Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1907-05-05

OF Sp1r1C. ana was sore Wnen HYyW0xtlANvaheT
he went out of the cart at Ty- HI
burn all for robbng of a Zo ii
attorney. Yet tits a hazard H5ZsA VA
in the way gentlemen of EZzMNat
the road do make, and for ZaXS&1I
one would not sniffle at it. ~6lMWcg
1t was along of Jack that M
pretty adventure befell me in ~
the West Country one day in
autumn. Young Blake had hit upon me by mere
chance in the neighborhood Of Yeovn, and being in
an easy mood ioked with him, though It's not nv
habit to hunt with any jacka1 am my own tiger.
But Blake had merry heart, and was spright1y
youth and we some humorous life together; till
close upon noon of drilling day we fetched up on
Salisbury Plain in a mood for anything,-when the
coach of My Lord lurched into view.
Twas Jogging and rolling pretty lumpishly along
in haste. And Jack Blake. young cockerel.
shoots glance at it, and says he right away:
"Damme. Dick! I'll race your nag for 'un-purse
and ALL
This was challenge would not abide without
acceptance seeing that Calypso's glory is in her
feet; and so I shook the reins on her withers,
stretched her long nose to the wind. Jack Blake
astride beast that was very well in his way,
being thick and short and strong for endurance.
for the So beat him easily in the first rush,
and, reaching the road where the coach webbing
about, reined in, and leaned back.
There's legs for you, Jack, says I,-"she's
hare. as you might have guessed. Damme! if you'd
a beat, would ha thrown in the nag for riddance;"
and by that, the coach being nigh abreast of me,
pistol
There's a hole to blow in you, my frog" said
to the position, if so be you do not halt I'm not
particular which l like blood money. Ones
t'other, said roisterously.
"Damme! prefer blood!" cries young Jack,
pulling up, his horse on it's launches, with loud
holloa, and wildly waving his weapon.
There resistance in the position any
than in caterpillar; SO Jack fixed him with his
pistol and went to the window, where sour
countenance looked out.
What rascals are your" said the gentleman,
pompous fellow with stout face and fat paunch
What is this outraged says he.
Its the Dutch have took England" said l.
and are pressing for an indemnity. So make
contribution, kind gentleman"
He scowled, and spoke loftiy. you do not know
who am, felowI How dare You use the representa-
tive of the law with contumely? You shall suffer
for this! l will have you hanged. roguel Do we
not understand"
Pray pardon, My Lord" said in mockery of
humility, Il am but the instrument. Dsgorge then
cheerfully, My Lord, for the good of the country.
and incidentally for yours worshipfuly. Come, I'll
wager some go1dfnches are hidden about that fat
care ao,r
pulling at pistol that would not clear of his
heavy body, 1 just pointed hacker at him.
Come off that" said "or I'll riddle your giz-
card, you old capon" and pretty soon had the
der and ball, there was not even yep in him. He
watched me with moving face, and, gathering some
of his native assurance as he went unharmed at
last addressed me.
You on the way to the gallows, my man. I
will remember your face and will yet wear the black
cap for you.
called out impatiently, Haven't we eat that NOR
sci yeti Grrr-oo! Let me at himl Throw him out
to mel"
That phrase put the notion in my head, which
was the origin of the subsequent. entertainment;
and, seized of my whimsy, opened the door of the
carriage, and caught hold of the rooster.
Come forth, F" said /, and melt off that suet
with exercise! Jack. have down that Cupid
And sooner had he the command than Blake
had pulled the position from his seat, and both he
and his master lay in the dirty road.
" Darnrne IL / don't suit this coachln said I and