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last-named general (of whom Schles- Presently, however, one of his staffinger has given many interesting officers came to remind him that, details,) we find an interesting and before the next day's battle, they authentic anecdote in Sajó's vigorous expected to hear the speech he military sketch, entitled The Two had promised them. Brides.
" Devil take it !" cried the General. Dámjánics and his troops encamped That was what made me shake in my in the night at two leagues from Szol- boots. But never fear, it shall be dono nok. In order of battle, and without I will venture it—the speech you watch-fires, they there awaited the shall have." signal to advance. The signal was the IIe had drawn out his plan of sound of cannon, fired beyond the battle in a quarter of an hour. But Theiss.
morning dawned whilst he was still The Hungarian General had already hammering at his speech. fought many battles, won many vic- The troops stood in order of battle. tories, taken many standards. When Dámjánics rode along the front of the he began a battle, he stationed him- line. Everybody knew he was to self in front of his army, looked where make a speech, and what a cruel task the foe was strongest, shouted “Mir it was to him. nach!" * and rushed forward, over- Before the colours of the ninth batthrowing and crushing all before him. talion he halted, raised his hat and It was his way.
spoke : There were persons who did not " Comrades !" like this way, and who wearied him At that instant the artillery beyond with assurances that, to be a renowned the Theiss boomed out its first disgeneral, it is not enough to win charge. The General's face glowed, battles; one must also leave perma- he forgot phrases and oration, tore nent evidence of merit, to be handed his sabre from the scabbard, pressed down to future generations; one must his schako down upon his brow, andmake speeches, issue proclamations, “Yonder is the foe : follow me!” and so forth.
he shouted in a voice of thunder. A So it came to pass, when he marched tremendous hurrah was his army's away from the Banat, that he ad- reply, as they followed their leader, dressed to the hostile party in the with the speed and impetuosity of a province a proclamation which has torrent, to the familiar encounter of become celebrated. It was word for the Austrian cannon. word as follows:
“Why is it,” said Dámjánics, as “ Ye dogs!
he limped up to the gallows, after “I depart. But I shall come back seeing seven of his brave comrades again.
exccuted before his eyes, on the morn"If in the interval you dare to stir, ing of the fatal sixth of October 1849 I will extirpate you from the face of -“ why is it that I, who have ever the earth ; and then, that the seed been foremost in the fight, must here of the Serbs may be extinct, I, the be the last ? " That was no empty last of them, will shoot myself.” boast in the dying man's mouth. “To
The success of this first attempt so Dámjánics," says Schlesinger," after encouraged the General, that, after Görgey, belongs the glory of all the much persuasion, he gave a solemn battles from `Hatvan to Komorn. promise to make a speech to his army From the commencement of the movewhen next they went into action. ment, he was the boldest champion of
On the eve of the battle, Dámjánics the national cause.” And whatever felt his spirits extraordinarily low. his staff and his Austrian executioners
“Strange,” thought he to himself, may have argued from his oratorical "never yet have I trembled at the incapacity and his ignominous death, approach of a fight, but now I feel as neither, assuredly, will prevent his if I had no stomach for it.” And he name's' preservation on posterity's sought within himself the cause of this list of patriot-heroes, even though he unaccustomed mood, but all in vain. should never obtain the monument
which it has been predicted that Hun- were all that was now wanting. One gary will one day erect to him, upon fine morning we receiyed a hunthe spot where he mounted the scaf- dred and fifty bran-new — blackingfold.
boxes ! Before proceeding to the longest and " . Engem ucse,' said the lieutenant: most remarkable sketch in the volume, “'tis good ; instead of boots they send we will extract the beginning and end us blacking.' And next day, when of a humorous paper, written in true the little gray general passed a review, soldier's style, entitled From the Me- our company marched past with their moirs of a Quartermaster.
bare feet blacked and polished, and “I never saw such a man as my with spurs drawn in chalk upon their lieutenant. It is not because he was heels. The general laughed at first, my lieutenant that I say so, but a mer- and then reprimanded the major. The rier fellow was not to be found in the major laughed too, and scolded the army. Were I a poet or a scholar, I captain. Finally, the captain abused would make a fine romance out of his my lieutenant, who abused him in adventures ; but as I unfortunately return; but, as the one understood no lack the learning, I must be content to Hungarian, and the other no German, set down a few odd incidents of our the dispute led to nothing. joyous camp-life, just as they occur to “At last we got ourselves shod, by my memory. It gives me pleasure to gloriously ransacking a Wallachian recall these anecdotes of my late mas- village, and thrusting our feet into the ter, who was lieutenant in the volun- red boots the women had left behind teers. Those who knew him will not them. Thenceforward our company have forgotten how gay a wooer he was known everywhere as the regiwas with women, and how brave a ment of Red Boots.' soldier in war.
