effected their reconciliation with the Bearnese, and for a handsome price paid down on the nail having acknowledged him to be their legitimate and Catholic sovereign, now turned their temporary attention to the Turk.  The sweepings of the League—­Frenchmen, Walloons, Germans, Italians, Spaniards—­were tossed into Hungary, because for a season the war had become languid in Flanders.  And the warriors grown grey in the religious wars of France astonished the pagans on the Danube by a variety of crimes and cruelties such as Christians only could imagine.  Thus, while the forces of the Sultan were besieging Buda, a detachment of these ancient Leaguers lay in Pappa, a fortified town not far from Raab, which Archduke Maximilian had taken by storm two years before.  Finding their existence monotonous and payments unpunctual, they rose upon the governor; Michael Maroti, and then entered into a treaty with the Turkish commander outside the walls.  Bringing all the principal citizens of the town, their wives and children, and all their moveable property into the market-place, they offered to sell the lot, including the governor, for a hundred thousand rix dollars.  The bargain was struck, and the Turk, paying him all his cash on hand and giving hostages for the remainder, carried off six hundred of the men and women, promising soon to return and complete the transaction.  Meantime the imperial general, Schwartzenberg, came before the place, urging the mutineers with promises of speedy payment, and with appeals to their sense of shame, to abstain from the disgraceful work.  He might as well have preached to the wild swine swarming in the adjacent forests.  Siege thereupon was laid to the place.  In a sortie the brave Schwartzenberg was killed, but Colonitz coming up in force the mutineers were locked up in the town which they had seized, and the Turk never came to their relief.  Famine drove them at last to choose between surrender and a desperate attempt to cut their way out.  They took the bolder course, and were all either killed or captured.  And now—­the mutineers having given the Turk this lesson in Christian honour towards captives—­their comrades and the rest of the imperial forces showed them the latest and most approved Christian method of treating mutineers.  Several hundred of the prisoners were distributed among the different nationalities composing the army to be dealt with at pleasure.  The honest Germans were the most straightforward of all towards their portion of the prisoners, for they shot them down at once, without an instant’s hesitation.  But the Lorrainers, the remainder of the French troops, the Walloons, and especially the Hungarians—­whose countrymen and women had been sold into captivity—­all vied with each other in the invention of cruelties at which the soul sickens, and which the pen almost refuses to depict.