God save our Mrs. Bean,The company were invited to join in singing these lines, which were, of course, a take-off on ‘God save our gracious Queen.’ I can still see in my mind's eye dear old Madam Sedgwick, mother of the well-known jurist, Theodore of that name, lifting her quavering, high voice to aid in the singing. Mrs. Bean was rather taken aback by the unexpected homage rendered her. We all called
Best woman ever seen,
God save Mrs. Bean.
God bless her gown and cap,
Pour guineas in her lap,
Keep her from all mishap,
God save Mrs. Bean.
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unusually good dinner was served, and, according to the custom of the time, champagne was furnished gratis, in order that all who dined together might drink the Queen's health.
This favorite toast was accordingly proposed and responded to by a number of rather flat speeches.
The health of the captain of our steamer was also proposed, and some others which I cannot now recall.
This proceeding amused me so much that I busied myself the next day with preparing for a mock celebration in the ladies' cabin.
The meeting was well attended.
I opened with a song in honor of Mrs. Bean, our kind and efficient stewardess.
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