Stories of persons and places in Europe . re the breeze, faster than ever. Underneath the tall grasses and burian a busy little world will be found-all out of sight if one but glances over the plain. Long trains of ants maybe seen crossing in all directions ; huge spiders stretching their treacherousbridges from stalk to stalk; and butterflies, bees, locusts, and grasshoppers,jumping, flying, buzzing, and humming about by myriads ; bustards start upfrom their nests in the burian; hawks and kites dart about, looking for prey;moles and marmots sun themselves at their doorways; hares come leaping
Stories of persons and places in Europe . re the breeze, faster than ever. Underneath the tall grasses and burian a busy little world will be found-all out of sight if one but glances over the plain. Long trains of ants maybe seen crossing in all directions ; huge spiders stretching their treacherousbridges from stalk to stalk; and butterflies, bees, locusts, and grasshoppers,jumping, flying, buzzing, and humming about by myriads ; bustards start upfrom their nests in the burian; hawks and kites dart about, looking for prey;moles and marmots sun themselves at their doorways; hares come leapingthrough the grass; and the wolf slinks into her hiding place beneath aclump of weeds, where she tries to protect her young from their numerousenemies. Suddenly from out of the distance comes a tuban of half-wild steppehorses, dashing along on their way to a watering-place. Yery beautifulthey look, with their long, waving manes reaching nearly to their knees andheavy tails sweeping the ground, as they fly along after their dashing 14 Persons and Places in Europe. Following the drove on his own swift steed is, perhaps, a Tartar, arkanin hand, bent upon capturing one of the fine creatures before him. Thisarkan is a leathern sling, which the Tartars throw with as much dexterityas the Mexican does his lasso, and never fails to bring out his horse fromthe very centre of the drove if he chooses. When the horses hear the arkanwhizzing over their heads, they rush out in every direction to get away fromthe victim, rearing and kicking each other to make a clearing; the air isfilled with neighing and snorts of pain, until they break out of each othersway and speed away over the plain. But a cry from the leader brings thescattered ranks together again, and on they go, forgetful of danger in theirwild enjoyment of freedom. A Steppe oisr Fire.—Every year the Russian peasant sets fire to hisportion of the steppe, in order to overcome the troublesome burian and makeroom for his crops
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