noon
The grand procession of boats now began by a slow but graceful movement of the first , in the bow of which was a dove with outspread wings , holding an olive branch in her mouth . The boats were followed by a great concourse of people through the streets , and on their return were met by many gentlemen with wine , etc. . This day , like the preceding , ended with a merry dance in the Town Hall . '' _ Wednesday 's _ rejoicings opened at noon with a dinner at the ` King of Prussia , ' attended by the survivors of the disbanded Troy Volunteer Artillery , attired in the uniforms of that ever-famous corps . The sight of the old regimentals evoked the tears of sensibility from more than one eye which had never flinched before the prospect of actual warfare . After the meal , at which many a veteran ` told his battles o'er again , ' a number of toasts were proposed by the Mayor , including ` The Allied Sovereigns , ' ` The Prince Regent , '' The Duke of Wellington ' -LRB- with three times three -RRB- , ` The Troy Gallants , ' ` The Memory of their first beloved Commander , Major Hymen ' -- this last being drunk in silence . The company then dispersed , to reassemble below the Town Quay , where the boats which had adorned Monday 's festivities were again launched , this time upon their native element , and proceeded , amid the clanging of joy-bells from the church tower , to cross the harbour , on the farther shores of which a large and enthusiastic crowd awaited them .