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AT a club, of which Jerrold was a member, a fierce Jacobite, and a
friend, as fierce, of the cause of William the Third, were arguing
noisily, and disturbing less excitable conversationalists. At length the
Jacobite, a brawny Scot, brought his fist down heavily upon the table,
and roared at his adversary:--
I tell you what it is, sir, I spit upon your King William!
The friend of the Prince of Orange was not to be out-mastered by mere
lungs. He rose, and roared back to the Jacobite:--
And I, sir, spit upon your James the Second!
Jerrold, who had been listening to the uproar in silence, hereupon rung
the bell, and shouted:--
Waiter, spittoons for two!
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