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One of these comrades was Louis Kossuth. The reason of their incarceration can be readily imagined. They had incurred the enmity of Austria by the reforms which they sought to introduce, and their efforts to restore the ancient Constitution of St. Stephen. They had both been in the Hungarian Diet of 1832; and having rendered themselves obnoxious to Metternich, and his royal master Ferdinand the Fifth, were singled out as victims to glut the fell spirit of vengeance. At length, after several years of imprisonment, a royal rescript granted them amnesty; and on the sixteenth of May, 1840, the dungeon-doors were unlocked, and Carl Almendinger was again free. Free? No. There could be no freedom until the black-and-yellow colors of the Austrian flag were forever superseded by the tri-color of Hungary. So, with a heavy and desponding heart, the Magyar left his native land, and sailed for the United States of America.

After his arrival in New-York City, we next hear of him at Bethel, a small town in the State of Connecticut, where he was engaged in giving private lessons in modern languages. He remained at Bethel a year or more, during which time he ingratiated himself to an unusual extent with the inhabitants, by his modest and gentlemanly deportment, his high sense of honor, and his indomitable energy; the latter trait giving him quite a reputation for 'faculty.'

Though a little rough and uncouth in his ways, ungainly in his figure, and careless in his dress, every one believed him a good man and true. So satyr as he was, the wood-nymphs were not scared at his presence, but coquetted wooingly about him; and finally, when the gossips announced that Carl Almendinger was about to take Miss Henrietta Amelia Posey to wife, all the village sibyls spoke out with one accord: 'Well done, Henrietta; you might have done worse.'

Immediately after his marriage, Carl removed to Chicago, to lay on a solid basis the future fortunes of his house. The town at that time contained only a few thousand inhabitants, and was still imperfectly reclaimed from the swamp. Some persons, however, persisted in believing what, with rare sagacity, the Kinzies, Doctor Wolcott, and others of the first settlers, had predicted as early as 1830, in regard to its becoming the metropolitan city of the North-West; that its miry streets would yet rise a dozen feet higher, and that on them Aladdinlike palaces would grace the then sites of Pottowattomie wigwams. Carl was of the number who descried in the distance the fair future of Chicago. Hence he invested in the purchase of city property all the means which he could from time to time command; and as he industriously plied his business of instruc tor in the modern languages, he had often disposable funds. A few months after his removal to Chicago, a daughter was born to him, Mary Genevieve, ‘a little roly, poly' lump of sweetness and fat, whose advent Carl hailed with all those demonstrations of delight in keeping with his mercurial temperament.

Truly has Tupper said, 'A babe in a house is a well-spring of pleasure;' that is, doubtless, the first babe, for when duplicates, re-duplicates, and so on, ad infinitum, occur, the pleasure becomes at times dubious and mixed.

Mrs. Henrietta Amelia Almendinger. Having premised thus much, by way of introducing the lord, we might be accused of want of gallantry if our next

portraiture were not the lady. Mrs. Henrietta Amelia, though not pretty, was what people call 'a fine-looking woman.' Her attire was showy, and her disposition ambitious; indeed she even coveted a carriage and livery, and a palatial residence on Michigan Avenue. Proud and high-spirited, fond of exciting admiration, she well consorted in these respects with her husband; and the only fear was, that where there existed so manifest a desire for wealth, it might be like the ambition 'which o'erleaps itself, and falls on the other side:' Beneath a pleasing, and what some might regard a frivolous exterior, she held in reserve many sterling qualities of mind and heart. She was idolized by her husband, whose pleasure it was to anticipate her wishes, and whose highest boast that a Magyar had found favor in the eyes of a genuine Yankee girl. Though Mrs. Henrietta Amelia carried a high head, was sumptuous in her dress, and exacting in the respectability of her escort, she was at heart devoted to her husband, never thought of his indifferent figure, and his bagging clothes, but imagined him set aloft, as on a pedestal, above all the meretricious adornments of person. Bating a little vain-glory, a little coquetry, a little levity, and a carelessness at analyzing her husband's character, she was a fair and good woman, and well matched with her liege lord. She would stand by him to the death in the dark night of adversity; and you will find, reader, that the only danger is, that a too garish sun may render her over-confident, and that she may give offence when dreaming that all is well. Indefatigable, indomitable, and full of stir, like her husband, she was a member of various societies, had a 'knack' in forming acquaintances, and retaining them if desirable.

With such aids, or with such drawbacks, as you may please, reader, the Magyar started on his career in the North-west.

