THE POMPONIUS EGO DAY 



Ah, age ! age ! Now Vanquisher turns him, and 

 races with Dexterous for the seize! Who-hoop! 

 Fox and hounds roll over together ! 



Now Pigg crushes through the Bullfinch at 

 the far end, followed by Mr. Jorrocks, who 

 doesn't even ask ' What there 's on t' other side ? ' 

 Master and man race for the brush, but Pigg 

 throws himself from his horse, and has the fox 

 high in air just as the field come up in the 

 opposite direction. What delight is in every 

 countenance ! There is Pigg holding the fox 

 above his head, grinning and gaping, with his cap 

 on one side, his white neckcloth ends flying out, 

 and a coat-lap torn to ribands. Mr. Jorrocks 

 gets off his horse, and throwing his hat in air, 

 catches it again, and then kicks the crown out, 

 while his heaving horse stretches and shakes 

 himself after his unwonted exertion. Lather ! 

 lather ! lots of lather ! Even dribbling Ben 

 catches the infection, and whoops and holloas 

 at the top of his voice. 



Up comes Ego, and Mr. Jorrocks, with brush 



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