the bridge in a hackney coach. Before
it reached the other side of the river,
however, the carriage was encountered and
arrested by another band of assassins. One
of these ruffians felled the count by a blow
upon the head from behind. Another
dragged him out of the vehicle. Some
National Guards, who had witnessed the
assault which they might have prevented,
now hastened to the assistance of the
murdered man. Lamberg, bruised, bleeding,
but still alive, lifted aloft the letters of the
Emperor, and waved them in the air:
apparently under the delusion that the butchers
into whose hands he had fallen, would
respect in his person that of their king, whom
he represented. At the same time, the
wounded man asked to be conducted to
the house of Kossuth. While the unhappy
man was yet speaking, half a dozen scythes
and pitchforks were plunged into his body.
The mob then tore every shred of clothing
from the mangled and quivering carcase,
and dragged it through the streets of Pesth.
Meanwhile, the other band of assassins,
returning from Buda, dipped their arms
in the pool of gore which marked the
spot where their prey had 'already fallen,
and dyed in the blood of that viceroy of an
hour the banners under which they marched.
Thus was the red flag raised in Pesth.
The following is an extract from a manifesto
of the Emperor, which was issued on
the 30th of October, that is to say, four
days after the massacre of Count
Lamberg:
"We, Ferdinand, Emperor, and Constitutional
King, &c., &c., &c.,—To our great
grief and indignation, the Hungarian Diet
has suffered itself to be led away by Louis
Kossuth and his partisans into a series of
illegalities. It has even issued decrees in
direct violation of our royal authority, and
has recently adopted a resolution against
our plenipotentiary, Count Lamberg, in
virtue of which, before the count could
present his full power, he was attacked and
barbarously murdered. In these
circumstances it is our duty to decree as
follows," &c.
The provisions of the manifesto are then
enumerated. Immediate dissolution of the
Hungarian Diet, and nullification of all
laws passed by that body without the
royal sanction. Martial law throughout
the kingdom of Hungary. Lieutenant
Field-Marshal Jellachich, Ban of Croatia,
is appointed commander-in-chief of the
forces, and royal commissary-general for
Hungary, with unlimited powers. The
Ban is charged with the punishment of
the murderers of Count Lamberg.
To this decree, the Hungarian Diet
replied by declaring itself a national assembly
in permanent session, and organising a
committee of public safety, under the
dictatorship of Kossuth.
CHAPTER VII.
NOTHING could exceed the enthusiasm
and affection with which the motley army
of Jellachich regarded their great leader.
"We will follow thee," they cried, " to the
ends of the world; and at Buda we will
give thee the crown of St. Stephen."
Jellachich had three great qualities for
command, two of them rare: youth, genius,
and the heroic temperament. He was not
only a soldier, but a poet—a poet, because,
being a born warrior, and not a military
pedant, his actions were the offspring of
ideas; a soldier, because all true poets are
soldiers by the force of manly emotion,
and in the cause of noble sentiments.*
When he spoke of the Emperor, he said,
"our father;" when he spoke to his
soldiers, he said, " my children." His
personal appearance was commanding
solely by force of expression. In stature
he was somewhat under the average height;
his physical frame was slight; and his
countenance, which had that mobility
peculiar to the Sclavonic race, was easily
affected by the fatigue of anxious thought
or bodily effort. But he had the eye of a
leader of men— an eye luminous, intense,
and deeply caverned under a shaggy brow.
His soldiers and his countrymen called him
"Father." His sovereign and the empire
called him " Saviour." Kossuth called him
"Brigand." Posterity will probably
remember him as a great, broken-hearted
man.
* His poems were published at Vienna in 1850.
Here—since it is only for a moment that
the image of the great Ban passes across
the limited field of vision which belongs to
our present point of view—here, is the
place to mention that the imperial promises
on which he implicitly relied were never
realised; that as soon as the empire was
saved, its saviours were forgotten. The
Croats were transferred from King Log to
King Stork; and Croatia, instead of being
Magyarised by the haughty Hungarians,
was Germanised by the Vienna beaurocracy.
The intellect of Jellachich did not long
survive the betrayal of all he had lived and