It was this religious unity, blazed into activity by the presence across the borders of unbelieving nations, that alone indicated the germ of a political body in this gathering of men, who otherwise lived the audacious lives of a band of highway robbers.

"There was, however," says Gogol, "none of the austerity of the Catholic knight in them; they bound themselves to no vows or fasts; they put no self-restraint upon themselves or mortified their flesh, but were indomitable like the rocks of the Dnieper among which they lived, and in their furious feasts and revels they forgot the whole world.

That same intimate brotherhood, maintained in robber communities, bound them together.

They had everything in common--wine, food, dwelling.

A perpetual fear, a perpetual danger, inspired them with a contempt towards life.