“In our first engagement we had “They transferred us to a battalion not much to do. The enemy fired at that lay in Siebenbiirgeu, and which us from a distance, whilst we stood was not yet completely equipped. Our still and looked at them. Some of the principal wants were muskets and recruits bobbed their heads aside when cartouch-boxes. Nobody had a great they saw the shot coming through the coat; and, in another respect, the air. * Don't shake your head, my battalion was quite uniform, for every man,' the lieutenant would say ; ' you one went barefoot. My lieutenant might chance to knock it against a often complained to the captain, who cannon-ball.' In the second action had been a Bohemian forester, and we took a gun from the enemy. It afterwards a coffee-roaster in Pesth, came up very near us and unlimbered; but who, when his daughter's husband but, before it had time to fire a shot, was promoted to be major of our bat- my lieutenant made the soldiers betalion, was by him appointed captain lieve it was one of our own guns; that
- to him, I say, the lieutenant repeat the enemy were about to capture it; edly complained that the poor soldiers and could we suffer this? We could were frozen, and should at least be not suffer it, and rushed on: a few supplied with greatcoats. But all in shots met us ; but before we well vain ; the superior officers gambled knew what we did, the gun was in our the money sent them by Government power. The whole was over in less for the equipment of the troops; and time than I take to tell it. all my lieutenant could obtain from “ From that day forward nobody the ex-coffee-roaster was a bon-mot made fun of the Red Boots, and soon which Napoleon, he said, had ad- were supplied with muskets. dressed to his soldiers when they Many of these were hardly fit to fire complained in Egypt of bad clothing: with ; but bayonet and butt were
Avec du pain et du fer on peut aller always there, wherewith to thrust and à Chine.'
strike. “The lieutenant made me write these words on one hundred and fifty “It was in the dog-days. For small slips of paper, pinned these upon three months we had received no pay. bis men's shoulders, and said—'There, At last, to silence my lieutenant's my lads, are your greatcoats.' Boots terrible expostulations, they sent us
money – fifteen notes of a hundred who lay upon the ground. The warm florins each.
heart's-blood flowed from a wound in “ The salaries of Government offi- bis breast; in his hand he held a cials were paid in fifteen-kreuzer pistol and the letter he had that mornpieces; the money we soldiers wanted, ing received. for our daily bread, was sent in hun. « The letter announced the catadred-florin notes. Of course, nothing strophe of Vilagos. In two minutes could be easier, in the Wallach ham- he was dead. lets in which we were cantoned, than "Thus did my lieutenant make a to get small change for fifteen hundred- fool of me at last. florin notes.
“Such a merry fellow was my “ Whilst my lieutenant was grum- lieutenant." bling over this, and puzzling his head The various memoirs of the Hunhow to divide these few large notes garian war record more than one ininto many small ones, a courier arrived stance of self-destruction and insanity, and brought him a letter.
amongst the enthusiastic defenders of “ The lieutenant read the letter, and the Magyar cause, consequent upon laughed out loud. Then he ordered a Görgey's shameful surrender, and parade. He was the only officer pre- the final downfall of their cherished sent. Two captains and a major hopes. As far as the suicide goes, were constantly rambling about, and therefore, there is nothing improbable seldom saw their battalion, but left in the conduct of the eccentric lieueverything to my lieutenant. So he tenant. Passing over several shorter ordered the drums to beat for muster; papers, for the most part clever and and when the men were assembled, he spirited, we come to the striking informed them that their pay had tale, or rather series of scenes, entitled come just in the nick of time. Then George of St Thomas, which, besides he produced the fifteen hundred being the most carefully finished of florins* and a pair of scissors, these sketches, includes several of the made the soldiers file past, and most terrible and romantic histocut off a slip of the notes for each rical incidents of that war. Its conone of them. It was the only way struction is favourable to extract, to divide them.
and we propose to translate such por“This done, he came singing and tions of it as our limits will allow, and whistling into his quarters, laughed therewith close our notice of the and cut jokes, played a thousand Schlachtfelderblüthen aus Ungarn. The pranks, and at last called to me, and first chapter is headedasked if I had a dry cloth at hand, to wipe up something
THE FIEND'S FESTIVAL. "I answered that I had.
