HUNTS WITH JORROCKS 



'mak's little odds ar think might as well hunt 

 o'er a pit-heap, as i' seek a country as this/ 

 looking at the baked fallows round about. 



'Well, never mind,' replied Mr. Jorrocks, 'this 

 is our last day, and high time it was ; but we 

 mustn't let it be blank, if we can 'elp it so let's 

 try Sywell Plantation the grass at all ewents 

 will carry a scent, and I should like to hear the 

 Jenny Linds again afore we shut up, if it was 

 only for five minutes.' 



Out went the horns Mr. Jorrocks determined 

 to have a blow, if he could have nothing else, 

 and the hounds came straggling out of cover, 

 some lying down at his horse's heels, others 

 staring listlessly about. 



'Never saw such a slack pack in my life,' 

 exclaimed Captain Shortflat, eyeing them as he 

 spoke : ' I wonder what Scrutator would say if 

 he saw them! Never saw such a listless lot of 

 animals glad I've not wasted my season by 

 hunting with them.' 



Captain Shortflat's opinion was caught by 



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