The Sun.
London, England, 1867-06-14 00:00:00

full of dignity and grace, not to the right or left,
but straight before her.

All day the crowds in the streets kept holyday,
and at 6 o'clock the benches of the Tribunes on the
quays, the suspension bridge, and the windows com-
manding the stream were filled for the regatta.
The Danube is here about 400 yards broad. At
night the main streets were almost blocked up by
the population of the cities and the strangers at-
tracted by the illuminations, which were somewhat
marred by a very high wind. Nevertheless, the
hill of Buda, the Palace, forts, and suburbs, the
lines of the streets, the quays, a blaze of light; the
bridge pregnant with rockets, blue-lights, and in-
cessant pyrotechny—all Pesth, clear as day with
gaslights, lamp, and candles, were well worth
looking at, and afforded much pleasure to the mul-
titude, whose delight knew no b'unds when they
perceived that the Kingand Queen were among them,
enjoying the spectacle also. It is said their Majes-
ties got out of their open carriage and walked on
foot through the streets, but it is dangerous to
state as a fact anything which the eye has not
seen just at present, as the air is filled with feathers
from wild dueks' wings. Some such feather it was,
perhaps, which noted down the statement that there
would be a requiem held at Buda for the death of
the Hungarian constitution while the coronation was
taking place, for no record of such an event has since
come out. Again, as to M. Kossuth, jun. Some say
be went away voluntarily, others that he was warned
to depart or politely requested to leave, and certain
others aver he never was in Pesth at all. One would
think the presence of a young gentleman on his
travels, however clever, could not be of much
consequence. But names are identified with
principles, and popular feeling hangs on them
all sorts of votive offerings. There were some yes-
terday in the banquet-hall who were quite interested
in watching a middle-aged man, with a bald fore-
head and a light-coloured moustache, as he sat in a
kind of private box, with a clientelle of gentlemen
in black around, looking intently on the scene be-
low. It was the Count of Chambord, who has been
present at the ceremony, in which he takes a great
interest. Perhaps the keen eye of the Duke of Gra-
mont, whose tall and stately presence was easily
distinguishable in the midst of the diplomatists,
twinkled as he caught a glimpse of the melancholy
exile. The Crown Prince of Hanover is also here,
but Baron Werther probably does not think much
of the matter. The Prussians are not regarded
with such disfavour at Pesth as at Vienna, and
they may feel that the Hungarians have reason to
be grateful.

This morning the Coronation gifts were presented
to their Majesties. A deputation from both Houses
of the Diet brought an offering from the nation of
100,000 ducats, and at the same time specimens of
the chief productions of the country, after being
carried in procession through the two cities, were, in
accordance with ancient custom, laid at the feet of
the King and Queen. They consisted of various kinds
of bread, borne on traps by the bakers ; enormous
sturgeons from the Danube, suspended on poles and
carried by fishermen ; a waggon-load of flowers and
vegetables, surrounded by young girls dressed in
white, with scarves of the national colours; several
waggon-loads of wheat, barley, and rye, in white
sacks, with variously coloured inscriptions ; au
enormous waggon with sacks of flour, another with
casks of wine, &c. Among and between these
marched young bakers, butchers, peasants, vintners,
&c., with flying flags, and a gipsy band of music.
The whole presented a most animated spectacle ;
but the greatest enthusiasm was created among the
crowd by two magnificent oxen, their horns gilt,
and gaily decorated with flowers and ribands ; and,
still more, by a young horse, led by two csikos in
flowing white linen garments, their open shirt-
sleeves trailing almost on the ground. The csikos
are lads who Hire all the year round in the open
air, attending the numerous herds of half-wild
horses on the plains of the Danube and the
Theiss, and they are the heroes of rural romance
in Hungary.

MARKETS.—This day.