ELEVENTH DAY. 183 



The time for saying good-bye at last came ; so we all got 

 into the ' Vienna/ and prepared to go over to the Hungarian 

 side. The inhabitants were all assembled on the meadow 

 outside the village ; and at the last moment a young Servian 

 girl gave me a bouquet, while all waved their hats as a 

 parting greeting. We now slanted towards the left bank, 

 and, rounding an island thickly overgrown with willow 

 bushes, turned into one of the ,arms of the river, and 

 approached the village of Futak through a narrow belt of 

 woods. Grey, Purple, and Squacco Herons, Terns, and 

 Kites flew over us, and White Storks were standing by the 

 bank and on the tops of the houses. A number of people 

 who had assembled at the landing-place gave me an enthu- 

 siastic welcome ; and among the carriages which were there 

 awaiting us was a very smart four-in-hand, belonging to 

 Count Chotek. Our arrangements were now quickly made. 

 The two Savants were sent off by the Count to the little 

 stretch of " auen " up-stream, where there were some nests of 

 the smaller hawks ; while my brother-in-law and I, accom- 

 panied by our kind host, were to take a drive to the woods 

 below the village, instructions having been given that the 

 steamer should meet us at Futak by a certain hour, in order 

 that we might resume our journey. 



Everything being settled, we drove in the four-in-hand 

 through the village, where the breadth of the streets and the 

 style of the buildings were thoroughly Hungarian ; but the 

 cleanliness of the houses and gardens clearly showed that 

 they belonged to Swabian colonists, by whom Futak is 

 altogether peopled. 



The Count's castle stands in a park at the further end 

 of the village; but it was at present in a very woful con- 

 dition, having been much damaged by a recent fire. Close 

 behind it we turned to the north, and drove out into the 

 "puszta." Before us lay the broad Hungarian plains, the 



