HUNTS WITH JOKROCKS 



with an almost intuitive knowledge of the run of a 

 fox, would take off his hat to him several times in 

 the course of a run. No Saturday seemed perfect 

 unless Mr. Jorrocks was there; and his great 

 chestnut horse, with his master's coat-laps flying 

 out beyond his tail, will long be remembered on 

 the outline of the Surrey hills. These are recollec- 

 tions that many will enjoy, nor will their interest 

 be diminished as time throws them back in the 

 distance. Many bold sportsmen, now laid on the 

 shelf, and many a bold one still going, will glow 

 with animation at the thoughts of the sport they 

 shared in with him. 



Of the start before daybreak the cries of the 

 cads the mirth of the lads the breakfasts at 

 Croydon the dear * Derby Arms,' the cheery 

 Charley Morton ; then the ride to the meet the 

 jovial greeting the glorious find, and the exhila- 

 rating scrambles up and down the Surrey hills. 

 Then if they killed ! O, joy ! unutterable joy ! 

 How they holloaed! How they hooped! How 

 they lugged out their half-crowns for Tom Hill, 



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