THE ROMANCE OF THE WOODS
by
F. J. WHISHAW.
Author of "Out of Doors in Tsarland."
London,
Longmans Green & Co.
and New York.
1895
All rights reserved
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I. | ON A RUSSIAN MOOR | 1 |
II. | IN AMBUSH AT THE LAKE-SIDE | 33 |
III. | A DAY AFTER CRAWFISH | 55 |
IV. | A FINLAND PARADISE | 75 |
V. | AFTER DUCKS ON LADOGA | 105 |
VI. | ABOUT BEARS: BY ONE OF THEM | 115 |
VII. | THE FOLK-LORE OF THE MOUJIK | 185 |
VIII. | THE BEAR THAT DIED OF CURSES | 212 |
IX. | AMONG THE WOOD-GOBLINS | 232 |
X. | AN UNBAPTIZED SPIRIT | 253 |
XI. | A WITCH! A WITCH! | 273 |
THE ROMANCE OF THE WOODS
I once had a strange dream. I dreamed that I was dead, and that dyingI suddenly discovered all my preconceived ideas as to the future stateto have been entirely erroneous, at any rate in so far as concernedsuch persons as myself—the respectable middle class, so to call it,of mundane sinners. Had I belonged to the aristocracy of piety andgoodness, which, alas! I did not, or had I occupied a position at thelower end of the list, other things might have befallen me, better orworse, as the case deserved; but being, as I say, one of the decentlyrespectable middle-class sinners, I was shown, in this foolish dreamof mine, into a committee-room marked No. 2, and there informed thatsince I was neither very good nor very bad, my present destiny was tocontinue to inhabit this planet for a number of years—I forget howmany—not, indeed, in my present corporeal form, but as a spiritualessence; and that I might select any place this side of the darkriver, the Styx, as my temporary abode, there to live in Nature's