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Title: Jacob Faithful
Year: 1895 (1890s)
Authors: Marryat, Frederick, 1792-1848
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Publisher: London, New York, Macmillan and co.
Contributing Library: University of California Libraries
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bed. ■Amice Jacobe,^ replied the Domine, the liquor hathmounted into thy brain, and thou wouldst rebuke thy masterand preceptor. Betake thee to thy couch, and sleep off theeffects of thy drink. Verily, Jacob, thou art ple7ius veterisBaccin; or, in plain English, thou art drunk. Canst thouconjugate, Jacob ? I fear not. Canst thou decline, Jacob ?I fear not. Canst thou scan, Jacob ? I fear not. Nay,Jacob, methinks that thou art unsteady in thy gait, and notover-clear in thy vision. Canst thou hear, Jacob 1 if so, I willgive thee an oration against inebriety, with which thou maystdown on thy pillow. Wilt thou have it in Latin or in Greek ? O d—n your Greek and Latin, cried old Tom: keepthat for to-morrow. Sing us a song, my old hearty ; or shallI sing you one ? Here goes. For while the grog goes round,All sense of dangers drownd,We despise it to a man ; We sing a little Sing a little, bawled the Domine. And laugh a little Laugh a little, chorused young Tom, And work a little 109 ^N^^
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Shaking hands for nearly five minutes. JACOB FAITHFUL Work a little, cried the Domine. And swear a little Swear 7iot a little, echoed Tom. * And fiddle a little Fiddle a Httle, hiccuped the Domine. • And foot it a little Foot it a little, repeated Tom. And swig tlie flowing can,And fiddle a little,And foot it a little,And swig the flowing can— roared old Tom, emptying his pannikin. And swig the flowing can followed the Domine, tossing off his. And swig the flowing can, cried young Tom, turning up his pannikin empty. Hurrah ! thats what I calls glorious. Lets have it overagain, and then well have another dose. Come, now, alltogether. Again was the song repeated; and when theycame to foot it a little, old Tom jumped on his stumps,seizing hold of the Domine, who immediately rose, and thethree danced round and round for a minute or two, singingthe song and chorus, till old Tom, who was ver) far gone,tripped against the coamings of the hatchway, pitching hishead into the Domines stomac

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