How the white-robed “girleries" perk and crow, as Haunting the blue ribbon of many honors he marches down the chapel steps and out, while fond parents and a German band shower their plaudits of congratulation on this college man.

What is singular too, the spademen seem to work lazily; they will not work double-tides, even for offer of more wages, though their tide is but seven hours[.]

Unfortunately, nothing much happens in the rest of the episode either. It gets to the point where a montage is devoted to establishing Sam's monotony at Oldtown.

The right hon. Gentleman has much more claim to the adjective downy than I have, but he really cannot catch me with that one.