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Now, guess what this wound might be. A burn. In this dangerous 
Indian climate, where everything grows putrid, they are frequently 
constrained to cauterize the sores. He endured this treatment 
patiently, and went every day to undergo it. He felt no antipathy 
towards the surgeon who inflicted upon him so sharp an agony. He 
groaned; nothing more. He evidently understood that it was done 
for his benefit ; that his torturer was his friend; that this necessary 
cruelty was designed for his cure. 
Plainly this elephant acted upon reflection, and upon a blind 
instinct ; he acted against nature in the strength and enlightenment 
of his will. 
Page 270. The master-nightingale.—I owe this anecdote to a 
lady well entitled to a judgment upon such questions—to Madame 
Garcia Viardot (the great singer). The Russian peasants, who pos- 
sess a fine ear and a keen sensibility for Nature (compared with her 
harshness towards them), said, when they occasionally heard the 
Spanish cantatrice: ‘The nightingale does not sing so well.” 
Page 273. Still the little one hesitutes, &e.—“ One day I was 
walking with my son in the neighbourhood of Montier. We perceived 
towards the north, on the Little Saléve, an eagle emerging from the 
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