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the health of Admiral Trotter and General Murray Hay. ( Loud 
cheers.') 
Rear-Admiral Trotter. — I rise to return thanks for the Navy 
on the present occasion with peculiar pleasure, as I claim for 
our service the honour of having most powerfully operated in the 
same cause with our distinguished guest — I mean the civilization of 
Africa ; and I believe Dr. Livingstone has lost no opportunity of 
proclaiming in his addresses, though that part of them to which I 
allude has not always been faithfully reported, that all hope of suc- 
cess in that great object over that vast continent depends, humanly 
speaking, on the extinction of the slave trade, and that the most 
powerful and indispensable means to this end is the British squadron 
on the coast of Africa : our efforts in this cause, in conjunction 
with the exertions of such men as Livingstone, will hereafter be 
classed amongst the noblest deeds of the Navy. — It is therefore, 
I say, with especial pleasure that I return thanks on the present 
occasion. ( Cheers. ) 
Major-Gen. Murray Hay. — Being the senior military officer 
present, it is my duty, Sir, to respond to the toast you have proposed, 
and the great and immortal man so justly eulogized by you, has 
taught us that to a soldier duty is a sacred word. 
Distant employment prevented me from sharing personally the 
brilliant services of the army of the Crimea, but it is to me a great 
consolation to think that I was thereby enabled to form, I trust, a 
lasting friendship with our distinguished guest, Dr. Livingstone. 
On his arrival at Mauritius, I received him as a comrade from a hard 
fought and gallantly won battle ; for he too is a soldier, a soldier of 
the Cross. ( Cheers .) The unanimous voice of this great nation has 
proclaimed, loudly proclaimed, that the British Army has gloriously 
upheld the renown of its predecessors and of its country, and that 
Army has received the reward dearest to the heart of a soldier in the 
applause and approbation of our gracious Queen and the thanks of a 
grateful country. ( Load cheers.) 
Sir R. Murchison. — I rise, Gentlemen, to propose the toast of the 
evening — “ Health to the excellent man who sits on my right hand, 
and success to his expedition.” ( Vehement and long continued applause.) 
When this farewell dinner to my distinguished friend was suggested 
ten days ago only, by a few ardent geographers, with a request 
