HUNTS WITH JOKROCKS 



Pigg. From the pastures they got upon Straggle- 

 ford Moor, pretty much the same sort of ground 

 as the fields, but the fox brushing as he went, 

 there was a still further improvement of scent. 

 Jorrocks then began to bet himself hats that he 'd 

 kill him, and went vowing what he would offer 

 to Diana if he did. There was scarcely any 

 promise too wild for him to make at this moment. 

 The fox, however, was not disposed to accommo- 

 date Jorrocks with much more plain sailing for 

 the purpose, and seeing, by the scarlet coats, that 

 he was not pursued by his old friends the Dotfield 

 harriers as at first he thought, and with whom he 

 had had many a game at romps, he presently sunk 

 the hill and made for the stiffly-fenced vale below. 

 ' Blow me tight ! ' exclaimed Jorrocks, shorten- 

 ing his hold of Arterxerxes, and putting his head 

 straight as he used to do down the Surrey hills, 

 'Blow me tight! but I wish he mayn't be 

 gettin' me into grief. This looks to me werry like 

 the Ingerleigh Wale, and if it is, it's a bit of as 

 nasty ridin' grund as ever mortal man got into 



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