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THE RING;

A TRUE NARRATIVE.

FROM THE RUSSIAN.

"Look, who comes yonder, towards our house, in an open sledge with three horses?" cried the major's lady, as she happened to look through the window.

Her husband, Major Sundukow, to whom this question was addressed, rose slowly from the oaken sofa supported by eagles' claws with a ball in each, and stepped to the window.

"There are two persons in the sledge," continued his wife. "One of them has a white feather in his hat. Dear me! who can it be?"

"Why, who else but our neighbour, Chabarow, and his son," replied the major. "I quite forgot to tell you that while I was out a-hunting yesterday, I met the steward, who told me that his young master was come home on leave of absence. Go and see about some breakfast—tell Glafira to make herself a little

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