"Oh, John Bull, John Bull, when you are full rigged, with
your white cravat and white waistcoat like Young England,
and have got your go-to-meetin' clothes on, if you ain't
a sneezer, it's a pity, that's all. No, I ain't a vain
man, I despise it, as I do a nigger; but, Squire, what
a glorious field the subject to-night is for a man that
knows what's what, and was up to snuff, ain't it? Airth
and seas! if I was there, I could speak on either side;
for like Waterloo it's a fair field; it's good ground
for both parties. Heavens what a speech I could make!
I'd electrify 'em and kill 'em dead like lightnin', and
then galvanise 'em and fetch' em to life agin, and then
give them exhiliratin' gass and set 'em a larfin', till
they fairly wet themselves agin with cryin'. Wouldn't it
be fun, that's all? I could sting Peel so if I liked,
he'd think a galley nipper had bit him, and he'd spring
right off the floor on to the table at one jump, gout or
no gout, ravin' mad with pain and say, 'I'm bit thro'
the boot by Gosh;' or if I was to take his side, for I
care so little about the British, all sides is alike to
me, I'd make them Irish members dance like ravin',
distractin' bed bugs. I'd make 'em howl, first wicked
and then dismal, I know.

"But they can't do it, to save their souls alive; some
has it in 'em and can't get it out, physic 'em as you
would, first with vanity, and then with office; others
have got a way out, but have nothin' to drive thro' the
gate; some is so timid, they can't go ahead; and others