. The choice works of Thomas Hood, in prose and verse. shorter ! The chase hnd gaind a mileA-head, and still the she-mare stood a-drinking t Now, all the whileHer body didnt take, of course, to I, shes letting out her reefs, Im thinking ; And so she swelld, and swelld. And yet the tackle held,*Till both my legs began to bend like eyes ! but she took in enough to founder 1And theres mv timbers straining every bit, Ready to split,And her tarnation hull a-L;rowing rounder! 838 NOTHING BUT HEARTS! Well, there—off Hartford Ness,We lay both lashd and vvater-loggd to.^ether,
. The choice works of Thomas Hood, in prose and verse. shorter ! The chase hnd gaind a mileA-head, and still the she-mare stood a-drinking t Now, all the whileHer body didnt take, of course, to I, shes letting out her reefs, Im thinking ; And so she swelld, and swelld. And yet the tackle held,*Till both my legs began to bend like eyes ! but she took in enough to founder 1And theres mv timbers straining every bit, Ready to split,And her tarnation hull a-L;rowing rounder! 838 NOTHING BUT HEARTS! Well, there—off Hartford Ness,We lay both lashd and vvater-loggd to.^ether, And cant contrive a signal of I, we must ride out this here foul weather,Tho sick of riding out, and nothing less ;When, looking round, I sees a man a-starn : Hollo ! says I, come underneath her quarter tAnd hands him out my knife to cut the I gets off, and lands upon the road,And leaves the she-mare to her own consam, A-stanciing by the I get on another, Ill be blowd !And thats the way, you see, my legs got bowd (. she is all heart. NOTHING B UT HEARTS r IT must have been the lot of every whist-player to observe a phenomenon at the card-table as mysterious as any in nature,—Imean the constant recurrence of a certain trump throughout the night—a run upon a particular suit, that sets all the calculations of Hoyleand Cocker at defiance. The chance of lurning-up is equal to theFour Denominations. They should alternate with each other, on theaverage; whereas a Heart, perhaps, shall be the. last card of evcrvdeal. King or Queen, Ace or Deuce, still it is of the same clan, Youcut—and it comca av;aia. Nothing but Hearts I NO TIinWG BUT HE A f TSI 139 The figure on the other side might be fancied to embody this kind ofoccurrence ; and, in truth, it was designed to commemorate an even-ing dedicated to the same red suit. I had looked m by chance atthe Royal Institution: a Mr Professor Pattison, of New York, Ibelieve, was lecturing, and the subject
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