The kingdom was happy enough till the pedants got into it.

We learn quite enough at college." "Here is the specimen-sheet of a newspaper about to be started." "Newspaper!--a parcel of lies! I'll not spoil my den with that rubbish, I warrant you." "Here is a proposal to found a permanent Hungarian theatre at Buda-Pest." "Whoever wants play-acting can come here to me.

There's a theatre here and lots to eat, and they can stay, if they like, all their days." "Here is a suggestion for bettering the position of the National Museum." "I'll wager I have far better collections here than there are in the National Museum." And this was the way in which the Hungarian magnate examined his accounts every year.
When the worthy steward had withdrawn, the Nabob sent for his _fiskal_, or family lawyer, who found him looking out of the window, motionless, with his hands behind his back.
The _fiskal_ stood and waited for his master to turn round.

He waited a good half-hour, but the Nabob turned round at last, and said to his man of business, "Pray sit down, sir, and write." An unusual embarrassment was observable in the Nabob's voice, which would certainly have surprised anybody else but the _fiskal_.
"My dear younger brother," old Karpathy began to dictate, "inasmuch as you are living at present in this realm, and I do not wish the name of Karpathy to be slighted on this particular day when I have made peace with all who ever angered me, therefore I now, as becometh a kinsman, offer my hand to you also, my younger brother,[8] in the hope that you will not reject it; and I, at the same time, send you, my younger brother, two hundred thousand florins, which you shall receive from me, so long as I live, from year to year.

And I hope that henceforth we shall continue to be good kinsmen." [Footnote 8: _Oecse_, a familiar and affectionate salutation from an elder to a younger kinsman.] The old man's eyes were wet while he recited these words, and if a more sympathetic man than the _fiskal_ had been present, there might have been something like a tender scene.
"Wrap it up and write on the outside: To the Honourable Bela Karpathy of Karpat, at Pressburg.