The Sun.
London, England, 1849-08-20 00:00:00

THE JEWS IN HUNGARY.

NEUSTADT, AUG. 7,1849.—1 n my former letter
I described to you the enthusiasm of my Hungarian
countrymen, and that of the Jews in particular, since
which the success which has attended the Hungarian
arms has raised it to a height unknown in modern
history, and considering the inequality of the struggle
—a dwarf with two giants—l compare our present
war to that of the handful of Maccabees against the
overwhelming force of the Syro- Greeks. Indeed, the
motto of the standard in the company where my son
serves, is the same as that of the Maccabees of old,
" Macbe," the Hebrew initials of which are, " Who
is like unto thee, 0 Lord, among the gods ? " It is
a remarkable circumstance, that though we are losing
men every week, I may say every day, for there is
hardly a day p2sring in which some skirmish or sally
does not take place, yet our ranks, so far from being
thinned, daily augment from the voluntary influx
of men, young and old, Rho sell their little stock of
goods, or their farm, and purchase weapons with the
money to defend their liberty. But above all, we
must prostrate ourselves before the Ruler of Provi-
dence, and offer Him our warmest thanks for keeping
away all kind of sickness, fever and plagues, such as
are raging in the camp of our enemies, where they
are falling rapidly before the great drought which
prevailed lately, and the foulness of the poisonous
waters which they are obliged to drink. Indeed, to
us apply the words of the Psalmist, " Thou shalt
not be afraid for the terror by night ; nor for the
arrow that flieth by day ; nor for the pestilence that
walketh in darkness ; nor for the destruction that
wasteth at noon-day." And how awfully exact are
the next words, " A thousand shall fall at thy side,
and ten thousand at thy right hand ; but it shall not
come nigh thee !" .My youngest son, who is not yet
eighteen years old, says in his last letter, "In the
short time that I have been in the army, I witnessed
scenes, not in our camp, but in that of the retreating
enemy, which nearly paralysed me. The loathsome
sickness, increased by venomous food, which made
the soldier writhe in agony like a worm, which I
often saw, is more than I can endure. Poor innocent
Austrian soldiers, why should you be doomed to
suffer for the mercenary aggrandisement and vices
of your despotic Ministers and courtiers, for the bar-
barities of your generals ? We yesterday fell in with
several straggling Austrian soldiers in the miserable
condition just described, and we at once fed, clothed,
tended, and let them go. They have deserted, and can-
not return to the army. We rescued them from death,
though the Austrians show no mercy if any of us
fall into their hands. But we are fighting for life
and liberty, and why should we deprive those of it
who cannot endanger ours ? The number of Hun-
garians now fighting is not very short of a million,
besides Germans, Poles, and Italians, who amount
together to no less than twenty-five thousand. 'We
have
this great advantage over the enemy, that we
fight voluntarily, and brave all the dangers and hard-
ships of war, like the sailor in a storm. Every Hun-
garian fights as if
the issue of the battle depended
upon him. The
Austrians, however, fight against
their inclination
;andyou, even the Russians would
as threr be with us, than
eath
froth good authority, I can tell
they call
thatti months
eigllo-.fee
jlienig.
towards us which they did three