It was dark night in the town of “Go and fetch it, then.' And he St Thomas. Not a star was visible. continued to laugh and jest, and Well was it that the heavens saw not seemed in most wonderful good bu- what then occurred upon earth. mour. 'Make haste,' he shouted after Men who had grown gray together me, as I hurried to fetch the cloth. in love and friendship, dwelling in the I felt quite sure he was going to play same street, under the very same roof, me some famous trick, he looked so who were bound to each other by ties sly and comical when he gave me the of blood and kindred, of gratitude and order.
duty, who were wont to share each “Whilst I sought for a towel, I other's joys and griefs, began, upon a heard the report of a firearm in the sudden, as if frantic with infernal innext room. Towel in hand, I threw spirations, to plot each other's exteropen the door. The room was fall of mination, and to fill their souls with smoke.
bloody hatred against those who had “What am I to wipe up ?' I asked. never wronged them. "This blood !' said the lieutenant, It was St Eustace' day. The Rait
The notes issued from Kossuth's bank-note press were, of course, worthless when the revolution was suppressed.
zen * assembled in their church, to tervals from the adjacent country, as worship God, as they said. But no vehicles, stuck fast in the treacherous words of God were there, nor solemn swamps, were overtaken, and the luckorgan-notes; wild voices announced less fugitives ruthlessly butchered. At approaching horrors, and the sainted last these heart-rending sounds also roof resounded with strains ominous ceased. Voices of complaint were no of strife.
longer audible, but in their stead, in The town's-people were tranquil. more than one quarter of the illuminThose amongst them who noticed that ated town, were heard music, and their neighbours' windows were lighted dancing, and merriment. up, and who saw gloomy faces hur- It was long past midnight when a rying to the church, said to them- cart drove through the streets of St selves, “ To-day the Raitzen hold Thomas. In it sat a man wrapped in high festival ;" and thought no more his cloak, marvelling greatly at the of it, but went their ways to bed. lights in the houses, and the sounds Towards midnight the alarm-bell of festivity and joy. At his own housesounded, the doors of the temple open- door he stopped his horse. To his ed, and the nocturnal revel began. great surprise, bis dwelling also was
With wild howl the excited mob lighted up, and within were sounds burst into the houses of their sleeping of music, a hum of voices, and noise neighbours. It was as though they of dancing feet. Astounded and had some ancient and inveterate anxious, he stepped silently to a wingrudge to avenge, so fierce and bitter dow, and through it he beheld a crowd was the fury with which they mur- of well-known faces. The company, dered all whose windows showed no fushed with wine and excitement, lights — the token the Raitzen had sang and shouted, and drank out of his adopted, lest by error they should glasses, and danced madly round the assail each other's dwellings.
room. They were all old acquaintIn two hours the Magyar population ances, and inhabitants of the town. of the town was exterminated, with Ignorant of the events of the night, the exception of a scanty few who the man thought he was dreaming. escaped in carts and carriages. These, Presently his attention was attracthowever, were pursued; and when the ed by the licentious garb and deuproar in the town, the sounds of strife meanour of a woman, who circulated and lamentation, and the clang of amongst the guests with loud laugh bells, were hushed, cries of agony and and libertine gestures, sharing in and despair were still heard issuing at in- stimulating the orgies. At first, he
The name of Raitzen is synonymous with Serbs. “ Arsenius Czernojewic, under Leopold I., transplanted a large colony of Serbs from the ancient Rascia to Hungary. Hence the name Razen, Raczen, Raitzen.
