The Romany Rye at Horncastle, what an idea!" "And what will the master of the house say to all this damage which you have caused him ?" "What will your master say, William ?" said the jockey to the waiter, who had witnessed the singular scene just described without exhibiting the slightest mark of surprise.

William smiled, and slightly shrugging his shoulders, replied, "Very little, I dare say, sir; this a'n't the first time your honour has done a thing of this kind." "Nor will it be the first time that I shall have paid for it," said the jockey; "well, I shall have never paid for a certain item in the bill with more pleasure than I shall pay for it now.

Come, William, draw the cork, and let us taste the pink champagne." The waiter drew the cork, and filled the glasses with a pinky liquor, which bubbled, hissed, and foamed.

"How do you like it ?" said the jockey, after I had imitated the example of my companions by despatching my portion at a draught.
"It is wonderful wine," said I; "I have never tasted champagne before, though I have frequently heard it praised; it more than answers my expectations; but, I confess, I should not wish to be obliged to drink it every day." "Nor I," said the jockey; "for everyday drinking give me a glass of old port, or.

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