HUNTS WITH JOKROCKS 



unconsciously spurring his horse, who was still 

 fidgeting about, from the effects of the ginger. 



1 A good scenting one, at all events, I should 

 think,' resumed the youngster, looking rather 

 disconcerted. 



*A werry bad scentin' one, I should say,' re- 

 joined Mr. Jorrocks, ramming the spurs into his 

 horse, which the animal acknowledged by a 

 sudden and desperate kick, which fairly shot 

 our master over its head. 



Great was the consternation ! Ego, Fleeceall, 

 Gillyflower, Barnington, Dis arter six, Two upon 

 ten, and half-a-dozen more, all leaped off their 

 horses at once, while Gillyflower caught the hat 

 and wig, and was loud in his hopes that Jorrocks 

 wasn't hurt. 



'Hurt!' exclaimed Mr. Jorrocks, his eyes 

 sparkling with rage, as he scrambled up and 

 replaced his lost head-gear, 'hurt, Sir,' he re- 

 peated, looking as though he would eat him, 'no, 

 Sir not at all rather the contrary ! ' 



Our hero, however, having fallen both clean 



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