Handley Cross; or, MrJorrock's hunt . dnt ha got him to put in * now old yourjaws, and old ard! and let em settle quietly to the scent. Believeme, my beloved earers, the words go along, there are three couple ofounds on the scent, have lost many a run and saved the life of manya warmint. Ow I likes to see the ounds come quietly out, settlin*and collectin together, gradually mending their pace as they go, tillthey brew up a reglar bust. Thats the way to make the foxes cry* Capevi! added he. (Laughter and applause.) Here let me hobserve, continued Mr. Jorrocks, that its agrand thing for ingenuou
Handley Cross; or, MrJorrock's hunt . dnt ha got him to put in * now old yourjaws, and old ard! and let em settle quietly to the scent. Believeme, my beloved earers, the words go along, there are three couple ofounds on the scent, have lost many a run and saved the life of manya warmint. Ow I likes to see the ounds come quietly out, settlin*and collectin together, gradually mending their pace as they go, tillthey brew up a reglar bust. Thats the way to make the foxes cry* Capevi! added he. (Laughter and applause.) Here let me hobserve, continued Mr. Jorrocks, that its agrand thing for ingenuous youth to get a view of the warmint atstartin! by so doing he gets a sort of wested interest in the fox, andrides arter him as he would arter a thief with his watch. Theres aknack in doin this, and some men are cleverer at it than others, buthalf the battle consists in not being flurried—* Yonder he goes !yonder he goes! Talli-ho 1 talli-ho! exclaim a dozen people,pointin different ways—and hearin that a fox is a quick travellin. OR, MR. JORROCKSS HUNT. 2tt boast, ingenuous youth begins to look some half-a-mile a-head ;whereas, if the people were to cry Here he is ! here he is ! pointindownwards, Spooney would take a nearer range, and Be* that e foxtravels more like a cat nor a crow. Folks overlook the fox, iesi as onboverlooks a mustard-pot under ones nosfc. Well, then, my beloved earers, glorious talli-ho ! talli-ho I—whosevery echo kivers me all over with the creeps—is holloaed and repeated,and responded and re-echoed, and th ounds are settlin to the soon as ever you ear the cry, make up your minds either to go onor go ome. But I wont spose that any man will stop stirrin tillthe puddins done ; at all ewents, not till he sees a fence, so thrustyour eads well into your ats, tighten your reins, arden your earts,and with elbows and legs, elbows and legs, get forrard to the Jorrocks suiting the action to the word, straddling and workingan imaginary hor
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