Handley Cross; or, MrJorrock's hunt . ithout blood, Id—Id—Id—drink three pints of portafter dinner stead of two ! (loud cheers). Thats the way to showDiana your gratitude for favours past, and secure a continuance ofher custom in future (cheers). But that we will soon do, for ifyouve— ! Osses sound, and dogs ealthy, Earths well-stopped, and foxes plenty, no longer shall a master be wantin to lead you to glory (loud cheers).Ill not only show you how to do the trick in the field, but a scientificcourse o lectors shall train the young idea in the art at ome. Iveno doubt we shall all get on capita
Handley Cross; or, MrJorrock's hunt . ithout blood, Id—Id—Id—drink three pints of portafter dinner stead of two ! (loud cheers). Thats the way to showDiana your gratitude for favours past, and secure a continuance ofher custom in future (cheers). But that we will soon do, for ifyouve— ! Osses sound, and dogs ealthy, Earths well-stopped, and foxes plenty, no longer shall a master be wantin to lead you to glory (loud cheers).Ill not only show you how to do the trick in the field, but a scientificcourse o lectors shall train the young idea in the art at ome. Iveno doubt we shall all get on capitally—fox unters are famous fellows—tell me a mans a fox-hunter, and I loves him at once. Well soonget quainted, and then youll say that John Jorrocks is the man foryour money. At present Ive done—hoping werry soon to meet youall in the field—I now says adieu. Hereupon Mr. Jorrocks bowed, and kissing his hand, backed outof the balcony, leaving his auditory to talk him over at theiileisure. 90 HANDLEY CBOSS; CHAPTER APTAIN DOLEFUL ARRIVES TO DINNER. CAPTAIN DOLEFUL AGAIN.—A FAMILY DINNER. HEN Mr. Jor-rocks backedfrom the bal-cony into theMoon, afterdelivering theluminous ad-dress reportedin our lastchapter, Cap-tain Dolefullooked at hiswatch andfound itwanted butten minutesto the time hewas to appearat the board of her imperial majesty, Mrs. Barningtoii ; so ringing for Mr. Snub-bins, the landlord, he hastily consigned the party to his protection,and, quitting the room, ran through the town like a lamplighter, tore-arrange his toilette at his lodgings. Off went the old militia coat,the white moleskins and Hessians made way with pantomimic quick-ness for a black coat and trousers, which with a shrivelled whitewaistcoat, and a pair of broad-stringed pumps, completed the revisededition of the arbiter elegantiarum of Handley Cross Spa. The crowdedincidents of the hour left no time for reflection, and fortunate, perhaps,it was for the Captain, that he had no tim
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