"I humbly move," cries Lawyer Glum,
"That all our glasses charg'd may be—
I can't sit any longer dumb—
'The Chairman's health with three times three.'
"We know him for a jovial boy—
Long may he flourish at our mess,
And still continue to enjoy
Prosperity—Health—Happiness."
"Hurra!" cries Ellwide, "here's his health:
We'll give the bowl of punch no quarter—