The Prince George's enquirer and southern Maryland advertiser. (Upper Marlborough, Md.) 1882-1925, 1916-09-22

A Ii NATIONS of the world
~ have their eyes fixed on the
~ colossal struggle which is
shaking civilization to its very
foundations, but by none is it watched
with more breathless eagerness than
by that province on the western side
of the Carpathians which is cut off
from its kindred and bound by fetters
of iron into q sheaf of alien races.
Magyar, Slav, Bosnian, Croatian, Teu-
| ton-with his fellow-subjects of Kaiser
Franz Josef the Latin inhabitant of
Pennsylvania has absolutely no SYM
| pathy. On the contrary, he deteSts
them, one and ALL though he reserves
his deadliest hatred for his hard task
master, the Hungarian. But with the
Roumanian on the farther side Of the
Transylvanian Alps he has all things
In common. blood, language, descent.
Roumania, the Romans land Transyl-
| vania, that part of the Romans land
which lies beyond the forests. And
that part which lies beyond the for
ests looks with unspeakable longing
burg's overthrow will bring, for that
victory which will reunite her to her
| kin, writes J. NJ. Dodington In Coun-
| try Life.
1t is an interesting land, that which
lies beyond the forests and there is,
| perhaps, no quainter town in Europe
than its ancient capital, kolozsvar.
| Embosomed in trees, it's ancient
houses straggle over several hills, its
| two ripping rivers are crossed by pic
| turesque covered wooden bridges
which rival those of Lucerne and
Florence. Its narrow, unpaved streets
are lighted by electricity, but SANTA
ton, in each and all of its branches,
is totally ignored, and in it's main thor
oughfares, beside the lines of the elec-
trio tramway, run open sewers. These
! discharge themselves into the two riv-
ers. may add that the visitor has a
not altogether agreeable sensation
when he observes the brown-skinned
| washerwomen pounding his linen on
| the banks of the said streams and sub
sequently rinsing 1t In their turbid
| watersl
In these narrow, unpaved streets
there are many lofty and spacious
| mansions, tenanted by the haute aris-
tocratic of the country. Like the pa
lazzi of Florence and of Rome, the
| ground floors of these are entirely oc-
| cupied by shops. On the first floor,
the piano Mobile. lives the owner (if
| sufficiently well off to afford such
| lodgment). The upper floors are let
to tenants of many degrees, whose
station varies in inverse proportion to
| their altitude. If the owner of the
mansion is poor man, he himself
"goes up higher"
Standing solitary ON hill outside
the town is whitewashed fortress
| from which one has superb view over
| hill and dale, over forest and river,
| away and away to the far blue line
of the Carpathians KOlOzsvar also
| possesses a fine public park under
whose fragrant lime trees a magnif-
cent Tzigany band discourses widest
| music.
Market Day In koiozsvar.
But the greatest charm of the little
| town Git has a population of but a
bare 10000 souls) is its market day.
| Then, under the largest and most
gorgeously coIored umbrellas in Eu-
rope Il should imagine) do groups of
the most picturesquely attired coun-
| trywomen assemble, surrounded by
piles of the most delightful fruit and
vegetables, downy peaches, crimson
plums. luscious grapes-purple, yellow
and white-rosy apples, blue-black
figs, blood red pomi doro, gigantic
melons and cucumbers, huge red pep
pers, produce of garden and orchard
of every color and form, and all
framed in garlandS of roses of every
Imaginable hue. Present everywhere.
roaming and roofing among the stalls,
are flocks of long-necked geese and
herds of the peculiarly hideous swine
of the country whose happiest hunting
grounds are the Transylvanian for
ests.
Most beautiful forests they are
which clothe the foothills, magnificent