Assuming the prerogative of the novelist, let us skip over a period of six years. Carl Almendinger has heard his country call over mountain and valley, land and sea, and, like a dutiful son, takes ship, and is hurrying back to his father-land. The stirring appeals of Louis Kossuth have not only thrilled through Hungary, but have been read with avidity from Prague to the Carpathian Mountains, from the Dniester to the Danube. The winds have swept them over the Atlantic, and the loyal Magyars heard them above the deep base of old ocean's waves. 'Our subverted Constitution must be restored; our Diet must not be subject to the caprices of Austrian convocation. To the rescue from the Hapsburg, ye brave!' Such was the cry.

Carl Almendinger, we bid thee God-speed.

'BREATHES there a man with soul so dead,
Who never to himself hath said,

This is my own, my native land?'

Leave wife, child, home, all; pay the debt which every son owes to fatherland, when war, baring his red right arm, strikes for eternal liberty, the birth-right of the brave.

Among other wrongs which the Magyars demanded to have redressed, was a restoration of their own language, in place of their oppressor's, in their laws and literature. Metternich seized on this as a pretext for exciting the other Hungarian tribes against the Magyars, hoping thus to prevent a general upris

In this he was

ing against Austria, and bring about an internecine war. successful. Jellachiah, the ban of Croatia, with his myrmidons of Croats and Serbs, crossed the Danube, but the brave Magyars drove them back. The King ordered more troops to the assistance of the ban, when an insurrection broke out in his capital, and he sought safety in flight. Events of great importance now followed in quick succession. On the fourteenth of April, 1849, Hungary declared her independence of Austria. Next the gates of Comorn opened to the glorious rebels. Then the tri-color floated from the towers of Buda's castle. Next, what? Was Hungary free? Were pæans chanted in the streets in honor of Louis Kossuth and Carl Almendinger? Did they pass under triumphal arches, their temples bound with the victorious laurel? By no means. Treason effected what arms could never have done. A Georgey, emulating the character of Arnold, succeeded in selling his country for sixty thousand florins a year. Thus ended ingloriously the Hungarian struggle, in which the Magyars won their liberty by their blood, and lost it by the glitter of sordid dust.

In the attack on Buda, Carl Almendinger, fired by the recollections of early suffering within its walls, by 'the spurns which patient merit of the unworthy takes,' fought like an enraged lion; and once, when he espied a hated official on the battlements, at whose hands he had experienced many indignities, he rushed toward him, transfixed him with his bayonet, and left him for dead.

After Georgey's treason, Carl, losing all hope for his country, again crossed the ocean, and sought the peace and comfort of his prairie home. Many a narrative of the exploits in which he had borne a part, of 'the rude hut' of his nativity, where the Danube lay, which he had revisited, told at the instance of house-wife dear, or loving child, served to beguile the long days of summer, and shorten perceptibly the winter nights.

Mary, their daughter, was seven years of age, and was fast ripening into loveliness. 'Who is this child like ?' one is sometimes tempted to ask, when he sees a marked difference, mentally or physically, between the parents and the offspring. Only like herself,' is sometimes the unsatisfactory reply. So it was with Mary. She was sui generis. She had none of her father's ideality, his enthusiasm, his unrest of manner; none of his originality, or eccentricities, if you please; nor did she evince any of her mother's pride, her love of show, her frivolity, mantling ingrained principle; she was thoughtful, sincere, modest, and self-possessed. Other children boast of their knowledge, and assume airs with the finery which foolish parents bestow upon them; Mary never boasted, and seldom spoke of herself; never made a parade of her mental resources, or the changes in her wardrobe; but when no one was near, except perhaps her nurse, or one of her parents, some trifling incident would draw out from her little museum of mind many curious specimens; of the information which she had acquired, no one knew when or how. So, as she grew older, it became a common saying with father, mother, and maid, when any thing was desirable to know:‘Go and ask Mary; may be she can tell us.' Mary was also remarkably truthful; and the climax was reached in her playmates' evidences and proofs, when they could add: 'It is true, for Mary Al

mendinger said so.' Such was carnation-cheeked, chestnut-curled, well-limbed Mary; healthy and fair as a little Hebe, and wise as we can fancy any little Minerva of her age to have been.

Carl could not long rest content with any life, however captivating; so shortly after his return he opened a real-estate office in Chicago, and very soon was plying his new business as briskly and heartily as if enlisting volunteers for another Hungarian campaign.

His lands had risen so much in value since he purchased, that he was already regarded as one of the solid men of the city. His office soon began to make quite a stir in the community, and often during business hours could be heard within its walls a perfect Babel of tongues, conversations in French, Spanish, Italian, German, Checho-Slavic, Magyar, and English. In all of those languages Carl was able to converse intelligibly. His exploits in Hungary, his reputation for thorough truthfulness, his public spirit and benevolence, had all contributed to invest him with a certain prestige, so that the most favorable auguries were indulged in respect to the future success of his career.

