Omaha daily bee., 1889-09-01

winian theory of evolution. But his
experience, what a hook 1T would make?
What a story he could write under the
title of "a Tale OF Thousand Cities?"
His wife, too, is growing old. The
curls that once rlvalled the ebony hue
OF the ravens wing, like the clustering
locks on the husbands head, bear the
indelible marks of the pencil OF time,
which has traced silver lin es through
its glossy wealth. And in the days OF
her early woman hood what a creature
she must have been. Hebe! pshaw,
Hebe never rivalled this woman, who,
while nearing the last span of life's
bridge retains SO much of the beauty
and grace that only properly belong to
maidens.
She, like her husband, posse sses a
wonderful knowledge of the affairs of
life, and while not an academic gradu-
ate, can distinguish the Great Bear
from the constellation of Orion, and
can explain the dimensions of the dog
star as compared with the planet which
furnishes the earth's inhabitants with
light and heat.
~ reporter visited the camp few
days ago and engaged her in CONVERSE
gypsy leads. II was born in wagon
in England" she remarked. "We are
English gypsies, and" with smile,
''are somewhat unlike the gypsies we
read of. My parents were gypsies, as
were my husbands. Our children are
gypsies, and / expect always will be, as
will their children.
1--WE have travelled all over England, i,
Ireland, Scotland and Wales, and no
one knows those countries better than
we. We also spent some time in France
and Germany, and have been lR Italy
and Spain. That woman over
male fondling bright little girl,
"is Spaniard, suppose, because
| she was born in Barcelona. In Amer
lea we spent some time in Canada and
Mexico, but the greater portion of the
| time we have been in the United States.
| 1t is a much better country than any
! for us.
"How do we make livingp Oh the
| men trade horses and wagons, and work
| at cd d jobs, while we OF the female sex
are quite handy with our needles. All
of US make lace and, as for myself, can
| Justly lay claim to the distinction OF
being an artist in that line. Some OF
my intricate patterns have brought me
| it, but Miss Nellie Grant, the daughter
| of your dead president, once bought
lace of me. Our men folks are good
sharp traders, and seldom make deal
without getting some boot money. We
get along nicely because, as you will
notice, it does not cost us as much to
live as other people. We are natures
children. Nature is God. A poet once
! wrote that the groves were Gods first
temples, and we, His children, occupy
| them"
"When and how was marriedp Oh,
it was in June, 1856. That is thirty.
three years ago. There were six fami.
lies OF us travelling together. We were
married in Birmingham, England, by
Dean Brownlie, of the Episcopal church.
My wedding gown Well it was very
unlike that OF the rincess who
recently welded the earl of Fife. II
was new one though and Of gingham.
My mother told me looked very pretty
and my husband said substantially as
much"
"What changes have taken place
since that day? My mot her Is dead and
lies in IA bright little valley in the land
of the tri-color. My father, who, after
she pa ssed rway, came with us to Amer.
ca, sleeps beneath the sod on a green
hillside in upper Canada. Two of my
children have died since We came to
| America. One is buried in Geor gia
while the other awaits the judgmen