"Is that really true?"
The incident was told by Tempest, and when the guests had taken their seats Mrs. Madison made room on her right hand for Bob, the powder-monkey.
"The health of Commodore Decatur and the officers and crew of the United States," proposed the toastmaster, and our friend Bob, who thought the Lively Bee should have taken precedence, added in a loud voice:
"And don't forget the Lively Bee, privateer."
[CHAPTER XXVI.]
THE MARRIAGE AT THE WHITE HOUSE.
One can easily imagine the consternation in that brilliant assembly when Bob, the powder-monkey of the privateer, took upon himself the duties of toastmaster, and asked that distinguished gathering of banqueters to drink to the officers and crew of the Lively Bee.
The diplomatic corps looked aghast.