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ladyship. On her bookshelves you will find nearly every 

 v^ork connected with sporting that has ever been pub- 

 lished — Jack Mytton ; Soapy Sponge; Ask Mamma. 

 There they are every one of them." 



Said little Lord Numskull to her one day (he had just 

 been plucked, poor young man) : — '' If those old slow- 

 coaches had only examined me, you know, about Jorrocks's 

 Hunt, or BeWs Life, or something cheerful, instead of all 

 that antediluvian rubbish, that, 'pon my soul, no one can 

 remember, I should have passed all right, Vm sure I 

 should." 



*' Oh, you are, are you ? " replied her ladyship. 

 "Suppose, now, I examine you a little. Let us. Lord 

 Numskull, take, by way of commencement, Mr. Jorrocks's 

 Hunt. Now then. Attention ! 



''Question i : What happened to Mr. Jorrocks on the 

 Cat and Custard-pot day ? 



"Ah ! you know that. Yes ; quite right ; go up to the 

 top of the class. 



" Question 2 : Describe as accurately as possible Mr. 

 Jorrocks's great run from Pinch me near Forest." And 

 on went her ladyship with her questions, until her hus- 

 band stopped her, saying : " Shut up. Tommy, you bully 

 you ; Numskull has had enough of examiners lately, 

 without you, I know." 



We left Johnnie Clinker and his wife, just having 

 cleared in gallant style the post and rails belonging to 

 the Smashem aud Crumple-em-up Railway. So we 

 must forrad on, and catch them up. The hounds have 

 met, and are already off to draw Tinkler's Gorse. Tink- 

 ler's Gorse lies on a hill — it's a sure find. So, on our 

 pony we can see a good deal of the fun in a quiet sort of 



