Hungary -- History -- Revolution, 1918-1919 -- Personal narratives; Tormay, Cécile, 1876-1937 -- Diaries
What has been the result? Károlyi has commissioned Joseph Pogány to
crush every attempt at a counter-revolution, the country’s Government
delegates have been dismissed, officials have had to take the oath to
the government or leave, and Károlyi’s brother has had to climb down.
Thus ends the affair so far as he is concerned, but for those who are
working at the dangerous task of drawing the whole country into the
meshes of the counter-revolution and of making its outbreak simultaneous
everywhere, the consequences are disastrous. We shall have to start
anew and build up what had been wantonly destroyed. One plan was that
the county of Jász-Nagy-Kún should proclaim a separate republic and
secede from Károlyi’s republic. This would have been the signal for the
other counties to follow, leaving Budapest to itself and refusing to
supply it with food, so that the starving town would have driven out its
degrading tyrants of its own accord. But that is impossible now. A new
way will have to be found, and the task will be heavy, for our enemies
will be on the alert. At the last meeting of the Soldiers’ Council Pogány
proclaimed: “The revolution is in danger. Let the leaders and accomplices
of the counter-revolution beware, for the well-meaning patience of
the Soldiers’ and the Workers’ masses has been exhausted. As long as
possible—patience; when necessity requires it—machine guns.” And he gave
orders to his secret police to search the houses of those implicated.
Yesterday Countess Louis Batthyány mentioned to me that she had
written a confidential letter to her brother, Count Julius Andrássy,
in Switzerland, and my thoughts flew to this letter when I heard this
morning that houses were being searched in the town. If it were found!
A Transylvanian friend telephoned to me early this morning and said:
“I have had visitors, they will probably come to you too. You’d better
make preparations, because they’re very inquisitive; they even look up
the chimney.” Again I heard that curious buzzing sound in the telephone
which has happened lately whenever I have been called up. I myself can
never get a connection now-a-days, for though the exchange answers it
never connects me. I wrote and reported this, and an electrician came and
inspected the apparatus; apparently everything was in order, yet when I
wanted to call up somebody the same thing happened again.
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