_First Sportsman._ "That crock of yours seems to be a bit of a
songster."
_Second Sportsman._ "Yes, he has always been like that since I lent him
to a well-known English tenor."
_First Sportsman_ (_drily_). "You should have taken him in exchange."
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[Illustration: A NICE BEGINNING.
The above is not a French bull-fight, but merely the unpleasant
adventure Mr. Jopling experienced on our opening day, when a skittish
Alderney crossed him at the first fence.]
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[Illustration: 'ARRY ON 'ORSEBACK
_'Arry_ (_in extremities_). "Well, gi' _me_ a _bike_!"]
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[Illustration: CONVENIENCE OF A LIGHT-WEIGHT GROOM
_Miss Ethel._ "Now, sit tight this time, Charles. How could you be so
stupid as to let him go?"]
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[Illustration: _Voice from the ditch._ "Don't jump here!"
_Irish Huntsman._ "And what would ye be after down there?
Wather-cresses?"]
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