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As we sat soberly drinking claret there with men of to-day, the spirits of the departed came in and took their places round the darksome board. The pilot who weathered the storm tossed off great bumpers of spiritual port; the shade of Dundas did not leave the ghost of a heeltap.
Sir Patrick O'Prism. Troth, with all my heart; for, by my soul, I'm bothered completely. Squire Headlong. Agreed, then; you, and I, and Chromatic. Bumpers! Come, strike up. Squire Headlong, Mr Chromatic, and Sir Patrick O'Prism, each holding a bumper, immediately vociferated the following A heeltap! a heeltap! I never could bear it! So fill me a bumper, a bumper of claret!
Let the bottle pass freely, don't shirk it nor spare it, For a heeltap! a heeltap! I never could bear it! No skylight! no twilight! while Bacchus rules o'er us: No thinking! no shrinking! all drinking in chorus: Let us moisten our clay, since 'tis thirsty and porous: No thinking! no shrinking! all drinking in chorus!
By Squire Headlong, Mr Chromatic, Sir Patrick O'Prism, Mr Panscope, Mr Jenkison, Mr Gall, Mr Treacle, Mr Nightshade, Mr Mac Laurel, Mr Cranium, Mr Milestone, and the Reverend Dr Gaster. A heeltap! a heeltap! I never could bear it! So fill me a bumper, a bumper of claret! Let the bottle pass freely, don't shirk it nor spare it, For a heeltap! a heeltap! I never could bear it!
Then he had more Drink, and proposed successively as Toasts his Cousin Lady Betty Heeltap, daughter to my Lord Poddle; a certain Madame Van Foorst, whom I afterwards discovered to be the keeper of a dancing Ridotto on the Port at Antwerp; then the Jungfrau, or serving wench that waited upon us, who had for name Babette; and lastly his Mamma, whom, ten minutes afterwards, he began to load with Abuse, declaring that she wished to have her Barty shut up in a madhouse, in order that she might enjoy his Lands and Revenues.
Heeltap, who was generally drunk, fairly burst into tears, and the grave tradesmen and Whig gentry, who had dined with the Member at his inn, and accompanied him thence to the "Gorgon Arms," lifted their deep voices and shouted "Hear!" "Good!" "Bravo!" "Noble!" "Scully for ever!" "God bless him!" and "Hurrah!"
'Tis a fine day, and Kaintuckee's over yonder." She picked up her skirts and sang: "First upon the heeltap, Then upon the toe." The men by the cane-brake turned and came towards us. "Ye're happy to-day, Mis' McChesney," said Riley. "Why shouldn't I be?" said Polly Ann; "we're all a-goin' to Kaintuckee." "We're a-goin' back to Cyarter's Valley," said Riley, in his blustering way.
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