Proved a good store of Biscuit, Ham, and Beef.
John, now refresh’d, still closer in did creep,
With Brandy quench’d his thirst, and fell asleep.
Teague hearing now his Master snore profound,
With great composure squatted on the ground;
Then with the Brandy filled the largest Cup—
‘Here’s to good luck!’ said he, then drank it up.
Again replenish’d, down again it goes,—
‘And that’s,’ said Teague, ‘in honour of my Nose.’
Another filled, Teague thought it mighty clever,