The Washington times., 1917-09-19
DRACULA,
THE VAMPIRE
BY BRAN STOKER.

TO me II was most fascinating. It
seemed to have in 1t a whole history
OF the country. He grew excited as
he spoke. and walked about the room
pulling his great white mustsche and
grasping anything on which he laid
his hands as though he would crush
1t by main strength. One thing he
said which shall put down as nearly
as can: for Il tells in its way the
story OF his race:
I'VE Szel1elys have a right to be
proud, for in our veins flows the blood
of many brave races who fought as
the lion fights. for lordship. Here, in
the whirlpool OF European races. the
Ugric tribe bore down from Iceland
the fighting spirit which Thor and
Wodin gave them, which their Ber-
serkers displayed to such fell intent
on the seaboards OF Europe. ay. and
OF Asia and Africa, too, till the peo-
piles thought that the were wolves
themselves had come. Here, too.
when they came, they found the
Huns, whose warIike fury had swept
the earth like living flame, till the
dying peoples held that In their veins
ran the blood Of those old witches,
who, expelled from Scythia. had
mated with the devils in the desert
Fools. fools! What devil or what
witch was ever so great as Attila.
whose blood is in these veins?'
TELLS OF wARLIE1E HISTORY
OF HIS FAMILY.
He held up his arms. as It a wonder
that we were a conquering race; that
we were proud: that when the Mag
var. the Lombard. the Avar. the Bull
gar, or the Turk poured his thousands
on our frontiers. we drove them
back? Is It strange that when Arpad
and his legions swept through the
Hungarian fatherland he found US
here when he reached the frontier:
that the Honfoglalas was completed
there? And when the Hungarian
flood swept eastward. the Szekelys
were claimed as kindred by the vic
torious Magyars. and to us for CEN
turtles was trusted the guarding OF
the frontier OF Turkey-land: ay. and
more than that. endless outy OF the
frontier guard. for, as the Turks say,
Water sleeps, and enemy Is sleep
less Who more gladly than we
throughout the four nations received
the bloody sword or at it's warlike
call fiocked quicker to the standard
OF the King? When was redeemed
that great shame of my nation. the
shame OF Cassova, when the flags of
the Wallach and the Magyar went
down beneath the Crescent, who was
1t but one OF my own race who, as
Voivode, crossed the Danube and
beat the Turk on his own ground?
This was a Dracula, indeed Woe
was it that his own unworthy broth
er. when he had fallen. sold his peo-
pie to the Turk and brought the
shame of slavery on them! Was 1t
not this Dracula, indeed, who inspired
that other OF his race who in a later
age again and again brought his
forces over the great river into Tur-
key-land: who. when he was beaten
back, came again, and again, and
again, though he had to come alone
from the bloody field where his troops
were being slaughtered. since he
knew that he alone could ultimately
triumph? They said that he thought
only OF himself. Bah, what good are
peasants without a leader? Where
ends the war without a brain and
heart to conduct It? Again, when,
after the battle OF Mohacs, we threw
OF the Hungarian yoke. We OF the
Dracula blood were among their lead
ers, for our spirit would not brook
that we were not free. All, young sir,
the Szekelys-and the Dracula as
their hearts blood, their brains. and
their swords-can boast a record that
mushroom growths like the Haps-
burgs and the Romanoffs can
never reach. The warlike DAYS are
over. Blood is too precious o thing
in these days OF dishonorable peace;
and the glories OF the great races are
as a tale that Is told"
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ITO Re Continued Tomorrow