264 TYLNEY HALL. dashed as if an aquatic parody of the combat of Guy of Warwick and the Dun Cow had been part of the concerted entertainments. " Confound the fellow she'll be drown'd I" cried ai angry voice from the greenhouse. " His livery's dish'd and done for !" responded a melan- choly voice from the hothouse. " Oh ! from the my gold fish will be killed !" cried a shrill tone top of the temple ; while a vaccine bellow resounded from the pond, intermingled with a volley of African jargon, of which only one sentence could be caught, and it intimated a new disaster. " " O ki I him broke all de fishin-rods and de lines ! As Pompey spoke, he exchanged his grasp of the halter, which had become slippery, for a clutch at the tail ; an indignity the animal no sooner felt, than with a desperate effort she scrambled out of the pond, and dashed off at full gallop towards the paddock, making a dreadful gap by the way in Flora's display of exotics, whether in tubs or pots. As for Pompey, through not timing his leap with the cow's, he was left sprawling under the rails of the paddock ; meanwhile the persecuted Alderney finally took shelter under the shade of the haystack. And now the company, with due caution, came abroad again from roof and shed and leafy recess, like urchins after a shower. Twigg sallied from the greenhouse, and his helpmate at the same moment issued from the forcing- house, with a face looking perfectly ripe : the octagon summer-house sent forth a congregation like that of a dwarf chapel, the hermitage was left to the joint tenancy of Raby and Grace, and Flora descended from the roof of her temple, being tenderly assisted in her descent by the en- amoured Ringwood. By common consent the company all hastened towards the fallen marquee, and, clearing away the canvass, they beheld the turf variously strewed exactly as if time, that Edax Rerum, had made a miscellaneous meal which had disagreed with him. In the middle the tables lay on their sides with their legs stretched out like dead horses, and the bruised covers, and knives and forks, were scattered about like the battered
TYLNEY HALL. 265 helmets and masterless weapons after a skirmish of cavalry. The table-cloths were dappled with the purple blood of the grape ; and the eatables and drinkables scattered, bat- tered, spattered,, shattered, and tattered, all round about, presented a spectacle equally whimsical and piteous. The following are but a few of the objects which the Hon. Mr. Danvers beheld when he looked on. Item. A huge cold round of beef, surrounded by the froth of a trifle, like an island " begirt with foam," with a pigeon perched on the top instead of a cormorant. Item. A large lobster, roosting on a branch of an epergne. Item. A roast duck, seemingly fast asleep, with a cream cheese for a mattrass and a cucumber for a bolster. Item. Brawn, in an ample writing-paper ruff, well sprinkled with claret, reminding the spectator irresistibly of the neck of King Charles the First. Item. Tipsy-cake, appropriately under the table. Item. A puddle of cold punch, and a neat's tongue ap- parently licking it up. Item. A noble ham, brilliantly powdered Item. A boiled rabbit smothered in custard. with broken Item. A lump of 6/awc-mange dyed purple. Item. A shoal of prawns in an ocean of lemonade. Item. A very fine boiled turkey, in a harlequin suit of lobster salad. Item. A ship of sugar-candy, high and dry, on a fillet of veal. Item. A " hedge-hog" sitting on a " hen's nest." Vide Mrs. Glasse's Cookery for these confectionary devices. Item. "A floating island," asa new constellation, amongst " the moons and stars in jelly." See Mrs. Glasse again. Item. A large pound crab, sitting upright against a table, and nursing a chicken between its claws. Item. A collared eel, uncoiled, and threatening like a boa constrictor to swallow a fowl. Item. A Madeira pond, in a dish cover, with a duck drowned in it. Item. A pig's face, with the snout smelling at a bunch of artificial flowers.