A Word about tht Family 7 



said his duelling pistol could reach the wagon, he 

 fired, and the ball went through both sides of the 

 wagon, missing his white servant Webber by an 

 inch as he lay on the bed ! Another time he was 

 shooting gin flasks off Dr. Harvey's head. Without 

 intending to tell tales, I mentioned this as a great 

 feat ! My father thought otherwise and stopped the 

 game, and they were angry with me for telling. 

 Shelley afterwards commanded a Turkish contin- 

 gent in the Russo-Turkish war. 



One hot day I was escorting a " la-di-dah " 

 swell sportsman, just out from home, shooting guinea 

 fowl, when, overcome by heat he suddenly sat 

 down on what he thought a soft spot, but was really 

 a species of euphorbia (which grows in the form of a 

 cushion on the ground) and is one mass of prickly 

 spines. He rose with a yell and all the way home 

 used profane language, condemning Africa for 

 providing such a fiery seat of honour ! 



