This may be so, for when the Magyars conquered the country in the eleventh century they found the Huns settled in it. They wore high boots, with their trousers tucked into them, and had long black hair and heavy black moustaches.

Count Dracula had directed me to go to the Golden Krone Hotel, which I found, to my great delight, to be thoroughly old-fashioned, for of course I wanted to see all I could of the ways of the country. They had all full white sleeves of some kind or other, and most of them had big belts with a lot of strips of something fluttering from them like the dresses in a ballet, but of course there were petticoats under them.

The women looked pretty, except when you got near them, but they were very clumsy about the waist. They had all full white sleeves of some kind or other, and most of them had big belts with a lot of strips of something fluttering from them like the dresses in a ballet, but of course there were petticoats under them. It seems to me that the further east you go the more unpunctual are the trains. He went, but immediately returned with a letter. They are very picturesque, but do not look prepossessing. It takes a lot of water, and running strong, to sweep the outside edge of a river clear. The strangest figures we saw were the Slovaks, who were more barbarian than the rest, with their big cow-boy hats, great baggy dirty-white trousers, white linen shirts, and enormous heavy leather belts, nearly a foot wide, all studded over with brass nails.

It was on the dark side of twilight when we got to Bistritz, which is a very interesting old place. Some of them were just like the peasants at home or those I saw coming through France and Germany, with short jackets and round hats and home-made trousers; but others were very picturesque.