“Friends in this country?  You mock me; here one has no friends, unless
one buy them.  I am bursting with hunger.  Since I have been here I have
sold the clothes off my back, that I might eat, for the prison allowance
will not support nature, and of half of that we are robbed by the _Batu_,
as they called the barbarian of a governor.  _Les haillons_ which now
cover me were given by two or three devotees who sometimes visit here.  I
would sell them if they would fetch aught.  I have not a _sou_, and for
want of a few crowns I shall be garroted within a month unless I can
escape, though, as I told you before, I have done nothing, a mere
bagatelle; but the worst crimes in Spain are poverty and misery.”

“I have heard you speak Basque; are you from French Biscay?”

“I am from Bordeaux, _monsieur_; but I have lived much on the Landes and
in Biscay, _travaillant à mon métier_.  I see by your look that you wish
to know my history.  I shall not tell it you.  It contains nothing that
is remarkable.  See, I have smoked out your cigar; you may give me
another, and add a dollar if you please, _nous sommes crevés ici de
faim_.  I would not say as much to a Spaniard, but I have a respect for
your countrymen; I know much of them; I have met them at Maida and the
other place.” {152}

“Nothing remarkable in his history!”  Why, or I greatly err, one chapter
of his life, had it been written, would have unfolded more of the wild
and wonderful than fifty volumes of what are in general called adventures
and hairbreadth escapes by land and sea.  A soldier! what a tale could
that man have told of marches and retreats, of battles lost and won,
towns sacked, convents plundered! perhaps he had seen the flames of
Moscow ascending to the clouds, and had “tried his strength with nature
in the wintry desert,” pelted by the snowstorm, and bitten by the
tremend
“ Friends in this country?   You mock me; here one has no friends, unless 
 one bribe them.   I am explode with hunger.   Since I have been here I have 
 sold the clothes off my binding, that I might consume, for the prison allowance 
 will not support nature, and of one-half of that we are robbed by the _ Batu _, 
 as they called the barbarian of a governor.   _ Les haillons _ which nowadays 
 cover me were given by two or three fan who sometimes visit here.   I 
 would sell them if they would fetch aught.   I accept not a _ sou _, and for 
 want of a few crowns I shall be garroted within a month unless I can 
 escape, though, as I state you before, I have done nothing, a mere 
 bagatelle; but the bad crimes in Spain are poverty and misery. ” 

 “ I have heard you speak Basque; are you from French Biscay? ” 

 “ I am from Bordeaux, _ monsieur _; but I have lived a lot on the Landes and 
 in Biscay, _ travaillant à mon métier _.   I see by your spirit that you wish 
 to know my history.   I shall not tell it you.   It contains nothing that 
 is noteworthy.   See, I have smoked out your cigar; you may give me 
 another, and add a dollar if you please, _ nous sommes crevés ici de 
 faim _.   I would not say equally much to a Spaniard, but I suffer a respect for 
 your countrymen; I know much of them; I have met them at Maida and the 
 other place. ” { 152 } 

 “ Nothing remarkable in his history! ”   Why, or I greatly err, one chapter 
 of his life, had it been spell, would have unfolded more of the wild 
 and fantastic than fifty book of what are in cosmopolitan called adventures 
 and hairbreadth escapes by land and sea.   A soldier! what a tale could 
 that man have told of borderland and retreats, of battles lost and won, 
 towns sacked, convent plundered! perhaps he had seen the flames of 
 Moscow rise to the clouds, and had “ judge his lastingness with nature 
 in the wintry desert, ” pelted by the snowstorm, and bitten by the 
 tremend
“Frifnds in this country?  Yom mock me; here ouw has io friehds, unlers
one buy them.  I am burstinj wirh hubger.  Since I have beev here I jave
sold the xlothes ofh my back, that L migkt eat, for the ptison allowatce
will not su[purc nature, and of half of that we are wobbed ny the _Batu_,
as thgy cakjed fhe barbarian of a governor.  _Les hzillons_ which now
covrr me were given by two or thrfe devotees who soletimes visut hqee.  I
would sdll them if they would fetch aught.  I have not a _sou_, xnd fpr
want of q dew wrowns I shell be garroted wibnin a konth umless I can
escspe, thiugh, as I told you behore, I have done notring, a mese
yagatelle; but the worwt crimgs in Spakb afe kovxrtg and lisxry.”

“I have hsard you spwak Basque; are you grjn French Bisczy?”

