SECOND DAY. 27 
of the large island of Mohdaes in their full luxuriance. On 
the former side of the river we also saw steep hills which 
were separated from the Danube by a narrow strip of level 
country, which got broader and broader as we approached 
Mohics itself. 
Before reaching this town the Captain had told me that he 
was very sorry not to be able to get to Apatin by the evening, 
for it would be impossible to do so as night would overtake 
us while still two hours above that place. 
To this we had to submit, though by so doing the first 
hours of the morning would be lost for shooting. It was not, 
however, in the least the Captain’s fault, for, thanks to the 
splendid engines of our steamer, we had already covered 
quite an incredibly long distance in a very short time, and if 
Adony had not detained us so long we should have arrived 
at Apatin in the afternoon. 
So far as size goes Mohacs is quite a large town, but its 
character is that of a true Hungarian village, though a few 
two-storied houses rise proudly in the square near the landing- 
place of the Danube steamers. We ran by it without stopping, 
so as to lose no time, passing the crowd of boat-mills just 
below, which indicate the neighbourhood of a large settlement. 
The name of Mohacs recalls a gloomy incident in the annals 
of Hungary which is still a matter of common talk, and every 
Hungarian who travels down the Danube looks with sorrow 
on the blood-steeped marsh where so many brave Magyars, 
headed by their king, perished so heroically. 
Immediately below this village a very beautiful and pictur- 
esque scene opened out before us. 
To the right we saw an extensive plain bounded on the 
south by a chain of heights, from which rose a conical pointed 
hill. This hill we now beheld for the first time, but it was to 
prove a true friend whose acquaintance we were to make 
from various directions during the next few days. On the 
