THE Hero OF ZSOLCZA

Who attacked that valiant army?

Sensible patriots, lawyers, schoolchildren, doctors, merchants, engineers, craftsmen lined up under the tricolor flag among the sons of the peasants and said, “Just give us a rifle, we are soldiers immediately.

That the wise men of this old system laughed, who knew the matter that a man and a rifle were not yet a soldier; it must first stand for another year, live in a foreign country for four years, go to rapport for six years, study to march for eight years, get used to a German word for ten years, only then can it be said that it is already a soldier.

Well, to be a military officer: a lieutenant, a captain, a major, a colonel. It will only take a long time for marine science. How could a pious Hungarian man learn who is never taught this?

And then it became: as soon as that Hungarian boy was given a rifle in his hand, he immediately became a soldier; some were not given a rifle, only a scythe and with it he became a good soldier.

It’s a miracle. But he still knows patriotism for miracles.

Among those who left the peaceful civilian career for the deeds of the sword, one of our most outstanding champions was Lajos Gózon.

He was a lawyer in Pest. We went to school together. There, too, everyone knew him as a gentle young man with a noble mood.-5-

When the nation was forced into a self-defense struggle, a volunteer team from intelligent young people from Pest undertook to defend the attacked home: Gózon also left with this team. They were not looking for adventure, they were not looking for a new career, they were just taking a gun for a cry for help back home, like every good child who hears his father and mother screaming for help.

However, fate had passed away.

During Manswörth, he should have attacked a room occupied by an opponent, protected by strong batteries, and the deadly company shook the hearts of even the most determined soldiers.

Then the young lawyer, Lajos Gózon, who did not hear the military news, snatched the national flag from the hands of the flag holder, “my friends, long live the home!” he cried and ran to him with the flag at the enemy’s battery; and his enthusiastic troops resolutely threw themselves into the opponent’s cartilage fire.

He was avoided by all the bullets, though we know that they are very much the ones who visit him with a flag in his hand.

Such a man was not allowed to be returned to the desk. The leaders there marched, elevated him to the rank of officer; and then there, in how many battles he appeared, he sought for himself so much merit: for all merits, not out of patronage, he became a major for a valiant battalion.

On July 2 and 11, the three-reclaimed Ács forest testifies to Gózon’s heroic determination. How many strands of wood does that forest have, each could be a tomb head tree for the Hungarian and Austrian heroes who died there.

This was followed by the infamous parade of the upper Hungarian army from Komárom to the Tisza, which was carried out with so much heroism between the armies of two world powers.

Barely a day has passed without a battle, a clash of pre- and post-battles; these were the ordinary: sometimes there was a feast, a day of total battle.-6-

Such a fighting holiday was July 26 at the waters of Sajó.

Russian General Tseodajeff, with twenty thousand men, including twenty-five century cavalry, hurried to attack the left wing of the Hungarian army. This left wing was formed by the 7th Corps under Pöltenberg; just over five thousand people. So one: against four.

The water of the Sajó lay between them.

The battle was mostly fought by artillery. Tseodajeff drew forty-eight cannons on the right bank of the Sajó, where the serpentine areas of the river, covered with dense bait, gave him a favorable advantage to push his batteries unnoticed closer to the Hungarian army.

Such a Russian battery, covered by two battalions and a swampy Cossack, rushed all the way to Lower Zilczka under the protection of the coastal berk, and from there unexpectedly opened the murderous fire against one of the army’s opposite batteries.

The artillery of that battery were almost children. It was only now that they had left school, where they had learned so much from mathematics, how much was enough for someone to be an artillery with him.

Lajos Gózon, Major of the 66th Battalion, seeing the dangerous operation of the Russian battery, which made the position of the left wing shaky, hurried to warn his general and at the same time ask him to let the Russian battery out of his place with a bayonet.

The general’s response was that, despite the command of the commander-in-chief, he should not command columns on the right bank of the Sajó; nor can it take responsibility for the victims of such a bloodthirsty company.

