"/> I wrote a short time back, and represented the
                                    conduct of the mechanics sent out, and of the difficulties experienced in
                                    carrying on the service in this country. The state of men and things are no
                                    ways mended for the better; and however the prince who commands at this place
                                    may be competent to meet the officers at the seat of government, he is by no
                                    means sufficiently active at a place like Missolonghi; although <persName
                                        key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName>
                                    <pb xml:id="WP.341" n="APPENDIX."/> treats him with the most marked respect and
                                    kindness, not only supporting him in every way possible, but actually supplying
                                    his private pecuniary wants. And with respect to the public service preparatory
                                    to the ensuing campaign, nothing would have been done had it not been done by
                                    the enormous sacrifice in money his Lordship has supplied; and I assure you,
                                    Sir, the support given to me by his Lordship has saved the whole of the arduous
                                    service under my direction and instruction from being put a stop to. Previous
                                    to my arrival, nothing but impositions were practised, not merely by the
                                    natives, but by foreigners of every description, for no country verifies more
                                    truly the story of the prince and the basket-maker; and my <persName>Lord
                                        Byron</persName> has timely discovered the inutility of theoretical fools
                                    and designing puppies; but under all these disappointments, he seems determined
                                    to persevere, not only with his person but his purse; and I am happy to say, he
                                    is looked up to by every practical doing man with the greatest admiration and
                                    respect. Yet with all these inestimable qualities, no openness of disposition
                                    is shewn towards him, not even a clue to the state of things, and no means are
                                    left untried to defraud him. The Greeks generally are, particularly the higher
                                    order, deceitful; the country people better than the town; the poor better than
                                    the rich; the soldiery, generally, not bad; for although generally without pay,
                                    they behave well against the enemy in that sort of warfare suitable to Greece,
                                    and I have found some very willing useful men of quick ideas, whom I now employ
                                    in the arsenal, &amp;c., and who have very naturally represented that
                                    foreigners cannot expect to be either respected or protected by the <pb
                                        xml:id="WP.342" n="APPENDIX."/> good well-meaning part of the people,
                                    without they possess either property or some little practical instruction and
                                    willingness, combined with industry, to shew and direct the people which way to
                                    supply the wants of the country; and I have no doubt, should Providence permit
                                    an active, intelligent, and patriotic government to be formed, Greece would
                                    soon take its place in the scale of nations, and the Greeks be a happy people.
                                    And I must observe again, that no person should come out under pretence of
                                    assisting the Greeks, excepting gentlemen of fortune, to help them in their
                                    pecuniary difficulties and distress; and by their honourable dealings, to teach
                                    integrity to the rising generation of the other classes&#8212;<hi rend="italic"
                                        >Real practical men and no others.</hi> Such as the officer of the navy,
                                    who can not only build the ship, but fit her out complete, and be able to fight
                                    her afterwards, acting the part of an able seaman and bold officer; as the
                                    officer of artillery, who particularly understands and is capable of shewing
                                    and instructing in the formation of every article required, and of acting the
                                    part of an able sergeant-major; and such as the officer of engineers, who is
                                    able and willing to shew the formation of every requisite, and to work himself,
                                    and not depend upon either mathematical instruments or drawings, but to adopt
                                    every want agreeably to the powers of the country. Such men would be really
                                    useful; no other should come until this country is able to maintain privileged
                                    pretenders. </p>

                                <p xml:id="App.H-2"> Of news:&#8212;A congress of chiefs is about to be held at
                                    Salona, if possible to arrange matters, which I most fervently hope may take
                                    place, and be of service to this unhappy, afflicted country. <persName
                                        key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName> is most strenuously invited to attend
                                    the congress, and his Lordship <pb xml:id="WP.343" n="APPENDIX."/> means to use
                                    every endeavour to form a general coalition and unanimity among the leading
                                    characters about to be present. But I hope and trust that no sinister views are
                                    in embryo, to wring unjustly his Lordship&#8217;s property, under pretence of
                                    forwarding the Greek cause. The Greek fleet is in a state of inactivity, and
                                    not very likely to take active measures, without pecuniary means are given. The
                                    Hydriot fleet are laid up, and the Spessiots nearly in the same condition:
                                    indeed I am sorry to say that in this department there seems to be no
                                    uniformity of action, but separate interests and separate views still exist. </p>

                                <p xml:id="App.H-3"> The army, if it may be called so, is divided into separate
                                    companies, under separate captains, and acting separately, agreeable to their
                                    own ideas and means, <hi rend="italic">viz</hi>. <persName key="AlMavro1865"
                                        >Prince Mavrocordato</persName> at Missolonghi; <persName key="Odyss1825"
                                        >Ulysses</persName> at Athens; <persName key="AnLondo1846">Londa</persName>
                                    at Volitze; <persName>Zaim</persName> at Calaventa; <persName key="ThColoc1843"
                                        >Colocotroni</persName> at Tripolitza, acting against the existing
                                    government; <persName>Jahacus</persName> at Mistra; and <persName
                                        key="JaTomba1824">M. Tombassi</persName> at Candia; and however they are
                                    disunited among themselves, they unite, although acting separately, when the
                                    common enemy appears. This, combined with the stupidity of the Turks, gives
                                    some hopes for the final emancipation of Greece. <persName key="LdByron">Lord
                                        Byron&#8217;s</persName> auxiliary corps, of which I have the honour of
                                    being captain and inspector, I am happy to say, goes on well, although
                                    necessity, from irregular conduct and other matters, obliged the
                                    re-organization of the corps, and will be fit for actual service by the middle
                                    of April, with 300 rounds of ammunition for guns, &amp;c.; and his Lordship
                                    intends augmenting the corps, should any chance of success appear. </p>

