Favourite Son of M.F.H. (to old Huntsman). "No, Smith, you won't see much more of me for the rest of the season; if at all."
Smith (with some concern). "Indeed, Sir. 'ow's that?"
Son of M.F.H. "Well, you see I'm reading hard."
Smith (interrogatively). "Readin' 'ard, Sir?"
Son of M.F.H. "Yes, I'm reading Law."
Smith. "Well, I likes to read a bit o' them Perlice reports myself, Sir, now an' then; but I don't allow 'em to hinterfere with a honest days 'Untin'."
THE WERE-WOLF.
[Anglo-Saxon wer, a man, and wolf—a man in the form of a wolf.
"The garments are changed into hair, his arms into legs; he becomes a wolf, and he still retains vestiges of his ancient form. His hoariness is still the same, the same violence appears in his features; his eyes are bright as before; he is still the same image of ferocity."—Ovid, on the metamorphosis of King Lycaon into a wolf.]
Wolf! Wolf! The cry that wakes