HUNTS WITH JORKOCKS 



Our master then stumped out. 'Well, genT- 

 men,' exclaimed he, at the top of his voice off 

 the horse-block, 'I 'opes you're satisfied wi' your 

 day's sport ! you 've made my nasty Pigg as drunk 

 as David's sow, so now you may all go 'ome, for 

 I shalln't throw off; and as to you,' continued 

 our indignant master, addressing the now some- 

 what crestfallen Pigg, 'you go 'ome too, and take 

 off my garments, and take yourself off to your 

 native mountains, for I '11 see ye at Jericho ayont 

 Jordan afore you shall 'unt my 'ounds,' giving his 

 thigh a hearty slap as he spoke. 



'Wy, wy, sir,' replied Pigg, turning his quid; 

 'wy, wy, sir, ye ken best, only dinna ye try to 

 hont them thysel' that 's arle ! ' 



'There are as good fish i' the sea as ever 

 came out on 't I ' replied Mr. Jorrocks, brandishing 

 his big whip furiously ; adding, ' I '11 see ye leadin' 

 an old ooman's lap-dog 'bout in a string afore you 

 shall 'unt 'em.' 



' No ye won't ! ' responded Pigg. ' No ye won't ! 

 Arve ne carle te de nothin' o' the sort! Arve 



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