Mr. Pisistrates Brown, 21. t.p., in the highlands. Reprinted from
the synonymous in the dictionary of Russian Democracy with, ,6 have not got in our own stock we must be content to take from that ,to fnansions and peace to the serf's hut ?" " Molotlez I" (a fine fellow) of another ; and here is a book to supply thom,—ft book which was the involuntary ejaculation before this portrait of the
it is certainly a good thing to read by a fire, till one forgets Ruthenian patriot who did the honours to our author. The frosts and fogs and days of six hours long, to dream of blue
house of St. George is a cherished the coast how talk they and quarrel and make friends again, how they
shoot red deer and grouse and blue hares is told with plenty of fun and spirit. Mr. Brown is that very difficult character to manage, a blundering sportsman ; somehow he is not made to look like a fool. Witness this spirited defence of himself when he shoots a hare sitting :— "'What is too bad?' said Mr. Brown, indignantly. Shooting a hare when you get the opportunity ? You think I ought to have lot her run, and then shoot her. Admirable logic What does the hare care for the few yards' scamper, and an extra minute of life ? Giving her a chance for her life I Why, what a childish superstition that is, as if there were a bargain between you and the hare, and the hare appre- ciated your courtesy. Lot me remind you my dear friend, that all these fantastic notions are of modern and spurious growth. Our ancestors shot how, and when, and where they could, and none of thorn thought of setting birds into the air to have a chance of winging a dozen of them. No! they shot them fairly and completely on the ground, and ate them afterwards. You yourself, when you steal up to a stag, do you force it into the air before you fire at It? Clear your mind of cant."