THE 'CAT AND CUSTAKD-POT' DAY 



Then having got through, he seized the horse by 

 the mane, and rose the opposing bank, deter- 

 mined to be in at the death if he could. ' Blow 

 me tight ! ' ejaculated he, ' do believe this hungry 

 highlander will grab him arter all ! ' And then 

 rising in his stirrups and setting up his great 

 shoulders, Jorrocks tore up the broken Mugger- 

 camp lane, sending the loose stones flying right 

 and left as he went. 



'If they can but pash him past Ravenswing- 

 scar,' observed Mr. Jorrocks, eyeing the leading 

 hounds approaching it, ' they '11 mop 'im to a 

 certainty, for there's nothin' to save 'im arter it. 

 Crikey! they're past! and its U.P. with old Pug! 

 "Well, if this doesn't bang Bannager I doesn't 

 know what does ! If we do but kill 'un, I '11 

 make sich a hofierin' to Bacchus as 'ill per- 

 fectly 'stonish 'im,' continued Mr. Jorrocks, 

 setting Arterxerxes agoing again. ' Gur-r-r along ! 

 you great 'airy 'eeled 'umbug ! ' groaned he, 

 cropping and rib-roasting the horse with his 

 whip. 



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