_Fred_ (_a notorious funk_). "Bai Jove! Jack, I'm afraid I've lost my
nerve this season!"
_Jack._ "Have you? Doosid sorry for the poor beggar who finds it!"
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[Illustration: _Elderly Sportsman._ "I wonder they don't have that place
stopped. Why, I remember running a fox to ground there twenty years ago!
Don't you?"]
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[Illustration: THEORY AND PRACTICE; OR, WHY THE ENGAGEMENT WAS BROKEN
OFF
_Lady Di_ (_to Jack, whose vows of devotion have been interrupted by a
fox being hollered away_). "Oh, Jack, my hair's coming down! Do stop and
hold my horse. I won't be five minutes."]
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[Illustration: AWFUL RESULT OF THE WAR!
_A Dream of Mr. Punch's Sporting Correspondent_
["Mr. Arthur Wilson, Master of the Holderness Hunt, has received an
intimation from the War Office that, in consequence of the war with
the Transvaal, ten of his horses will be required."--_Daily
Paper._]
]
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[Illustration: "NO FOLLOWERS ALLOWED"]
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[Illustration: ROBBERY WITH VIOLENCE
_Lady_ (_who has just jumped on fallen Sportsman_). "I'm awfully sorry!
I hope we didn't hurt you?"
_Fallen Sportsman._ "Oh, I'm all right, thanks. But--er--do you mind
leaving me my hat?"]
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