                                <p xml:id="App.H-4"> I have made up some stores, gunpowder, &amp;c. to be <pb
                                        xml:id="WP.344" n="APPENDIX."/> sent to <persName key="Odyss1825">General
                                        Ulysses</persName>, and I expect two officers and twelve men, Greeks, of
                                        <persName key="AnLondo1846">General Londa&#8217;s</persName> troops, to
                                    instruct in artillery practice, &amp;c. <persName>General Londa</persName> is
                                    to have two and three-pounder mountain guns, munition, &amp;c. attached to his
                                    brigade; and I expect other captains attached to the Greek government will
                                    require as far as our means go. Iron shot are very much required here, and
                                    should the Committee send out stores, pray forward 3-po. 4-po. 6, 9, 12, 18,
                                    and 24-po., and some new pattern grape shot. (<persName>Mr. Friend</persName>
                                    has a pattern, and can supply this article), and muskets with bayonets,
                                    cartouch boxes, prickers, brushes and worms, are much wanted, for I am actually
                                    at this time obliged to purchase of the Germans muskets, swords, &amp;c. at his
                                    Lordship&#8217;s expense; and what is most inexplicable to me is, <hi
                                        rend="italic">that the German agents of the German Committee, Messrs.
                                            <persName>Delauney</persName> and <persName>Coleby</persName>, should
                                        have power to sell the clothing, &amp;c. which came out in the brig <name
                                            type="ship">Ann</name>, and which articles have been purchased to
                                        clothe and accoutre <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron&#8217;s</persName>
                                        auxiliary corps.</hi>
                                    <persName key="LdHarri5">Colonel Stanhope</persName> gave 100<hi rend="italic"
                                        >l</hi>. towards clothing the corps. I have drawn a bill upon
                                        <persName>Sig. C. Jerostatte</persName>, to the amount of 380<hi
                                        rend="italic">l</hi>., the sum the mechanics, their wives, and securities
                                    in the hands of the banker, would have amounted to, had they conducted
                                    themselves properly, and remained in Greece according to the agreement made
                                    with them one year from the time of their departure from London. </p>

                                <p xml:id="App.H-5"> Thank God, health prevails at this present time in Continental
                                    Greece, and should success attend the ensuing campaign, the real friends of
                                    Greece may look forward with pleasure for better prospects. Messrs. <persName
                                        key="JMHodge1831">Hodges</persName> and <persName key="MrGill1824"
                                        >Gill</persName> behave exceeding well, and are very <pb xml:id="WP.345"
                                        n="APPENDIX."/>useful to the service, and I have engaged a young man, a
                                        <persName key="GeJarvi1828">Mr. Jervis</persName>, an American, who has
                                    shared in the toils and dangers of Greece, both by sea and land, these last
                                    three years. </p>

                                <closer>
                                    <salute>
                                        <seg rend="h-spacer100px"/> I am, Sir, with great respect, &amp;c.</salute>
                                    <signed>
                                        <persName>W. Parry</persName>,<seg rend="h-spacer120px"/>
                                    </signed>
                                    <salute>
                                        <seg rend="h-spacer360px"/> Fire Master, Gl.</salute>
                                </closer>

                                <postscript>
                                    <p> P.S. <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName> has advanced 1600
                                        Spanish dollars on account of the draft on <persName>Sig. C.
                                            Jerostatte</persName>, which I hope and trust will be duly honoured. W.
                                        P. </p>

                                    <p>
                                        <hi rend="small-caps">Mem.</hi> &#8217;Tis utterly impossible to draw a
                                        bill at this place, or indeed in any other part of Continental Greece, and
                                        it has actually cost his Lordship nearly 1000 dollars to provide money and
                                        other supplies from the Ionian Islands since his arrival at Missolonghi.
                                            <seg rend="h-spacer60px"/> W. P. </p>
                                </postscript>

                                <dateline rend="left">J. Bowring, Esq.</dateline>
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                    <lb/>
                    <l rend="center">I.</l>
                    <l rend="center"> ILLUSTRATIVE LETTERS. </l>

                    <floatingText>
                        <body>
                            <docAuthor n="WiParry1859"/>
                            <docDate when="1824-05"/>
                            <listPerson type="recipient">
                                <person>
                                    <persName n="Barff, Samuel" key="SaBarff1880"/>
                                </person>
                            </listPerson>

                            <l rend="head2">(<hi rend="italic">Copy.</hi>) No. 1.</l>
                            <div xml:id="App.I.1" n="William Parry to Samuel Barff, May 1824" type="letter">
                                <opener>
                                    <dateline>Zante, May, 1824.</dateline>
                                </opener>

                                <p xml:id="App.I.1-1">
                                    <seg rend="h-spacer60px"/> Being the official representative of the late
                                        <persName key="LdByron">Lord Gordon Noel Byron</persName>, as respected his
                                    late Lordship&#8217;s public expenditure and intentions in Greece, and it
                                    appearing that the bill upon <persName>Signor E. Jerostatte</persName>, of
                                    Corfu, has not been paid into your hands, I request as a safety to the property
                                    remaining to be expended in the service of Greece, and for which I am
                                    responsible, that you will be pleased to write to Missolonghi, to the address
                                    of <persName key="JMHodge1831">J. M. Hodges</persName>, and desire him to
                                    deliver what monies <pb xml:id="WP.346" n="APPENDIX."/> and the books of the
                                    accounts of the laboratory expenditure, <hi rend="italic">&amp;c.</hi>, in his
                                    possession, and hand them over immediately to the charge of the <persName
                                        key="AlMavro1865">Prince of Mavrocordato</persName> and <persName
                                        key="GeJarvi1828">Mr. George Jervis</persName>, whom I wish to place as my
                                    agents until I may return to Greece; having service of importance to transact,
                                    and to which <persName key="LdHarri5">Colonel L. Stanhope</persName>, the
                                    Acting Commissioner, would not pay any attention, although <persName>Colonel
                                        Stanhope</persName> knew that I had the full confidence and carried into
                                    execution the service of the late <persName>Lord Gordon N. Byron</persName>,
                                    First Commissioner and Colonel-in-Chief of the Auxiliary Brigade of Western
                                    Greece, my commanding officer. </p>

