‘A di-di-different hound for every chase Select with judgment; nor the timorous hare, O’ermatch’d, destroy; but leave that vile offence To the mean, murderous, coursing crew, intent On blood and spoil.’” “Yarse,” replied Billy, turning on his heel as though he had had enough of the show. At this juncture, the Major drew the bolt, open flew the door, and out poured the pack; Ruffler and Bustler dashing at Billy, and streaking his nice cream-coloured leathers down with their dirty paws, while Thunder and Victim nearly carried him off his legs with the couples. Billy was in a great fright, never having been in such a predicament before. The Major came to the rescue, and with the aid of his whip and his voice, and his “for shame, Ruffler! for shame, Bustler!” with cuts at the coupled ones, succeeded in restoring order. “Let’s mount,” said he, thinking to get Billy out of further danger; so saying he wheeled about and led the way through the outer yard with the glad pack gamboling and frisking around him to the stables. The hounds raise a fresh cry of joy as they see Solomon with his horse ready to receive them. CHAPTER XXIII. SHOWING A HORSE.—THE MEET. THE Bumbler, like our Mathews-at-home of a huntsman, is now metamorphosed, and in lieu of a little footman, we have a capped and booted whip. Not that he _is_ a whip, for Solomon carries the couples as well as the horn, and also a spare stirrup-leather slung across his shoulder; but our Major has an eye as well to show as to business, and thinks he may as well do the magnificent, and have a horse ready to change with Billy as soon as Napoleon the Great seems to have had enough. To that end the Bumbler now advances with the Weaver which he tenders to Billy, with a deferential touch of his cap. “Ah, that’s _your_ horse!” exclaimed the Major, making for White Surrey, to avoid the frolics and favours of his followers; adding, as he climbed on, “you’ll find her a ca-ca-capital hack and a first-rate hunter. Here, _elope, hounds, elope!_” added he, turning his horse’s head away to get the course clear for our friend to mount unmolested.