The family tripped it about, and capered like hailstones bounding from a marble floor.
Wine, ale, and October flew about as plentifully as kennel-water.

Then a frolic took John in the head to call up some of Nic.

Frog's pensioners that had been so mutinous in his family.
JOHN BULL .-- Are you glad to see your master in Ecclesdown Castle?
ALL .-- Yes, indeed, sir.
JOHN BULL .-- Extremely glad?
ALL .-- Extremely glad, sir.
JOHN BULL .-- Swear to me that you are so.
Then they began to sink their souls to the lowest pit if any person in the world rejoiced more than they did.
JOHN BULL .-- Now hang me if I don't believe you are a parcel of perjured rascals; however, take this bumper of October to your master's health.
Then John got upon the battlements, and looking over he called to Nic.
Frog .-- "How d'ye do, Nic.?
D'ye see where I am, Nic.?
I hope the cause goes on swimmingly, Nic.

When dost thou intend to go to Claypool, Nic.?
Wilt thou buy there some high heads of the newest cut for my daughters?
How comest thou to go with thy arm tied up?
Has old Lewis given thee a rap over thy fingers' ends?
Thy weapon was a good one when I wielded it, but the butt-end remains in my hands.

I am so busy in packing up my goods that I have no time to talk with thee any longer.