"I had a horse once, when I lived in Germany, that I did love.

I loved him so well, that when a man did insult my horse, I made him fight me." Rose exclaimed; Elizabeth smiled significantly; and Winthrop remarked, "So that's the way your love for men shews itself!" "No," said the naturalist, -- "no, -- I never did ask a man to meet me more than that one time.

And I did not hurt him much.
I only want to punish him a little." "Why, Mr.Herder!" Rose repeated.

"I didn't think you would do such a thing." "Everybody fight in Germany," said the naturalist; "they all fight at the Universites -- they _must_ fight.

I found the only way was to make myself so good swordsman that I should be safe." "And have you fought many duels ?" said Elizabeth.
"Yes -- I have fought -- I have been obliged by circumstances to fight a good many.