Wobbling

In Budapest, Hungarian capital, the magnificent Parliament building on the left bank of the Danube was the scene of a crisis which rapidly rocked the entire kingdom.

The Opposition, like many other Oppositions, became rowdy, rowdier, most rowdy. Heated accusations (not specified) were hurled at the head of Premier Count Stephen Bethlen, Transylvanian industrial magnate. No effort of the Government and its supporters could stem the mighty, endless avalanche of abuse that slid off the asperous tongues of its enemies.

Police were summoned to the Parliament, entered the debating chamber, seized 14 members of the Opposition, threw them out on the street. Then meetings of indignation were held all over the city. Anger grew; and the city became alive with people running this way and that. The Government ordered out the Army to occupy the beautiful Royal Castle, on the right bank of the Danube, and all the State buildings. The Bethlen regime, so used to wobbling, wobbled again.