HUNTS WITH JORROCKS 



' Dog's wife ! ' roared Pigg ; ' Ne sike thing. 

 It 's a gun, man ! Just pop a few shot corns 

 into fox's hint-legs, and h'unds 'ill soon catch 

 him.' 



' My vig ! ' exclaimed Mr. Jorrocks, with an 

 air of sudden enlightenment, ' I Ve often seen 

 chaps in welweteen with guns at cover sides, but 

 never knew what they were there for. Ah, but,' 

 added he, with a shake of his head, 'Hego will 

 be up to the black-bitch rig No, no, that won't 

 do no use trying to 'oax him it must be 

 summut genuine. Oh, Pigg, if you could but 

 manage to give him a real tickler, so that he 

 might have summut good to put in his book, 

 the gratitude of John Jorrocks should rest with 

 you for ever and ever you should drink brandy 

 out of a quart pot for breakfast, dinner, and 

 supper.' 



* You dinna say se ! ' exclaimed Pigg with 

 delight. 'Let's see dang'd if ar ken yes, ar 

 de tee run a drag and sheck a bag fox at far 

 end loike.' 



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