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Updated: June 25, 2025
The great Berlin philosopher and the young Wallachian writer lived for some time in an intellectual confraternity, which, no doubt, is to this day one of the most valuable souvenirs of the brilliant author of "La Vie Monastique dans l'Eglise Orientale." In reference to this subject, we take leave to quote a passage from the graceful pen of M. Charles Yriarte:
"What is going on here?" he repeated; and seizing the fainting girl in the arms of a Wallachian, he ordered him to lay her down. "She is one of our enemies," replied the savage insolently. "Silence, knave! Does one of the Roumin nation seek enemies in women? Lay her down instantly." "Not so, leader," interrupted Lupey; "our laws entitle us to a division of the spoil.
"O stay, Imre, you cannot look on them; they are all headless!" "My God!" exclaimed the young man, covering his face with both hands, and, bursting into tears he threw himself down with his face upon the earth. His comrades questioned the Wallachian closely as to what he knew about the young girl.
But Anicza was a Wallachian girl and Wallachian girls are jealous, revengeful and artful. That Saturday had arrived. Seven hundred torches lit up the Lucsia Grotto.
The Decurio spoke a few words in the Wallachian language, on which they replied more vehemently than before, at the same time thrusting forward the kalpag on the pole. The Decurio turned hastily round. "Was your name written on your kalpag?" he asked the young man, in evident embarrassment. "It was." "Unhappy youth!
Varhely is conspicuous for its dirt even among Wallachian villages, yet once it was a royal town. It is built on the site of the famous Sarmisegethusa, the capital of ancient Dacia. In Trajan's second expedition against Decebalus, King of the Dacians, he came from Orsova on the Danube by the same route that forms the highroad of this day the same I had traversed in my way hither.
One after another the losers dropped out, until at last Manasseh and the Wallachian commander were left pitted against each other, a heap of coins and banknotes between them. Fortune declared for Manasseh, and he swept the accumulated stakes into his pocket. At this the others looked him more sharply in the face. "Who is he?" was asked by one and another.
The Wallachian shook his head impatiently. "Well, propose something yourself, Decurio." "I will. Let us try which of us can give the best proof of courage and daring; and whoever can do that, shall have the girl, for he best deserves her." "Well said!" cried the men unanimously. "Let us each relate what we have done, and then you can judge which among us is the boldest."
I am not gone yet." "Nor have I removed the match; you may come back." The Wallachian slammed the door, and ran for his life, till exhausted and breathless he sank under a tree, where he lay with his tunic over his head, and his ears covered with his hands, only now and then raising his head nervously, to listen for the awful explosion which was to blow up the world.
Take off your dress," he continued, turning to the Wallachian, "you may have mine in exchange," and, hastily putting on the tunic, he concealed his pistols in the girdle beneath it. "We will follow you," said his comrades, taking up their arms; "we will seek her from village to village." "No, no, I must go alone! I shall find her more easily alone.
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