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* * * * * THE GERMAN AND HORSE-TRYING RIDE. ["Most of the horses were standing, but propping themselves up against a wall or a post."--_Standard, Wednesday, October 12th_.] Pity the sorrows of a worn-out horse, Whose trembling limbs support him 'gainst a wall; Who asks you,--fearing future trials worse-- To kill him with a sudden shot,--that's all. * * * * * A CORRESPONDENT signing "INNOCENTIA DOCET," wants to know if "the Hub of the Universe" is an official appointment that can only be held by a Mahommedan or a Mormon? * * * * * CONVERSATIONAL HINTS TO YOUNG SHOOTERS. (_BY MR. PUNCH'S OWN GROUSE IN THE GUN-ROOM._) And, next, my gallant young Sportsmen, just sharpen up your attention, and, if you have ears, prepare to lend them now. Be, in fact, all ears. At any rate, get yourselves as near as possible to that desirable condition, for we are going to discuss shooting-lunches, and all that pertains to them. Think of it! Are not some of your happiest memories, and your most delightful anticipations, bound up with the mid-day meal, at which the anxieties and disappointments of the morning, the birds you missed, the birds that, though they got up in front of you, were shot by your jealous neighbour, the wiped-eyes, the hands torn in the thorn-bushes, at which, as I say, all these are forgotten, when you lay aside your gun, and sit down to your short repose. Then it is that the talker shines supreme. All the conversation which may have been broken in upon during the morning by the necessity for posting yourself at the hot corner, or the grassy ride, or in the butt, or for polishing off a right and left of partridges, can then flow free and uninterrupted. Ah, happy moments, when the bad shot becomes as the good, and all distinctions are levelled! How well, how gratefully do I remember you! Still, in my waking fancies, there rises to my nose a savoury odour, telling of stew or hot-pot, and still the crisp succulence of the jam tartlet has honour in my memory. Ah, _tempi passati, tempi passati_! But away, fancy, and to our work, which is to speak of SHOOTING-LUNCHES in their relation to talk:-- (1.) Be extremely careful, unless you know exactly the ways of your host with regard to his shooting-lunch, not to express to him before lunch any very definite opinion as to what the best kind of
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