The republic. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1849-1853, 1850-10-09
TIL E Il e P u B BLIC.
Miss ApOlOnia JsgieIlo.


Everybody has heard of the Hungarian heroine,
Miss APoLoSIA JAGIELLo, whose arrival in this
country few months since greeted with such
general reclamation, and whose feminine graccs
were the theme Of universal panegyric. This
young lady, having soon after her arrival in the
United States formally declared her intention to
become citizen thereof, has for the present taken
up her abode in this city, and is now a boarding
scholar Mt one of our pivate female seminaries,
where she is studying to make herself thoroughly
acquainted with the language, institutions, and
manners aud customs Of our people. The following
extracts from description of her, from the pen OF
one Of her own sex-an American authoress-will
doubtless prove not unacceptable to our readers in
general:
81 know that some of my gentle and delicate
countrywomen may shrink from contemplation
OF the martial career of Mile Jagiello regard
| it with amazement and half-fearful admiration.
But they must remember for what a country she
fought, with what an enemy she contended Low
ing Poland with love which had all the strength
and iervor of a religion, and hating its naughty
and brutal oppressors with all the intensity of a
high and passionate nature, when the hour of up
rising and fierce struggle came at last could she
do otherwise than join her brothers: To cheer
them with her inspiring voice-to strike with them
Tor the one glorious cause-a great purpose, max
ing strong her girlish arm, the dawn of great
hope Frightening in her eyes Ah those beau
tiful eyes How often must her brave followers,
Wnen SAD ana Ql5heartened, have turned TO them
for cheer and guidance, drinking fresh courage
from those fountains OF light.
1.-The eagerness with which our heroine took part
in the Hungarian revolution proved that her patri
otlsn was not confined within the narrow limits of
her native land-that she loved freedom even more
than Poland. In the situation which she SO readi-
ly filled in the hospital at Comorn, the patient
nurse Of the wounded and the comforter of the dy-
ing she revealed beneath the heroism of the soldier
the tenderness of the wonlan-a heart within
heart. The hand which had clenched the sword
with firm grasp, and been stained with the base
blood OF the Austrian, looked very soft and fair
it snoohed the pillow of the sick, held the cool
ing draught to fever parched lips; and the eye
which had looked steadily on the mad rush, the
flame and tumult of the fight, and flashed lis beau
ttul defiance in the face Of the advancing foe,
grew wondrous pitful as it gazed upon the bleed
ing and prostrate patriot, and dropped fast tears
on the dead brow OF a fellow soldier.
"The daughters of Poland and Hung airy ar a fine
race of women. They do not assume the garb, and
take the arms OF soldier, do his terrible work,
because they are stern, and hard and warlike by
nature but because all that is dear to them earth
home, honor, liberty, and love-are at stake.
They fight with, and for the beet loved Of their
hearts-their great hearts, which cannot compre-
hcnd feeling that would cause them to shrink
from the side Of a father, husband, or a brother,
in the hour of EXTREMIST peril. Their courage,
after all, is OF that quality which
Is but the tender ferceness of the dove,
Pecking the hand that hovers 'oer its mate
- MlIe Jaglello ls now with US. She seem5 to re-
gard the land OF her adoption with admiration and
Affection, though looking its beauty and grandeur
through the fearful eyes of exile.
Those Of my readers who have seen the
Hungarian, rather Polish heroine, may be inter.
ested in hearing something of her PERSONAL. She
! IL now about twenty Jour, OF medium height, and
quite slender. Her arm and hand are especially
delicate and beautiful and her figure round and
graceful. She is brunette, with large dark eyes,
and black, abundant hair. Her lips have an ex-
preston OF great determination, bot her smile is
altogether charming. In that the woman comes
out; il Is arch, soit and winnng-a rare, an indie
scribable smile. Her manner simple and engag-
ing; her voice is now gentle mrthful, now ear
meet and mpassioned-sometimcs sounds like the
utterance OF sotne quiet, home love, and sometimes
starties you with decided ring OF the steel. Her
enthusiasm and intensity of feeling reveal them
selves in almost every thing che says and does.
"Yet, after all, she is one to whom children go,
feeling the charm of her womanhood, without being
awed by her greatness. She bears herself with no
military air. there is nothing in her manner to re-
mind you OF the camp, though much to tell you
that you in the presence OF no ordinary woman.
"1he life of a soldier, with its dangers and pri-
vations, with all its fearful contingencies was not
sought by Jagiello for its own sake nor for the
glory il might confer, but accepted as the
mcans TO a great end. She believed that the path
of her country led through the Red Sea of revolu-
tion 10 liberty and peace, aud stood up bravcly by
the side OF that country. Her young heart fired,
and her slender arm ncrvcd with a courage that
knew not sex.
AS the women of America have given their ad.
miration to her heroism, they will give, also, and
more abundantly, their sympathy to her misfor-
tune. She bears to our shores n weary and an al
most broken heart. May she here find reposc and
consolation, while awaiting that brighter day,
which shall a surely dawn for her unhappy coun-
try freedom is the primal right of man, op-
preston is a fslsehood and a wrong, and God is
over all"