In this disorder Mr.Cantwell rose, his face beaming with mildness and benignity--sweetness and smiles--and having bowed, stood all meekness and patience until the cheering was over.
"'Brother Cantwell,' said Solomon, 'remember to discard self-reliance--let thy sup--support be from '-- but before he could finish, brother Cantwell turned round, and blandly bowing to him, seemed to say--for-he did not speak-- "'My dear brother M'Slime, I follow your admirable advice; you see I do--I shall' "'Mr.Chairman,' said he, 'gentlemen and dear brothers'-- here he paused a moment, whilst calmly removing the tumbler out of his way that he might have room to place his hand upon the table and gently lean towards the chairman.

He then serenely smoothed down the frill of his shirt, during which his friends cheered--and ere commencing he gave them another short, and, as it were, parenthetical bow.

'Mr.Chairman, gentlemen, and dear brothers, I do not rise upon this very unpleasant occasion--unpleasant to me it is, but not on my account--for the purpose of giving vent to the coarse effusions of an unlettered mind, that shapes its vulgar outpourings in bad language and worse feeling.

No, I am incapable of the bad feeling, in the first place, and, thanks to my education, of illiterate language, in the second.

It has pleased my friend Mr.Yellowboy--if he will still allow me to call him so--for I appeal to you all whether it becomes those who sit under this hallowed roof to disagree--it has pleased him, I say, to bring charges against me, to some of which I certainly must plead guilty--if guilt there be in it.