. The letters and journal (1848-49) of Count Charles Leiningen-Westerburg, general in the Hungarian army;. held in reserve. The mainbody of the enemys army was posted at Isaszegand Godollo. Here I must tell you that Damjanich and Fold varysaved me from starving: for I never had anythingto eat. The old man always had a camp kitchenwith him; and even in the worst bivouac therewas a good stew ( gulyas ) to be had for theasking. He collected his friends round a large fire,on which he would himself heap fuel, for, as he wouldsay, no one knew how to do it so well as he did—and his good spirits serve
. The letters and journal (1848-49) of Count Charles Leiningen-Westerburg, general in the Hungarian army;. held in reserve. The mainbody of the enemys army was posted at Isaszegand Godollo. Here I must tell you that Damjanich and Fold varysaved me from starving: for I never had anythingto eat. The old man always had a camp kitchenwith him; and even in the worst bivouac therewas a good stew ( gulyas ) to be had for theasking. He collected his friends round a large fire,on which he would himself heap fuel, for, as he wouldsay, no one knew how to do it so well as he did—and his good spirits served to enliven us all. UncleCharlie too always had his mouthful ; and healways provided for me better than he did for COUNT LEININGEN-WESTERBURG 283 himself. As a rule he made our beds of anevening and showed me to the better one, sayingwith a beaming countenance : Here, brother, isyour berth. It was of no use offering any resistance :his friendship for me must needs . . every. . * 1 Here the writing comes to an abrupt conclusion : es war ihmein Bediirfniss mir seine Freundschaft in jeder. . .. ^ r in LETTERS WRITTEN IN PRISON The Fortress, Arad,17 September, 1849. My Darling Lizzie, You would be perfectly justified inreproaching me for not having written you beforeduring my confinement in Arad ; and yet I am notentirely to blame. How often I have written youletters, only to tear them up, for, what I wanted totell you was not for others eyes. As a matter ofcourse, every letter we receive or send is first readby our captors. Erbach * was good enough to write to you ; thencame Louis, dear old Louis,2 whose sorrow for myill-luck is almost greater than my own. I was notable to have more than one interview with him—and that but a short one ; but before he left hewrote me again. He must have missed the letter 1 Count Alfred Erbach, captain in the Austrian army. On September4, 1849, he wrote Countess Leiningen from Arad, telling her of herhusbands condition ; among other things, he
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