Charlie Webb. 157 



to sport. He can ride about lo st. 4 lbs., is a perfect 



" pocket Hercules," and would shine across country if 



he could only remember that it is not always advisable 



to go full speed, and if he would sometimes exercise a 



little judgment in picking out an easy place. I once 



told a characteristic story of him in the columns of the 



Illustrated Sporting and Dramatic Nezus. He was out 



pigsticking with a friend one day, when the boar, a large 



one, being wounded and hard pressed, backed into a deep 



nnlla/i, or ravine, which was too narrow for the horses to 



be ridden through. From this point of vantage he defied 



his two pursuers. Charlie Webb having lost his spear 



in the viclce looked round for a weapon, and saw a 



native a couple of hundred yards off, cultivating his 



patch of ground with a kiidalce, or short hoe. Webb 



rode up to him, took the hoe, and galloped back. He 



then dismounted, climbed up the side of the nullah, 



and having taken the boar in flank, crept down until 



he was close to his foe, who could not get up the 



precipitous ascent, sprang astride on his back, and 



began to belabour him with the hoe. The old grey 



boar, surprised at this unexpected manoeuvre, dashed 



out of the nullah at full speed with Webb, and then,. 



making a mistake over some broken ground just in 



