Young Curate.—Sinful to Hunt? Oh dear no! I do not hunt now, because certain Members of my Flock might take exception to it, and think I neglected my Parish.
Miss Gallopade.—But, suppose the Hounds were to cross this Lane “Full Cry,” could you withstand the Temptation?
Young C.—Well, I’m afraid then my conscience would not be the most Formidable Obstacle I should have to negotiate.
“A CHOPPY SEA.”
Seafaring Gent (who has been imbibing too freely of mixed “jumping powders”).—Awful shoppy shee. Musht cling to main-masht, or washt overboardsht.
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