"'Her easy mien, her shape, so neat, She foots, she trips, she looks so sweet, Her every motion so complete,-- There's none like Nancy Dawson. "'See how she comes to give surprise, With joy and pleasure in her eyes; To give delight she always tries,-- There's none like Nancy Dawson.'" "That's a good song," said Robert. Mr. Bushwick put the quid once more in his mouth, and went on with the story. "On that night a great crowd gathered around the tree; the boys who go to Master Lovell's school came with an old knocked-kneed horse and a rickety wagon with a platform in it. They fixed the effigies on the platform with cords and pulleys, so that the arms and legs would be lifted when the boys under it pulled the strings. We lighted our torches and formed in procession. The fifers played the Rogue's March, and the bellman went ahead singing a song. "'Don't you remember The fifth of November-- The gunpowder treason plot? I see no reason Why gunpowder treason Should ever be forgot. "'From the city of Rome The Pope has come Amid ten thousand fears, With fiery serpents to be seen At eyes, nose, mouth, and ears. "'Don't you hear my little bell Go chinking, chinking, chink? Please give me a little money To buy my Pope a drink.' "The streets were filled with people, who tossed pennies into the bellman's hat. Everybody laughed to see the Pope lifting his hands and working his under jaw as if preaching, Byng rolling his goggle eyes, Nancy kicking with both legs, and the Devil wriggling his tail. We marched awhile, then put the Pope and the devil into the stocks, Nancy in the pillory, tied Byng to the whipping-post and gave him a flogging, then kindled a bonfire in King Street, pitched the effigies into it, and went into the Tun and Bacchus, Bunch of Grapes, and Admiral Vernon, and drank flip, egg-nogg, punch, and black strap."[5] [Footnote 5: Black strap was composed of rum and molasses, and was often drunk by those who could not afford more expensive beverages.] Mr. Bushwick chuckled merrily, and took a fresh quid of tobacco. Robert also laughed at the vivacious description. "But I don't quite see why it should be called the Liberty Tree," Robert said.