                                <p xml:id="App.I.1-2"> I, therefore, Sir, trust your being his late
                                    Lordship&#8217;s agent for money-affairs at Zante, and I having no other means
                                    of guarantee for the safety of the remaining part of his late Lordship&#8217;s
                                    property to be expended in the public service in Greece until my return, beg
                                    your promptly given the afore-mentioned order, as I cannot any longer intrust a
                                    man who, I find, has been holding a secret correspondence with
                                        <persName>Colonel Stanhope</persName>, to the injury of the public service,
                                    by the attempt to bring into disrepute his superior officer, and, Sir, that
                                    officer myself, who acted immediately under the strict commands of the
                                        <persName key="LdByron">Lord G. N. Byron</persName>, First Commissioner and
                                    Colonel-in-Chief of the Auxiliary Brigade of Western Greece. </p>

                                <closer>
                                    <salute>
                                        <seg rend="h-spacer240px"/> I am, <lb/>
                                        <seg rend="h-spacer200px"/> With the greatest respect, <lb/>
                                        <seg rend="h-spacer240px"/> Your very humble Servant,</salute>
                                    <signed>
                                        <hi rend="small-caps">Wm. Parry</hi>
                                    </signed>
                                    <dateline rend="left">Samuel Barff, Esq.</dateline>
                                </closer>
                            </div>
                        </body>
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                    <pb xml:id="WP.347" n="APPENDIX."/>

                    <floatingText>
                        <body>
                            <docAuthor n="WiParry1859"/>
                            <docDate when="1824-05"/>
                            <listPerson type="recipient">
                                <person>
                                    <persName n="Stanhope, Leicester" key="LdHarri5"/>
                                </person>
                            </listPerson>

                            <l rend="head2">(<hi rend="italic">Copy.</hi>) No. 2.</l>
                            <div xml:id="App.I.2" n="William Parry to Leicester Stanhope, May 1824" type="letter">
                                <opener>
                                    <dateline>
                                        <hi rend="italic">Zante, May, 1824.</hi>
                                    </dateline>
                                    <salute>Honourable Sir,</salute>
                                </opener>

                                <p xml:id="App.I.2-1"> I very respectfully beg to acknowledge the receipt of your
                                    note, and have, in reply, to inform you that <persName key="LdHarri5">Count P.
                                        Gamba</persName> not being perfectly conversant in the English language
                                    must have misunderstood, as I believe I can place the most perfect reliance on
                                    the Count; I wish such matter to be properly understood. </p>

                                <p xml:id="App.I.2-2"> The Count said, &#8220;Have you seen <persName
                                        key="LdHarri5">Colonel Stanhope</persName>?&#8221; &#8220;Yes, I have seen
                                    him, and asked him if any commands or orders: the answer was, Not any.&#8221;
                                    The Count said, &#8220;What do you mean to do without funds and a supply of
                                    materials,&#8221; which I fully expected to procure at this place, as the money
                                    appropriated for the pay of military, fortifications, <hi rend="italic"
                                        >&amp;c.</hi>, will be expended by the end of the month, and I have fully
                                    arranged every thing up to that time. I am placed in a very unpleasant
                                    situation, particularly from matters which I cannot, without a perfect security
                                    for myself, and an investigation of my conduct, take upon myself to act in any
                                    way: but this much, I will never permit any man, a subordinate, to hold
                                    correspondence to bring the service into contempt, and endeavour to prejudice
                                    falsely, when it is a well-known fact that no part of the public service was
                                    carried into effect without the orders of the First Commissioner and my
                                    Commanding Officer of the Auxiliary Brigade, the late <persName key="LdByron"
                                        >Lord G. N. Byron</persName>, and to whom I had to look up to for every
                                    para for carrying on the public service, there being no other funds excepting
                                    his late Lordship&#8217;s <pb xml:id="WP.348" n="APPENDIX."/> private purse.
                                    The <persName key="AlMavro1865">Prince Mavrocordato</persName> his late
                                    Lordship ordered me to pay every deference to, and to instantly comply, if
                                    possible, with every requisition the Prince might make for the public service;
                                    the Prince being Governor of Western Greece, and whose commands were to be
                                    strictly obeyed. </p>

                                <p xml:id="App.I.2-3"> I now, Honourable Sir, cannot suppose in what way I have
                                    acted improperly; and, with respect to yourself, Honourable Sir, I ever have
                                    considered your private and public character to be held in the highest respect
                                    and veneration. </p>

                                <p xml:id="App.I.2-4"> I have written over to Missolonghi for instructions, and my
                                    intentions are to have perfect security from the Greek government, and, if
                                    required, an investigation into my conduct, and I trust that <persName
                                        key="ThGordo1841">T. Gordon, Esq.</persName> will arrive soon; and should
                                    matters be arranged to my satisfaction, I will immediately return to Greece, if
                                    not I shall proceed to England. </p>

                                <closer>
                                    <salute>
                                        <seg rend="h-spacer200px"/> I am, Honourable Sir, <lb/>
                                        <seg rend="h-spacer240px"/> Your most obedient, <lb/>
                                        <seg rend="h-spacer280px"/> Very humble Servant, </salute>
                                    <signed>
                                        <persName key="WiParry1859">
                                            <hi rend="small-caps">Wm. Parry</hi>
                                        </persName>
                                    </signed>
                                    <dateline rend="left">The Hon. Col. Stanhope.</dateline>
                                </closer>
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                        </body>
                    </floatingText>
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                    <lb/>
                    <floatingText>
                        <body>
                            <docAuthor n="WiParry1859"/>
                            <docDate when="1824-05-15"/>
                            <listPerson type="recipient">
                                <person>
                                    <persName n="Stanhope, Leicester" key="LdHarri5"/>
                                </person>
                            </listPerson>

