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And he poured out a bumper for his friend, which the old campaigner sucked in with fitting gusto. "Who will give us a song? Binnie, give us the 'Laird of Cockpen. It's capital, my dear General. Capital," the Colonel whispered to his neighbour. Mr. Binnie struck up the "Laird of Cockpen," without, I am bound to say, the least reluctance.
Wine comes from France; give us another bumper to the bonne cause." We drank it together. "Will the bonne cause turn Protestant?" asked Mr. Esmond. "No, hang it," says the other, "he'll defend our Faith as in duty bound, but he'll stick by his own. The Hind and the Panther shall run in the same car, by Jove.
"I thought it was a new kind of alligator," said Mr. Damon with a sigh of relief. "Where is it?" asked Professor Bumper, coming up at this juncture. "A new species of alligator? Let me see it!" "It's too horrible," said Mr. Damon. "I never want to see one again. It was worse than a vampire bat!"
"Yes," they all responded in chorus. "No gray or brown hairs on him?" "No gray or brown hairs on him." "Be sure!" commanded the old leader. "Lick them to see if the gray shows underneath." Several obeyed this order, and Bumper felt as if he was being washed all over, so vigorously did the tongues of his cousins lick him to discover any fraud.
Pomeroy saw nothing and heard nothing, and for a time suspected nothing. The servant was a crafty fellow, a London rascal, deft at whipping away full bottles. He was an age finding a clean glass, and slow in drawing the next cork. He filled the host's bumper, and Mr. Thomasson's, and had but half a glass for his master.
Not being of quick minds or sentiments, these country roisterers failed to understand the heavy cloud of spleen and lack of spirit they experienced, and as they filled their glasses and tossed off one bumper after another to cure it, they soon began again to laugh and fell into boisterous joking.
It's good to support Daniel Haigh and his hounds, And halloo the loud tally-ho!" "Beautiful! beautiful!" exclaimed Jorrocks, clapping his hands and stamping as Crane had ceased. "A werry good song, and it's werry well sung. Jolly companions every one!" "Gentlemen, pray charge your glasses there's one toast we must drink in a bumper if we ne'er take a bumper again. Mr.
Rashleigh strode once or twice through the room, came up to the side-table, on which wine was still standing, and poured out a large glass with a trembling hand; but when he saw that we observed his tremor, he suppressed it by a strong effort, and, looking at us with fixed and daring composure, carried the bumper to his head without spilling a drop.
At the same time, as though utterly helpless, he rolled off his seat and fell to the ground, snoring heavily. Pierre shouted his delight. Only Victor and he were left. They knew how to take their liquor, the old hands. His pride of achievement was great. He would see Victor under the table, too, he told himself. He stood over the trader while the latter drank a bumper.
The accident cast a little damper over the party, and there was a feeling of gloom among the Indians. Professor Bumper announced that he would see to it that the man's family did not want, and this seemed to give general satisfaction, especially to a brother who was with the party.
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