ant--who will support the church and Constitution
for ever--who will uphold Pruddestant Ascendancy to the Day of
Judgment--keep down Popery and treason--and support civil and religious
liberty over the world to all eternity.'

"'Cheers--hurra--hurra--success brother Yellowboy.'

"'And now, gentlemen, before I sit down there is but one observation
more that I wish to make. If it was only idontified with myself I would
never notice it--but it's not only idontified with me but with you,
gentlemen--for I am sorry to say there is a snake in the grass--a base,
dangerous, Equivocal, crawling reptile among us--who, wherever truth and
loyalty is concerned, never has a leg to stand upon, or can put a pen
to paper but with a deceitful calumniating attention. He who can divulge
the secrets of our Lodge'--(Here there was another furious look sent
across which received a polite bow and smile as before)--'who can
divulge, gentlemen, the secrets of our Lodge, and allude to those who
have been there--I refer, gentlemen, to a paragraph that appeared in the
Equivocal some time ago--in which a hint was thrown out that I was found
by the editor of that paper lying-drunk in the channel of Castle Cumber
Main-street, opposite his office--that he brought me in, recovered
me, and then helped me home. Now, gentlemen, I'll just mention one
circumstance that will disprove the whole base and calumnious charge--it
is this--on rising next morning I found that I had eight and three
halfpence safe in my pocket--and yet that reptile says that he carried
me into his house!!! Having thus, gentlemen, triumphantly refuted that
charge, I have the pleasure of drinking your healths--the healths of all
honest men, and confusion to those who betray the secrets of an Orange
Lodge!'

"As each paper had its party in the Lodge, it is not to be supposed that
this attack upon the Editor of the Equivocal was at all received with
unanimous approbation. Far from it. Several hisses were given, which
again were met by cheers, and these by counter cheers. 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