Bob—'King James he pitched his tents between
Solomon—'There's naught but care on every hand,
Bob—'The lines for to retire,
Solomon—'In every hour that passes, O
Bob—'But King William threw his bomb balls in,
Solomon—'What signifies the life o' man,
Bob—'And set them all on fire.'
Solomon—'An' 'twerna for the lasses, O!'
“Many thanks, sweet Eliza—oh! that I could say my frail Eliza; but I shall be able to say so yet, I trust; I shall be able to say so.'
“'God forbid,' she replied. 'This is not for you, Mr. M'Slime—I certainly will give you no more this night. But Bob here is a favorite of mine. Bob, you will see Mr. M'Slime home?'
“'In all piety and truth, I shall see that burning and shining light home,' returned Bob; 'in the meantime I will thank you for the loan of a lanthorn; the night is one of most unchristian darkness.'
“Solomon had now reclined his head upon the table as if for sleep, which he very probably would have indulged in, despite of all opposition; but just at this moment his horse, car, and servant most opportunely arrived, and with the aid of Bob, succeeded in getting him away, much against his own inclination; for it would appear by his language that he had no intention whatsoever of departing, if left to himself.
“'I shall not go,' said he; 'it is permitted to me to sojourn here this night. Where is Eliza? Oh! Eliza, my darling—these precious little frailties.'
“'Bring the little hypocrite home out of this,' said she, with a good deal of indignation; for, in truth, the worthy saint uttered the last words in so significant a voice, with such a confidential crow, as might have thrown out intimations not quite favorable to her sense of propriety on the occasion. He was literally forced out, therefore; but not until he had made several efforts to grasp Eliza's hand, and to get his arm around her.
“'She's a sweet creature—a delightful dove; but too innocent. Oh! Eliza, these precious little frailties!—these precious little frailties!'
“'It's a shame,' said Eliza, 'and a scandal to see any man making such pretensions to religion, in such a state.'
“'In all piety and truth,' said Bob, 'I say he's a burning and a shining light!'