If the Pedro was not with Z the small trump is still the best lead, for it puts the lead on A’s left. B gets rid of cards which might get him into the lead to his partner’s disadvantage. Unfortunately, Z is unable to take the lead away from Y at trick 4. As Y is still in the lead, there is no necessity for A to save his Pedro, for Y cannot possibly catch it, and A must catch Y’s, no matter how Y plays. A-B score 10 points; Low, Game, and both Pedroes, 12, from which they deduct the 2 points made by Y-Z. _=No. 3.=_ | | _=No. 4.=_ A bids 12 on hearts.
I shrugged. The whole stack, Smythe, I told him. His eyebrows went halfway up his tall, tall forehead. But he put them all down on the bar top, about twenty-five silver dollars. Show me, I said. He ran his fingertips down the side of the stack of silver. Another tactile. Well, he certainly wasn t much of a perceptive, or he would have been able to handle the Blackout himself. He closed his eyes for the hard lift. Some do that.
He sets out at a good speed over the fields, tries to jump as many ditches or burns, jumping such from one side to the other again and again, to scramble over dykes, through hedges, over palings, and run up braes. The others have to follow him as they can. This steeplechase continues till the followers are all tired out.--Keith (Rev. W. Gregor). This is a very general game among schoolboys, but in Hereford it was a town custom occurring once in seven years on 11th October (_Folk-lore Journal_, v. 75). Fool, Fool, come to School This game is played under the name of Foolie, Foolie at Duthil, Strathspey. The players are placed in a row, either standing or sitting.
=_ Mort offers even less opportunity to the greek than whist, as the deal is a disadvantage, and nothing is gained by turning up an honour, beyond its possession. CAYENNE, OR CAYENNE WHIST. _=CARDS.=_ Cayenne is played with two full packs of fifty-two cards, which rank as at Whist, both for cutting and playing. _=MARKERS=_ are necessary, and must be suitable for counting to ten points. A sheet of paper is used for scoring the results of the games. _=PLAYERS.=_ Cayenne is played by four persons. When there are more than four candidates for play the selection of the table must be made as at Whist. Partners and deal are then cut for.
It is scarcely conceivable that anywhere now on earth the Shandean Rules remain on record. Perhaps they were never committed to paper.... And in all ages a certain barbaric warfare has been waged with soldiers of tin and lead and wood, with the weapons of the wild, with the catapult, the elastic circular garter, the peashooter, the rubber ball, and such-like appliances--a mere setting up and knocking down of men. Tin murder. The advance of civilisation has swept such rude contests altogether from the playroom. We know them no more..
The lads crowd round and place their fists endways, the one on the other, till they form a high pile of hands. Then a boy, who has one hand free, knocks the piled fists off one by one, saying to every boy as he strikes his fist away, What s there, Dump? He continues this process till he comes to the last fist, when he exclaims:-- What s there? Cheese and bread, and a mouldy halfpenny! Where s my share? I put it on the shelf, and the cat got it. Where s the cat? She s run nine miles through the wood. Where s the wood? T fire burnt it. Where s the fire? T waters sleekt (extinguished) it. Where s the water? T oxen drank it. Where s the oxen? T butcher killed em. Where s the butcher? Upon the church tops cracking nuts, and you may go and eat the shells; and them as speaks first shall have nine nips, nine scratches, and nine boxes over the lug! Every one then endeavours to refrain from speaking in spite of mutual nudges and grimaces, and he who first allows a word to escape is punished by the others in the various methods adopted by schoolboys. In some places the game is played differently. The children pile their fists in the manner described above; then one, or sometimes all of them, sing: I ve built my house, I ve built my wall; I don t care where my chimneys fall! The merriment consists in the bustle and confusion occasioned by the rapid withdrawal of the hands (Halliwell s _Nursery Rhymes_, p.