them　a　compliment。'
  'By　supposing　they　would　put　me　in　the　stocks。　　Well；　I　call　it
  abusing　them；　to　suppose　they　would　do　any　such　thing　…　stocks；
  indeed！　…　there　are　no　stocks　in　all　the　land。　　Put　me　in　the
  stocks！　why；　the　President　will　come　down　to　the　quay；　and　ask　me
  to　dinner；　as　soon　as　he　hears　what　I　have　said　about　the　King　and
  Church。'
  'I　shouldn't　wonder；'　said　I；　'if　you　go　to　America　you　will　say　of
  the　President　and　country　what　now　you　say　of　the　King　and　Church；
  and　cry　out　for　somebody　to　send　you　back　to　England。'
  The　Radical　dashed　his　pipe　to　pieces　against　the　table。　　'I　tell
  you　what；　young　fellow；　you　are　a　spy　of　the　aristocracy；　sent　here
  to　kick　up　a　disturbance。'
  'Kicking　up　a　disturbance；'　said　I；　'is　rather　inconsistent　with
  the　office　of　spy。　　If　I　were　a　spy；　I　should　hold　my　head　down；
  and　say　nothing。'
  The　man　in　black　partially　raised　his　head；　and　gave　me　another
  peculiar　glance。
  'Well；　if　you　aren't　sent　to　spy；　you　are　sent　to　bully；　to　prevent
  people　speaking；　and　to　run　down　the　great　American　nation；　but　you
  shan't　bully　me。　　I　say；　down　with　the　aristocracy；　the　beggarly
  British　aristocracy。　　Come；　what　have　you　to　say　to　that？'
  'Nothing；'　said　I。
  'Nothing！'　repeated　the　Radical。
  'No；'　said　I；　'down　with　them　as　soon　as　you　can。'
  'As　soon　as　I　can！　　I　wish　I　could。　　But　I　can　down　with　a　bully　of
  theirs。　　Come；　will　you　fight　for　them？'
  'No；'　said　I。
  'You　won't？
  'No；'　said　I；　'though；　from　what　I　have　seen　of　them；　I　should　say
  they　are　tolerably　able　to　fight　for　themselves。'
  'You　won't　fight　for　them；'　said　the　Radical　triumphantly；　'I
  thought　so；　all　bullies；　especially　those　of　the　aristocracy；　are
  cowards。　　Here；　landlord；'　said　he；　raising　his　voice；　and　striking
  against　the　table　with　the　jug；　'some　more　ale　…　he　won't　fight　for
  his　friends。'
  'A　white　feather；'　said　his　companion。
  'He！　he！'　tittered　the　man　in　black。
  'Landlord；　landlord；'　shouted　the　Radical；　striking　the　table　with
  the　jug　louder　than　before。　　'Who　called？'　said　the　landlord；
  coming　in　at　last。　　'Fill　this　jug　again；'　said　the　other；　'and　be
  quick　about　it。'　　'Does　any　one　else　want　anything？'　said　the
  landlord。　　'Yes；'　said　the　man　in　black；　'you　may　bring　me　another
  glass　of　gin　and　water。'　　'Cold？'　said　the　landlord。　　'Yes；'　said
  the　man　in　black；　'with　a　lump　of　sugar　in　it。'
  'Gin　and　water　cold；　with　a　lump　of　sugar　in　it；'　said　I；　and
  struck　the　table　with　my　fist。
  'Take　some？'　said　the　landlord；　inquiringly。
  'No；'　said　I；　'only　something　came　into　my　head。'
  'He's　mad；'　said　the　man　in　black。
  'Not　he；'　said　the　Radical。　　'He's　only　shamming；　he　knows　his
  master　is　here；　and　therefore　has　recourse　to　these　manoeuvres；　but
  it　won't　do。　　Come；　landlord；　what　are　you　staring　at？　　Why　don't
  you　obey　your　orders？　　Keeping　your　customers　waiting　in　this
