The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1888-04-28
Count ZewOtSki in ElktOn.

: Count ZewOtSki in ElktOn.
1t is very seldom that our town is hon
: ored with the presence of nobleman,
but when one favored us with visit this
week the people failed to go wild with
excitement. The Count attracted atten.
ton, it is true, but it does not require an
extra quality of blood to catch the public
eye. He was we'll worth looking at
however, and talking to also. THE WING
, reporter came up with him Wednesday
morning and chatted for some time with
the distinguished foreigner.
Count Zswotski, for that is the name
of our visitor, was born in Warsaw, Po-
land, nearly ninetyseven years ago. the
year of his birth being 1891. One would
hardly judge him that old by his appear
ance, for his blue eyes were yet bright,
his face had ruddy glow, and his form
was far from emaciated. Snow white
hair covered his head, and his beard of
the same color was worn long. His face
bore no little resem blance to that of the
good gray poet" Walt Whitman, who
we ouce gave the people of EIkton the
privilege of seeing and hearing-a privi-
lege by the way, almost as little appre-
ciated as the visit of our friend the Count.
He bore with him bundle of papers
of which he was more careful than people
generally are of their purses. All of
these contained notices of him, among
others being the Baltimore Sun. The
Count had entered our town Tuesday
evening on foot, having walked from
North East, where he arrived the same
day by cars from Havre de Grace.
The Count states that he fought under
the first Napoleon and knew Marshall's
Ney, Ssult, Murat, and other distin-
guished soldiers of that day. His rank in
Napoleon's army was that of captain In
1S4S he fought under Kossuth against
Austria, and when the Hungarian patriot
lost his fight was one of FIVE hundred of
his followers who landed in New York in
1851. Count Zewotski went to California
where he remained until near the break
ing out of the war when he came to
| Philadelphia and enlisted in the 101
Pennsylvania regiment. He fought at
Antietam under McClellen, aud afterward
at Petersburg and Gettysburg under
Grant. He did not think soldiers were
as well treated in the Union army as in
those of the European powers. They
were better fed and clothed in the French
army. He was loud in his praises of
both Bonaparte and Grant. He stated
that his family were very long lived, his
father and mother both living over a
| century.
In talking of historical characters the
Count did not always agree with our
pronunciation. and said that Americans
could not talk right any way. For, said
he my name is Zswotski, but some of your
people call it whisky"
He was almost without means when he
reached here, and altogether so when he
had paid a quarter for his nights lodging.
He was plloted to the County Commits
sioners Office where the clerk kindly
| interested himself in his behalf. The
old gentleman wanted to 60 either to
Washington or Philadelphia, where he
thought his Grand Army friends would
| secure him admission to soldiers home.
He was very bitter in his denunciation of
Baltimore where his papers had been
stolen, and he said Maryland was bad
State. As he would have been compelled
| to 60 to the almshouse unless furnished
with means to proceed to the city, Mr..
| Joseph Wells, president of the trustees OF
| the poor, gave him an order to be pre-
sented to the ticket agent for ticket to
| Philadelphia. In charge of a newspaper
man he started for the depot, but COM
planning of hunger, they stopped in
| restaurant where the Count put himself
| on the outside OF an oyster stew and some
coffee in very short time, and began to
feel under their warming effects that
Maryland wasn't such bad State after
all, excepting Baltimore.
The reporter, however, had strict in
| struotious to get the old nobleman out
of town on the eleven o'clock train, and
as the time was nearing had to urge him
to, a liyeler pace till the old man returned
to his anti Maryland mood and swore he
could find ''no rest in this State anyhow"
The train beat the Count to the station,
and the reporter had to "hustle" him in
a manner that must have brought remem-
brsnces of double quick" movements
at "Watorloo," and seemed almost cruel
even to member of the hard-hearted
newspaper fraternity. The old man was
hurried on board, however, and the con-
ductor handed his ticket before the train
pulled out.
The only honor shown the Count in
our town was by the railroad conductor
who held his train half a minute in
order that he could be hurried out of it.
Adieu, Count! May you find comfor-
table home, and entertain others with
your stories of old times as you did the
| writer,