Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1931-09-20

come to save his country, he removed
himself that he might not be an OBJ
stacle to the realization Of its financial
necessities. Without private fortune, his
estates lost, the best years Of his life
sacrificed, success denied him-not be-
cause he did badly, but because he did
too well, and thus drew upon himself
the hostility of the enemies of his
country Bethlen disappears. The poker
player who almost made losing hand
stand up could not forever buck the
cards"
Successor a Patriot.
Karolyi, who takes his place, Is not
poker player, but a patriot pure and
simple. He is q man of the farm and
we are homesick If we leave them for
long" his daughter once told me. But
his land is also lost, for Karolyi comes
from Arad, IN the Valley Of Maros,
which is now Rumanian. / asked him
once about his old home and he said:
1T is all too sad. You could see moth
ing; it Is all gone now, spoiled"
A cousin Of the great Tia, In the
days Of Bolshevist terror, when the fol-
lowers Of Bella Kun had murdered the
greatest of pre-war Magyars, Karolyi
left his farm, organized counter
revolution, aided in the rescue OF his
country ind then vanished again into
the obscurity he loves. He Is devoid of
any of the arts Of the politician-sim-
ole. direct, but withal dominated by
the sadness born Of the ruin In which
his country and he personally have
shared.
II win come to your farm and sit on
your veranda and smoke my pipe like
Stanley Baldwin and Foch; he wins
his battles by smoking his pipe" he
said to me in May in Budapest. But,
alas, not this year. shall be busy this
wear" And now that he Is prime
minister. the prophecy has come true.
When he became foreign minister less
than q year ago, all the European
nress was filed with the stories of
the new Cincinnatus who had left the
plough for the foreign ONCE, who had
come reluctantly and stayed unw1-
lingly.
Sadness Hard to Picture.
1t is hard to present to any western
audience any exact picture OF the sad
ness which fills the lives Of all Hun
garians today. Sitting at a luncheon
table at Buda, my hostess said to me:
1--WE were seven children, and OF the
five who survive, four are citizens OF
different countries, although tney i've
on land which has always been theirs.
And, as I left, she showed on her
doorway the marks of Bolshevist bull
lets. Also. through the open window
looking toward the river, she pointed
out where she first saw the river gun
boats bringing rescue from the Reds
In the Hungarian newspaper you may
still read from time to time Of Mag
vars wandering home. having at last
escaped from Siberian exile, begun
when when they were prisoners OF war
In l914-1918. Karolyi has been COM
PEELED to bend his country to French
will. He must take French money and
do French bidding. I can see him
now. occupying the austere residence
of the premier, almost snothered by
the appalling magnif1cence Of the adj
Joining palace of the regent which was
once the royal residence Of the Haps-
burgs; still resigned. little impatient
of the futility of politicians and public
life, as all men Nof the country are,
wreathed in the smoke Of his pipe.
VIII Plow Straight.
Karolyi will hold his reins of ONCE
as he would hold those of the pillow.
His ftlrrow will be straight. but back Of
it all will be the nostalgia Of the man
of the country, who has abandoned the
poor remnant of his lands to serve an
afflicted country.
He is the only public man have ever
met in Europe In all the postwar Pc
Rod for whom office is without charm
and, in fact, the single contemporary
statesman of whom it could Justly be
said that the Office had in fact sought
the man and literally dragged him into
unwelcone power.
Gcopyright. 1881. By Mcclure Newspaper