American citizen. [volume] (Canton, Miss.) 1864-1890, 1874-05-16
VOL. XIV.

| The Debrecziners drew long breat
after his departure; and every bod
praised the magistrate, who had shown a
his ten claws SO plainly that the Turk ha
beaten his retreat so quickly. But kuZu
Pacha had hardly come back 10 Gros
warden when he sent to Badrul Bey, ii
chief of his black cavaly, and gave hi
this order:
Tomorrow evening, as soon as it
! dark, start with 800 horsemen and ride
your quickest to Dioszeg. Whoever yo
meet going out or coming in, ask hin
what is the way to Grosskalo. Ride O
that road yourself with your men. Keep o
| till midnight so, but then stop and brea
across to a swampy meadow, where nobod
can track you. As soon as you hav
passed the swamp and come out ON TIL
upland you can pick what sheep an
oxen you choose from the herds. So kee
on till you come in sight of Leta 4
soon as you see the towers of Leta Gu
down your guide and take your Who'll
party into the thick woods there yourself
In the woods you will find some charcoal
men or herdsmen; and you must max
them lead you through the forest, with
out show'n yourselves till you come on
at the otter end of it above Hadhaz TheI
put your guides out of the way again ant
remain in your hiding place; stay ther,
day after day, though you should stay ,
week; but never come back to me out o
the woods until you see four or five hun
dred baggage-wagons coming up from
Tokaj. The wagons will be crowded full
of lovely girls and women; they will
have with them some money and othel
gold and all these women you will brin G
to me, down to the smallest brat. If there
should be any men there cut them down
ole an6 1aaun fhap1 Nhafavar
you find, divide among your soldiers
But all the women and little folks you are
to bring to me at Grosswardein. Under
stand what 1 say. Your head is in your
own hands. Now take care of it''
Badrul Bey understood his orders and
started out. The negro chief was good
man to trust with such business. He
was shifty fellow, who would push
through swamp or wood through the
whole Kingdom without once dismount-
ing from his horse; he never brought his
troops into camp without plenty of meat
and drink, and would carry out the order
given him without fail, to the cutting
down of every peasant boy that led him
Now, KuZuk Pacha could say to the
Debreczeners, Where is the joke now ?
Have you outwitted me, or are you chuck
ling at mes You may have to laugh on
the other side of your mouths still"
4 long line of country wagons is grind
ing along the highway from TOkaj TO
HadhaZ 1t is the caravan from Debrec-
zin-five hundred wagons, one behind
another, crowded full of women and girls :;
not one man among them, nor boy big
enough to hold a whip! The women
were their own teamsters. All the men,
folk they had in the party had their
hands bound tight in baby clothes; for
they were only nursing babies. So many
women and SO many girls together, you
can guess what chattering and crying
here was and what queer notions they
brought along the way with them. "Will
Master DobOsy drive the Turks away
rom the town? Will he really brighten
hem" That is all they have to talk
.bout as a whole week crawls by; and
nut of that their little hearts made fright
enough, l can tell you.
One of the wagons was full of young
,irls who sang over and over again a very
I'D song, which you may hear TO this day
anywhere between the Thesis and Media:
My duckling dives down in the water,
All in The country Of No Land;
For Nanny calls out to her daughter
All the way of to Poland.
II another one would sing:
Where shall hideg
See. am tiedi-
Tied hand and foot,
And in irons to boot.
This song was very much in fashion
hen; God knows the poor Hungarian
ung it right from the bottom of his
leart.
This time the girls sung it all through
heir weary way; and their quivering
oices flung it up into the heavens so high
hat the poor little larks hardly dared to
ing back again. When midday came,
he whole caravan rested under the edge
# the green mound which rose above the
road pusztax Who built up this mound?
IRE our bones in it, or somebody's else?
only ours, because the whole re-
ion round there is so very cold.
There was no village and no town in
he neighborhood. Here and there you
7Ould come on an open hamlet, what they
allied a "Tanya," surrounded by hay
lacks; and even these were very far apart.
here was no trace of cultivated land the
'hole plain was given up to sleep and
D cattle.
But the " Fata Morgana, what the Hun
arians call "Delibab," and other peo-
lie "mirage''-that wonderful, fanciful
nd many-colored reflection in the air
which you may see on the steDpes of the
Eastern world and the prairies of the
Vest-would bejuggle them every day by
howing its ravishing pictures on the
nOrmous plains of the Hungarian pusZta
Yet the people of those regions are so
luch accustomed to them that they pay
% more attention to them than TO shad-
VS. in the sunshine. There might be the
light of raging seas; but nobody would
hink of going there to swim; or there
night be the sight of broad forests; and
obody would go there for shade. All the
ifies and natanas which the Eata Nor
ana" represent are images to which they
re all entirely accustomed; and nobody
ays anv more thought to them than you
o TO Peppers Ghost when you see it.
ust at this time the Delibab was every
nOrning in particularly good humor. Hot
nd heavy blaZed the sun down upon the
usZta; SO that the earth cracked open
nd the deep foil all broke into little bits.
hat is just the day for the "Fata Nor
ana" to delight in. troop of young
iris who wanted to see the wonder ran
Doked out upon the sky.
All around them extended a sea of rag
ng waves, as far as the horizon; from
his there stretched up-tO the heavens all
he different shadow pictures-blue isl
nds swimming in the sea, which would
row larger and higher as they looked on,
ii covered with green forests of leafy
rees. They could see the reflections of
he trees pointing down into the water;
hen the island would sink away and the
waves of the sea would flow together
yer it and cover it more and more, till it
vas altogether gone. There, on the other
ide. are great palaces with wonderful
overs, and churches of pale blue; and
II around these the sea is washing; and
shakes them all as they swim here and
here, till at last they tumble into ruins,
nd the towers and The steeples fall down
pom each other. AT last the sea is gone,
nd ali you can see is the track of "A stray
rane who is quietly flying across from