Identifier: yoicksheadstales00brow (find matches)
Title: Yoicks! : heads and tales, tips and turns over (with a spill or two thrown in)
Year: 1878 (1870s)
Authors: Browne, Hablot Knight, 1815-1882
Subjects: Horses English wit and humor Fox hunting
Publisher: London : "Judy" Office
Contributing Library: Webster Family Library of Veterinary Medicine
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half-past. It was agreed that this should be the arrangement, and our Other Jones re- .urning to his room, flung his clothes on one side and himself upon the bed, and was fast asleep in no time. ****** Rat-tat-a-tat-tat! Good gracious ! is it six already ? Twenty past! cried the veterinary surgeons voice from the other side ofthe bed-room door. Our Other felt fearfully sleepy, and began to regret his rashness in makingsuch an appointment. As the poet says: Cursed be the loud alarum set at random overnight,When one talks of early rising in a tons absurdly light. But there was no manly way out of the business, as it seemed to our Other ; sowith a groan he crept out of bed and lit the candle. When he reached the inn door, he found it almost perfectly dark. The Vet.led the way, and our Other followed unsteadily. He had an extra glass over-night, and felt heavy and confused. His hand shook very much, too. It wouldbe altogether the snipes own fault if any fatal accident befell the snipe. 92
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HAREY NOTHINGS. Laird (condescendingly). Bo you tliinh you could carry home a Itarc, Sandy ?Sandt. Weel, Laird, a dinna doot hut a could if a had a pair o rahhlts tac balanceit rcV. Take care ! said the Vet, presently. Heres only a plank over this ditch,and no hand-rail. Lay hold of my hand. If it were but a bit lighter, said our Other Jones. We shant be able to seethe birds, if it goes on like this. Its a fog, said the Vet., but it 11 clear off directl). Do you see, its brighterover there ? I dont notice 7mech difference, said our Other Jones. Were getting to the fens now, continued his companion. Theyreswarming there. Mind, heres another plank, and no hand-rail again. Thefens are straight ahead. Go on quietly, and I 11 catch you up. Our Other did as he was told, not, however, without considerable misgivings.He did not quite see how he could ask his companion to lead him along anyfarther, unless his companion volunteered to do so, and this he did not do.Therefore, exercising the utmo

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