“’D—­n your blood, Grimes, I’m as loyal as ever you were.  Wasn’t my grandfather a Tory hunter, who houghed and hanged more bloody Papishes—­’

“‘Who’s that,’ said Bob, ’talking about hanging Papishes?  Where—­where are they to be hanged?  Under God, I have seen more of the villains hanged than any other frail sinner in the province.  Oh, it is a consoling—­a sustaining sight!’

“’What’s the reason, then, that the Protestant gentry of the country don’t stand by their own?  Why do they deal with Papishes?  By Japers they don’t daserve us to stand by them.’

“’I say, Fulton, it’s a d—­d lie.  I was at the wrecking of the Ballygrass Threshers, when you shabbed sickness and wouldn’t go.’

“’And I am glad I didn’t.  A purty business you made of it—­to pull down the houses, and wreck the furniture about the ears of a set of women and children; I say such conduct is disgraceful to Orangemen.’

“‘An’ what the devil right have you to expect the sargeantship, then, when you won’t perform its duties?’

“’I don’t care a d—­n about you or it.  The Pope in the pillory, the pillory in h—­l—­’

“’—­Sent the bullet through his palm, and kept his finger and thumb together ever since—­

“’Lerolero lillibullero, lillibullerobuuenela.’—­

’—­Sleet or slaughter, holy water, Sprinkle the Catholics every one; Cut them asunder, and make them lie undher, The Protestant boys will carry their own.—.

“’They can never stand the guns—­the lead makes them fly—­and, by Japers, they’ll get it.—­’

“‘What health, man? out with it; are we to sit here all night for it?—­’

“’He gets half his bread from a d——­d Papish, merely because, he’s his tenant—­instead of getting the whole of it from me, that’s better than a tenant, a brother Orangeman—­

     “’King James he pitched his tents between
     The lines for to retire;
     But King William threw his bomb balls in,
     And set them all on fire.’—­

“In fact the confusion of Babel was nothing to it now, every voice was loud, and what between singing, swearing, shouting, arguing, drinking toasts, and howling, of various descriptions, it would not be easy to to find anything in any other country that could be compared to it.

“Phil himself was by this time nearly as drunk as any of them, but in consequence of several hints from those who preserved their sobriety, and several of them did, he now got to his legs, and called silence.

“’Silence, sil-sil-silence, I say, d—­n my honor if I’ll bear this.  Do you think (hiccup) we can separate without drinking the Castle Cu-Cumber toast.  Fill, gentle-(hic-cup)-men, here’s Lord Cumber and the Castle-Castle Cu-Cumber property, with the health of Sol-Sol-Solo-Solomon M’Slime, Esq.—­

     “’For God will be our king this day,
     And I’ll be the general over—­eh—­over—­no, no, under.’—­