I followed the coffin, and the other two brought up
the rear. The sentries did not salute us as we passed them. At last
we reached the cemetery gates. Here I was obliged to relegate my post
of chief mourner to the doctor, while I went into the chapel, put on
my surplice, and went to the door to meet the body. I then proceeded
to bury the poor boy, and when the union-jack was taken off and the
coffin lowered into the grave, I leant over to take one last look;
the doctor did the same, and as our eyes met the same emotion caused
us both to blow our noses violently, and it was in a voice of
suppressed emotion that I concluded the service.
"I was so disgusted with the way in which the poor boy had been
slighted that I had not intended going to the admiral's funeral; but
after burying Munro I felt more charitably disposed, so I got into my
uniform and duly attended the admiral's obsequies.
"It was a very grand affair indeed; the streets were thronged with
spectators, every window was filled with eager faces as the enormous
procession passed by. There were five regiments stationed in
Gibraltar at the time, and two men-of-war besides the _Octopus_ lying
in the harbour; detachments from every regiment were sent, three
military bands followed, a battery of artillery, the marines and all
the jack tars in the place, the governor and his staff were there,
and every officer, who was not on the sick list, quartered in
Gibraltar, was present.
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