Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Volume 54, No. 334, August 1843

chapter into a light for his cigar, there was an end of our morning's

work. How could we read? That was what we always said, and there was some truth in it.

Mr Branling's reading fit was soon over too; and having cursed the natives for barbarians, because there was not a pack of harriers within ten miles, which confirmed him in the opinion he had always expressed of their...