and more tractable qualifications, I must say, that I acted from zeal,
from zeal--zeal, gentlemen, what's an Orangeman without zeal? I'll tell
you what he is--an Orangeman without zeal is a shadow without a light,
a smoke without a fire,' or a Papist without treason. That's what he's
like, and now, having answered him, I think I may sit down.'

"Phil, however, whose first night of office it happened to be, as
Chairman of the Lodge, had still sense enough about him to go on with
the toasts in their proper order. He accordingly commenced with the
King, Protestant Ascendancy, the Gates of Bandon, with several other
toasts peculiar to the time and place. At length he rose and said:--

"'Gentlemen, are you charged--fill high, gentlemen, for, though it's a
low toast, we'll gloriously rise and drink it--are you all charged?'

"'All charged, hurra, captain!'

"'Here, gentlemen, another of our charter toast--The pope in the
pillory, the pillory in hell, and the devils pelting him with priests!
Gentlemen, I cannot let that--that beautiful toast pass without--out
adding a few words to it. Gentlemen it presents a glorious sight, a
glorious, pious, and immortal memory of the great and good--ha, beg
pardon, gentlemen--a glorious, pious, and immortal sight--think of the
pillory, gentlemen, isn't that in itself a glorious and pious sight? And
think of the pope, gentlemen; isn't the pope also a glorious and pious
sight?'

"'With all truth and piety, and undher God, I deny that,' said Bob
Spaight.

"'And so do I,' said a second.

"'And I,' added a third.

"'What damned Popish doctrine is this?' said several others.

"'Brother Phil, be good enough to recollect yourself,' said Solomon,
'we feel, that as a Protestant and Orangeman, you are not doctrinally
correct now; be steady, or rather steadfast--fast in the faith.'

"Phil, however, looked oracles, his whole face and person were literally
being expanded, as it were, with the consciousness of some immediate
triumph.

"'Gentlemen,' he proceeded, 'have a little patience--I say the pope is a
glorious and pious sight--'

"'Undher God--'

"'Silence Bob.'

"'But I mean when he's in the pillory--ek; d--n my honor, I have you all
there! ha, ha, ha!'

"'Hurra, hurra, three cheers more for the captain!'

"'Gentlemen,' he proceeded, 'please to fill again--I give you now the
Castle Cumber press, the _True Blue and Equivocal_, with the healths of
Messrs. Yellowboy and Cantwell.'