Ci)e dTarmrr'iS Cup. 



wouldn't as likely pass the post first as any of their 

 galloping fal-de-lals !" 



"Run her, then, Master Jenkins," was the prompt 

 and tittering rejoinder to the above expression of 

 feeling from more than one quarter ; and, somewhat 

 nettled by their ridicule, the fine old Yeoman's 

 response came no less readily in the words, " I 

 will!" — words which he had uttered with but little 

 more solemnity regarding his better half, now some 

 five-and-twenty years ago, and which he had always 

 acted up to since. 



Host Bull soon noted down Mr. Jenkins' black 

 mare, "Otherdays," amongst the entries, and sundry 

 little jokes as to the name being appropriate, and 

 so forth, were pretty freely bandied about ; and then, 

 as the old cuckoo clock told its tale, the company 

 one by one dispersed as the evening wore away. 

 Respecting it, we need only further add that Mr. J.'s 

 good lady upbraided him pretty freely upon his late 

 return from market, and, we regret to say, called 

 him " an old fool," when she heard of his having 

 entered the mare ; nay, worse, when he added with 

 a slight hiccup that '' he would ride her hisself," the 

 good dame actually laughed outright, and with a 

 not ill-natured shove literally bundled the spare old 

 figure, who did duty for her lord and master, off 

 to bed. 



