SAVAGE SVANETIA. 



looked at us. From the way the bundles 

 slapped the brats we thought they must have 

 been mothers, but as they stayed for a quarter 

 of an hour and never spoke, of course they 

 could not have been anything so feminine. 



An old man with a very white beard, 

 and beyond comparison the dirtiest thing in 

 nature, was the next to ascend the mixen. 

 This was the mighty bear-slayer ; and as one 

 looked at the poor shrunken old wretch, it 

 was hard to believe that he had ever been 

 the Nimrod men reported him. But dirty or 

 clean, he was the master of the only hovel 

 we were likely to get housed in that night ; 

 so that I at once went to him on his duns;- 

 hill as courteously as I would have done to 

 a prince on his throne, and tried to make 

 him understand all the respect that we ought 

 to have felt for him as a master of the craft 

 of which we were only humble 'prentices. 



1 don't think he understood much of what I 



