Handley Cross; or, MrJorrock's hunt . ted on a rugged oak staff. Humph! grunted Mr. Jorrocks,as he eyed him, observing aloudto himself, Vot a long-legged beggar it is, inwardly resolving hewouldnt do. Your sarvant, Sir, said the figure, shuffling the little hat intothe staff hand, while he raised the other to his forehead, and kickedout behind. Heard tell ye was in wants of a hontsman. Humph, grunted Mr. Jorrocks again, you dont look much likvone. Vere dye come from ? Gannynewcassel, replied Pigg. A, ars frae Harwich last,added he, but ars a native of Paradise, aside Cannynewcassel—yellken Can
Handley Cross; or, MrJorrock's hunt . ted on a rugged oak staff. Humph! grunted Mr. Jorrocks,as he eyed him, observing aloudto himself, Vot a long-legged beggar it is, inwardly resolving hewouldnt do. Your sarvant, Sir, said the figure, shuffling the little hat intothe staff hand, while he raised the other to his forehead, and kickedout behind. Heard tell ye was in wants of a hontsman. Humph, grunted Mr. Jorrocks again, you dont look much likvone. Vere dye come from ? Gannynewcassel, replied Pigg. A, ars frae Harwich last,added he, but ars a native of Paradise, aside Cannynewcassel—yellken Cannynewcassel nae doubt, observed he, running the wordstogether. OR, MR. JORROCKSS HUNT. 145> Oarnt say as uw I do, replied Mr. Jorrocks thoughtfully, stilleyeing the bird of Paradise. Is it any way near Dundee ? Dundee ! no—what should put that i1 your head ? snapped Pigo\ Wot should put that i my ead ! retorted Mr. Jorrrcks, boilingup. Vy, it must be near somewhere ! Near somewhere ! now exclaimed Pigg, indignant at the slight. candied newcassel. thus put on his famous city. Why, its a great town of itsel—yesurely ken Newcassel where arle the coals come frae ? You said Candied Newcassel, enunciated Mr. Jorrocks, slowlyand emphatically—you said Candied Newcassel, repeated he, fromwhich I natterally concluded it wras near Dundee, where they makethe candied confectionary. I get my marmeylad from there. Imnot such a hignorant hass, continued he, as not to know whereNewcastle is. Ive been i Scotland myself ! Durham at least. N 150 BAN DIE Y CROSS; They then took a good long stare at each other, each thinking theother a rum un. Jorrocks gave tongue first. Wot ounds have you been with ? *asked he. A, a vast, replied Pigg, yen way and another. 11 Yen way and another, muttered Mr. Jorrocks, etill eyeing himintently. Aye, ar ken all the hounds amaist. Tyndale, and Dorm, andHorworth, and arl. Ah, but those ill be Scotch dogs, observed Mr. Jorrocks, acountry I knows nothin whate
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