                            <l rend="head2">(<hi rend="italic">Copy</hi>.) No. 3.</l>
                            <div xml:id="App.I.3" n="William Parry to Leicester Stanhope, 15 May 1824"
                                type="letter">
                                <opener>
                                    <dateline>
                                        <hi rend="italic">Zante, May 15th, 1824</hi>
                                    </dateline>
                                    <salute>Honourable Sir,</salute>
                                </opener>

                                <p xml:id="App.I.3-1">
                                    <seg rend="h-spacer60px"/> In answer to your questions, I give the following
                                    replies:&#8212; </p>

                                <p xml:id="App.I.3-2"> 1st. In my letter to you, Sir, I have fully explained my
                                    reasons, and they are official, for my stop at Zante. I <pb xml:id="WP.349"
                                        n="APPENDIX."/> consider myself ill-used, particularly as <persName
                                        key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName> is no more. </p>

                                <p xml:id="App.I.3-3"> 2d. The public service was at a stand, and <persName
                                        key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName> said he would find funds out of his
                                    private purse sooner than the public service should be injured. I mentioned to
                                    him the sum the mechanics would forfeit should the Committee think proper: his
                                    Lordship said, make out the account, and I will advance it; but you may depend
                                    that the Committee will not pay the sum, therefore I will draw upon my agents
                                    at Zante; but, should the money be paid at a future time, it shall be placed in
                                    your hands, in addition to what I advance, and be expended in the further
                                    service of the country. </p>

                                <p xml:id="App.I.3-4"> 3d. The five hundred dollars issued from the funds of the
                                    Laboratory Department was ordered on account of the extreme urgency of the
                                    service, and knowing his late Lordship&#8217;s mind, and considering that his
                                    Lordship would be at the expense of the Laboratory Department, <hi
                                        rend="italic">&amp;c.</hi>, ultimately, and that money was placed at my
                                    disposal by his Lordship, I therefore, for the benefit of the public service,
                                    directed that sum to be added to five hundred dollars of his Lordship&#8217;s
                                    other funds, which I had power to do, and no further. </p>

                                <p xml:id="App.I.3-5"> 4th. The giving up of the stores to the general authority
                                    for security, <hi rend="italic">&amp;c.</hi>, <hi rend="italic">&amp;c.</hi>,
                                    taking the receipt of the <persName key="AlMavro1865">Prince
                                        Mavrocordato</persName>, on account of the Greek government, that nothing
                                    should be purloined, which I was obliged to do in the instance of the mutiny of
                                    the troops, and removed the gunpowder from the Seraglio for its better
                                    security; and knowing that at the expiration of this month the corps in the pay
                                    of the late <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName>, who now guard the
                                    Seraglio, would cease to be such, and therefore every guard and security would
                                    lay with the <pb xml:id="WP.350" n="APPENDIX."/> government, and the order was
                                    given by me for the general benefit of the service and security of the
                                    property. </p>

                                <closer>
                                    <salute>
                                        <seg rend="h-spacer200px"/> I am, Honourable Sir, <lb/>
                                        <seg rend="h-spacer240px"/> Your most obedient and <lb/>
                                        <seg rend="h-spacer280px"/> Very humble Servant,</salute>
                                    <signed>
                                        <persName key="WiParry1859">
                                            <hi rend="small-caps">Wm. Parry</hi>. </persName>
                                    </signed>
                                </closer>

                                <postscript>
                                    <p> N.B. I have followed the instructions strictly of the late <persName
                                            key="LdByron">Lord N. Byron</persName>, and approved of by the
                                            <persName key="AlMavro1865">Prince Mavrocordato</persName>. </p>
                                </postscript>
                                <dateline rend="left">The Hon. Col. Stanhope.</dateline>
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                    <lb/>
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                        <body>
                            <docAuthor n="GeJarvi1828"/>
                            <docDate when="1824-05-11"/>
                            <listPerson type="recipient">
                                <person>
                                    <persName n="Parry, William" key="WiParry1859"/>
                                </person>
                            </listPerson>

                            <l rend="head2">(<hi rend="italic">Copy.</hi>) No. 4.</l>
                            <div xml:id="App.I.4" n="George Jarvis to William Parry, 11 May 1824" type="letter">
                                <opener>
                                    <dateline>
                                        <hi rend="italic">Missolonghi, Western Greece, <lb/> May</hi> 11<hi
                                            rend="italic">th</hi>, 1824, <hi rend="italic">n. st.</hi>
                                    </dateline>
                                    <salute>Sir,</salute>
                                </opener>

                                <p xml:id="App.I.4-1">
                                    <seg rend="h-spacer60px"/>
                                    <hi rend="small-caps">It</hi> is the fourth of mine which I now have the
                                    pleasure to address to you. Since so long a period as your separation, not a
                                    single line has reached us, nor have we had any news whatsoever from that
                                    quarter. The present I confide to the hands of our friend, the harbour-master
                                    of this town, <persName>Captain Sidero</persName>, and who is to deliver it
                                    into your own bands, and will receive your answer. </p>

                                <p xml:id="App.I.4-2"> I have not risked to confide much to the paper, nor can I do
                                    so before, Sir, you&#8217;ll please to honour me with your answer. <persName
                                        key="PiGamba1827">Count Gamba</persName> has, before quitting the place,
                                    formed several Commissions, into whose hands the principal affairs have been
                                    confided. Those named by you, Sir, have been approved of in form; all are under
                                    the inspection of the Prince. The most exact calculations have been made by me;
                                    the sums for the several departments have been delivered to the Deposito
                                        Com-<pb xml:id="WP.351" n="APPENDIX."/>mission, the three members of which
                                    are Messrs. <persName key="JMHodge1831">Hodges</persName>, <persName
                                        key="GeJarvi1828">Jarvis</persName>, and <persName key="CpStitz1826"
                                        >Stetzelberger</persName>. </p>

                                <p xml:id="App.I.4-3"> The Department of the Brigade has been left to me. </p>

                                <p xml:id="App.I.4-4"> The Department of the Fortifications has been left to me, in
                                    company with the <persName>Engineer Cochini</persName>, and the Commissary of
                                    War. </p>

