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All
–
Muggleton
had
the
first
innings
;
and
the
interest
became
intense
when
Mr
.
Dumkins
and
Mr
.
Podder
,
two
of
the
most
renowned
members
of
that
most
distinguished
club
,
walked
,
bat
in
hand
,
to
their
respective
wickets
.
Mr
.
Luffey
,
the
highest
ornament
of
Dingley
Dell
,
was
pitched
to
bowl
against
the
redoubtable
Dumkins
,
and
Mr
.
Struggles
was
selected
to
do
the
same
kind
office
for
the
hitherto
unconquered
Podder
.
Several
players
were
stationed
,
to
‘
look
out
,
’
in
different
parts
of
the
field
,
and
each
fixed
himself
into
the
proper
attitude
by
placing
one
hand
on
each
knee
,
and
stooping
very
much
as
if
he
were
‘
making
a
back
’
for
some
beginner
at
leap
-
frog
.
All
the
regular
players
do
this
sort
of
thing
;
—
indeed
it
is
generally
supposed
that
it
is
quite
impossible
to
look
out
properly
in
any
other
position
.
The
umpires
were
stationed
behind
the
wickets
;
the
scorers
were
prepared
to
notch
the
runs
;
a
breathless
silence
ensued
.
Mr
.
Luffey
retired
a
few
paces
behind
the
wicket
of
the
passive
Podder
,
and
applied
the
ball
to
his
right
eye
for
several
seconds
.
Dumkins
confidently
awaited
its
coming
with
his
eyes
fixed
on
the
motions
of
Luffey
.
‘
Play
!
’
suddenly
cried
the
bowler
.
The
ball
flew
from
his
hand
straight
and
swift
towards
the
centre
stump
of
the
wicket
.
The
wary
Dumkins
was
on
the
alert
:
it
fell
upon
the
tip
of
the
bat
,
and
bounded
far
away
over
the
heads
of
the
scouts
,
who
had
just
stooped
low
enough
to
let
it
fly
over
them
.
‘
Run
—
run
—
another
.
—
Now
,
then
throw
her
up
—
up
with
her
—
stop
there
—
another
—
no
—
yes
—
no
—
throw
her
up
,
throw
her
up
!
’
—
Such
were
the
shouts
which
followed
the
stroke
;
and
at
the
conclusion
of
which
All
–
Muggleton
had
scored
two
.
Nor
was
Podder
behindhand
in
earning
laurels
wherewith
to
garnish
himself
and
Muggleton
.
He
blocked
the
doubtful
balls
,
missed
the
bad
ones
,
took
the
good
ones
,
and
sent
them
flying
to
all
parts
of
the
field
.
The
scouts
were
hot
and
tired
;
the
bowlers
were
changed
and
bowled
till
their
arms
ached
;
but
Dumkins
and
Podder
remained
unconquered
.
Did
an
elderly
gentleman
essay
to
stop
the
progress
of
the
ball
,
it
rolled
between
his
legs
or
slipped
between
his
fingers
.
Did
a
slim
gentleman
try
to
catch
it
,
it
struck
him
on
the
nose
,
and
bounded
pleasantly
off
with
redoubled
violence
,
while
the
slim
gentleman
’
s
eyes
filled
with
water
,
and
his
form
writhed
with
anguish
.
Was
it
thrown
straight
up
to
the
wicket
,
Dumkins
had
reached
it
before
the
ball
.
In
short
,
when
Dumkins
was
caught
out
,
and
Podder
stumped
out
,
All
–
Muggleton
had
notched
some
fifty
-
four
,
while
the
score
of
the
Dingley
Dellers
was
as
blank
as
their
faces
.
The
advantage
was
too
great
to
be
recovered
.
In
vain
did
the
eager
Luffey
,
and
the
enthusiastic
Struggles
,
do
all
that
skill
and
experience
could
suggest
,
to
regain
the
ground
Dingley
Dell
had
lost
in
the
contest
—
it
was
of
no
avail
;
and
in
an
early
period
of
the
winning
game
Dingley
Dell
gave
in
,
and
allowed
the
superior
prowess
of
All
–
Muggleton
.
The
stranger
,
meanwhile
,
had
been
eating
,
drinking
,
and
talking
,
without
cessation
.
At
every
good
stroke
he
expressed
his
satisfaction
and
approval
of
the
player
in
a
most
condescending
and
patronising
manner
,
which
could
not
fail
to
have
been
highly
gratifying
to
the
party
concerned
;
while
at
every
bad
attempt
at
a
catch
,
and
every
failure
to
stop
the
ball
,
he
launched
his
personal
displeasure
at
the
head
of
the
devoted
individual
in
such
denunciations
as
—
‘
Ah
,
ah
!
—
stupid
’
—
‘
Now
,
butter
–
fingers
’
—
‘
Muff
’
—
‘
Humbug
’
—
and
so
forth
—
ejaculations
which
seemed
to
establish
him
in
the
opinion
of
all
around
,
as
a
most
excellent
and
undeniable
judge
of
the
whole
art
and
mystery
of
the
noble
game
of
cricket
.
‘
Capital
game
—
well
played
—
some
strokes
admirable
,
’
said
the
stranger
,
as
both
sides
crowded
into
the
tent
,
at
the
conclusion
of
the
game
.
‘
You
have
played
it
,
sir
?
’
inquired
Mr
.
Wardle
,
who
had
been
much
amused
by
his
loquacity
.
‘
Played
it
!
Think
I
have
—
thousands
of
times
—
not
here
—
West
Indies
—
exciting
thing
—
hot
work
—
very
.
’
‘
It
must
be
rather
a
warm
pursuit
in
such
a
climate
,
’
observed
Mr
.
Pickwick
.
‘
Warm
!
—
red
hot
—
scorching
—
glowing
.
Played
a
match
once
—
single
wicket
—
friend
the
colonel
—
Sir
Thomas
Blazo
—
who
should
get
the
greatest
number
of
runs
.
—
Won
the
toss
—
first
innings
—
seven
o
’
clock
A
.
m
.
—
six
natives
to
look
out
—
went
in
;
kept
in
—
heat
intense
—
natives
all
fainted
—
taken
away
—
fresh
half
-
dozen
ordered
—
fainted
also
—
Blazo
bowling
—
supported
by
two
natives
—
couldn
’
t
bowl
me
out
—
fainted
too
—
cleared
away
the
colonel
—
wouldn
’
t
give
in
—
faithful
attendant
—
Quanko
Samba
—
last
man
left
—
sun
so
hot
,
bat
in
blisters
,
ball
scorched
brown
—
five
hundred
and
seventy
runs
—
rather
exhausted
—
Quanko
mustered
up
last
remaining
strength
—
bowled
me
out
—
had
a
bath
,
and
went
out
to
dinner
.
’
