CHAPTER CIV

HOMEWARD BOUND

[Sidenote: 1869. Hong Kong. Flag in _Salamis_, Oct. 23.]

Came to in Hong Kong. Vice-Admiral Sir H. Kellett, my successor, the

Commodore, and other commanders came on board. Keswick, of Jardine,

Mathieson and Co., came inviting me to East Point. Wife and children

had gone there in steam launch. Called on Governor, taking Lady

MacDonnell a pair of pet china jars from Peking: one of which their

orderly sergeant managed to smash in unpacking. Called on General

Whitfield, who was confined to bed. He had sent his aide-de-camp and

staff on board _Salamis_ on our arrival. We were kindly welcomed at

East Point. The same evening there was a croquet party; Maginac in his

glory. Besides the Grants of 9th Native Infantry and the O’Shaugnessys

of staff, Gower and Robertson from Canton met us at dinner.

Great preparations for the reception of the Duke of Edinburgh.

[Sidenote: Oct. 24.]

To church in the Jardine carriage. I had issued a memo to the squadron

yesterday that I should give up the command this morning. Friday fixed

for my entertainment by kind Hong Kong friends. Sorry to hear of the

death of kind friend Mrs. Gilman.

[Sidenote: Oct. 26.]

Our hosts got up an agreeable party at Pokofolum: Alexanders, Grants,

Pollards, Overbeck, and others. Drove back by moonlight.

[Sidenote: Oct. 27.]

Dined with Overbeck. Large party.

[Sidenote: Oct. 28.]

The day of my entertainment. Cannot get the idea of a speech out of my

head.

[Sidenote: Oct. 29.]

It came off at last--a flattering event, enough to turn my old head,

Governor and all great people attending. My reception kind and

enthusiastic. The continued cheering tended to give me nerve.

[Sidenote: Oct. 30.]

Daily papers called it “the greatest and most successful entertainment

that had ever been given in Hong Kong.” Dined with the Commodore; one

of his good and cheery dinners. Admiral and Commanders present. Believe

I part in harmony with all.

[Sidenote: Sabbath, Oct. 31.]

At 7.30 A.M. _Galatea_ was at anchor in the harbour and galley on

shore. Should have been on board by 9, but His Royal Highness had

already visited the Commander-in-Chief and made arrangements for

landing in state on the morrow; but on my pointing out how much more

convenient it would be if His Royal Highness would defer his landing

until after departure of the mail on Tuesday, he acceeded to this, as

he has done to every proposition I have ever thought it right to make.

His Royal Highness received me so nicely, with all the warmth peculiar

to his nature, yet never seeming to forget that I was, or had been his

Commander-in-Chief. It was arranged that he was to call on, and lunch

with the Governor at 1.30, and dine there in the evening, returning to

_Galatea_ to sleep.

As the morrow would be my last in Hong Kong, the Duke kindly proposed

that self and wife should take a farewell dinner with him; but on my

stating the distance of East Point, and the early rising on the Tuesday

to go back to the mail steamer, he kindly accepted an invitation to

dine with Keswick, which would greatly please our worthy host.

Returned to East Point in time to go with wife to church. Received the

sacrament--my last in China. At the close of the service, Buckle, the

Governor’s A.D.C., came to our pew to invite us to meet the Prince at

luncheon.

[Sidenote: Nov. 1.]

Much to do at the last. Took a farewell luncheon on board _Galatea_,

meeting the Admiral and Commodore. His Royal Highness gave me a copy of

the _Galatea’s_ voyage to Australia. Under my name on the title page he

wrote “from his affectionate admirer.”

The dinner at East Point was a complete success. In addition to His

Royal Highness and suite were the Heards, Keswick’s _fiancé_, Miss

de Bourg, Kellett, Miller, Smith from Government House, Robertson,

etc. This was the great night of illuminations. We were invited to

see it from the _Galatea_, but the guide took His Royal Highness and

ourselves to the wrong landing-place; we missed the chairs and got

into a procession of illuminated fish of gigantic size. And the Duke

mounted with my wife up a ladder into a small Chinese theatre, which he

naturally concluded from its gaudy decoration and commanding position

must have been intended for himself. At midnight the party dispersed,

but His Royal Highness insisted on steering his barge with the old

Admiral and his wife back to East Point.

[Sidenote: Nov. 2.]

Now comes the end of my naval career in China, where the greater part

of my services for the last twenty-seven years have been so pleasantly

passed, but everything must come to an end.

[Illustration: “_The Little Admiral_” (_Hong Kong_ “Punch”).]

I had bespoke the steam-launch to take luggage and selves on board

the P. and O. steamer, but one and all appeared determined to do me

honour to the last. Although my uniforms had long since been packed,

I was to embark from the Government wharf under a salute and with a

guard of honour. At 8 A.M. the royal standard was hoisted on board

the _Galatea_, and a general royal salute, with ships dressed, took

place. I passed the guard, with Colin clinging to my hand. At the

pier we found all the Government officials in full costume to bid

farewell to the little old Admiral, rigged out in his Norfolk shirt

and “Rodney” hat, and instead of his galley there were the _Galatea’s_

barge and cutter--the former manned by His Royal Highness and

ward-room officers, and steered by the Commodore, to take me off; while

the latter was manned by the gun-room officers to take the wife and

children. Colin, however, refusing to quit his hold of me, partook of

the honour of being so conveyed. Never was such a demonstration, such

a triumph, for an Admiral degraded! On board, too, I met all my old

friends. There was the kind-hearted Governor, Sir Richard MacDonnell,

with a photograph for my wife of the house in which, not a year ago,

Colin was so near his end; Overbeck and old Fischer’s son; honest

old Henry Kellett, my successor; the hospitable Commodore, and the

Prince, in rowing costume, with his crew, fourteen in number. His Royal

Highness came into my cabin on deck, and there, in the quietest way,

presented me with a gold watch as a souvenir, which he said would do

afterwards for Colin, who seized the case containing the watch and

insisted that it had been given to him! I, however, have never been

without it.

On shoving off, the Prince and his crew gave three more parting cheers.

The _Salsette_ screwed ahead to the eastward, and having gained room

turned round, passing again through the ships, when the cheering was

repeated: foreigners, as well as our own men-of-war; even the invalids

from the hospital-ships caught the kind infection. This old party then

retired, feeling very grateful and his heart full.

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