VII--THE WISDOM OF UNCLE PISTA

From him we went to Aunt Sharolta and Uncle Pista--in Hungary all

older people are addressed as uncle or aunt. Aunt Sharolta was nearly

blind, but wonderfully sweet and gentle; and Uncle Pista was small,

round and jovial--red-faced and white-haired. He always wore a piece of

plaster on his nose, and we often speculated as to what might be below

that plaster, for it certainly never was changed, and whether it had

originally been black or pink no one knew, for from time immemorial it

was grey. He was the most intrepid politician I have ever met. He had

learned geography sixty years ago, had forgotten it for fifty, and I

doubt if he rightly knew where Serbia lay from Austria. His daughters'

geographical views were based on their father's.

When, on this particular day, we appeared in their house, hot and

breathless and looking as if we had been picked out of the hay-stack,

we found Uncle Pista bemoaning his horses and saying that if this sort

of thing would continue he would have no nerves left. Aunt Sharolta was

turning out all her drawers for things to manufacture into comforts for

the soldiers, and having unearthed a piece of grey material embroidered

with rose-buds she was making it into a chest-protector.

"Our boys," she explained, "will die of cold in Russia, if we don't

make warm clothes for them."

"What's more to the point, my horses will die of cold in Russia,"

grumbled Uncle Pista.

"You don't think, then, that the Russians may break into Galicia?" I

suggested.

"What an idea! Our army won't let them. Russia will take six weeks

to mobilise--she can't do it in less--and by that time we shall have

finished off Serbia and we can join the Germans in Russia. It's a pity

though that the German Kaiser didn't keep quiet; of course he knows

best, but there's no question but the Tsar was very impertinent to him

lately, and William is hot-tempered. I've no doubt it's for the best,

and it's one of God's mercies that we have the Kaiser behind us to

help us against Russia. Our boys will be in St. Petersburg long before

Christmas."

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