170 MODERN PIG-STICKING 



The Captain bold was Gibson, he 



Called Pat, and Mrs. G. 

 And Hoskyns and young Jones they made 



An eager company. 



At Tooljapur young Coventry 



Appeared upon the scene, 

 And walked us off to dinner all, 



A merry crowd I ween. 



Next morning Pratt arrived agog 



To slay, and heartily 

 We welcomed him a brother bold 



For any devilry. 



And now wake up my Pegasus, 

 Come put your best leg forth, 



Record in your most fluent verse, 

 And go for all your worth. 



The best day in the annals of 

 Our famous hunt must now 



Be handed down by you to all, 

 " A sorry steed I trow." 



With spavins, ringbone, splints and strains 



And windgalls not a few ; 

 You know you simply have to go, 



You miserable screw. 



Before we started from the camp 



A panting beater came, 

 Reporting that a mighty boar 



Was lying near ; one game 



To kill his man ; so mounting quick 



We rode to lay him low. 

 Roused from his lair in rage he rushed 



Upon his nearest foe. 



Mahomed Ali just in time 



To save his pony speared 

 The head ; then all with wild hooroosh 



Joined in the fray and cheered. 