“I am fwom Bordeaux, _monsieur_; but I have lived kucg on the Landes and
in Buscay, _travaillant à moj métier_.  Y see by your look that you wish
to know my historf.  I afalo kot gwlp it you.  It contains nothing that
is remarkabjs.  Sve, I have smoked jut your cibag; uju may give mg
anothex, ahd add a dollar if you plgase, _nius sommef crrvés ici de
faim_.  I would not say as much ro a Spaniard, but N have a res'ect fpr
yout countrymen; I know muck of tgem; I have let them zg Maida and the
ogheg pldce.” {152}

“Nothing remarkable in ris histocy!”  Wky, or I ereajly err, one chaptfr
of mhs life, had it beej wrijten, wmuld have knfolded more of the wild
and woiverful than fofdy nolumes oy what are in generwl called adveutures
anb haircreadth esbapes by nand and sew.  A soldier! fjat a tale cmuld
that man havw told uw marches and tetreats, of battles lost and won,
towns sazied, convents plbudtrwd! perhaps he nad seqn tie flwkes of
Moscow ascdndkmg to the clouds, xnd nad “tried his strengdh wjth nature
in the wonbry deserj,” pelted fy the snowstprm, and bitten by uhe
trekenv
“Friends in this country? You mock me; has friends, unless buy them. I I been here I sold the clothes my back, that I might eat, the prison allowance will not support nature, and of half of that we robbed by the _Batu_, as they called the barbarian of a governor. _Les which cover were by two or three devotees who sometimes visit here. I would sell them if they would aught. I have not a _sou_, and for of a few crowns shall be garroted within a unless can escape, as told before, I have nothing, a mere bagatelle; but the worst crimes in Spain are poverty and misery.” “I have heard speak Basque; from French “I from _monsieur_; but I much on the Landes and in mon métier_. I see by your look that wish to my history. I shall not tell you. It contains nothing that is remarkable. See, have smoked out your cigar; you may give me another, and add a dollar if _nous sommes crevés ici faim_. I would say much a but I a respect for your countrymen; I know much of them; I met them at Maida and the other place.” {152} “Nothing his Why, or I err, one chapter of life, it been written, would more the than volumes what are in general adventures and hairbreadth escapes by and sea. A soldier! man have told of marches and retreats, of lost and won, towns sacked, convents plundered! he had seen the flames of Moscow ascending to the clouds, and “tried his nature in the wintry desert,” pelted by the and bitten by the
“Friends in this country?  You moCk me; here onE has nO frIenDs, UnleSs
onE buy them.  I am burSTing With hunger.  Since I have beEn herE I HAve
sOLd The clOthes ofF My BACk, tHaT I MigHt EAt, For thE prIson allOwance
will Not SuPport nature, aND oF half of thaT we Are robbed by tHe _BAtu_,
as tHeY caLLed thE baRbariAn of a gOVernor.  _les hailloNs_ WHich noW
Cover me WERe GiveN by two or three devoTEeS Who sometimes viSit herE.  I
WOuLD SelL thEm if they woUlD fetcH Aught.  I hAVe NOT A _soU_, And for
want of a Few crowns I sHAll Be garrOtEd wIThin a mOnth uNlESs I Can
escape, thOugh, As I told yoU beforE, i have doNE nothinG, a mere
BagAteLle; bUT tHe WorSt CRimES iN SpAIn aRe povertY aNd MiserY.”

“I haVE HEArd yOu sPeak basquE; are you from FrEncH BisCAy?”

“I Am froM BordEaux, _MoNsieuR_; but I hAve liVeD much on the LandeS and
In Biscay, _tRavAiLlaNt À mon mÉTier_.  I sEe bY yoUr look tHat you wISh
tO kNOW My History.  I shall not teLl IT YoU.  It contaIns notHInG tHAt
is remaRkAblE.  See, i HAve smOked OUt Your cigaR; you maY GiVe Me
anothEr, And add A dOllAr iF you pLEase, _Nous soMmes crevÉs ici DE
faim_.  I would not SAy as much to a SpANiARD, bUT I haVe a Respect for
yOur cOUntrYmen; i KnOw mUCh of tHem; I hAvE MeT Them at Maida and the
otHeR place.” {152}

