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Identifier: hungary00stok (find matches)
Title: Hungary
Year: 1909 (1900s)
Authors: Stokes, Adrian, 1854-1935 Stokes, Marianne
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Publisher: London : A. and C. Black
Contributing Library: Robarts - University of Toronto
Digitizing Sponsor: University of Toronto

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e temperament andthoroughly good heart. His wife, a Magyar, wastypically a mother. Both their families had beenennobled in the seventeenth century—as might belearnt from coats of arms and inscriptions in thedrawing-room. When we made our first appearance eleven oftheir children—of all ages, from two to twenty-one—were at home, and clustered round the flight ofwooden steps which led into the house, and onwhich their father was seated smoking a longmeerschaum pipe. They were all friendly, andwhile they took us into the dining-room the eldestson played a noisy march on a cymbal in the hall.The table was soon loaded with large quantities ofwholesome food, and excellent wine was servedtogether with a mineral water, with a strong smellof sulphur, which at first we could not bring our-selves to drink. Our meal was nearly over beforethe mother appeared, as she preferred to cook her-self—though she had plenty of servants—and never THE RUMANIAN CHURCH AT DESZEGyorgy in the foreground.
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DESZE, OTHER PLACES, AND A SALT-MINE 225 sat down to eat until everyone at table was satisfied.Children came and went as they would, and whenmost of them had disappeared we heard again thecymbal, and also the sound of young voices singingsimple Rumanian and Magyar songs. Out of com-pliment to us—as foreigners—when we joinedthem they immediately struck up Die Wacht amRhein, the only foreign song they knew ! Thenthe Vice-Notary came and joined in the singing,and the Notary brought his flute, and maid-servantsbore in trays with wine and other drinks. Not wishing to intrude longer on these familyfestivities we proposed retiring, but the Notarystopped us, saying: * Stay, stay I it will not often beas it is to-night; and it then transpired that it wasthe feast of Whit-Monday, according to the Greeks.Later, when we again suggested that it was timefor us to go, as his wife must be fatigued, * She isnever tired, said the Notary proudly; she is asstrong as a railway-line. And so I believe s

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