HUNTS WITH JOKROCKS 



children, and made an object of unmerited ridicule 

 by the fair but rather unfeeling portion of the 

 populace. 



'Lauk! here's an old chap been to Spilsby!' 

 shouted Betty Lucas, the mangle -woman, on 

 getting a view of the great mud-stained back. 



* Hoot ! he 's always tumblin' off, that ard chap,' 

 responded Mrs. Hardbake, the itinerant lollypop- 

 seller, who was now waddling along with her tray 

 before her. 



'Sich old fellers have ne business out a huntinT 

 observed Miss Rampling, the dressmaker, as she 

 stood staring bonnet-box on arm. 



Then a marble-playing group of boys suspended 

 operations to give Jorrocks three cheers; one, 

 more forward than the rest, exclaiming, as he eyed 

 Arterxerxes, ' A ! what a shabby tail ! A ! what a 

 shabby tail ! ' 



Next as he passed the Barley-mow beer-shop, 

 Mrs. Gallon, the landlady, who was nursing a 

 child at the door, exclaimed across the street, to 

 Blash, the barber's pretty but rather wordy wife 



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