Not
until 1865 was the lovely place destroyed by the tidal wave of modern
building.
The Captain kept his town house as well,--the old Jay place, on the
lower end of Broadway, but it was at the Manse that he loved best to
stay, and the Manse which was and always remained his real and beloved
home. In 1744 his seaman's restlessness again won over his domestic
tranquillity and he was off once more in search of fresh adventures
and dangers. Says the _Weekly Post Boy_, of August 27th, in that year:
"His Majesty's ship _Launceston_, commanded by the brave
Commodore Warren (whose absence old Oceanus seems to
lament), being now sufficiently repaired, will sail in a few
days in order once more to pay some of His Majesty's enemies
a visit."
And it winds up with this burst:
_"The sails are spread; see the bold warrior comes
To chase the French and interloping Dons!"_
It was in the following year that he signally distinguished himself in
the historic Siege of Louisbourg, winning himself a promotion to the
rank of Rear Admiral of the Blue, and a knighthood as well! It may
seem a far cry from Greenwich, New York, to Louisbourg, but we cannot
pass over the incident without sparing it a little space.
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