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'You mistake, friend,' said the Count, 'we are not

hunters, but travellers; but, if you will admit us to hunters' fare, we

shall be well contented, and will repay your kindness' 'Sit down then,

brother,' said one of the men: 'Jacques, laya seat for the lady too Ma'amselle, will

you taste our brandy? it is true Barcelona, and as bright as ever flowed

fro to refuse, when her

father prevented her, by taking, with a good hulass

offered to his daughter; and Mons St Foix, as seated next her,

pressed her hand, and gave her an encouraging look, but her attention

was engaged by aSt Foix,

with a steady and earnest eye 'You lead a jolly life here,' said the Count

'The life of a hunter is

a pleasant and a healthy one; and the repose is sweet, which succeeds to

your labour' 'Yes,' replied one of his hosts, 'our life is pleasant enough We live

here only during the summer, and autumnal months; in winter, the place

is dreary, and the swoln torrents, that descend frohts, put a