Stranger. "Strong language? A mere twitter, sir. You should hear our Master!"
Irate Non-sporting Farmer. "Hi! you there! What the Duce do you mean by riding over my wheat!"
'Arry. "'Ere, I say! What are yer givin' us? Wheat! Why, it's only bloomin' mud!"
"Foot and Mouth" Trouble
A valuable hunter, belonging to Mr. Durlacher, got its hind foot securely fixed in its mouth one day last week, and a veterinary surgeon had to be summoned to its assistance. This recalls the ancient Irish legend of the man who never opened his mouth without putting his foot into it. But that, of course, was a bull.