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quite restored； when； hark！ a metallic bray … The Gong…donkey！
The wretched animal has not cleared off with the rest； but is here；
under the window。 How much more inconceivably drunk now； how much
more begrimed of paw； how much more tight of calico hide； how much
more stained and daubed and dirty and dunghilly； from his horrible
broom to his tender toes； who shall say！ He cannot even shake the
bray out of himself now； without laying his cheek so near to the
mud of the street； that he pitches over after delivering it。 Now；
prone in the mud； and now backing himself up against shop…windows；
the owners of which come out in terror to remove him； now； in the
drinking…shop； and now in the tobacconist's； where he goes to buy
tobacco； and makes his way into the parlour； and where he gets a
cigar； which in half…a…minute he forgets to smoke； now dancing； now
dozing； now cursing； and now complimenting My Lord； the Colonel；
the Noble Captain； and Your Honourable Worship； the Gong…donkey
kicks up his heels； occasionally braying； until suddenly； he
beholds the dearest friend he has in the world coming down the
street。
The dearest friend the Gong…donkey has in the world； is a sort of
Jackall； in a dull； mangy； black hide； of such small pieces that it
looks as if it were made of blacking bottles turned inside out and
cobbled together。 The dearest friend in the world （inconceivably
drunk too） advances at the Gong…donkey； with a hand on each thigh；
in a series of humorous springs and stops； wagging his head as he
comes。 The Gong…donkey regarding him with attention and with the
warmest affection； suddenly perceives that he is the greatest enemy
he has in the world； and hits him hard in the countenance。 The
astonished Jackall closes with the Donkey； and they roll over and
over in the mud； pummelling one another。 A Police Inspector；
supernaturally endowed with patience； who has long been looking on
from the Guildhall…steps； says； to a myrmidon； 'Lock 'em up！ Bring
'em in！'
Appropriate finish to the Grand Race…Week。 The Gong…donkey；
captive and last trace of it； conveyed into limbo； where they
cannot do better than keep him until next Race…Week。 The Jackall
is wanted too； and is much looked for； over the way and up and
down。 But； having had the good fortune to be undermost at the time
of the capture； he has vanished into air。
On Saturday afternoon； Mr。 Goodchild walks out and looks at the
Course。 It is quite deserted； heaps of broken crockery and bottles
are raised to its memory； and correct cards and other fragments of
paper are blowing about it； as the regulation little paper…books；
carried by the French soldiers in their breasts； were seen； soon
after the battle was fought； blowing idly about the plains of
Waterloo。
Where will these present idle leaves be blown by the idle winds；
and where will the last of them be one day lost and forgotten？ An
idle question； and an idle thought； and with it Mr。 Idle fitly
makes his bow； and Mr。 Goodchild his； and thus ends the Lazy Tour
of Two Idle Apprentices。
End