The morning news., 1894-09-09

turned my question with another one
/ earnestly:
''LonF DER yer Gorgio ways, did We
ne'er ha' summat as wus tn best part o.
| ye, an ye couldn't make lessl'
Questions had ever been the other way
/ between US but / wonderingly nodded my
head.
"An' tn more ye tried = keep it by ye
tn more II creD' away lke3"
Again 1 nodded assent.
An yer likin an carin' an worritin',
stead o. bringin' tother thing closer, KEEP
sorter edEin' th' 'tOther thing fur an
furder away2"
why, yes, Zeke," 7 replied concern
| edly. You surely have no trouble like
that2"
''An' ye jess lost art he contiued dog
Redly, an tn skies kinder come down
low like an shet We in a alone by yer
sellD
well, well, WE'LL I could only answer.
wait till We gifts old, an w'athever ye
torted grinding one huge hst into the
| other open palm.
reflected that gypsy old age had few
| CHEEKY hresides at which to doze and
Groom, and l found my hand patting his
rough shoulder comfOrtingly.
Thar wuz Ephe an Boze-they went
| TO 'Merky, anil never come back Thar
book larnin' an married above US, an
they be good as dead Then, Betty, OF
wife, went wi tn fever, an hi amt been
arf a man seuseI'
But there's your daughter, Sopronio
over yonder," Zeke, | suggested encour-
| agingly, motioning toward that lively
young gypsy, who, after spirited race
and struggle on the moor with old Zeke's
donkey, was at that very moment victo-
| riously bringing the stubborn animal into
! camp.
Hits 'er Him losin', an she's tn
lastr'
Losing Sopronia, Zekel'' I exclaimed
incredulously
"Hits 'Phrony, an no hotherl"
TO one of the lads in camp, Zekem
Lord, mol | could put up Wi that"
l was half in love with the 1.-THE and
| lively gypsy lass myself; and the disclos-
ure gave me more than vigorous emo
tion of curiosity.
Who is the lucky fellow, Zekel" I
anxiously inquired.
ZEE arn't no lucky fellow w'atsum'
dever. Ee's a Lunnon wagabone, an
thaIs wat worrits me sore"
Isn't there any way to seperate them,
Zeke2"
mo way, 'thout murderin' one o. 'em. -
''Well, well, that's bad Do you mind
my speaking to Phrony about IT."
"Ialkin' won't mend er. But you can
do as you loikes."
think the wild thing knew we were
talking about her, for she observed US
| keenly from time to time, while busted in
feeding and barnessinR the donkey; and
| obeying my gesture she was beside US
with bound, looking sharply from one
to the other.
| led her into the tent, and bad old Zeke
follow, which he did hulkingly and with
glowering face.
"Phrony," I began, not knowing just
what tack to follow, ''pve known you and
! Zelhe long, long time}'
so you as, sir.
"Since you were a tiny little chauvie
| Phrony2"
Down at 'op-pickin' in Kent" she
added quietly.
Your mother was still alive then
! Phrony}"
"Ay, ay, so she wus, sure"
"Nou must miss her dreadfully at
times, She was strong, brave woman,
! Phrony."
"Oh, ay. Hits fayther that takes on
mostp'
The soddenness Of the little heather
! piqued me. Tinker Zeke felt it, too, for
he groaned and shook his head.
Your father is getting old Phrony"
cay too old fur tn drom road 8"
| Auu SOu II WANT uuSUduu Oh your
! own-four or five years from now,
| Phronyln
She gave US both startled look and
attempted to leave the tent. / held her
back gently and came straight to the
unpleasant subject.
Wont you wait until you can get a
fine, brave Romany lad, Phrony; one
thatll treat you as you deserve and be
some comfort TO poor old Zeke2"
tsHi'e tired n dirlrAyiDS nd dulr1~a,i,,
on tn road -
She said this sullenly and the old gypsy
| groaued again.
you wouldn't be happy in London
Phrony."
Wouldn't Hi, though"
Here her eyes flashed at the bright pic
lures her strange fancy painted of life il
a great city.
"Your heart would pine for the freedom
of the tent and road
Hits pinin' t git free O. it now; thatt
wat 1t is ~ said the obdurate littl,
heather, with a toss of her pretty head
but what will Zeke do alone, withou
daughter or wife to fettle him up2'
persisted, attempting to reach some chorC
of tial feeling and compassion
"Hi's told i'm, many time an oft >
she replied stoutly.
Shed ave me arm wat Hi call
reg'lar ard-penny, smotherin' in Lunno1
streets" interrupted Zeke vehemently
"HId starve an choke at hit ~ he addeC
with a shuddering shrug of his hugt
frame.
"Higgletypigglety! she snorted in dis
dain. wat ha' ye gotten fur a ye
years on tn drom} Tn moke donkey
an a ragged lent! Hits i'm" she con
tinued, appealing eloquently to me as 30
Judge, "as is standin' hout agin better
ment. If Hi 'ad is craft, Hid go U Lun
non, stay in Lunnon, an be rich as tn luz
mayor of Lunnouw
The girl had the best of the argument
and Leke deJectedly saw l recognized this
She had risen to her feet with a move
ment and manner that broo6ed no oppo
sition; and as she left the tent she shool
her little fist back a. US detiautly with:
: "Hill do as Hi loikes. Him woman
grown an free Hin take tn man II
chooses. Hill make summat o. i'm, too
J aside from tn beggars hus is now her
she worked her little inst savagely-"o
J Hill make i'm wish ee'd gotten another y
Its no use, Zeken l said, turning
sympathetically TO the old tinker besid
: me.
mo use1 Tain't no more use thai
whistlin a pheasant back T. coop, whei
hits once skulked in cover fur only arr
dayW
1t was long and dusty journey int
, London; but nearly the whole day / en-
deayored on the one hand TO dissuade th
a., glDsy girl from a purpose which fCl