"Only four versts, one of noble birth," replied the struggling Jehu,
who was busily engaged endeavouring to right the half-overturned
sleigh. A Russian verst about night-fall, and under such conditions
as I have endeavoured to point out to the reader, is an unknown
quantity. A Scotch mile and a bit, an Irish league, a Spanish _legua_,
or the German _stunde_, are at all times calculated to call forth
the wrath of the traveller, but in no way equal to the first-named
division of distance. For the verst is barely two-thirds of an
English mile, and when, after driving yet for an hour, we were
told that there were still two versts more before we could arrive
at our halting-place, it began fully to dawn upon my friend that
either our driver's knowledge of distance, or otherwise his veracity,
was at fault.
At last we reached a long, struggling village, formed of houses
constructed much in the same way as that previously described,
when our horses stopped before a detached cottage. The proprietor
came out to meet us at the threshold. "_Samovar, samovar!_" (urn),
said my companion. "Quick, quick! _samovar!_" and hurrying by him,
and hastily throwing off our furs, we endeavoured to regain our
lost circulation beside the walls of a well-heated stove.
The Russian peasants are not ignorant of the good old maxim that
the early bird gets the worm, and the few hours' daylight they
enjoy during the winter months makes it doubly necessary for them
to observe this precept. We were all up a good hour before sunrise,
my companion making the tea, while our driver was harnessing the
horses, but this time not three abreast, for the road was bad and
narrow; so we determined to have two small sleighs with a pair of
horses to each, and put our luggage in one vehicle while we travelled
in the other.
Off we went, a motley crew. First, the unwashed peddler who had
wished to be my companion's bedfellow the night before; then our
luggage sleigh; and, finally, my friend and self, who brought up
the rear, with a careful eye upon our effects, as the people in
that part of the country were said to have some difficulty in
distinguishing between _meum_ and _tuum_.
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