I have recently received orders that I am to transfer to the Pathfinder, a brigantine based out of York in Upper Canada, and will be a Surgeon attached to aid the British Forces. My orders state that I am to report to Navy Hall there by Saturday, 14th July of this Present Year. The Pathfinder will be part of His Majesty's squadron that shall consist of the Pathfinder herself, her sister ship the Playfair, St. Lawrence II, Caledonian and the La Revenante. The Commodore’s own Broad Pendant will be hoisted in the Squadron flagship, Fair Jeanne.
The Pathfinder in the fog...
Please do not alarm yourself, as this transfer is temporary, and shall only last for the duration of whatever special mission the Admiralty has in mind, and will afford me the opportunity to meet Dr. W. L. Davis, who I understand is assigned to the squadron as well. After the successful completion of the mission to Newark, I will be returned back home to the Acasta. I am certain that the cramped quarters aboard the tiny Pathfinder will give me a new appreciation of the spacious accommodations on the Acasta.
|Mr. Cushing, Ship's Clerk|
Our assignment of late has been little more than a perpetual hurry of doing nothing; and I think, I never had more business of that sort on my hands than in the past few weeks. But as I can generally find time to do anything I've a mind to do, so can I contrive to be at leisure to pay these final respects to you, my dear friend. As is my custom, I shall keep my journal whilst in the field, and transcribe it upon the occasion of my return.
|The Doctor's daughters|
I beg that you and the other Acastas think on me with gentle regard, and know that I most sincerely wish you all health and success; and am, with great respect, dear Friend,
Your most affectionate & obt. servant,
Doctor A. Roberts
Ship's Surgeon, HMS Acasta