THE TROUBLES OF AN M.F.H.
M.F.H. (to stranger, who is violently gesticulating to hounds.) "When you have done feeding your chickens, sir, perhaps you will allow me to hunt my hounds!"
Nobody was near hounds in the big wood when they pulled down the cub except Mr. Tinkler and his inamorata. He rashly volunteers to secure the brush for her!
"Morning, Tom. What a beastly day!"
"It ain't a day, sir. I call it an interval between two bloomin' nights!"
