112 bachelor's hall. 



nocturnal escapade, one would liave thouglit, suffi- 

 ciently^ to satisfy the most exacting. But the 

 Squire and his guests, just ripe for fun, insisted 

 that he should dress and come down into the dining- 

 room to finish the night. The further penalty, too, 

 was inflicted of making him join in the chorus of the 

 old song, sung with boundless approbation by one'of 

 the company, beginning — 



" A parson once had a remarkable foible 

 Of loving good liquor far more tban his Bible ; 

 His neighbours all said he was much less perplext 

 In handling a tankard than in handling a text. 



Derry down, down, down/derry down." 



The gist of which lies in the parson's reply to his 

 wife, who, when the pigs set his ale running, and he 

 stormed and swore, reminded him of his laudation 

 of the patience of Job, whereupon he denies the 

 application, with the remark — 



" Job never had such a cask in his life." 

 " The hunting in the Cheviot," 



now called " Chevy Chase," succeeded, and the 

 night closed with Dibdin singing his last new song, 

 to music of his own composing, with a jolly, rollick- 

 ing chorus by the whole company. 



