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[page number 40] Now there comes the gist of this ^[in pencil "tippling"]^ 'frolic' The Claret, Whisky, Sigars, Songs, etc had commenced to raise certain and somewhat confused ideas in the minds of No.1 Mess, [&] When to their astonishment- clean pannikins were put on the table - & as of by Magic, the dozens of fine Champagne graced the board. - In a few moments pop - pop- pop - went the corks, the glorious liquid was ^with [unclear]^ quaffed, No. 1 Mess to a [unclear] rose and cheered us for our "kindness & hospitality" We were lauded to the skies - and set down for regular 'up street' boon companions- 'Steward' cried the Captain who was at the head of No. 1 Mess - 'Come here'. The Captain whispered something into his ear 'Yes Sir' was his reply. in a few moments he returned with a woefully looking cast of countenance "Tis gone" he ejaculated 'Where' asked the Captain. "I guess [unclear] just drank your own Champagne" This