Yoicks! : heads and tales, tips and turns over (with a spill or two thrown in) . A TOWN-BRED man,?^^ who has travelled butlittle in out-of-the-wayparts of England, goingnowadays for the first timeto Wumpsy, would scarcelybelieve his eyes: it is soquaint and curious a place,and so far behind the times, yet it isbarely fifty miles distant from CharingCross. But there is a probability that someof these fine days Wumpsy may lose people have come downwithin the last year or two,bringing new ways withthem. True, they still carry thepost-bag in a cart sevenmiles across country. Imyself rode in that s
Yoicks! : heads and tales, tips and turns over (with a spill or two thrown in) . A TOWN-BRED man,?^^ who has travelled butlittle in out-of-the-wayparts of England, goingnowadays for the first timeto Wumpsy, would scarcelybelieve his eyes: it is soquaint and curious a place,and so far behind the times, yet it isbarely fifty miles distant from CharingCross. But there is a probability that someof these fine days Wumpsy may lose people have come downwithin the last year or two,bringing new ways withthem. True, they still carry thepost-bag in a cart sevenmiles across country. Imyself rode in that samecart less than eighteen months ago,and the postman who picked me upon the high road and gave me a lift,asked me whether the Crimean Warwas still going on 1 I thoujrht it a all its old characteristics. Some new ©pity to disturb this Rip-Van-Winklean 35 3—2 THE FIEST PILLAE-POST AT Ah,bout, IBut,, What ho ! dream, to which he mustby this time have got ac-customed, and I told himthat it was ; but if Napo-leon would only standfirm to his promises, wemight take Sebastopol ina year or so longer, andthen al; would be well. Heshook is head, and said,s been a longishintit? s I said, a changewill come, and perhapssooner than any of us thinkfor. It is quite three yearsago that Scrubson, one ofthe new men, put up oneof those new-fangledpillar- posts in front of hisgarden gates, to the astonishment of most people, particularly the postman, whoaccepted the innovation cautiously, offering no opinion. At Bigglow Bottom, a little beyond Chuckstead, the farmers hunt had beencarried on for the last thirty or forty years with but small changes worth speak-ing of. There were not many hounds. No one had strictly speaking charge ofthe pack, which were unkennelled and kept here and there in ones and twos bytheir respective owners, the farmers, behind whom they came trotting and wag-g
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