The Middlebury register. [volume] (Middlebury, Vt.) 1850-1882, 1854-04-05
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Winter Travelling in Russia.
OR ERlCK AND TIE WOLVES.

Winter Travelling in Russia.
OR ERlCK AND TIE WOLVES.
1t was stormy evening in the montl
of November. that a Russian noblemar
called Baron Jarosalao his wife, ana theil
little daughter Helena, and their faitlfu
scrvan. Erick, in heavy travelling
chariot and four, driven by two postil
lions, drew up at the only inn of the lit
tie town of kobrin, which lies on the
borders of Russia and Poland They
were returning from their travels in
Europe, and as the Baron had already
ovcrstaycd the time he had intended to
be absent from home, and the weather
was every day growing worse and worse
he was anxious to press forward with all
the speed possible. The fur caps of the
postillions, the long names and tails of
the horses, and even the rough leathern
portmanteaus were white with frost.
clouds of steam arose from the weary
beasts as they were embarrassed and the
landlord coming up to the door of the
chariot observed, that his honor would
not think of proceeding further.
Not if | were at liberty to follow my
own inclnation,' said the baron, but as
it is, [ am pressed for timc we must get
over another stage tonight
1t is long one, sir, said the land
lord, thirty-vcrsts at least, and you have
the forest of Roster to pass There the
road is bad, and the wolves are getting
hungry
20, | am not afraid of wolves, cried
the baron they would not dare to at
tack carriage 50 early in the year as
this. Let us have four good horses and
we shall be in by nine. for it's not more
thar half past six
Well, sir, n wilful man must have his
own way | only hope you may not re
pent your determination. Horses on
directly, Nicholas. But may be your
honor and your honor's lady will take
something hot. for you will need it be-
fore You go to Bolisyo'
So cup of spiccd wine was brought
for the travellers, aud Erick had double
portion. He sat wrapped up in a huge
fur cloak. on low kind of box in front.
for the baron's carriage, though old fash
ioned, had been built in England. In a
few moments the fresh horses were har.
messed. the postillions cracked their whips.
and amidst the thanks and good night of
the landlord, the carriage rolled on.
1t is bitterly cold said tie baroness
as she pulled the cloak more completely
around her, and took the little Helena
ON her lap it is bitterly cold, and a
fearful night to travel in
If the moon can but break through
the clouds. as she is trying to do. we shall
have pleasant ride yet replied her hus-
band. What, Catherine, a Russian. and
afraid Of a little snow {?
Well | am glad we came on too said
the wife it is pleasant to think that
every mile we travel, bring us nearer
home, aud my dear little Nicholas and
Fredrika
They were now passing over wild
moor, the wind whstled mournfully Il
round the carriage, driving and chasing
the snow before it, for it was showing
heavily. The glare Of the lamps east +;
gbastly haze on the immediate neighbor
hood of the carriage aud seemed to max,
the dark distance still more dark
o, mamma cried Helena, 'let M
come closer to you, it makes me afraid tc
look out Of the window
Why, what should YOU be afraid O
my lovo}'
One is always afraid in the dark, yo,
know, mamma and then just listen t.
the wind, how it howls ?
My dear child, see tho moon is jus
coming out, and we shall not have T.
journey in the dark
The clouds passed off, the moon wa
walking in brightness the wheels move,
noiselessly over the snow and as far q
the eye could see, was one glistening SC
of white, On passed the carriage
What is Erick looking at , asked TIA
baroness, for the box was SO low that it
occupant might be seen from the iron
windows of the carriage
| cannot tell, said her husband, bu
he must have good eyes if he can max
out any ything.'
! 'Ilark what is that p cried the wifi,
as a long, low, melancholy howl, differer
from the wind, yet like it, was heard fc
, a moment and then died away.
1t is the wolves replied the baro
p this cold weather makes them res
less
There it is again, it is certainly nea
err
, Erick,' said his master, letting dow
the front window, tell the boys to dri,
on, we must keep out of the way of II
wolves
'On with you, my men, shouted Eric
] and then in low voice, lie said, / doul
whether we can altogether keep out
their way, sir
= How is that p asked the baron nlarI
cd.
. There is large pack of them. 81
and they are in scent of us, fear