After some little conversation on ordinary topics, the gentlemen discussed the politics of the times, Washington saying little, but listening attentively to others.
"The door opened suddenly, and a son of my relative entered, in a noisy bustling manner.

Passing the gentlemen with a nod, he turned his back to the fire, putting his hands behind him.

'Father,' said he, scarcely waiting until the sentence that General Washington was uttering, was finished, 'what do you think?
Uncle Jack and I shot a duck in the head!' He deserved a reproof for his forwardness; but Washington joined the rest in a laugh, no doubt amused at the estimation in which the youth held himself and Uncle Jack.

The two together, killed a duck, and the boy was boasting of it in the presence of the greatest man the world ever produced.

The poor fellow left the room, and for a time his sporting talents were joked about more than he liked." After the ladies retired, Mr.Selden proposed the health of the amiable George Washington.
"Good heavens! sir," said Mr.Chapman, the veins in his temples swelling, and his whole frame glowing with vexation, "what is that you say?
Did ever any one hear of a soldier being amiable?
No, sir, I will give you a toast that was drank just before the death of the greatest and best of men.