Staunton spectator. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 1849-1896, 1851-06-18
AREm1s1scENcE OF KossurH.

Whoever saw the Sun-0urnt races OF Tilt
warriors who surrounded the bending form
of Kossuth, when he pronounced his fare
we'll words in the barracks of Shumia-who
ever beheld the hot tears coursing dowr
the cheeks of his bearded Hanveds, wher
Kossuth bade them "lasos," adieu-wil
have been reminded by the incident OF the
"Old Guards" who retained their unswerv'
ing devotion to Napoleon to the very --latest
moment. That moving scene so often rep.
resented in pictures-"Napoleon's Farewell
to his Faithful on the 10Th of Feb
ruary, 1850, rehearsed before my eyes In
living colors.
They hung in silence on his every word
that the echo of those well-beloved and in
spring tones mightlong linger in their souls
Nor did Kossuth forget to gaze long and IN
tently with his streaming eyes upon the
countenance of each brave comrade there,
to fix the features on his memory. Profound
ly agitated as he was, with trembling voice
he spake these words:
"Brothers the first hard necessity ofmy
life, for me, was that to which | was sub
iected when constrained to abandon my ma
tive soil and my noble nation; the second
meets to day, when behold myself obliged
to bid long farewell to you, glorious rem.
nant of the brave Hungarian army, and
compelled by force to depart from Europe to
place where the grave yearns for me.
"Ye are still strong and efficient-ye are
still permitted by fate to bear arms for oul
fatherland, and to struggle for its freedom
"a boon no longer granted to me, tor feel
my strength failing me with every day:
yield to the unalterable decree of destiny,
and see myself doomed to the sad lot OF ex-
lie which was meted out to my predecessor
Rakoezy.
brothers ye are yet young enough to
see our fatherland in The glory Of her restora-
ton to freedom Should ye be so blest as to
witness this, swear to me that ye will not
leave my bones to moulderin foreign soil,
in the land of the barbarian This ye will
promise me, and this am convinced ye
will fulfil"
Here Count Ladislaus Way, with uncov-
cred head stepped up to Kossuth, and said
aloud, in strong and manly voice
"Great man! who standest there pure and
spotless before the eyes of the world-thou
whom the Hungarian nation honors to-day
as it honored thee when it chose the for its
regent-thou wilt, thou shalt, thou must
Gue Not thy bones, but thy living self
will we bear back in triumph to our father
land This we swear by the Almighty
Godw
And all barred their heads while they up
lifted their hands to take the oath, and So
lemnly repeated, "EskuzunkP'-we swear
it.
Kossuth kissed and embraced those who
stood nearest to him. All pressed towards
him to grasp his hand and bathe it with tears.
The Old Hussars strove once more to press
the hem of his mantle to their lips. The
whole group was heart rending to look up.
on; and even the Turks-and this is say
ing much-were moved to tears at the
sight.
The train then repaired to Count Casimia
Bathyany to bid him also heartfelt farewell
The Count left many beautiful reflections Of
his noble soul in the remembrance of the
emigration.
Kossuth mounted his horse, ,and was borne
away. That brilliant star of the frmament
of Hungary, from which the nation had re.
ceived its greatest light gradually disappear
ed, until it could no longer be seen in the
whole circuit of the horizon. The wave.
of the Black Sea once more gave back re-
Election of It's splendor, and long nigh
closed in upon that too brief day.-Fron
late Sketches Of the Maygars, &c., by Vor
Korn.