                                <p xml:id="App.I.4-5"> The Department of the Laboratory to <persName
                                        key="JMHodge1831">Mr. Hodges</persName>. </p>

                                <p xml:id="App.I.4-6"> The Committee Affairs have been consigned to Messrs.
                                        <persName key="JMHodge1831">Hodges</persName> and <persName
                                        key="MrGill1824">Gill</persName>. </p>

                                <p xml:id="App.I.4-7"> The Command of the Brigade left entirely to <persName
                                        key="CpStitz1826">Captain Stetzelberger</persName>. </p>

                                <p xml:id="App.I.4-8"> The Orders to the Brigade are given to me by the Prince, and
                                    I, as General-Adjutant, deliver them to the Commanding Captain. </p>

                                <p xml:id="App.I.4-9"> The boat goes: I shall write on the first occasion, begging
                                    only my most respectful compliments to the Count, <hi rend="italic"
                                        >&amp;c.</hi>&#160;<persName key="MrWinte1824">Mr. Winter</persName>, I
                                    hope, forwarded the letters to Cephalonia, to send on here <persName
                                        key="JoFento1825">Mr. Fenton&#8217;s</persName> trunk. Remaining, <seg
                                        rend="h-spacer60px"/> Sir, </p>

                                <closer>
                                    <salute>
                                        <seg rend="h-spacer220px"/> Your most obedient Servant,</salute>
                                    <signed>
                                        <persName key="GeJarvi1828">
                                            <hi rend="small-caps">George Jarvis.</hi>
                                        </persName>
                                    </signed>
                                    <dateline rend="left">To Major Parry, &amp;c. &amp;c.</dateline>
                                </closer>
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                        </body>
                    </floatingText>
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                    <figure rend="line50px"/>
                    <lb/>
                    <floatingText>
                        <body>
                            <docAuthor n="GeJarvi1828"/>
                            <docDate when="1824-05-16"/>
                            <listPerson type="recipient">
                                <person>
                                    <persName n="Parry, William" key="WiParry1859"/>
                                </person>
                            </listPerson>

                            <l rend="head2">(<hi rend="italic">Copy.</hi>) No. 5.</l>
                            <div xml:id="App.I.5" n="George Jarvis to William Parry, 16 May 1824" type="letter">
                                <opener>
                                    <dateline>
                                        <hi rend="italic">Missolonghi, Western Greece</hi>, 4-16 <hi rend="italic"
                                            >May</hi>, 1824.</dateline>
                                    <salute>Sir,</salute>
                                </opener>

                                <p xml:id="App.I.5-1">
                                    <seg rend="h-spacer60px"/> I now have the pleasure of your letters of the 6th
                                    and 8th instant. I have noted whatever you mentioned, and all your orders to
                                    Messrs. <persName key="JMHodge1831">Hodges</persName> and <persName
                                        key="MrGill1824">Gill</persName>, <hi rend="italic">&amp;c.</hi>, I have
                                    delivered. I am exceedingly glad to see your health <pb xml:id="WP.352"
                                        n="APPENDIX."/> recover; and we all hope to see you here soon again. Money
                                    was, and is the great demand; without it, it cannot be expected of you, nor any
                                    man under the sun, to do any thing of real use to this country. <persName
                                        key="LdHarri5">Colonel Stanhope</persName> we know to be with you. Now I
                                    hope every thing will thus be settled to our general advantage. The <persName
                                        key="AlMavro1865">Prince Mavrocordato</persName> is still at Anatolica;
                                    coming from Vrachore, where he had settled the rising and very serious disputes
                                    with <persName>Captain Sta&#239;co</persName> and others, he called at
                                    Anatolica, to influence the Suliotes to break up, and to march to the
                                    frontiers: these sons of Minerva reminded him of a promise (which it is said he
                                    gave,) to pay them their arrears on <persName type="fiction">St.
                                        George&#8217;s</persName> Day; they expect large sums will be sent over for
                                    them, and, really, every single one here seems to think that the loan has been
                                    contracted for him, and himself alone. I need not mention to you, Sir, the best
                                    means of applying the money, nor the securest way; I hope government shall gain
                                    sufficient force <hi rend="italic">to order</hi>, and we shall see, the money
                                    issued accordingly to the wants of the naval and land operations; but not the
                                    greatest part delivered to individuals or chiefs that set up for themselves.
                                    The character of the Greeks is but little known. The real importance of most
                                    foreigners here is small, their assuming however very great; they all mistake
                                    the Greeks, and are again despised by the latter: many ought to be on their
                                    guard what they are about, and as every one of us, more or less, have attached
                                    ourselves to some party or particular chief of this country, we consequently
                                    try to favour them and their plans, and thus may act even innocently against
                                    the governmental views! We may well say that, what at present a chief gains,
                                    the government loses. I, for my part, as you know, Sir, <pb xml:id="WP.353"
                                        n="APPENDIX."/> have, during my stay in Greece, spent above two years with
                                    the Hydriotes, and own I have a great attachment to them; however, I shall
                                    never contribute toward any thing that might any ways be against the plans and
                                    interest of government. I have some suspicion that there are considerable
                                    preparations made to the assistance of chiefs, and I believe <persName
                                        key="Odyss1825">Ulysses</persName> ought to be mentioned among them. </p>

                                <p xml:id="App.I.5-2"> I hear of projects of establishing a navy! When I see
                                    continually new comers arrive, and all such great men! that don&#8217;t deign
                                    to draw information from the old sufferers here, much less to take their
                                    advice, they then must try their own hand, and see what they can do. We have
                                    had men here of all descriptions, generals, of cavalry and infantry, companies
                                    of German and English workmen and mechanics, bakers and butchers have been sent
                                    out too, lawyers, diplomates, and officers of the horse, and naval men made
                                    their appearance. We have seen three years pass on, and now, as the staff of
                                    life has arrived, we shall see what more will be done. With regard to the naval
                                    affairs, I flatter myself, by having been in all their expeditions, and having
                                    witnessed their consultations, to have known their wants as well as their
                                    inclinations and power; if now it may be expected that any navy can be this
                                    moment established, at the same time the war carried on without very
                                    considerable funds, at least more than the whole loan amounts to, I must be
                                    very much mistaken. However, this experience too must (as they think) be tried
                                    again. </p>

