An  over-driven  ox  came  at  ftiU  trot  down  the
street,  with  his  tfdl  hanging  over  to  his  right
side ;  every  one  ran  as  &st  as  his  legs  could
carry  him,  excepting  one  sailor,  and  he  was
more  than  half-seas  over :    he  took  off  his  hat,


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and  waving  it  towards  the  animal,  called  out —
'  Shift  your  helm,  you  rascal,  why  don't  you
shift  your  helm,  don't  you  see  you  will  be  on
board  of  me  ?'  There  was  no  time  for  more
before  Jack  was  in  the  mud ;  but  rising  leisurely,
and  rubbing  his  elbow,  which  had  been  injured
by  the  fidl,  he  halloed  out,  '  There,  you  lub-
berly scoundrel,  I  told  you  how  it  would  be  ?
'  ^^Freemark  £ur,  which  is  held  at  Portsmouth,
took  place  at  this  time,  and  opened  an  ad^
ditional  sluice  from  Jack's  pocket  Drums,
penny-trumpets,  wild  beasts,  shows,  and  gilt
gingerbread,  are  all  good  in  their  turn ;  there
was  everythmg  to  be  seen  from  Richardson's
^ Love  and  Murder;  or,  the  Midnight  Assassin
of  Bohemia,'  down  to  the  Hampdbire  hog ;  and
Jack  must  enjoy  all  the  sport,  even  to  a  ride  on
the  dromedary,  with  a  monkey  on  his  shoulder,
to  the  music  of  a  tabor  and  pipe ;  not  only
himself,  but  a  host  of  newly-found  friends  and
acquaintance  in  his  suite,  all  drawing  their
amusements  from  his  purse.
168  THE  SAUCY  JAtJK.
