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Sponge, continued he, laying hold of our hero's arm, 'let us get to the door, for that cigar of yours will fumigate the whole house; and Mrs. Jawleyford hates the smell of tobacco. Spigot, with his attendants in livery, here put a stop to the confab by hurrying past, drawing the bolts, and throwing back the spacious folding doors, as if royalty or Daniel Lambert himself were 'coming out.

While this conversation was going on, Jawleyford and Sponge, having risen the hill, had resumed their seats in the saddle, and Jawleyford, setting himself in attitude, tickled his horse with his spur, and proceeded to canter becomingly up to the pack; Sponge and the groom following a little behind.

Y o o icks! rout him out! went Frosty; occasionally varying the entertainment with a loud crack of his heavy whip, when he could get upon a piece of rising ground to clear the thong. 'Tally-ho! screamed Jawleyford, hoisting the Bumperkin Yeomanry cap in the air. 'Tally-ho! repeated he, looking triumphantly round, as much as to say, 'What a clever boy am I!

When I was in the Bumperkin yeomanry we drank nothing but port. And then Jawleyford diverged into a long rambling dissertation on messes and cavalry tactics, which nearly sent Mr. Sponge asleep. 'Where did you say the hounds are to-morrow? at length asked he, after Mr. Jawleyford had talked himself out. 'To-morrow, repeated Mr.

We need scarcely say it was that terrible room the best; with three creaking, ill-fitting windows, and heavy crimson satin-damask furniture, so old as scarcely to be able to sustain its own weight. 'Ah! here you are, observed Mr. Jawleyford, as he nearly tripped over Sponge's luggage as it stood by the fire.

Sponge! exclaimed Jawleyford, holding up a long needle-case of a glass with the Jawleyford crests emblazoned about; 'don't wait of me, pray, repeated he, as Spigot finished dribbling the froth into Sponge's glass; and Jawleyford, with a flourishing bow and waive of his empty needle-case, drank Mr. Sponge's very good health, adding, 'I'm extremely happy to see you at Jawleyford Court.

'You are rather hard on the old nag, aren't you? at length asked Sponge, as, having cleared the rushy, swampy park, they came upon the macadamized turnpike, and Jawleyford selected the middle of it as the scene of his further progression.

'Oh, why, when I say he has nothing, replied Lord Scamperdale, 'I mean that he has not what Jawleyford, who is a bumptious sort of an ass, would consider sufficient to make him a fit match for one of his daughters. He may have a few hundreds a year, but Jaw, I'm sure, will look at nothing under thousands. 'Oh, certainly not, said Jack, 'there's no doubt about that.

'Well, but, confound him, I didn't ask his horses, exclaimed Jawleyford; 'nor will I have them either, continued he, with a jerk of the head, as he got up and rang the bell, as though determined to put a stop to that at all events.

After rounding a large but gently swelling hill, over the summit of which the road, after the fashion of old roads, led, our traveller suddenly looked down upon the wide vale of Sniperdown, with Jawleyford Court glittering with a bright open aspect, on a fine, gradual elevation, above the broad, smoothly gliding river.

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