                                <p xml:id="App.I.5-3"> The Greeks are men of great genius, and know their wants
                                    better than any stranger; they want but three things, that is <hi rend="italic"
                                        >money, money, money!</hi> and then government, gaining power, will choose
                                    and employ such <pb xml:id="WP.354" n="APPENDIX."/> strangers as are of real
                                    use to the country! As for Anglifying Greece, it won&#8217;t do. I have been
                                    honoured by an Englishman yesterday with the title of <hi rend="italic">a
                                        Greek;</hi> they meant to hurt my feelings by thinking me too <hi
                                        rend="italic">much of a Greek</hi>. I have no other desire here than to
                                    pass for one, and to take all their good qualities; I am sure the Greeks shall
                                    be grateful for all the good they are to receive from England; the tender
                                    feelings they showed towards <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName>
                                    leave this disposition out of doubt. However, as for turning English, or being
                                    gained over to the English interest, this they will never agree to, and they
                                    will either be free Greeks, or fall with the honour of their country. </p>

                                <p xml:id="App.I.5-4"> The fortifications are going on well; we are all hard at
                                    work. I intend to go with the Prince&#8217;s order to get four guns, two
                                    days&#8217; distance from here. The Brigade is in good order, and keeps the
                                    Suliotes down, of whom the two Captains, <persName key="LaVeiko1824"
                                        >Lambro</persName> and <persName key="Luca1824">Luca</persName>, made me
                                    much to do; every thing is going on in regular order, and with the approbation
                                    of our Prince; I hope you will give me yours too. <persName key="EdTrela1881"
                                        >Mr. Trelawny</persName> questioned your right to send on the newspapers,
                                    nor has he delivered them to me, but intends to deliver them to his confidants
                                    and friends, Messrs. <persName key="JMHodge1831">Hodges</persName> and
                                        <persName key="MrGill1824">Gill</persName>. I wish you good health,
                                    success, and a happy return, remaining, </p>

                                <closer>
                                    <salute>
                                        <seg rend="h-spacer280px"/> Sir, <lb/>
                                        <seg rend="h-spacer220px"/> Your most obedient Servant, </salute>
                                    <signed>
                                        <persName key="GeJarvi1828">
                                            <hi rend="small-caps">George Jarvis.</hi>
                                        </persName>
                                    </signed>
                                </closer>

                                <dateline>
                                    <hi rend="italic">Officer of the Navy, <lb/> Adjutant-General &amp;c.</hi>
                                </dateline>

                                <dateline rend="left">To Major Parry, &amp;c. <lb/>
                                    <seg rend="h-spacer60px"/> Zante.</dateline>
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                    <lb/>
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                                    <persName n="Parry, William" key="WiParry1859"/>
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                            <l rend="head2">(<hi rend="italic">Copy.</hi>) No. 6. </l>
                            <div xml:id="App.I.6" n="George Jarvis to William Parry, 22 May 1824" type="letter">
                                <opener>
                                    <dateline>
                                        <hi rend="italic">Missolonghi</hi>, Western Greece, 10-22 <hi rend="italic"
                                            >May</hi>, 1824. </dateline>
                                    <salute>Dear Sir,</salute>
                                </opener>

                                <p xml:id="App.I.6-1">
                                    <seg rend="h-spacer60px"/> Both your favours of the 12th and 16th inst. have
                                    reached me, and were sent to us by the Prince&#8217;s Secretary yesterday
                                    evening. I am less astonished at the conspiracy against you than at the harmony
                                    that seems to reign among the party concerned in this plot, and at their
                                    unanimous exertions; exertions that might, with <hi rend="italic">this</hi>
                                    harmony, have been so beneficial to Greece, if led to noble and useful
                                    purposes. When did we see those Franks ever joined for <hi rend="italic">our
                                        glorious cause?</hi> What do foreigners want in Greece? What intentions
                                    have they? But those who are wise, so very powerful at the same time, these
                                    great men, what have they done? These men that attack you now are the very same
                                    that looked upon you, when here, as a man of no great importance; why then,
                                    now, do they make such a serious affair of it? They thus acknowledge you to be
                                    a man of importance. You honour me, Sir, with the title of your friend, and
                                    your only friend in Greece&#8212;Your friend <hi rend="italic">I was</hi>,
                                    because I regarded you a friend to Greece? Your friend <hi rend="italic">I
                                        am,</hi> because you are in distress! That what I say to you I communicate
                                    to all the world, nor do I say more to you. As for the conduct of those men who
                                    thought proper to attack you, they ought to be on their guard&#8212;those here
                                    that have joined in the plot have, at all events, committed themselves, being
                                    your inferiors; and with regard to the conduct of them, in opposition to that
                                    of you and your family, it appears to me most shocking, abominable, and
                                    ungrateful. <pb xml:id="WP.356" n="APPENDIX."/>
                                </p>


