The road now entered an immense forest, in which the Russians, in
imitation of the Bashkirs, kept great numbers of beehives, which were
hollowed out in the trunks of large trees, about five or six fathoms
from the ground. This is intended as one of the means of protecting
the hives against the bears; for which purpose they likewise carefully
cut off all the lower branches of the tree, and smooth every knot.
However, as the bear is too able a climber to be thus discouraged,
they, in addition to these common precautions, fix a kind of circle of
sharp knives or scythes round the tree, a little below the hive, which
either prevents the animal from ascending, or impales him when he would
return. But there are some old bears too experienced to be thus caught,
who strike out the spikes with their paws. Against these other means
are resorted to. In the first place, they fix a kind of catapult aloft
on the tree, with a cord suspended, which, when the animal touches, an
arrow is darted down with great vehemence, which transfixes him in the
breast. Another method is, to suspend a plank horizontally on some of
the long branches by cords, in such a manner that it can be drawn at
will before the mouth of the hive, to which it is fastened by a knot
of pliable bark. Upon this plank the bear seats himself in order to
work at the hive. He then commences by loosening the knot, upon which
the plank becomes what boys call a “see-saw;” and the bear is either
precipitated in a moment to the ground, where he is impaled upon sharp
stakes fixed there for the purpose, or, if he does not fall, he is
compelled to leap, or wait trembling on the plank until the owner of
the hive arrives and shoots him at his ease.
Having traversed the country of the Moursalarki Bashkirs, our traveller
visited a small volcano, around which every thing was in full flower
and further advanced than elsewhere, on account of the internal
heat. This volcano was not of ancient date. Many persons then living
remembered the storm during which a thunderbolt fell upon a great
pine-tree, which, taking fire and burning rapidly to the very roots,
kindled the mountain, which had thenceforward continued on fire. The
neighbouring forests were wholly consumed by the conflagration. At this
time the fire seemed to have retired into the centre of the mountain,
where it raged with prodigious violence, occasionally bursting forth
through the wide fissures of the superincumbent crust, which it was
gradually calcining to powder. The view of the volcano during a stormy
night was sublime. Broad openings or cracks, commencing at the summit
of the cone, spread themselves like the veins of a leaf down the
side, branching forth in many directions, as from a trunk; and these,
contrasted with the dark mass of the mountain, and emitting light-red
flames through all their extent, appeared like so many perpetual
streams of lightning in a thunder-cloud.
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