And from the little boys’ battery, two cannons were already lying on the ground, the third’s wheels were already damaged, the poor little boys were dragged one after another dead, crushed by their beds. – Lajos Gózon could not watch this; handed over the command of the battalion to the oldest captain, stating that he had voluntarily-7- will launch an attack on Russian battery with entrepreneurs.

With that, he set off on horseback to look for a wader in Sajó. When he luckily crossed it, he rode through the forest on the banks of the Sajó, all the way to where he could spy on the position of the Russian battery.

With that, he rode back to his battalion.

– Now boy! he said unto them, Whosoever hath the life of his own country than his own, let him come with me.

But at the word, the whole battalion wanted to go with him.

– One hundred will be enough! said Gozon, and he chose one century, and put the other in the chain, and placed it on the left bank of the Sajó.

A century against two battalions, and a cavalry against a Cossack horse, to attack a cannonball! The elders of military science would laugh if someone would advise them.

It was with us who did it.

Arriving at Sajó, the little team asked, how are we going through here?

– That’s right! said Gozon, jumping off his horse, he took the rifle out of the hands of a sick boy and jumped into the water, and set out for the wader he was looking for: «here is the bridge, boys; after me, who is Hungarian and loves his homeland! »

After a minute, the small team waded through armpit water, disappearing into the shadow of the forest on the right.

And now then quietly, carefully forward among the bushes; there is nothing but the restless heartbeat, no other command word, only the waving of the eyes. The small team stands alone in the heart of the enemy’s camp, away from all aid, entrusting it alone to its own bayonet.

Even before him is the enemy, whose presence he does not even suspect. You only have a minute to think and implement.

But it was the glorious minute.

“Nail the bayonet and move forward!” the word of Lajos Gózon sounded, and at that moment, like the eagle’s prey, he slammed-8-down to the Russian battery a handful of volunteer teams, and at that minute all the gunners were killed, all the cannons nailed, the cover scattered with a line fire. During that minute, the fate of the day was decided.

How boldly the heroic assassination was carried through, the result became so great: there was great confusion in the Russian battle order; they thought that when the Hungarian army found a ford, they took them to the side; they suddenly stopped firing all over the line and with that Tseodajeff abandoned the battle and drew his army to camp away from Sajo.

And in all of this, the lion’s share belonged to a handful of small teams, and to its leader, who was a lawyer a year ago.

The leaders themselves praised Lajos Gózon for this courageous act; for the successful execution, the commander-in-chief elevated him to lieutenant colonel on the spot and hugged him in front of all the camp faces, saying to him, «I know you again as the hero of Manswörth and Ács».

A few days later, a certificate of bravery dated August 1 was handed over to Lajos Gózon at the headquarters in Nyíradony.

I am writing it here in its entirety; we cannot give our heroes any reward other than to crown their names.

“Certificate. – It is offered a second-degree medal by Major Lajos Gózon and Commander of the 66th Battalion, who, inspired by zealous love for his homeland and unwavering loyalty, f. é. on the 2nd and 11th of July in Komárom in the battle of Ács, and on the 26th in the battle on the Sajó Line, by his exemplary and militant wear, his heroic determination and his contempt for death, he gave excellent signs of his valiant character. I consider it my most beautiful task and duty, – as long as I can be honored with the order of merit of this hero, to deliver this certificate of valor on behalf of the esteemed homeland. – Dated at the main headquarters in Nyíradony. August 1, 1849. The chief is Görgei Arthur. (PH)-9-

Here is a page from the life of a Hungarian hero, which is printed in red letters in his career.

During the fighting, the working citizen became what every patriot should be able to transform into: a waist soldier.

And with the end of the fighting, the valiant soldier once again became what every soldier should be able to transform into: a worker, a useful citizen.

Then he was able to serve his country with weapons, well, faithfully, selflessly.

You can now serve your country with reason, work, level well, level faithfully, level self-sacrifice.

This is my ideal of a Hungarian army.

This is my ideal of a Hungarian citizen.