  manner　is　not　the　way　to　increase　your　business。'
  The　landlord　looked　at　the　Radical；　and　then　at　me。　　At　last；
  taking　the　jug　and　glass；　he　left　the　apartment；　and　presently
  returned　with　each　filled　with　its　respective　liquor。　　He　placed
  the　jug　with　beer　before　the　Radical；　and　the　glass　with　the　gin
  and　water　before　the　man　in　black；　and　then；　with　a　wink　to　me；　he
  sauntered　out。
  'Here　is　your　health；　sir；'　said　the　man　of　the　snuff…coloured
  coat；　addressing　himself　to　the　one　in　black；　'I　honour　you　for
  what　you　said　about　the　Church　of　England。　　Every　one　who　speaks
  against　the　Church　of　England　has　my　warm　heart。　　Down　with　it；　I
  say；　and　may　the　stones　of　it　be　used　for　mending　the　roads；　as　my
  friend　William　says　in　his　Register。'
  The　man　in　black；　with　a　courteous　nod　of　his　head；　drank　to　the
  man　in　the　snuff…coloured　coat。　　'With　respect　to　the　steeples；'
  said　he；　'I　am　not　altogether　of　your　opinion；　they　might　be　turned
  to　better　account　than　to　serve　to　mend　the　roads；　they　might　still
  be　used　as　places　of　worship；　but　not　for　the　worship　of　the　Church
  of　England。　　I　have　no　fault　to　find　with　the　steeples；　it　is　the
  Church　itself　which　I　am　compelled　to　arraign；　but　it　will　not
  stand　long；　the　respectable　part　of　its　ministers　are　already
  leaving　it。　　It　is　a　bad　Church；　a　persecuting　Church。'
  'Whom　does　it　persecute？'　said　I。
  The　man　in　black　glanced　at　me　slightly；　and　then　replied　slowly；
  'The　Catholics。'
  'And　do　those　whom　you　call　Catholics　never　persecute？'　said　I。
  'Never；'　said　the　man　in　black。
  'Did　you　ever　read　Foxe's　BOOK　OF　MARTYRS？'　said　I。
  'He！　he！'　tittered　the　man　in　black；　'there　is　not　a　word　of　truth
  in　Foxe's　BOOK　OF　MARTYRS。'
  'Ten　times　more　than　in　the　FLOS　SANCTORUM；'　said　I。
  The　man　in　black　looked　at　me；　but　made　no　answer。
  'And　what　say　you　to　the　Massacre　of　the　Albigenses　and　the
  Vaudois；　〃whose　bones　lie　scattered　on　the　cold　Alp；〃　or　the
  Revocation　of　the　Edict　of　Nantes？'
  The　man　in　black　made　no　answer。
  'Go　to；'　said　I；　'it　is　because　the　Church　of　England　is　not　a
  persecuting　church；　that　those　whom　you　call　the　respectable　part
  are　leaving　her；　it　is　because　they　can't　do　with　the　poor
  Dissenters　what　Simon　de　Montfort　did　with　the　Albigenses；　and　the
  cruel　Piedmontese　with　the　Vaudois；　that　they　turn　to　bloody　Rome；
  the　Pope　will　no　doubt　welcome　them；　for　the　Pope；　do　you　see；
  being　very　much　in　want；　will　welcome　…　'
  'Hollo！'　said　the　Radical；　interfering；　'what　are　you　saying　about
  the　Pope？　　I　say；　hurrah　for　the　Pope；　I　value　no　religion　three
  halfpence；　as　I　said　before；　but　if　I　were　to　adopt　any；　it　should
  be　the　Popish　as　it's　called；　because　I　conceives　the　Popish　to　be
  the　grand　enemy　of　the　Church　of　England；　of　the　beggarly
  aristocracy；　and　the　borough…monger　system；　so　I　won't　hear　the
  Pope　abused　while　I　am　by。　　Come；　don't　look　fierce。　　You　won't
