Litchfield enquirer., 1874-05-21

Whoever. you meet going out or coming in, ask him what is the way to Grosska lo. ]. Ride on that road yourself with your men, Keep on till midnight so, but then stop, and break aerosa into q swalnpy meadOuss where nobody can track you. As soon as you have passed the swamp, and come out on the upland, you can pick what. sheep and oxen you choose from the focks and herds. So keep on till you come in sight of Leta. As soon as you see the towers of Leta, cut down your-guide, and take your whole party into the thick woods there yourself In the woods you will find some charcoal-men, or herdsmen : and you must make them lead you through the forest, without showing your selves, till you come out at the other end of 1t above Hadhaz. Then put your guides ont of the way again, and remain i'll your hiding place; stay there day after day, though you should stay q week: but never come back to me out of the woods, nntil you see the four or five hundred baggage-wagons coming up from Tokaj. The wagons will be crowded full of love- ly girls and women: they will have with them some money and other gold; and all these women you will bring to me, down to the smallest brat. If there should be any men there, cut them down also, and leave them. Whatever money you find, divide among your soldiers. But all the women and little folks you are to bring to me at Grosswardem. Under stand what ! say. Your head is in your own hands: now take care of it. g
 Badrul Bey understood his orders, and started out. The negro chief was good man to trust with such business. He ! oh ,h< |, through swamp or wood through the whole kingdom, without once dismount- ing from his horse: he never brought his troop into camp without plenty of meat | and drink. and would carry out the order given him without fail. to the entAine- down of every peasant-boy that led him.
 Now, Kuzuk Pacha could say to the Debrecziners. "Where is the joke now? Have you outwitted me, or are you chuck ling at me? You may have to laugh on the other side of your mouths, still"
 A long line of country wagons IS grind ing along the highway from Tokai to Had haz. It is the caravan from Debreczin,- five hundred wagons. one behind another, crowded full of women and girls; not one man among them. nor boy big enough to hold whip! The women were their own teamsters. All the men-folk they had in the party had their hands bound tight in ba- by-clothes; for they were only nursing ba- bies. So many women and so many girls together, you can guess what chattering and crying there was, and what queer no- tions they brought along the way with them. "Will Master Dobosy drive the Turks away from the town? Will he real ly frighten them?' That is all they have to talk about, as whole week crawls by; and out of that their little hearts made fright enough, can tell you.
 One of the wagons was full of young girls, who sang, over and over again, very old song, which you may hear to this day anywhere between the Theiss and 
 My duckling dives down in the water,
 All in the country of No Land;
 For nanny calls out to her daughter
 All the way off to Poland"
 Or another ono would sing:- .swhere shall hide2 --sz= ----l
 See, am tied!- E.
 Tied hand and foot,
 And irons. to boot.