Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1894-06-30
GOT INTO THE DIET HALL.
A Young Man Who Heard Tissn Make
His Last Address.

HIS LAST AuOrcks.
From the New York Tribune.
The party was In conversation over its
beer, of all shades and all degrees of excel
lence and tales had been told in several
languages and OF diverse degrees of trust
worthiness, when the Hungarian pounced
upon an opportunity-he had mis- glass empty
first-to tell for the hundredth time of the
beauties of his native Buda Pesth. The baths.
the Andrassy avenue. the park. the thea
tiers. the bridge, the palaces. tIe music and
the ''incomparably beautiful women" had
all been described. and Hungarian states
men. from Kossuth to Kalnoky. lauded
when a story teller interrupted with:
"Buda Pesth may be all that you claim for
1t, but I'll never forget an experience had
there when fooled some of its bigwigs. 1t
was only a few years ago. when / stopped
there for a rest on my way FROM Paris by
the Oriental express TO Constantinople. 1
noticed an unusual excitement at the Hotel
Hunsaria. could see there We're many stran-
gers IN town, and across the Danube. over
The Schloss, floated the royal standard Of
hungary as a sign that the king was there.
ou know, the HungarianS neVe: speak OF
Franz josef as cmperor-aiways as King.
"DuripS The day heard th;,t the ministry
would reign the next day and that Premier
Tisza would make his last address in par
lament. Well. you can we'll imagine
wanted to be III az the death. and set about
to secure a ticket OF admission TO the diet
hall. These whom L asked SIMPLY laughed
at me; tickets were at high premium, and
some to whom l applied gave me Hun
Sarian look OF wit4ierlns contempt, Which
made me only more anxious TO get mere.
but the morrow came and 1 saw the
chances for u peep at the show growing
cxasperaungly less, when / suddenly reit
myself possessed OF an idea. l went TO the
house OF parliament and, after much in
curry learned that the librarian OF the up
per house. and he alone could admit me.
and L succeeded in seeing him. I'm sur
pr.sed,' 1 said 10 him. That you have made
no provision for the press at time 50 I'M
porIdnt as this. PresS?' said he, why.
press tickets have been issued to all who
are entitled 10 them, and ii you have re-
eeived none its a mistake-an oversight.
He called u servant, said something IN a
jargon which l could not understand and
made me a bow OF dismissal. The man.
Who was dressed to go on in tine chorus
of the 'Beggar Student, or the Black Hus-
sar,' beckoned me TO follow him. led me to
an inner room. where he left with q
desk, two chairs and my guilty conscience.
1 began TO wish myself back at the hotel.
with its good wine, good music and fine
view on the Danube. Visions OF police in
yestigation and an exposure, with possibly
i term In d hungarian jail, rose before Inc
for You know 1 had no more TO do with
newspaper business than l had with AT
rican exploration-when clerk entered,
and with many a fiirt and hutter proceed
ed to make out my credentials for adInis-
sion to the press loSe.
He was d funny little man, this clerk.
who labored under the haliucinetiCn that
he could speak English, and he Was further
AFFLICTED with that mild foria of insanity
which nlanifests Itself in the dyed mus
taehe. He took my name and pedigree, ask
ed me whence l came and how long 1 pro-
posed To remain in the city-and l answered
all with that promptness and strict truth
fuineSs which one acquires by years OF as
ISOLATION with the members of this club.
Finally he put the poser: What is the
name of your paper l thought with righ.
that all great papers must be represented
and feared that ii l mentioned one OF them
/ would be discovered and lost. thinking
of the motto of our club. God loves
cheerful liar | said without moments
hesitation: The North Adams Transcript
He didn't just remember the name. and had
to ask as to the spelling several times while
making out the documents by means of
v hch L was To secure an admission card.
but if he had pressed me after l saw that
the bluff went L would have told him a
circulation story which-wel which would
not be i'll keeping with The transcripts
books.
We'll / got into the press loge in time to
hear Hungary's grand old man; Tisza make
the greatest speech OF his life. OF course
couldn't understand mis- Hungarian. perfect
as ii no doubt WAS, but the enthusiasm
which he aroused seemed contagious. and
once during his talk. when a great shout OF
approval Tiled the chamber. women waved
their handkerchiefs and fans and members
Of the opposition even looked pleased.
caught myself applaEding. but quickly re-
called the fact that 1 was there as The
transcripts representative, and as such
had no opinion.
THE picture from the gallery where we
of the press sat was one shall never for
get Every inch of room in the spectators
pens was occupied every deputy's chair
was taken. and ON the floor the monotony
of the black and white was broken by the
picturesque costumes of the bishops. whose
office entities them to a seat in the house.
AFTER it was all over l went with my
new companions of the press to nearby
restaurant. where we ate all sorts of things.
all seasoned more or less with paprika. and
drank Tokay wine / told my story, and
The Transcript received it's baptism Of
Hungarian tire-kellner. Elm glass Dunkles.
bite"