A GROUP OF SATYRS. 2G1 



Georgi, and Simon, called hereafter, for dis- 

 tinction sake, Simon the Less. The}^ had all 

 been out for a Sunday shoot, and having 

 (unluckily for us) eaten all their provisions 

 and killed nothing were now on their way 

 back to town, and had intended to make a 

 night march of it, if the charms of our society 

 had not led them out of their path. 



They were not bad-looking fellows, in spite 

 of all we had heard against their race ; short 

 men rather, with broad shoulders, and, unlike 

 the men of Radcha, peculiar rather for their 

 abundant hair than for their shaven pates. One 

 of them, the leader of the three apparently, 

 was the most marvellous likeness of our great 

 trao'ic actor, in honour of whoui we at once re- 

 christened this first met of a (to us) new race. 



But little Simon was the man who inte- 

 rested us most, for after a few inquiries our 

 Simon discovered that the little man was the 

 son of the great bear-slayer of Ushkiil, of 