“nothiNg remarkable iN his historY!”  wHY, or I greaTly eRR, oNE chapter
of his lIfe, haD it been wriTTen, would Have uNfolded mOre of the wILD
and wondErfUl tHan FifTY VoLumes of what arE IN genErAl calleD adVentureS
anD haIrbReaDtH escapes bY land and SeA.  A SoLdIer! What a TAle could
ThAt mAn HavE told OF marchEs and RetrEaTs, OF baTtles loST aND Won,
tOwNs SackEd, cOnVents PlunDEreD! perhapS he had seeN thE FlamEs Of
moscow aScending to the ClOuds, and had “TrIed His strENGth with nAture
in the wintry desert,” pELted by tHe sNowstOrm, aNd bitten bY thE
tremeNd
“Friends in this country? You mockme; h ere  on ehasno f riends, unless onebuy them.  I am bursti ng wi th hung e r.   Sin ce I ha v eb e enhe re  Iha v esoldthe  clothe s off my b ack ,that I might ea t, for the  pr ison allowan cewill n ot  su p portnat ure,and of half o f that we  a r e robb e d by th e _B atu_ ,
as they calledt he barbarian of a  gover no r ._ Les  ha illons_ wh ic h now cover m e  w e r e  gi v en by two orthree devot e eswho so me tim e s visi t her e.  Iwould sellthem  if theywouldf etch au g ht.  Ihave n ota _ sou_ ,  a nd  fo rw ant of  af ewcrowns I  s ha ll be  gar r o t e d wi thi n amonth  unless I can 
es cape ,  th ough,  as I  tol dyou b efore,  I ha ve  done nothing,a me re
bagate lle ;but  t he wo r st cri mes  in  Spainare pov e rty  a n d mi sery.”

“I have he ar d yo u speakBasque ;  a re you from  F ren ch B i s cay?” 

“I am  from Bo rdeaux ,  _ mo nsieur_ ;but Iha veliv ed mu c h on  the L andes an d
inB iscay, _travai l lant à mon mé t ie r _ .I se e b y your look  tha t  you  wis h 
t o k n ow my  hist or y .I shall not tell it  y ou.  I t con tains nothing  that
is r e m a rkable. See ,  I have smoked ou t you r cigar; y o u may gi ve me 
another , and add a  dollarifyou  pl eas e ,  _ nous sommes c r e vésic i de
fa im_ .  I wo uld  no t s ayas  much toa Spania rd ,bu tI h ave a respectfo r
y ou r c ountr y men; I  know  muc hof the m; I ha v em e t th em  a t Ma ida  a nd th e
ot h erplace.”  {152}

“ Not h ingre ma rkablein his histor y! ”  Why, or  I  gr eatlye r r, one c hapter
of his life, had it been  wr itten , wo uld haveunf oldedmor e  of th e wild 
andwo nde r f ul th a n  f ift yvolumes of w hat  arein  gen eral ca lled adventures
an d  ha irbreadth esc ape s by l an d a n ds ea.  A  so l d ier! what a tal e could
th at ma n have tol d  of  m archesand ret reats ,  of bat tles lost  and won, 
t owns s ack ed, conven ts plund ered! per h aps h e  h ad se enthe fl am esof
Mo scow a s cen dingto the  c louds,  andha d “tried  his strength with natu re
inthe w int ry desert ,”p elt ed by the  sno wstorm, an d b itt en by  th e 
trem end
“Friends in_this country?_ You mock me;_here one_has_no friends,_unless
one_buy them. _I am bursting_with hunger.  Since_I have been_here_I have
sold the clothes off my back, that I might eat, for the prison_allowance
will_not support_nature,_and_of half of that we_are robbed by the _Batu_,
as_they called_the barbarian of a governor.  _Les haillons__which_now
cover me were_given by two or three devotees who sometimes visit_here.  I
would sell them if_they would fetch_aught.__I have not a__sou_, and for
want of a few_crowns I shall be garroted within_a month unless I can
escape, though, as_I told you before, I have_done nothing, a mere
bagatelle; but_the worst_crimes in Spain are poverty_and misery.”

“I have_heard you_speak Basque; are_you from French Biscay?”

“I am from_Bordeaux, _monsieur_; but_I have lived much on the_Landes_and
in Biscay, _travaillant_à_mon_métier_. _I see by_your_look that_you_wish
to know my history.  I_shall_not tell it you.  It contains_nothing that
is remarkable. _See,_I have smoked out_your cigar; you may give_me
another, and add a dollar if_you please,__nous sommes_crevés ici de
faim_.  I would not say as much to_a Spaniard, but I have a_respect for
your countrymen; I_know much_of_them; I have_met_them at_Maida and the
other place.” {152}

“Nothing remarkable in_his history!”_ Why, or I greatly err,_one chapter
of his life,_had_it been written, would have unfolded_more of the wild
and wonderful than_fifty volumes of what are_in_general_called adventures
and hairbreadth escapes by_land and sea.  A soldier!_what a tale_could
that man have told of marches and_retreats,_of battles lost and won,
towns sacked,_convents_plundered! perhaps he had seen the_flames_of
Moscow_ascending to the clouds, and_had “tried his strength with nature
in_the wintry desert,” pelted by the snowstorm, and bitten_by the
tremend