                                <p xml:id="App.I.6-2"> As for myself, I am, at least, in so far happy here, as I
                                    have nothing to do with these men, nor do I wish even to come into any
                                    relationship with them. I keep to my own room, and to my business here, which
                                    is very extensive. As soon as the fortifications are finished, and I have
                                    settled all my affairs, I may join my old friends the Hydriotes again, if there
                                    is any view of fighting going on. I assure you, Sir, I never have been sorry to
                                    have made your acquaintance here, I wish only it had not been imbittered to me
                                    by the presence of others. I have only two friends in Greece, but these are
                                    friends; I do not associate with any other Englishmen but when forced to do so;
                                    these are <persName key="FrHasti1828">Mr. Hastings</persName>, R. N., a man of
                                    great honour, the friend of truth, and of a very consistent character; the
                                    other, <persName key="JoFento1825">Mr. Fenton</persName>, of Scotland, who, a
                                    gallant young officer in the Spanish wars, <hi rend="italic">gave up his half
                                        pay</hi> to embrace this noble cause, is the noblest-minded Englishman I
                                    remember to have seen; he is my bosom friend, and, please God, our power,
                                    united by friendship and harmony, may be sufficient to produce some good for
                                    the country, at least I hope we shall set a <hi rend="italic">good example</hi>
                                    (a matter of vast importance) to the rising Greeks! I may be able to do
                                    something even without exterior help, if not America shall assist, and my
                                    friends in Europe are powerful. You mention to me, Sir, you intend to call on
                                    my name in the newspapers in the United States, and in England&#8212;I have no
                                    objection to be a witness to your conduct, character, and the services rendered
                                    to this country; to the contrary, shall be so with all my heart, and it is
                                    moreover my duty, but I beg you, at the same time, not to make a personal
                                    affair of it with regard to me. </p>

                                <p xml:id="App.I.6-3">
                                    <persName key="SpTrico">Mr. Tricupi</persName> left for the general government,
                                    as a member for Missolonghi and Western Greece&#8212;he will <pb
                                        xml:id="WP.357" n="APPENDIX."/> give in a statement of the wants of this
                                    province, and it is expected that then the necessary sums will be ordered by
                                    government to be paid out of the loan. Your things I shall demand from
                                        <persName key="JMHodge1831">Hodges</persName> and <persName
                                        key="MrGill1824">Gill</persName> in a few days; pray mention too if the
                                    patent shot belongs to you. The shirts never arrived for <persName
                                        key="MrFowke1824">Mr. Fouks</persName>&#8212;I shall then try to settle
                                    with him, if they don&#8217;t soon appear. The 39 dollars I sent on by
                                        <persName key="EdTrela1881">Mr. Trelawny</persName>, deducting seventeen
                                    piastres twenty paras, paid for half a yard of blue cloth for you. I send it
                                    under <hi rend="italic">my own</hi> responsibility. The remarks made use of in
                                    the other room &amp;c., I take no notice of, and answered <persName>Mr.
                                        Hodges</persName>, &#8220;I hope I am not responsible to <hi rend="italic"
                                        >you</hi> for my doing so;&#8221; he tried to frighten me with writing to
                                        <persName key="LdHarri5">Col. Stanhope</persName> about my doing so; by
                                    G&#8212;d I wish he would, if they would bring me to the test for it! It is,
                                    however, of trifling consequence to dispute with bad men. </p>

                                <l rend="right">
                                    <hi rend="italic">Missolonghi, 2nd June, 1824.</hi>
                                </l>

                                <p xml:id="App.I.6-4"> Just now Messrs. <persName key="HeHeske1836"
                                        >Hesketh</persName> and <persName key="MrWinte1824">Winter</persName>
                                    arrived, and I received your kind letter of the 27th ult. </p>

                                <p xml:id="App.I.6-5"> I have had no secure opportunity to forward the above lines,
                                    and now I have to state that part of the brigade, with four guns, under the
                                    command of <persName key="JoFento1825">Captain Fenton</persName>, left for
                                    Athens, &amp;c. <persName key="EdTrela1881">Trelawny</persName> left with him,
                                    and a gentleman of the name of <persName key="MrGill1824">Gill</persName>.
                                        <persName>Trelawny</persName> has great plans, and intends to manage the
                                    affairs of Greece by himself. The best thing is, the Prince takes not the least
                                    notice of what <persName>T.</persName> speaks. You will remember, Sir, the
                                    anecdote of the pearl and the sow! I have this moment a deal of trouble,
                                    because my business is very extensive here, and <pb xml:id="WP.358"
                                        n="APPENDIX."/> since <persName>Mr. Fenton</persName> left, I have no
                                    friends here among the Franks, <hi rend="italic">i. e.</hi>, I do not wish for
                                    any friendship with those here. Your certificate I shall send the first
                                    opportunity on to you&#8212;the Prince will give you a very good attest. As you
                                    seem to be not decided what to do, to come or not, I cannot say but this, that
                                    money is the only means to do it; if you do not bring that, nothing can be
                                    done&#8212;the want of money is felt here every day more and more. </p>

                                <p xml:id="App.I.6-6">
                                    <persName key="EdTrela1881">Mr. Trelawny</persName> brought me no letter at all
                                    the last time he came,&#8212;how is that? pray let me know. The boat leaves
                                    now. I write in haste. </p>

                                <closer>
                                    <salute>
                                        <seg rend="h-spacer160px"/> Remaining, dear Sir, <lb/>
                                        <seg rend="h-spacer200px"/> Your most obedient servant,</salute>
                                    <signed>
                                        <persName key="GeJarvi1828">
                                            <hi rend="small-caps">George Jervis.</hi>
                                        </persName>
                                    </signed>
                                    <dateline rend="left">To Major Parry.</dateline>
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                                    <persName n="Parry, William" key="WiParry1859"/>
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                            <l rend="head2">(<hi rend="italic">Copy.</hi>) No. 7.</l>
                            <div xml:id="App.I.7" n="George Jarvis to William Parry, 15 June 1824" type="letter">
                                <opener>
                                    <dateline>
                                        <hi rend="italic">Missolonghi, June</hi> 15, 1824.</dateline>
                                    <salute>Dear Sir,</salute>
                                </opener>

