sparkled;—he laid down his gun mighty mysteriously, and put his finger on my mouth, to enjoin silence; he then stole onwards, crouching along the ground for several yards; till, on a sudden, he darted forward like a cat, and sprung upon a covey of partridges, one of which he caught, and took home alive, in great triumph."—
"I was present at another instance of Orsonism in my tattowed friend, when, with the intent to take a ride, he seized a grazing horse by the tail; the astounded animal galloped off, wincing and plunging, and dragging his tenacious assailant after him, till he slipped from his grasp, and left him in the mire. How Omai contrived to dodge the horse's heels, and escape with his brains in his head, I cannot explain. He was not always so intrepid; there was a huge bull in the grounds, which kept him at a respectful distance; and of which he always spoke reverentially as the man-cow."
This part of Colman's reminiscences is confirmed by the testimony of aged persons, living in the vicinity. Mr. R. Rayne of Whitby, a native of Sandsend, recollects Omai well; and states, among other things, that, during his stay at Mulgrave, he was one day found perched in a tree; and when asked why he had taken post there, he said that he had been frightened by the great man-cow.
As to the chief employments of this party, Mr. Colman informs us, that Sir Joseph pursued his favourite study—botany, and sent the two youths every morning into Mulgrave woods, to gather plants for him. The gallant Captain, he remarks, had become "an antiquarian resurrection man," and "now he had dismounted from his race-horse
