ANOTHER LAST DAY 



about with it over his head; 'if ever there was 

 a warmint properly dusted it's you,' looking the 

 fox full in the face ; ' you 've been a hugly 

 customer to me, dash my vig if you haven't'; 

 and thereupon Mr. Jorrocks resumed his capers 

 singing : 



' Unrivalled the 'ounds o'er which Jorrocks presides ! 

 Then drink to the fox-'ounds, 

 The 'igh-mettled fox-'ounds, 

 We '11 drink to the 'ounds o'er which Jorrocks presides/ 



'Sink ar's left mar Jack-a-legs ahint,' says 

 Pigg, wanting to cut off the fox's brush. 'Has 

 ony on ye getten a knife ? ' 



The cart-horsed countryman has one, and 

 Jorrocks holds the fox, while Pigg performs the 

 last rites of the chase. 



With whoops and holloas Jorrocks throws the 

 carcass high in air, which, falling among the 

 baying pack, is torn to pieces in a minute. 



Joy, delightful joy, is theirs, clouded by but 

 one reflection that that was the last day of the 

 season. 



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