Fri, 27 August 2021
A wayward horse carries a dying man across the lone puszta. He is not injured – he is poisoned. Maurus Jokai, today on The Classic Tales Podcast.
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In this week’s story, we delve more into the Hungarian horse culture, and learn more about the flatland known as the puszta. I’ve been there, and it’s as flat as it’s described in the story. I’ve grown up all my life in the mountains, and that was the first time in my life I experienced the complete absence of anything varying the skyline. No mountains, no hills. Just a dome of sky. It’s really an amazing place.
Last week, we met Sandor Decsi, a Hungarian horseman, or csikos, who was drafted into the war to serve the Emperor. He gave a comb, signifying his engagement to Klari, the young woman who run the Hortobagy Inn. Sandor wasn’t too happy with her, because it was evident that she had been a little unfaithful, as he had met on the way to see her he met Ferko Lacza, a cowboy, who had received from Klari a yellow rose from the only yellow rose bush on the puszta. Due to this lover’s spat, Klari remembered the teachings of a gypsy woman, who said to add mandragora root to her sweetheart’s wine, if she wanted to get him to love her again.
Meanwhile, Ferko the cowboy was on his way to escort a herd of cattle to Austria, and start a new life as the lead cowherd there. Our story today begins when the group of men are getting ready to start the journey across the puszta to their new home and country.
And now, The Yellow Rose, Part 2 of 3, by Maurus Jokai.