"We Szekelys have a right to be proud, for in our veins flows the blood of many brave races who fought as the lion fights, for lordship. Here, in the whirlpool of European races, the Ugric tribe bore down from Iceland the fighting spirit which Thor and Wodin gave them, which their Berserkers displayed to such evil intent on the seaboards of Europe, aye, and of Asia and Africa too, till the peoples thought that the werewolves themselves had come.

Here, too, when they came, they found the Huns, whose warlike fury had swept the earth like a living flame, till the dying peoples held that in their veins ran the blood of those old witches, who, expelled from Scythia had mated with the devils in the desert. Fools, fools! What devil or what witch was ever so great as Attila, whose blood is in these veins?"

He held up his arms. "Is it a wonder that we were a conquering race, that we were proud, that when the Magyar, the Lombard, the Bulgar, or the Turk poured his thousands on our frontiers, we drove them back?

Vocabulary:

Lordship: To be rulers, masters
Whirlpool: When water goes around very fast, making a hole in the surface
Bore: Carried
Berserker: Someone who fights like a madman
Seaboard: Coast
Werewolves: Half man, half wolf
Magyar: The people of Hungary
Lombard: People of north Italy
Frontiers: Borders