The War in Hungary, 1848-1849 By Max Schlesinger

Any firearms peeping out of a carriage-window commonly sufficed to keep such fellows at a respectful distance, as the swineherd is never armed with any other weapon than his fokos. The fokos is a hatchet, with a long handle, which the Kanasz hurls with great dexterity. Whenever he desires to pick out and slaughter one [...]

TAIT’S EDINBURGH MAGAZINE, FROM JANUARY TO DECEMBER, VOL. XXII. 1855

The inhabitants of the Puszta are herdsmen, following great droves of horses, buffaloes, snow-white bullocks, sheepand swine from pasture to pasture, and remaining the whole year round beneath the canopy of Heaven. The wildest amongst them are the swineherds, and their greatest distinction is to be a redoubtable fighter. They are pre-eminently the heroes of [...]

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