  fight；　you　know；　I　have　proved　it；　but　I　will　give　you　another
  chance　…　I　will　fight　for　the　Pope；　will　you　fight　against　him？'
  'Oh　dear　me；　yes；'　said　I；　getting　up　and　stepping　forward。　　'I　am
  a　quiet　peaceable　young　man；　and；　being　so；　am　always　ready　to
  fight　against　the　Pope　…　the　enemy　of　all　peace　and　quiet；　to
  refuse　fighting　for　the　aristocracy　is　a　widely　different　thing
  from　refusing　to　fight　against　the　Pope；　so　come　on；　if　you　are
  disposed　to　fight　for　him。　　To　the　Pope　broken　bells；　to　Saint
  James　broken　shells。　　No　Popish　vile　oppression；　but　the　Protestant
  succession。　Confusion　to　the　Groyne；　hurrah　for　the　Boyne；　for　the
  army　at　Clonmel；　and　the　Protestant　young　gentlemen　who　live　there
  as　well。'
  'An　Orangeman；'　said　the　man　in　black。
  'Not　a　Platitude；'　said　I。
  The　man　in　black　gave　a　slight　start。
  'Amongst　that　family；'　said　I；　'no　doubt；　something　may　be　done；
  but　amongst　the　Methodist　preachers　I　should　conceive　that　the
  success　would　not　be　great。'
  The　man　in　black　sat　quite　still。
  'Especially　amongst　those　who　have　wives；'　I　added。
  The　man　in　black　stretched　his　hand　towards　his　gin　and　water。
  'However；'　said　I；　'we　shall　see　what　the　grand　movement　will　bring
  about；　and　the　results　of　the　lessons　in　elocution。'
  The　man　in　black　lifted　the　glass　up　to　his　mouth；　and；　in　doing
  so；　let　the　spoon　fall。
  'But　what　has　this　to　do　with　the　main　question？'　said　I；　'I　am
  waiting　here　to　fight　against　the　Pope。'
  'Come；　Hunter；'　said　the　companion　of　the　man　in　the　snuff　coloured
  coat；　'get　up；　and　fight　for　the　Pope。'
  'I　don't　care　for　the　young　fellow；'　said　the　man　in　the　snuff…
  coloured　coat。
  'I　know　you　don't；'　said　the　other；　'so　get　up；　and　serve　him　out。'
  'I　could　serve　out　three　like　him；'　said　the　man　in　the　snuff…
  coloured　coat。
  'So　much　the　better　for　you；'　said　the　other；　'the　present　work
  will　be　all　the　easier　for　you；　get　up；　and　serve　him　out　at　once。'
  The　man　in　the　snuff…coloured　coat　did　not　stir。
  'Who　shows　the　white　feather　now？'　said　the　simple…looking　man。
  'He！　he！　he！'　tittered　the　man　in　black。
  'Who　told　you　to　interfere？'　said　the　Radical；　turning　ferociously
  towards　the　simple…looking　man；　'say　another　word　and　I'll　…　'
  'And　you！'　said　he；　addressing　himself　to　the　man　in　black；　'a
  pretty　fellow　you　to　turn　against　me；　after　I　had　taken　your　part。
  I　tell　you　what；　you　may　fight　for　yourself。　　I'll　see　you　and　your
  Pope　in　the　pit　of　Eldon　before　I　fight　for　either　of　you；　so　make
  the　most　of　it。'
  'Then　you　won't　fight？'　said　I。
  'Not　for　the　Pope；'　said　the　Radical；　'I'll　see　the　Pope　…　'
  'Dear　me！'　said　I；　'not　fight　for　the　Pope；　whose　religion　you
  would　turn　to；　if　you　were　inclined　for　any。　　I　see　how　it　is；　you
  are　not　fond　of　fighting；　but　I'll　give　you　another　chance　…　you
  were　abusing　the　Church　of　England　just　now：　　I'll　fight　for