Handley Cross; or, MrJorrock's hunt . trout and the bloomer „ 456 mr. barege and the draft ,, 470 pigg in the melon frame „ 506 mr. jorrockss return to his family „ 560 HANDLEY CROSS; OR, MR. JORROCKSS HUNT. CHAPTER I. THE OLDEN TIMES. I respect hunting in whatever shape it appears ; it is a manly and a wholesome exercise,and seems by nature designed to he the amusement of the Briton.—Beckford. HEN Michael Hardeydied, great was thedifficulty in the Yaleof Sheepwash to devisehow the farmers huntwas to be carried , a venerablesportsman of the oldschool, had long beenat the head of affa
Handley Cross; or, MrJorrock's hunt . trout and the bloomer „ 456 mr. barege and the draft ,, 470 pigg in the melon frame „ 506 mr. jorrockss return to his family „ 560 HANDLEY CROSS; OR, MR. JORROCKSS HUNT. CHAPTER I. THE OLDEN TIMES. I respect hunting in whatever shape it appears ; it is a manly and a wholesome exercise,and seems by nature designed to he the amusement of the Briton.—Beckford. HEN Michael Hardeydied, great was thedifficulty in the Yaleof Sheepwash to devisehow the farmers huntwas to be carried , a venerablesportsman of the oldschool, had long beenat the head of affairs,and without paying allexpenses, had enjoyedan uninterrupted swayover the pack andcountry. The hounds at firstwere of that primitivesort, upon whichmodern sportsmen lookdown with in number, un-even in size, and ill-matched in speed,they were trencher-all the year round, and upon any particular morning thatfixed on for a hunt, each man might be seen wending his * Unkenneled, or kept at farm-houses and ;:-i-;;i> fed*was 2 HAND LEY CROSS; way to the meet followed by his dog, or bringing him along in ustring. There was Invincible Tom, and Invincible Jack, and Invincible Jowler. Day would hardly have dawned ere the long-poled sportsmenassembled with their hounds. Then they would trail up to would give the first intimation of her erratic wanderings oerthe dewy mead. Then it was, Well done Tipler ! Ah, what a doghe is ! Then Mountain would throw his tongue, and flinging apace or two in advance, would assume the lead. Well done,Mountain I Mountain for ever—would be the cry. Tapster nextwould give a long-drawn howl, as if in confirmation of his comradesdoings in front, and receive in turn the plaudits of his they would unravel the gordian knot of pusss wanderings. Meanwhile other foot-people try the turnips, cross the stubbles,and beat the hedges, in search of her— Yon tuft upon the rising groun
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