The Durham daily globe., 1894-07-27
HEGOTINTOTHE DIET
A MEMBER OF THE LIARS CLUB
HEARD TlSZA'S LAST ADDRESS.

He Made a Bold Play and Carried His Point
When He Saw That He Would BE Sue
cessful In the scheme.
The party was in conversation over
its beer Of all shades and all degrees OF
. excellence, and tales had been told in
several languages and Of diverse degrees
/ Of trustworthincss when the Hungarian
pOunced upon an oppOrtunity-he had
/ his glass empty frst-to tell for the
hundredth time Of the beauties of his
native Budapest. The baths, the An
drassy avenue, the park, the theaters,
the bridge, the palaces, the music and
the 'incomparably beautiful women
had all been described, and Hungarian
statesmen, from KOssuth to Kalnoky
! lauded when a story teller interrupted
with:
Budapest may be all that you claim
for it, but I'll never forget an expert
ence I had there when l fooled some Of
its bigWigs. 1t was only few years
ago, when | stopped there for rest on
my way from Paris by the Oriental ex-
press to ConstantinOple. | noticed an
unusual excitement at the Hotel Hun
garia, could see there were many stran-
gers in town, and across the Danube,
over the SchlOss, f1Oated the royal stand
ard Of Hungary as a sign that the king
was there You know the HungarianS
never speak of Franz Josef as emperor,
always as king.
During the day l heard that the
ministry would resign the next day, and
that Premier Tisza would make his last
address in parliament. Well, you can
we'll imagine I wanted to be in at the
death and set about to secure a ticket Of
admission to the diet hall. Those whom
asked simply laughed at me. Tickets
were at a high premium, and some to
whom I applied gave me a Hungarian
look of whitening contempt which made
me only more anxious to get there.
But the morrow came, and I saw the
chances for peep at the show growing
exasperatingly less, when | suddenly
felt myself possessed Of an idea. | went
to the house Of parliament and after
much inquiry learned that the librarian
of the upper house. and he alone, could
admit me, and | succeeded i'll seeing
him. I'm surprised, [ said to him,
that you have made no provision for
the press at time so important as this.
Press" said he. Why, press tickets
have been issued to all who are entitled
to them, and if you have received none
it's mistake-an oversight. He called
a servant, said something in jargOn
which [ could not understand and made
me bow of dismissal. The man, who
was dressed to go on in the chorus Of
the 'Beggar Student or the Black Hus-
sar, beckOned me to follow him, led
me to an inner room, where he left me
with desk, two chairs and my guilty
conscience. [ began to wish myself
back at the hotel, with its good wine,
good music and fine view on the Dan
ube. Visions of police investigation
and an exposure, with possibly a term
in a Hungarian Jail, rose before me, for
you know I had no more to do with
newspaper business than I had with
African exploration, when a clerk en-
tered and with many a firt and futter
proceeded to make out my credentials
He was funny little man, this
clerk. who labored under the hallucina-
tion that he could speak English, aud
he was further afflicted with that mild
form of insanity which manifests itself
in the dyed mustache. He took my name
and pedigree, asked me whence I came
and how long [ proposed to remain in
the city, and [ answered all with that
prOmptness and strict truthfulncss which
one acquires by years Of association
with the members Of this club.
FINALLY he put the poser, What is
the name Of your paper:' thought with
right that all great papers must be rep
resented and feared that if | mentioned
one of them | would be discovered and
lost; so, thinking of the motto of the
club God loves a cheerful liar, | said
without a moments hesitation, The
North Adams Transcript. He didn' t
just remember the name and had to ask
as to the spelling several times while
out the documents by means of
which L was to secure an admission
card, but if he had pressed me after
saw that the bluff went | would have
told him circulation story which,
well, which would not be in keeping
with The transcripts books.
We'll, l got into the press Ioge in
time to hear Hungary's grand old man,
Tisza, make the greatest speech Of his
life. OF course | could not understand
his Hungarian, perfect as it no doubt
was, but the enthusiasm which he
.-Al
during his talk, when a great shout Of
filled the chamber. women
waved their handkirchiefs and fans. and
members Of the opposition even looked
pleased, l caught myself appIauding,
but l quickly recalled the fact that
was there as The Transcript representa-
tive and as such had no opinion.
The pictare from the gallery where
we Of the press sat was one l shall
never forget. Every inch Of room in the