JORROCKS ON ^UNTING 



impetuously he runs ! 'Ow heagerly he took 

 the lead, and 'ow he strives to keep it. Yet 

 Wictor comes hup apace. He reaches 'im. 

 See wot an excellent race it is between them ! 

 It is doubtful which will reach the cover first. 

 'Ow equally they run ! 'Ow heagerly they 

 strain ! Now Wictor — Wictor ! — Ah, Brusher, 

 you are beaten ; Wictor first tops the 'edge. 

 See there ! See 'ow they all take in their 

 strokes ! The 'edge cracks with their weight, 

 so many jump at once.' 



'* Capital, indeed," exclaimed Mr. Jorrocks ; 

 " most excellent, I may say. All sheer 'unting 

 — no nasty jealous stipple chase ridin', hurry- 

 ing 'ounds a mile beyond the scent. No 

 ' go-alongs ! there are three couple of 'ounds 

 on the scent,' but real ' Fox et preteria 

 nihil,' as Hego would say. Blow me tight, 

 if such readin' doesn't parfectlie bust me," 

 added he, again retiring to the brandy amidst 

 the loud and long-continued applause of the 

 company. 



