THE WHIPPEH-IN 



that is to say, people wh" 'li'i \T<i: ?^^t hVm,] i^mi ,,■.,• >..^,-, .,,, 

 always getting a drop. 



"Bless me!" exclaimed old Peter Pigskin, as we were 

 jogging to cover together the other morning, " Bless me ! 

 there's Mr. Lapitup drinking a glass of grog at yon public- 

 house door, //'''c drank Jiff''-'" hundr^,? ,,.vr,if ,Tiid ///c ,{ry 

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Gentlemen are not altogether exempt from the charge of 

 encouraging drinking. When hounds meet at their houses, 

 they are very apt to send the butler, or Jeames Plush, out 

 with the brandy-bottle, or somethmg equally potent, and then 

 there's pretty crashing and flashing, leaping of gates, and 

 larking at rails. It is a bad principle, and a custom that had 

 better be commuted into a goose, or a whole bottle of some- 

 thing at Christmas ; after a long ride, or on a cold raw 

 morning, a glass mn" '•■ '' ■ ■ ^■■'1. It is against the '^^"-^ 

 and not the n'?'. ' ' ntend. 



We do T) ty to servants ; far fr 



then V. 

 good run, 



round— not .,. at 



water sairil .i of a 



wet shir r would a glass of 



somethi ^.oid wet trashing day be 



objected I n mended, ^but it is indiscriminate 



cold-blood' ' ..ould be avoided. It is a dangerous, 



a ruinoi lass this year leads to two ne.xt, and so 



they gi ■ s the result. Servants may take our word 



for it, tl . station or calling in life will drinking answer. 



A drunken ii.<ai is not a man, he is only half a man, sometimes 

 not so much. Hound servants, as we said before, are exposed 

 to great temptations. They have frequently to lie from home .a 

 at night, at inns and public-houses, and we all know the o 

 customs of landlords, and the treating habits of tap-rooms, u 





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