. The travels and surprising adventures of Baron Munchausen; . fhiced my pistols under my arm, and laid down onthe snow, where I slept so soundly that I did notopen my eyes till full daylight. It is not easy toconceive my astonishment, to find myself in themidst of a village, lying in a churchyard ; nor wasmy horse to be seen, but I heard him soon afterneigh somewhere above me. On looking upwards,I beheld him hanging by his bridle to the weather-cock of the steeple. Matters were now very plainto me: the village had been covered with snowover-night; a sudden change of weather had takenplace; I
. The travels and surprising adventures of Baron Munchausen; . fhiced my pistols under my arm, and laid down onthe snow, where I slept so soundly that I did notopen my eyes till full daylight. It is not easy toconceive my astonishment, to find myself in themidst of a village, lying in a churchyard ; nor wasmy horse to be seen, but I heard him soon afterneigh somewhere above me. On looking upwards,I beheld him hanging by his bridle to the weather-cock of the steeple. Matters were now very plainto me: the village had been covered with snowover-night; a sudden change of weather had takenplace; I had sunk dow^n to the churchyard, whileasleep, gently, and in the same proportion as the. BARON MdNCHAUSEN. >?> snow had melted away ; and what in the dark I hadtaken to be a stump of a little tree appearing abovethe snow, to which I had tied my horse, proved tohave been the cross or weather-cock of the steeple. Without long consideration, I took one of my pis-tols, shot the bridle in two, brought down the horse,and proceeded on my journey. [Here the Baronseems to have forgot his feelings; he should cer-tainly have ordered his horse a feed of corn, afterfasting so long.] He carried me w^ell. Advancing into the interiorparts of Kussia, I found travelling on horsebackrather unfashionable in winter; therefore I submit-ted, as I always do, to the custom of the country,took a single-horse sledge, and drove briskly to-wards St. Petersburg!!. I do not exactly recollectwhether it was in Eastland or Jugemanland, but Iremember that in the midst of a dreary forest, 1spied a terrible wolf making after me, with all thespeed of ravenous winter hunger. He soon over-took me. There w
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