78 M. Beudant's Travels in Hungary. 



In renewing my pedestrian excursions as usual, I passed by 

 Godolo, where there is a fine chateau belonging to Prince Gras- 

 salkoritzs ; it stands on the right hand of the road, but very 

 near to it, and the grounds contain a number of plantations 

 and inclosures. The next object to attract notice was a gib- 

 bet, the first I had met with in Hungary, bearing the carcase 

 of a criminal who had suffered six months before. The spec- 

 tacle seemed too shocking for the feelings of women and chil- 

 dren, and the sensibilities of humanity are outraged and 

 nauseated by it. 



These impressions I retained till my arrival at the castle of 

 Aszod, where my gracious reception and entertainment soon 

 effaced the disgusting sensation. The neighbourhood was not 

 favourable to the leading object of my journeys, and I depart- 

 ed, the Baron accompanying me to Gyongyos, where he in- 

 troduced me to several officers of the Palatine regiment. 



Lieut. Col. Baron de Edelsbacher and Count Teleky gave 

 me letters for the Baron D'Orcy, at Parad, in the northern 

 part of the mountains of Matra. I set out with the horses 

 arid servants, supplied by these gentlemen, and attended by an 

 hussar, whose presence might inspire the greater security. 

 This amiable and preventing kind of hospitality I witnessed 

 throughout the country, and I cannot but speak highly of the 

 generous attentions of the good Hungarians. At Parad my 

 entertainment was no less agreeable, and the Baron D'Orcy 

 accompanied me, in my rambles, with all the promptitude 

 imaginable. 



The village of Parad is but small, but there are ferrugineous 

 waters that, in the fine season, attract company. The 

 Baron D'Orcy's habitation is only intended for occasional re- 

 sidence in the summer. Every thing has an air of the greatest 

 simplicity, and the whole appears rustic arid rural. It forms 

 an assemblage of small buildings with only the ground floor, 

 and disposed, on each side, so as to make a broad street or 

 place. Some serve for the accommodation of the Baron and 

 his people, and others for the reception of visitors. In the 

 middle is a chapel, and in summer, the whole looks more 

 animated and gay than some more stately chateaux. The 

 amiable affability of its possessors might tend to strengthen 

 this feeling. 



I intended to visit a certain crater, mentioned by Fichtel, but 

 the baron was eager to conduct me thither, and we according- 

 ly set out in a caravan, the baron, the colonel of the palatine 

 regiment, a neighbouring curate, and myself, with seven do- 

 mestics or guides. In our way we went to visit some of the 

 baron's alum works, long established, and I was instantly 



