Worcester daily spy. [volume] (Worcester [Mass.]) 1850-1888, 1852-02-09
Grace Greenwood and Kossuth.

The following picture of Kossuth is
given by Grace Greenwood in brief letter
20 the National Era. She speaks of him
while at the Irvine House in New York:
The presence of Gov Kossuth created in
she house continued but noisy excite
ment Outside ragged the Juror; but there,
near him, every one seemed 10 breathe in
with deep inspirations, the atmosphere of
his greatness; 10 be not SO much reused by
his glorious enthusiasm as awed by the
grandeur of his mission and his purpose.
saw the prophet here first as he was GO
ing out TO address the militia at Castle Gar
den. He was dressed simply and most fit
singly, in black velvet. with a plum
ed black hat, and a sword. AS he
passed down the ball, he bowed right and
lett touching his hat gracefully to the friends
So'leie Gu 10 sOU tho fuII,,.,;n,r l,,
we had the pleasure of hearing him in
'DlIel speech, IN rNfsly ~
deputation OF working men, who presented
him the handsome sum of eight hundred
dollars. This address, by the way, was
finely written and admirably given, by a.
very genllemanly person, apparently the
youngest ofthe company. Kossulh walked
rapldly.and unceremoniously into the ROOM
followed by his head was uncovered. He
is like the finest prints we see of him, but
is smaller man than we have an idea of,
from them. When first seen in contrast
with the tall, splenddly uniformed officers
in his suite, he strikes one as slight, almost
plain in person, and extremely simple in
abis air. His manner during the reading of
The address was peculiarly fine He bowed
repeatedly. and his face glowed with
sympathetic, gratfied, and grateful express
sion. He began his reply in an easy, con-
versational style, 1t was at first earnest,
torcibly talk-no more. He spoke with
decided accent, hut distinctly, and apparent
ly without difficulty or hesitation The
speech was brief but ere its close, the fire
of genious shone in bis deep, sad eyes; It's
strange, mystical light illamined his brow,
his voice took tones of deeper passion, his
breast heaved, his form lowered, and the
grandest orator of the age stood before us
When he ceased speaking, felt ihet had
Gndeed looked on the nope and the promise
of ages, the incarnation of the imperishable
soul of freedom the terror and The reiribu-
zion Of tyraEnys the prophet aud the re-
deemer, not alone of his own peculiar PEG.
ple, but, Il speak il reverently,) the Christ
of the worlds political redemption.
AS afterwards | took the extended hand
and gazed full into the wenderous face Of
the great Magyar, | saw that the glow of
hope lit hnt could not conceal its deep, sor-
rowiul shadows, as sunshine gilds only the
surface of dark fathomess sea. His eyes
speak as never eyes yet spoke, of soul
richly reighted with destiny and power
You see there alike the unconQuerable wall
of Napoleon, the inspiration of the poet
and the prophet and the devotion of the
martyr You feel the conviction come up-
on sou with resislless force, that he is a
man di0inely planned, endowed, and en-
powered. So perfect becouses your trust
in Heavens great purposes for him, and
through him, for the world, that it seems
needless TO Rtter what the heart will say.
nevertheless, COP SAVE KossUTH!