But beneath the surface--"Good God, sir! if any one is to go ashore, why shouldn't it be _they_--the foreigners?" For the full bearing of this speech let us recount certain doings in this first half of the night. The Hayle twins, coming aboard at "Post Forty-Six," had begun, by the time the boat backed away, to offer exchanges of courtesy with such men on the boiler deck as seemed best worth while, and this they kept up with an address which, despite their obvious juleps, unfailingly won them attention. Even a Methodist bishop, who "knew their father and had known his father, both stanch Methodists," was unstintedly cordial. No less so was a senator. "Know Gideon Hayle?" He had "known him before they had! Hoped to know him yet when his sons should be commodores." Was on the _Chevalier_ when the _Chevalier_ outran the _Quakeress_. One twin heard the tale while the other brought the bishop. "Senator, you already know Bishop So-and-So?" "Senator, we'd like you to know Judge So-and-So, sir." Judge, senator, and bishop were pleased. The senator reminded the judge that they had met years before for a touch-and-go moment as one was leaving and the other boarding the _Autocrat_--or was it the _Admiral_--a Hayle boat at any rate--how time does fly! The brothers took but a light part in the chat and were much too wise to betray any degree of social zeal. Each new introduction was as casual as the one before it. Sometimes they were themselves introduced but only those here named stayed in the set. Chairs were found for four, and Julian, stepping aside for a fifth chair, came upon another worthy, as well juleped as himself and carrying his deck load quite as evenly. "Bishop So-and-So, this is our father's boyhood friend, General So-and-So. Judge So-and-So--Senator So-and-So--you both know the general?" The general accepted Lucian's chair, and presently Lucian, with two more chairs, brought one more personage, tall and solemn. "Senator, have you never met Squire So-and-So?" The senator had long wished to do so, the judge was well acquainted, the general shook hands grandly, and the bishop blithely said the squire had the largest plantation on the Yazoo River. The squire was too thirsty to smile but said he hoped the bishop would not feel above joining the others as his guest at the bar. The bishop declined, but kept the seats of all till their return. They came back talking politics, having found themselves of one democratic mind, southwestern variety, and able to discuss with quiet dignity their minor differences of view on a number of then burning questions now long burned out with the men who kindled them: Webster, Fillmore, Scott, Seward, Clay, Cass, Douglas, Garrison, Davis, and others.