HUNTS WITH JORROCKS 



' If he does I '11 eat him ! ' rejoined Pomponius 

 Ego, with an air of importance. 



This prediction, coming from so high an 

 authority, combined with the state of the steam, 

 had the effect of stopping the majority of a 

 pretty well exhausted field, who all clustered 

 round Ego to relate their daring leaps, in hopes 

 of monthly immortality. *I leapt Dribbleford 

 Brook.' * I charged the ox-fence on the far side.' 

 *I never left the hounds.' 'I did this I did 

 that ! ' Ambitious men ! 



With fear and anxiety on their faces, Pigg 

 and his master bumped on, in hopes of hitting off 

 the scent. Mr. Jorrocks was in a desperate stew. 



'Oh, Pigg!' exclaimed he, as they got out of 

 hearing, ' I 'd give the world to finish wi' blood. 

 If you could but manish to kill him, 'ow grate- 

 fully obleged I should be to you and your heirs 

 for ever ! You shall drink brandy out of a pint- 

 pot for breakfast, dinner, and supper ! ' 



* Ye said a quart ! ' observed the man of the 

 north, eyeing his hounds. 



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