In giving a description of Carl Almendinger's office, the reader will not require a minute inventory. Suffice it to say, that the floor was bare of every thing except dirt; the window-curtains were of buff muslin, lined with darkcolored paper, in order to exclude the sun; a large counter, which Carl had bought at auction, more suitable for the office of a banker than that of a realestate agent, ran midway across the room; two desks, a table covered with newspapers and manuscripts, thrown about in disorder; a few old chairs, maps of the United States, the State of Illinois, the city of Chicago, the various additions to the city, the town of Blackberry, suspended against the walls, or couchant in the corners of the room; these complete a general survey of the office. A couple of young gentlemen, Carl's clerks, by-the-by, are sitting at the desks, with whom we shall have much to do, and whom we will here introduce.

Sigmund Diehl, though only thirty years of age, is quite bald, except the tufts of hair at the occiput; his whiskers are gray - and what renders him more noticeable, he wears a very short-tailed coat, and sports a pair of steel spectacles. In walking, he generally makes three steps where most Christian people would make but one; and his tread is as light as if entertaining serious apprehensions of breaking through the crust of the earth. Nevertheless, Sigmund is a faithful clerk, and regards Carl's interests as his own. He labors under one great disadvantage, however, an inability to speak pure English, and no one realizes this defect more forcibly than himself. Carl, however, has instructed him in the use of a few English words, which generally enable him to make himself understood. Sometimes, indeed, they fail, and then embarrassment flushes his bald head, and twitches the muscles of his face.

An instance of this kind we may here relate. Carl had founded the town of Blackberry, in the State of Indiana, and but a few miles from Chicago. Whenever he sold land in it, he issued a certificate of sale, which testified to the purchase of a lot in the town of Blackberry, Indiana, without any more minute description of its locality; and the holder of this certificate was in

formed that he would get his deed when the general distribution was made, which, according to the programme, was to be done by means of a lottery. Numerous inquiries were made by the holders of these certificates for their deeds. Sigmund was instructed to answer, that no distribution was made as yet; but as this sentence was rather long, he generally abbreviated it thus: 'De distriboozhun none yet.' Most people understood this, and would n't put Sigmund to any further trouble with his broken English. One day, however, an Irishman came into the office, and walking up to Sigmund, as if he were a culprit, demanded his deed. 'De distriboozhun none yet,' was Sigmund's indignant and defiant answer. The Irishman was dull of comprehension, and Sigmund realizing this, and to accommodate him, reversed the order of the words, 'None yet de distriboozhun.' The Irishman suddenly conceiving the idea that Sigmund was speaking to him in an unknown tongue, with brightening face and apologetic pantomime rejoined: 'Yis, Sir, yis, Sir; but won't your honor plaze tell it to me now in Inglish?' This was too much for Sigmund; waving his hand impatiently, he bade him leave, and added significantly, 'You are no goot.'

Sigmund's summary courtship and subsequent marriage will also furnish an insight into his character. So we begin at the beginning. Once upon a time, two young girls were walking along one of the most frequented streets of Chicago, when the following dialogue took place:

'Katarine, will you have mine brudder? He is one goot brudder, but he is very pashful.'

'I never saw your brudder.'

'Den I show mine brudder to you, Katarine. He is one clerk for Herr Almendinger er ist aber sehr bescheiden- but he is very pashful.'

'I go wid you, Betsy, and see your brudder, and if I likes him, I marry him.'

So the twain hied to Herr Almendinger's office, where they were fortunate enough to find the object of their search alone. The perturbed and flushed face of Sigmund, as he saw the two intruders enter at once, indicated that he was aware of their mission.

'Dat is mine brudder,' said Betsy.

'I likes him very much,' said Katarine.

'Will you have mine brudder?' inquired Betsy. 'Ja,' responded Katarine.

It was accordingly arranged on the spot, that the marriage should be celebrated the next day, and Justice Horne was selected to perform the ceremony. Punctual to the appointed hour, Sigmund and Katarine appeared before the official dignitary. Sigmund wore the inevitable spectacles, sported his usual style of bob-tailed coat, and minced his steps even more than usual. Katarine was dressed in white, a color, we are inclined to think, most becoming to a bride. The license having been duly shown the justice, that dignitary bade the parties stand up, and proceeded to address them as follows:

'Mr. Diehl and Miss Gunzenhauser, I apprehend you are fully apprized of the momentous importance of the marriage rite. There is nothing that is com

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