The count wrote to the minister, demanding
the restitution of his private letters,
and a personal interview for the purpose
of disproving the calumny by which their
robbery was said to have been justified.
Both demands were rejected in the most
insulting terms, and the count was
significantly informed that he could no longer
be allowed to shelter himself beneath the
roof of a lunatic asylum, and must be
prepared to quit it at an early date. And
meanwhile Baron Nicholas Vay was
proscribed and pursued, Zsedenyi and Richter
were thrown into prison, General Eynatten
hanged himself in his prison cell. Every
Hungarian, still true to the cause of his
country, was being hunted down by Baron
Thiery's hounds.

On the 8th of April, 1860, two servants
of Count Stephen Szechenyi knocked at the
count's bedroom door: it being their
business to call him, as usual, at seven.
Receiving no answer, and finding the door
locked, they hastened to inform one of the
doctors of the establishment. On opening
the door of the count's apartment, the
doctor and those with him recoiled in
horror.

Count Stephen Szechenyi was seated in
his arm chair, over one side of which his
left arm was hanging. In his right hand
was a revolver; his head was shattered
almost to pieces. He must have placed
the muzzle of one barrel of the revolver
so close against the eyeball of the left eye,
when he fired, that the discharge could
have made but little, if any, noise. A
sick man, who slept in the story under the
count's apartment, thought he had noticed
a slight sound during the night in the room
above: but by no one else had any explosion
been heard.

At the hour of ten in the morning of the
10th of April, a small group of about a
hundred persons was gathered round a plain
black catafalque in the chapel of the Döbling
hospital. The same day, the body of the
Great Magyar was removed from Döbling
to the family vaults of the count's ancestral
mansion at Zenkendorf. The funeral
cortége reached Zenkendorf in the evening,
where the illustrious dead was received with
lighted torches by the inhabitants of all the
surrounding towns and villages. The bier
was accompanied by upwards of six thousand
persons to the chapel of Zenkendorf.
On the following day, the remains of Stephen
Szechenyi were placed, by eight young
counts of the Szechenyi family, upon the
funeral car, with the kalpalk and
violet-coloured attela of the deceased. On either
side of it, walked four hundred of the
principal inhabitants of the district, bearing
torches; after them, an immense concourse
of humbler mourners—the youth and age of
all the surrounding country far and wide.

Just as the body was being lowered into
the grave, that immense multitude burst,
as though simultaneously inspired into
patriotic song; and while the ashes of
the great Hungarian sank beneath his
native earth, there rose above them, on
many thousand voices, the great national
hymn of the Hungarian people.

So, in the holy precincts of the antique
church, which he himself had rescued from
ruin and dedicated to the memory of St.
Stephen, now rest all that was mortal of
St. Stephen's noblest son.

A few weeks later, on the 30th of April,
1860, a more splendid and general tribute
of respect and gratitude was rendered to
the memory of the Great Magyar. On
that day the National Academy of Hungary
celebrated at Pesth in solemn state the
requiem of its great founder; and there was
not a single province or parish of Hungary
which (to the impotent vexation of the then
Austrian government) was not publicly
represented at this ceremony.

The FOURTH VOLUME will be commenced on Saturday,
June 4, with a New Serial Story, entitled,
THE DOCTOR'S MIXTURE,
Which will be continued from week to week until
completed.

A Short Serial Story will also be commenced in the First
Number of the New Volume, entitled,
IN THAT STATE OF LIFE.
And will be continued from week to week until
completed.

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PART TWO OF
THE MYSTERY OF EDWIN DROOD.
BY CHARLES DICKENS.
WITH ILLUSTRATIONS BY S. L. FILDES.
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