The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1891-06-06
THE ENGLISH "BROADS. !"
Edgar L. walceman's wandeTings
in Historic England.
A PLEASANT GYPSY REUNION.
Merry Life in tho Camp--.some Char
aetcristio sougs...A Curious aud In
terestins Corner of England'-'Life
on house Boat.
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given me with Gypsy friends, from Tue
accident Of crossing Furness Fells from
Ruskin's home at Brentwood and
stumbling upon their picturesque camp
ut the fellside edge Of Dalopark, where,
in the late afternoon 1 found only the
old men and women, the scntineling
Gypsy dogs, and the very young Gypsy
chauvies or children in possession OF the
lovely glen which formed their temper
airy homo.
BY and by as the shadows heightened
tho camp gradually began to awaken
with returning lilo. The fires which
Ind smouldcred the day through were
renewed by the now busting old Gypsy
women, and the pots and kettles sung
merrily Of good things to come. Gypsy
men and women began coming INFO
camp from all directions, and nearly an
came singly or in groups TO the tens l
had been given, to emphasize my wei
come as the "Gorgio ChaF, the non
Gypsy friend to the Gipsy) who was
already known for his wanderings with
their "brothers and sisters" in the lar
off wandarlaud America;
All, you who read these WordS VIII
never know the thrill that gladstone
welcoming term has brought to mo in
all lands for quarter OF a century past.
"Gorgio chalW-"Goryio chal!" Those
words OF Gypsy trust ind endcarmsnt
follow mo ever out into tho other world
OF labor, struggle, endeayor. They pur-
sue into the haunts OF men whore life
RACES and activities roar. They call
from striving and winning, from race
and place, almost as tho sweetest OF all
home-sounds to me. They come across
invisible hills and meadows when the
brain is tiredand the pen weary. "Gor-
Rio chalp-"Gorgio chalI" They are
as the sound of summer melodies, Of
singing birds, OF falling waters, when
ono all but faints in the whitening city's
ways. They call to me even in dreams.
There is surely the Gypsy faint in my
blood; or am become Gipsy vagabond
altogether. Iwould not resist the spell
II I could. Thoy are my own, these
tawny folk, who press around to thrill
my heart and mist my eyes with tho
heartiest, truesk sweetest welcomes l
ever knew Or can know in all tho wide,
wide world!
AMERRY CREW.
Nearly all brought trophies of the
days outing. Women who had been
among the Umbrian Statements"
farms, were laden with poultry, butter,
eggs, cheese, knots OF homespun yarn,
and many an article representing hours
OF toll, which had been exchanged for a
bit of gibberish and fortune" while
those from the villages OF Ambleside,
Bowness or Windermero, and some who
had even journeyed to tNr-of Kendall,
Chartered gayily over triAing purchases
and gewgaYs OF worthless tinsel and
color. Now and then Gypsy appeared
in tho lively condition Of spirits indi-
eating that considerable liquor had
entered into the days joCkeying among
the wise yokels OF the remoter hamlets;
but while some general sport was had
with the fellow, it was not difficult to
see that his weakness was the subject
OF general disapproval. Indeed there is
an universal uNwrjtten law among
Gipsies that all men may profit from.
Tho 0dage runs in this wise: "0nly q
Gypsy fool lctteth his wits fly away
through drink, when he hath aught to
do" And there is a world OF wisdom
in that little sentence, II these rude peo-
pie did mako 1t.
But soon the camp was everywhere
filed with life and activity. Horses
neighed; donkeys prayed; dogs charged
and tumbled over children and between
horses heels; while men and women
seemed to renew their youth and smiled
and gabbled upon and with homo-com-
ers, with each other, and as with the
empty air. snatches Of song begun by
gipsies at one extremity OF the camp
were taken up and finished at the
other. Here are single stanzas from
three OF them, called respectively, "By
Day and Night" 1.-The Night hN' Come"
and "CheeI : Cheew (Silence! - Be
sillD:
BY davies day and rat might
Do a sly Us acat,
Or tie PM devil will pull ont his harrO
With q wink through the hedge,
Or from off some near ledge,
He viii spring out aud chop of your sherro
iheGdJl
The night h9 come tho stars arc out,
The calnp1reS twinkle L tho hedge;
But sure AS I'm Qipsy lout,
u"bObbIes" sneak this cOrnp about
The stones will rattle from tho ledge,
An heads viii break my word pledge
My word l pledge. my word pledged
On the dorm eoad) there is much that is trying
MIKE diokGrlng do Tor thy buying.
n PIRA y
But II boobies should prowl
Just give them npe lesson IN lying.
Look them square in the yak (egel,
II they warn ya;
Hit them plump In the max lnoSe)
Hthey Bcorn yes
0rifsi'Cheql cheem when tho "bobbles" como;
Then It's "Cheol cheOl" when the "bobbiGs'l
For rs better to be lying than cryIngl
GYPSY SUPPER.
Mingled with the lusty notes OF these
English Gipsy songs were merry "tally,
yo-hosl" rlng out on the evening ain
by returning horsemen to tho campside
singers Now and then somO daredevil
OF a fellow land often Gipsy woman,
who is as much OF horses master az
her Rommany lord) would come pell.
mell, full gallop inSo camp, with whoop
and halloa, and, dHshing through the
brush to tethor, make tho tree limbs
rattle and clatter in passage, while ap.
proving shouts or half-serious yells and
objurgations followed with tho laughing
children and ecstatic dogs. Soon came
the suPper-the really ono great uni.
versal home-meal OF the Gypsy day
They wer6 long timeSt it as thew Il.
NvaVa ara and na muCh finn NC toad ,Y,.
taken. Then with the cheory camp.
fires brightly burning, here and there q
lantern hung from elevated cart-thill or