                                <p xml:id="App.I.7-1">
                                    <seg rend="h-spacer60px"/> I now come to the last lines of your&#8217;s. With
                                    regard to the parties or factions formed by the Englishmen, I am sorry to hear
                                    so, as I do not think it is for the advantage of this country; however, those
                                    who prefer their own affairs to the general cause, or who wish to cool their
                                    hatred in the blood of their supposed enemies, they are sure of either
                                    negatively or positively doing injury to the cause, without even doing any good
                                    to themselves. What refers to myself, I do not intend to take notice of what
                                    any such men say against me&#8212;my enemies (if I have any in Greece) cannot
                                    be my judges. I leave the nation to judge me. I beg leave to mention, that
                                    whenever you stand in need of me I am at your service as a <pb xml:id="WP.359"
                                        n="APPENDIX."/> private man, and shall do whatever I can for you; but in
                                    the official office I hold, I am not at liberty to regard private affairs, nor
                                    orders given me from persons not at the spot, and not belonging to the Greek
                                    Government. I mention this to acquaint you, Sir, that <persName
                                        key="EdBlaqu1832">Mr. Blaquiere</persName> has given orders to <persName
                                        key="JMHodge1831">Hodges</persName> to inspect the fortification, books,
                                    and even to take into his hands the monies that, under the name of laboratory
                                    department, have been made over for the fortifications (say the 500 dollars.) I
                                    naturally do not take the least notice of such orders, nor will the <persName
                                        key="AlMavro1865">Prince</persName> ever allow the most important works in
                                    this province to stand still at the humour of <persName>Hodges</persName>. I
                                    have mentioned to the Prince every thing you said; and shall I send your papers
                                    on to you? This moment His Excellency is much occupied. </p>

                                <p xml:id="App.I.7-2"> I have the honour to enclose a few lines from <persName
                                        key="ChMurra1824">Lord Charles Murray</persName>, a friend of mine and of
                                    Greece; he appears to be a most excellent young man. </p>

                                <closer>
                                    <salute>
                                        <seg rend="h-spacer200px"/> Believe me, dear Sir, ever
                                        your&#8217;s,</salute>
                                    <signed>
                                        <hi rend="small-caps">George Jarvis</hi>, G. N. Adj.</signed>
                                </closer>
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                    <l rend="head"> Letters from <persName>Lord Charles Murray</persName>.</l>

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                            <docDate when="1824-06-06"/>
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                                <person>
                                    <persName n="Parry, William" key="WiParry1859"/>
                                </person>
                            </listPerson>

                            <l rend="head2">(<hi rend="italic">Copy</hi>.) No. 8.</l>
                            <div xml:id="App.I.8" n="Charles Murray to William Parry, 6 June 1824" type="letter">
                                <opener>
                                    <dateline>
                                        <hi rend="italic">Missolonghi, June</hi> 6, 1824.</dateline>
                                    <salute>Sir,</salute>
                                </opener>

                                <p xml:id="App.I.8-1">
                                    <seg rend="h-spacer60px"/> According to promise, I laid before his Highness,
                                        <persName key="AlMavro1865">Prince Mavrocordato</persName>, your letter,
                                    and communicated also the charges and complaints. His Highness appeared duly
                                    sensible of the cruel situation into which you have been thrown by the lamented
                                    death of the late illustrious <persName key="LdByron">Lord Byron</persName>,
                                    and expresses a hope to see you soon again <pb xml:id="WP.860" n="APPENDIX."/>
                                    in company with <persName key="ThGordo1841">Colonel Gordon</persName>, whose
                                    arrival at Missolonghi is daily expected, and hourly prayed for. </p>

                                <p xml:id="App.I.8-2">
                                    <persName key="EdBlaqu1832">Mr. Blaquiere</persName> set off in so great a
                                    hurry that I had not time to write to you by him, but I send this by a secure
                                    hand. <persName key="JuMilli1878">Dr. Millingen</persName> is almost well
                                    again, I saw him this morning. <persName key="GeJarvi1828">Mr.
                                        Jarvis</persName> I have not yet seen. </p>

                                <closer>
                                    <salute>
                                        <seg rend="h-spacer220px"/> Believe me, your&#8217;s truly,</salute>
                                    <signed>
                                        <persName key="ChMurra1824">
                                            <hi rend="small-caps">Charles Murray.</hi>
                                        </persName>
                                    </signed>
                                    <dateline rend="left">To Captain Parry.</dateline>
                                </closer>
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                        <body>
                            <docAuthor n="ChMurra1824"/>
                            <docDate when="1824-06-13"/>
                            <listPerson type="recipient">
                                <person>
                                    <persName n="Parry, William" key="WiParry1859"/>
                                </person>
                            </listPerson>

                            <l rend="head2">(<seg rend="head">C<hi rend="italic">opy</hi>.</seg>) No. 9.</l>
                            <div xml:id="App.I.9" n="Charles Murray to William Parry, 13 June 1824" type="letter">
                                <opener>
                                    <dateline>
                                        <hi rend="italic">Missolonghi, June</hi> 13, 1824.</dateline>
                                    <salute>Dear Sir,</salute>
                                </opener>

                                <p xml:id="App.I.9-1">
                                    <seg rend="h-spacer60px"/> I am sorry to find, from <persName key="GeJarvi1828"
                                        >Mr. Jarvis</persName>, that you are still uncomfortably situated at Zante,
                                    and as you take no notice of a letter I wrote you, I am left to suppose it is
                                    in the <hi rend="italic">dead letter box</hi> office of Zante still, or
                                    elsewhere. </p>

                                <p xml:id="App.I.9-2"> Let me recommend you most sincerely and strenuously to take
                                    no violent steps in your own justification; more particularly until you return
                                    to England, where every man&#8217;s house is his castle; whereas, on the
                                    Continent, one can neither speak, act, nor write, without the utmost
                                    circumspection of time, persons, and place. </p>

                                <closer>
                                    <salute>
                                        <seg rend="h-spacer220px"/> Ever your&#8217;s, very truly,</salute>
                                    <signed>
                                        <persName key="ChMurra1824">
                                            <hi rend="small-caps">Charles Murray.</hi>
                                        </persName>
                                    </signed>
                                    <dateline rend="left">To Captain Parry.</dateline>
                                </closer>
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                    <l rend="center"> THE END </l>
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