Identifier: hungary00stok (find matches)
Title: Hungary
Year: 1909 (1900s)
Authors: Stokes, Adrian, 1854-1935 Stokes, Marianne
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Publisher: London : A. and C. Black
Contributing Library: Robarts - University of Toronto
Digitizing Sponsor: University of Toronto

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n such a way that a broad band of liningshowed, orange or vermilion, as it sloped down totheir heels at the back. The matrons we saw sitting together in churchwore dark handkerchiefs on their heads; darkleather vests, richly embroidered with black andwhite, or claret, green and black; black pleatedouter skirts, with broad band embroidered withblack below the waist; aprons of rich colours ; andblack top-boots with remarkably small feet. The young unmarried women wore on theirheads pdrtas, or wreaths of imitation pearls andruby tinsel, from which four long bright ribbonsdescended; cloth vests, worked in many colours ;bright pleated aprons, often tomato or flame colour;white skirts; and dainty crimson leather top-bootswith high heels. Two long ribbons, blue or scarlet,hung from their necks almost to the ground ; theirsleeves were of whitest linen, and their hair hungin a long plait, ending in a silken cord with twotassels, either brown or red. Under each left arm HAY-TIME IN TRANSYLVANIA
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BANFFY-HUNYAD 209 a brightly coloured shawl was held, which reacheddown to the bottom of the skirts. There was a high-bred look about all theseMagyar people. The men were tall, straight, andsmall-headed ; the young women tall and slender,with small hands and feet. Their manners wereincomparable. When children or young girls came to my wife,they always kissed her hand. They frequentlykissed mine too, and those soft lips left a sweetand gentle feeling of their youth and freshness. 27 CHAPTER X DESZE, SOME OTHER PLACES, AND A SALT-MINE Leaving England one year late in May, we wentto Budapest, and thence on to pay a visit to theBishop of ^ ^ ^ ^ (formerly the Prelate) at hisdiocese in the East of Hungary. I remember,during the last portion of that journey, the gracefulacacia-trees in full flower and their delicious scent,through which we passed for hours at a time. We found the Bishops secretary waiting for uson the platform, wearing a long black cassock anda low top-hat, and attended by

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