I know, and you know, gentlemen, that our aim has ever been to be worthy of that eminent bird whose name we bear, and who now adorns our mantelpiece with his presence.

Three cheers, gentlemen, for the winged Head of the House!' The cheers rose, deafening.

When they had died away the Phoenix was asked to say a few words.
It expressed in graceful phrases the pleasure it felt in finding itself at last in its own temple.
'And,' it went on, 'You must not think me wanting in appreciation of your very hearty and cordial reception when I ask that an ode may be recited or a choric song sung.

It is what I have always been accustomed to.' The four children, dumb witnesses of this wonderful scene, glanced a little nervously across the foam of white faces above the sea of black coats.

It seemed to them that the Phoenix was really asking a little too much.
'Time presses,' said the Phoenix, 'and the original ode of invocation is long, as well as being Greek; and, besides, it's no use invoking me when here I am; but is there not a song in your own tongue for a great day such as this ?' Absently the manager began to sing, and one by one the rest joined-- 'Absolute security! No liability! All kinds of property insured against fire.
Terms most favourable, Expenses reasonable, Moderate rates for annual Insurance.' 'That one is NOT my favourite,' interrupted the Phoenix, 'and I think you've forgotten part of it.' The manager hastily began another-- 'O Golden Phoenix, fairest bird, The whole great world has often heard Of all the splendid things we do, Great Phoenix, just to honour you.' 'That's better,' said the bird.