THE 'CAT AND CUSTARD-POT' DAY 



' Pigg ! ' the now excited pack had broke away, 

 and were streaming full cry across country to 

 where Pigg was perched. 



' Get away hooic ! Get away hooic f ' holloaed 

 our master, deluding himself with the idea that he 

 was giving them leave. ' Get away h-o-o-ick ! Get 

 away h-o-o-ick!' repeated he, cracking his pon- 

 derous whip. 



The hollooing still continued louder if pos- 

 sible than before. 



'Blow me tight!' observed Mr. Jorrocks to 

 himself, ' wot a pipe the feller 'as ! a'most as good 

 as Gabriel Junks's ! ' and returning his horn to his 

 saddle, he took a quick glance at the country 

 for a line to the point, instead of crashing after 

 Charley Stobbs, who seemed, by the undue ele- 

 vation of his horse's tail on the far side of a fence, 

 to be getting into grief already. 'There 'ill be a 

 way out by those stacks,' said Mr. Jorrocks to 

 himself, eyeing a military-looking line of burly 

 corn stacks drawn up on the high side of a field 

 to the left : so saying he caught Arterxerxes short 



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