Lynchburg Virginian. [volume] (Lynchburg [Va.]) 1829-185?, 1851-06-12
MISC EClANEOUS.
A Reminisccncc Of KOssuth.
ROM LATE SKETCHES OF NAGyARS G.

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BY Won KoRN.
Whoever saw the sun-burnt faces of I'll,
warriors who surrounded the bending form
of Kossuth. when he pronounced his fare.
well words in the barracks of Shumla-
whoever behold the hot tears coursine
down the cheeks Of his bearded Honveds
when kossuth bade them 'lasos," adicu-
will have been reminded by the incident OF
the "Old Guard" who retained their un.
swerving devotion to Napoleon to the very
latest moment. That moving scene so often
representedinpictures-"Napolcon'sF Fare
well to his Faithful on the 18th of
February, 1850, rchcarscd before my eyes
: in living colors.
They hung in silence on his every word,
6that the echo of those ell-beloved and in
spring tones might long linger in their
souls. Nor did Kossuth forget to gaze
long and intcntly with his streaming eyes
I upon the countcnance of each brave com
rade there, to fix the features on his mem.
3ory. Profoundly agilaied as he was, witt
IA trembling voice he spake these words
"Bro,hers! the first hard necessity Of
my life, for me, was that to which wa,
subjected when constrained to abandon my
native soil and my noble nation my sec
|ond meets me to-day, when behold my.
self obliged to bid long farewell to you
glorious remnants Of the Hungarian army
and compelled by force to depart from
Europe to place where the grave ycarn.
| for me-
"Ye are still strong and cllicicnt--ye
|are still permitted by late to bear arms fol
|oar fatherland, and to struggle for its free.
|dom-a boon no longer granted to me, ior
| feel my strength failing me with every
|day. l yield TO the unaIterable degree Of
destiny, and see myself doomed to the same
sad lot Of exile which was mctcd out to my
predecessor Rakoczy.
"Brothcrs! yc are yet young enough to
see our fathcrland in the glory of her resto-
ration to freedom. Should yc be so blesr
as to witness this, swear to me that We will
! not leave my bones to mouldcr in foreign
! soil, i'll the land Of the barbarian! This ye
Twill promise me, and this am | convinced
ye will fulfil"
Here Count Ladislaus Way, with uncov-
cred head, stepped up to Kossuth, and said
aloud, III strong and manly voice:
"dreat mani who standest there pureand
spotless before the eyesof the world-thou
whom the Hungarian nation honors to-day
as it honored thee when 1t chose thee for its
5regent-thou wilt, thou shalt, THOU MUST
LIvEi Not thy bones, but thy living sell
viii VIC bear back in triumph to our faith
crland! This we swear by the Almighty
IGodr'
And all barred their heads while they up
: lifted their hands to take the oath, and sol
emenl y repeated, "Eskuzunkr'-weswcal
Kossuth kissed and embrace those who
stood nearest to him. llprcsscd toward.
. him to grasph his hand and batheit with tears
he Old Hussars strovc once more to pres,
the hem of his mantle 10 their lips. The
whole group was heart-rending to look
npon; and even the Turks-and this il say.
ling much-were moved to tears at dc
sight.
lhe tram then repaired to Count Casfm-
la Bathyan to bid him also heartfelt fare
well. The Count left many beautiful re-
Elections of his noble soul in the rcmcm-
brance Of the emigration.
Kossuth mounted his horse, and was
borne away. That brilliant star of the fir
mament of Hungary, from which the nation
had received its greatest light gradually dis
appeared, until it could no longer be seen
IN the whole circuit of the horizon. The
waves of the Black Sea once more gave
back reflection Of its splendor, and--a
Hong night closed in upon that too brief dav.