The general filled both glasses, and said, “God makes some men poets. Some He makes kings, some beggars, Me He made a hunter. My hand was made for the trigger, my father said. He owned a quarter of million acres of land in the Crimea, and he was an ardent sportsman. When I was only five years old he gave me a little gun specially made in Moscow for me, to shoot birds with. When I shot some of his prize turkeys with it he did not punish me. Instead he complimented me on my skill. I killed my first bear in the Caucasus when I was ten. My whole life had been one prolonged hunt. I went into the army because it was expected of a nobleman's son. And for a time I commanded a division of Cossack cavalry, but my real interest was always the hunt. I have hunted every kind of game in every land. It would be impossible for me to tell you how many animals I have killed.” Evidence in this paragraph shows that the general is .