When Hamlet talked of turning the clay of Alexander into the bung of a beer-barrel, he spoke the simple truth.

"Tell this man that we shall see him through. Tell him that we've got a country where he'll just fit in like a bung in a barrel.

Put corks or bungs into the bottles, tie over them a piece of bladder, and store away in a dry place.

I used to say of Pulszky that he was like a barrel full to the bung with generous liquor, which flowed in a full stream, stick the spigot in where you would.