“ The Serbs first aimed the poniard at their German and Magyar neighbours. . . Isolated scenes of murder, perpetrated by the Serbs against the Magyars and Germans, who inhabit that district, (the Bacska, or country of Bacs, between the Danube and the Theiss,) led the way to a series of sanguinary atrocities, such as our age had hoped never to see repeated. The commencement of hostilities is due to the SclavoWallachian race ; old, long-restrained hate, combined with an innate thirst for blood, marked the rising of the South Selavonian races from the first as one of the bloodiest oharacter, in which murder was both means and end. No revolution of modern times -the great French Revolution not excepted--is blackened with such horrible atrocities as this : the details may be found in the Serbian and Magyar journals ; and one would fain have hoped that the accounts on both sides were exaggerated. Unhappily, such a hope is illusory ; nor can the historian indulge it without falsifying the truth. Deeds have been perpetrated which call to mind the Hurons and Makis of the American forests. Like them, the Serbs were masters in the art of torture and murder ; like them, they made their unhappy victims previously undergo all the dreadful steps of torment, prolonging the transition from life to death with a refinement of cruelty ; like them, they vaunted the deeds of horror, and honoured their executioners as heroes. . . . . Such unheard-of atrocities inevitably called forth retaliation. Magyars and Germans became savages among savages.”—SCHLESINGER, Pulsky's edition, i. 22-24.
could not discern who this woman man, "for this you shall wecp tears was. Then he recognised her. It of blood." was his own wife.
“Weep! 1?-who ever saw me “Hold !” he shouted, and strode weep? You may slay me, you may into the room where these saturnalia torture me, or tear me limb from were in progress. He knew not what limb. There are enough of you to do to do or say ; it were hard to find a it. But weep you shall not see me, word which should express the rage though you burst for impotent rage." that possessed him.
“Weep thou shalt, and 'tis I will “ Hold!” he thundered out, every make thee. Know that it is I who fibre quivering with fury, “what do seduced your wife, and for whom she ye here?"
betrayed you." The guests stood aghast at that “That is thy shame, not mine." apparition of wrath. The boldest "All thy kinsmen are slain." started at sight of the man, as he “Better they should lie dead in the stood amongst them, terrible and street than breathe the same air with deadly pale. For a while none dared thee." approach him. He went up to his “Thy property is annihilated." wife, a dark-baired, black-eyed, red- “ May God destroy those who did cheeked wanton, who stood as if it." turned to stone. He fixed his eyes “ Truly, thou art a cool fellow. upon hers with a deadly gaze. But-you had a daughter,-a fair and “On your knees !”
innocent child." The woman stirred not.
George looked at his tormentor, “On your knees, wretch !” vocife- and shuddered. rated the husband; and struck her in " Lina, I think, was her name,' the face, so that she fell to the continued the Serb, drawling out his ground.
words with a refinement of cruelty. “ Hold, dog!” was shouted on all “ What—what mean you ? " asked sides. The Raitzen rushed forward, the trembling father. and the man was seized by twenty “A comely maiden, by my word. hands. He struggled against them, Fair to look upon, is she not ?" grasped the throat of one, and relaxed “ The devil seize thee! What not his clutch, even when thrown next?" down and trampled under foot, until “So young and delicate, and yet-he had choked his adversary to death. six husbands. Hard to choose. Your They bound his hands and thrust him wife could not decide to which she into a corner. The Raitzen formed a should belong. I stepped in, and circle about him.
settled the matter. I married her“What would ye of me?" he asked, to all six-_” He burst into fiendthe blood flowing from his mouth. ish laughter.
“What would we? Look around Mute and giddy with horror, the you. See you not that all here are father raised himself from the ground. Raitzen ? " replied a tall dark-browed “I am sorry," continued the Serb, Serb, scowling scornfully and cruelly “that you were not here for the at the sufferer.
wedding." “And I a Magyar. What then?” “May God's justice fall upon you!"
“Ask thy neighbours. Hast thou shrieked the wretched father, stilling not heard that to-day is our festival? his tears. But the parent's heart The festival of the extermination of overpowered the pride of the man. the Magyars. You are one: the last He fell with his face upon the ground, in the town. All the others are dead. and wept-tears of blood. As the last, you shall choose the man- “Lift him up," said Basil, “ that ner of your death."
we may see him weep for the first “So you are the executioner, time in his life. Weep a little, George; Basil ?”
and you, sot, tune up your pipes, that "I? I am the chosen of my people.” he may have accompaniment to his
With indescribable loathing, the Magyar spat in his face.
And thereupon the drunken band "Scoundrel !” yelled the insulted began to dance round their victim