There's vinni/ a .slip 'twi^rf the cup and the lip. 



And mall// a f(dl in the field : 

 Bui there's man// a (/allop that follows a trip. 



And man// a xcound that's healed. 



XXIII 

 A DAY WITH THE MEATH HOUNDS 



TIPPEBARY — DIFFICULTIES OX THE ^YAY — AN EXCITING DRI^-E — 

 THE MEET — IN AN IRISH BOG — A COUPLE OF LOST SOULS. 



TT'S fixed and as slick as a lick of paint," said Captain 

 *■ Daly, "you are to ride to Tipperary. So be into your 

 hunting clothes when the cock crows at six; give your mind to 

 ease, for I'll be there to fetch you." 



The writer remonstrated, for Tipperary was the Cai)taiirs 

 favourite mare. Stories of her wonderful jumping, staying 

 qualities, and speed had reached him a month before, in 

 England, where a friend had said, "If the Captain gives you 

 a mount on Tipperary, you will surely have the daj' of your 

 life." 



The writer remonstrated against taking such a horse, but 

 the Captain dismissed it with, "Come now, don't disappoint 

 me. I'm to ride Colonel So and So's horse. The Colonel is 

 laid up, but wants his horse to go out, so he'll not be so far 

 above himself when he wants him again." 



The next morning the Captain drove u]) in an Irish "Jaunt- 

 ing car" and we went "nipping along" to the station, right 

 smart. A game or two of nap on the train made the time pass 

 quickly. 



