Magyar Cserkész, 1929 (10. évfolyam, 14. szám)

1929-07-15 / 14. szám

BROTHER SCOUTS!

Brothers, Scouts of the big World, the sons of the small Hungary greet you with enthusiasm.

We greet you British Brothers. We have to thank you so much. You gave us Robinson and Mowgli. You sent us Shakespeare, who became a prominent personality of our national literature through his translated works. And you gave us B.-P. who taught us, how to become scouts and who signed his name by this fact on a golden page of modern Hungarian history.

We greet you, because we know you, we admire you and we like you very much, since that historical event, when, 900 years ago, our great King, St. Stephen received the exiled Anglo-Saxon Royal Princes and gave them a home in his court. Since these olden times up to our days : when hundreds of us are coming here, to pay homage to the Anglosaxon spirit we feel a deep and frank sympathy for you.

We greet you, the sons of young and free America. You have been the founders of the scout’s romaniticism and of sound camping mentality. Since that Hungarian youngster, called Pyrker, who sailed to America, with the Norman sea-men, about 500 years, before Columbus, up to Louis Kossuth, who was honoured by the American Congress in Washington in 1849, as the symbol of oppressed, but eternal liberty, up to that little kid, who is dreaming everyday about the adventures of Indian Chiefs and trappers. How many and many Hungarian boys turned their sympathy and admiration towards you ? !

We greet you, sons of France : Your mother country symbolized human culture and liberty already to that poor ßefWen-student from Transsylvania, who studied at

the Paris University in 1175 and whose coffin contained clods of Hungarian earth, sent by the King, of Hungary. Long centuries after, our greatest poet: Alexander Petőfi, — whose patriotical poems incensed the fight against tyrranism, — who died on the battlefield and whose life story was written by your Francis Coppée, He used to characterize France, as the most human, democratic and most progressive nation of the world.

We greet you, Italian and Polish Brothers, with whom we fought during ages for the same glorious ideals, on the same battlefields. You gave us and we have given you monarchs and national heroes. The memory of the Anjous, the fagellos, Stephen Báthori, Monti, General Bern, Stephen Türr and the other heroes are strengthening our mutual friendship for ever.

We greet you, German and Austrian Brothers, who brought us Christianity a thousand years ago, and science during a thousand years. We saved you by our blood againstAsian barbarism during the same thousand years.

We greet you all, Turkish, Bulgarian, Finnish and Esthonian brothers and Scandinavian friends, Spanish and Greek scouts, Swiss and Slav boys, Asiatic, African and Australian natives, brothers of each colour and of so many native tongues, about whom we dreamed at the camp-fire or sitting in our rooms over lectures and with whom we want to speak the only international language : the language of brotherhood and friendship.

We request but one : accept our brotherly feelings with equal sympathy. We are the sons of a small country, which was forced to fight during a 1000 years for her existence and which deserved the name : martyrnation, given by the greatest thinker of our century,-—be-