Friday, May 7, 2010

  • The baron grew weary, and wanted excitement. He took to quarrelling with his gentlemen, and tried kicking two or three of them
  • every day after dinner. This was a pleasant change at first; but it became monotonous after a week or so,
  • and the baron felt quite out of sorts, and cast about, in despair, for some new amusement. One night,
  • after a day's sport in which he had outdone Nimrod or Gillingwater, and slaughtered "another fine bear",