Well, you've all heard the toast.

Full glasses, now.

Here's TO you, Bos'n! Drink hearty, all hands, and give the ship a good name." If the heartiness with which they drank is a criterion, the good name of the ship was established.

Then the assembly adjourned to the sitting room and--yes, even the front parlor.

Not since the days when that sacred apartment had been desecrated by the irreverent city boarders, during the Howes regime, had its walls echoed to such whoops and shouts of laughter.