Men of the coast-guard, fall to upon your victuals." The lieutenant frowned horribly at his men, as much as to say, "Take no advantage, but show your best manners;" and they touched their forelocks with a pleasant grin, and began to feed rapidly; and verily their wives would have said that it was high time for them.

Feeding, as a duty, was the order of the day, and discipline had no rank left.

Good things appeared and disappeared, with the speedy doom of all excellence.

Mary, and Winnie the maid, flitted in and out like carrier-pigeons.
"Now when the situation comes to this," said the farmer at last, being heartily pleased with the style of their feeding and laughing, "his Majesty hath made an officer of me, though void of his own writing.
Mounted Fencibles, Filey Briggers, called in the foreign parts 'Brigadiers.' Not that I stand upon sermonry about it, except in the matter of his Majesty's health, as never is due without ardent spirits.
But my wife hath a right to her own way, and never yet I knowed her go away from it." "Not so, by any means," the mistress said, and said it so quietly that some believed her; "I never was so much for that.

Captain, you are a married man.