He emptied bumperafterbumper and clinked glasses at least a dozen times with Frau Vorkel, who was immensely tickled with the unwonted honour.
Through all our land we could not boast A knight more gay, more prompt than he, To rise and fill a bumper toast, And pass it round with THREE TIMES THREE.
The meanest guest that graced his board Was there the freest of the free, His bumper toast when Peter poured, And passed it round with THREE TIMES THREE.
They're clumsy," Johnny said, "and the bumper units in your suits will do just as well for this distance.
He fired the bumper again to steady himself, peering into the blackness beyond the light-line on the rock.
He fired the bumper again, and went spinning twice as fast.
He turned and leaped from the airlock, moving gracefully down toward the surface, using the bumper unit to guide himself with short bursts of compressed CO{2}, from the nozzle.
Frantically he grabbed for the bumper nozzle and pulled the trigger, trying to break his fall.
Catso, cried Friar John, I had rather take off a bumper of good cool wine.
It was impossible to repress Andy's wild delight; and in the excitement of the hour he tossed off bumper after bumper to all sorts of love-making toasts, till he was quite overcome by his potations, and fit for no place but bed.
Mr. Muff brought the bumper to a level with his lips, and, as if half ashamed of what he was doing, put both halves out of sight!
Thus ends my story, gentlemen; and if you have found it tedious, visit the offence on the Laureat of Little Britain, by enjoining him the penance of a bumper of salt and water.
A bumper of bitters, to be swallowed with a rising gorge, and a wry face!
And pouring the contents of a small powder-flask into a bumper of brandy, he tendered him the mixture.
I generally do," replied Blueskin, pouring out a bumperof sack.
Now, Kuo was pretty good in that line, and being very thirsty withal from his long walk, tossed off bumper after bumper, to the great delight of his hosts, who were unanimous in voting him a jolly good fellow.
He then drained a bumper himself, and said, "I propose a game of forfeits.
A rum cove, that, upon my little word," said the Reverend Ebenezer Shycock, filling out another bumper of his beloved cordial.
He tossed off a bumper of wine and added, "Or a solatium, Master Wheatman, a solatium.
Finally, when the sergeant was ordered to keep me at his peril till such time as I could be lodged in Carlisle jail, Brocton greedily tossed off a bumper of wine and laughed aloud at some vulgar sally from a lady in a green paduasoy.
Upon this Ballantyne would announce the name of the coming novel, a bumper would be drained to its success, and that was all.
I'll make it up to you, my boy; in the meantime, join us in a bumper of port.
As he spoke, he poured out a bumper of brandy, and kneeling, presented it to his mistress.
His sovereign and he had pledged a bumper to the heiress of Wellenshausen's altered prospects.
He lifted a bumper to his lips as he spoke, and drank the toast with enthusiasm.
He finished a bumper of wine as he made this satisfactory explanation, and looked round at the company with the air of a conqueror.
Just before it came to Roberts, Russel poured two bottles of claret into the punch, and his prisoner disliking this mixture, begged to pledge the health in a bumper of claret.
She drank again, swallowing bumper after bumperand each time flinging her glass behind her.
She remembered the Chateau d'Ornequin and Prince Conrad's villa and the evening when she had been compelled to toss down a bumper of champagne and the bargain enforced upon her and all the shame and torture to which she had been put.
Macdonald, as he turned off a bumper of the high-beaded cordial.
Professor Bumper kept on with his search for the lost city of Pelone.
I'll go off with Professor Bumper the next time he starts on one of his weekly expeditions into the woods.
A few days later Tom was seen departing with Professor Bumper into the interior, presumably to help look for the lost city.
Then one day, shortly after Professor Bumper and Tom had disappeared into the forest, a ragged and unkempt white man applied at the tunnel camp for work.
A week passed and Professor Bumper was no nearer finding the lost city than he had been at first.
The locomotive was run at an extraordinary rate of speed; but Captain Fuller felt it to be his duty to ride on the bumper of the tender, a precarious position even when there is no danger of obstructions.
Wine flowed, bumper after bumper was drank, pledge succeeded to pledge, and it was long past midnight before the carouse was over.
