another tune that she named.
He was never mischievous, but had that gentleness of manners which I
hold to be characteristic of our nature, at least till we become
carnivorous, and hunters, or warriors. He feeds at present as the
farmer and his wife do; but, as I was told by an old woman who
remembered to have seen him when he first came to Hertfordshire,
which she computed to be about fifty-five years before, he then fed
much on leaves, particularly of cabbage, which she saw him eat raw.
He was then, as she thought, about fifteen years of age, walked
upright, but could climb trees like a squirrel. At present he not
only eats flesh, but has acquired a taste for beer, and even for
spirits, of which he inclines to drink more than he can get.

"The old farmer with whom he lived before he came to his present
situation informed me that Peter had that taste before he came to
him. He has also become very fond of fire, but has not acquired a
liking for money; for though he takes it he does not keep it, but
gives it to his landlord or landlady, which I suppose is a lesson
they have taught him. He retains so much of his natural instinct
that he has a fore-feeling of bad weather, growling, and howling,
and showing great disorder before it comes on."

Another philosopher, who made him a visit, obtained the following
luminous information:--

"Who is your father?"

"King George."

"What is your name?"

"Pe-ter."

"What is _that_?" (pointing to a dog.)

"Bow-wow."

"What are you?"

"Wild man."

"Where were you found?"

"Hanover."

"Who found you?"

"King George."

About the year 1746 he ran away, and, entering Scotland, was
arrested as an English spy. His captors endeavored to force from him
some terrible disclosure, but could obtain nothing, not even an
answer, and it was something of a puzzle to them to determine
exactly what they had captured.

They at last resolved to inflict punishment upon him for his
obstinacy, but were deterred by a lady who recognized him and
disclosed his history.

In his latter years he made himself useful to the farmer with whom
he lived, but he required constant watchfulness, else he would make
grave blunders. An amusing anecdote is told of his manner of working
when left to himself.

He was required, during the absence of his guardian, to fill a cart
with compost, which he did; but, h