The Eighth Tribe, 1975 (2. évfolyam, 1-12. szám)
1975-02-01 / 2. szám
Page Four THE EIGHTH TRIBE February, 1975 and have one leader and one mind, as it was in the days of Atilla.” “For many years, I was the wandering chief of a wandering tribe. My time is over now, my hair is white, and the guards upon the heavenly meadows are slowly opening the gates for me along the Road of the Warriors. The chiefs have chosen my oldest son, Arpad, to be your ruler for life.” The seven chiefs held a shield in front of Almos’ son, Arpad, as Arpad stepped upon it, they raised him high above their heads. He stood straight on the uplifted shield and his chestnut-colored hair glistened in the sunshine. In his hand sparkled the Sword of God. Without the slightest trembling, the heavy sword pointed toward the West. The people around him broke out in cheers. “Hail to Arpad, our Ruler!” “Lead us, and we shall follow!” “Give us orders and we shall obey!” The Táltos stepped forward with Atilla’s wooden cup in his hands. Silence fell over the square. “Come before me, ye seven Chiefs”, the Táltos said in a loud voice, “and you Kabars, who are joining us, do the same. Pledge your oath to your Leader, Arpad, and his descendants!” The chiefs approached the Táltos, one by one. One by one, they slit the flesh of their forearm and let their blood flow into Atilla’s cup. Last came Arpad. The Táltos mixed wine with the blood, poured a small amount on the ground, and sprayed a few drops into the wind, in four directions. Then the Táltos gave them the cup, and one by one, they drank from it. “From this day on”, the Táltos declared, “all the Magyars and Huns and Kabars shall be one nation, as your blood has become one in this cup.” Arpad was the last one to drink from the cup. “I, and my descendants shall respect the ranks of the tribes and clans” he said. “I shall listen to their advice and raise no arms against them. If I, or anyone of my descendants should ever break this oath, the soil shall refuse our body, and the heaven shall condemn our soul!” “The high heaven and the soil have heard your words”, the Táltos said, “and if you should break it, the earth will cast out your body, and the heaven will refuse your soul. So be it!” Translated by Elizabeth M. Wa.ss Reprinted from Selected Hungarian Legends by Albert Wass We call to the attention of the Churches, Societies, and businessmen to use the services of the Bethlen Press for their printing needs. —Books or Magazines Publication —Yearbooks —Cookbooks —Sunday Church Bulletins . . . one or multi-color. —Business Forms —Letterheads —Envelopes * * * AMERICAN HUNGARIAN TEXTBOOK Series No. I. and No. II......ea. $1.50 — enclose 25 cents for postage These books are designed to provide easy teaching material for Hungarian parents, grandparents, church-groups, or other social organizations in America who wish to teach the children in their midst to speak and be familiar with their language and customs. The listing of the words, together with their different forms used in the text, will also enable those parents who are not fluent in the Hungarian tongue to read the book together with their children, thus enlarging their own knowledge of the language. THE HUNGARIAN HERITAGE BOOKS Vol. 1. Hungarian Folk Dances, by Ilona Jobbágy and István Kutny, illustrated by Gyula Hargitay, hardb. ....................................$ 7.50 Vol. 2. History of the Hungarian Nation, by Dr. B. Vardy and D. Kosary, 480 pp. white deluxe .........................................................$16.00 Vol. 3. Selected Hungarian Legends, iUustrated by Joseph Mór, standard green ........$ 7.50 white deluxe ........$ 8.50 Vol. 4. Selected Hungarian Folk Tales, iUustrated by Béla Petry, standard green $ 7.50 white deluxe ........$ 8.50 The Books can be ordered through the Bethlen Press or the Danubian Press (Albert Wass) Astor Park, Florida 32002. # * * BETHLEN PRESS, INC. P. O. Box 637 Ligonier, Pa. 15658 Sándor E. Chomos, manager — 412-238-9244
