The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1894-11-17


ipgly. eve can't stand lhiG" with
shrus toward our abode, "of course.
While you're away I'll take several runs
over to Chelsea"
"Do, do; these people are insutIer-
ablep said the dapper little man IN the
hanson.
"Alay be I'll move and got settled
while you're gone. lean get along with
'etn, for little time. Albert. But no
seyens, Mines and Eleyehs, next time,
'Very wearing; veryl" was the SYM
pathetic response. "Yon're the dearest.
best mother fellow ever hadl Manage
en- little longer, there's dear"
As the hanson rolled away tho little
old woman gave a snort of defiance at
Nine and Eleven; looked about the
court az II 70 say 70 its other inhabi-
tants: "We'lI soon be going in for going
out OF here" aud disappeared blandly
behind the door Of No..
Not fifteen minutes later, q carriage
halted at tho door OF No. 0.
This time tears OF humiliation gath
cred in Aunt Pines eyes as she stole
mortified Rlances at the movements in
front OF our nearest aud therefore most
Objectionable neighbors.
The bachelor with the olden, boyish
face, assisted by his little lady COM
panion, was directly bundled into the
vehicle. Sundry tiny tin boxes,
leather case suggestive OF microscope,
several large books filled with huge
blotters aud bundle Of curious nets
were soon bestowed beside him.
The little old lady then came down
close to the carriage and said ieelingly:
Brother, I know you dislike to leave me
between these Extensively mysterious
people; but don't mind me. While
you're away, 1 will see what l can find
out Kensington way"
"Or over in quiet old Chelsea, sis-
tor"
Anywhere out of sight of Seven and
Eleven"
"oh, bother Seven and Elevenw
II wish I could" said the little old
lady sadly.
"rm sure they're both professional
people-though probably not OF much
account; but it's too bad that here, this
morning OF all mornings, when your are
just starting out upon your vocation,
they should faunt their hansoms and
carriages in our very eyesl Going to
move TO Chelsea, too! Ughw con-
cluded Aunt Prue with O shudder and a
sob.
The little old lady OF No. 0 looked tri-
umphantly into the how windows OF No.
Z and No. IL. Her manner indicated
that she was announcing to the Three
Bachelors Court how soon she would be
quite done with it. Then she disap-
peared with toss of her heard. closing
her door with so decided bang that
Aunt Prue gave an unhappy little start.
was then but modest London liter
ator and Gypsy traveller. but l at once
sent our maid servant into Regent
street for the smartest tour-wheeler
that could be found. Its driver was to
call and wait until was ready.
How this lighted up my old auuts
face, dear soul.
We wore long, long time packing
my little portmanteau. Through num-
berless forgivable ruses my aunt got me
back into the house again and again,
and at the last moment. bending ehec-
tionately over me in the carriage win
dow and raising her voice to its most
penetrating conversational tone, she
cricdout:
ave wouldn't remain here another
six months for all OF London, would We
Robert?"
mot for all England" promptly
answered.
"Konsington and Chelsea aren't
much better are they, Robert?"
81 should think not!" Insisted con.
temptuously. "Try Grosvenor Square
or Victoria Park, Aunt Prue. Either
would be about the thing after-well,
after Seven, Nine and Eleven, Aunt
Prue! Goodbye"
shall never forget the look OF graft
tude and pride which came into her
face. as the respective doors OF seven
and niue shut with spitefut click; and
I rode all the way from Euston Station
to Windermere. third class, to recoup
nv vacation savings for the sad extrav-
agance OF that carriage, in positive
thankfulness and good cheer for tho
lightened heart it had left behind.
All this Is neither tragic nor dramatic,
as becomes thrilling story; but it has
q direct bearing on how Three Bache-
lors' Court exchanged its interesting
appellation for the still more character
full title, -Four Gipsies Row."
1t was pleasant reunion, that one
given me with Gipsy friends from tho
accident OF crossing Furness Folls and
stumbling upon their picturesque camp,
at the edge OF Dalepark, near ancient
blossom bidden Ambleside. 1t was late
in the afternoon, and l found only the
old men and women, the sentineling
Gypsy dogs. the very young Gypsy
chauvies or children in possession OF
the lovely glen which formed their tenn
porary home.
As the shadows heightened tho camp
began to stir. Tho fires, which had
smoldered tho day through, were re-
newed by the now bustling old Gypsy
women, and tho pots and kettles sung
merrily OF good things to come. Gypsy
men and women began coming into
camp from all directions, and nearly all
came singly or In groups to tho tent |
had been given, to emphasize my well
come as their "Gorcio chal" (the nom
Gipsy friend to tho Gipsy} OF oldea days
and ways.
All, you who hear these words can
never know tho thrill that gladstone,
welcoming term has brought to mo in
all lands for quarter OF a century
past!
"Gorgto chalW Gorgio chal"
Those words Of Gypsy trust and on.
dearment follow mo over out into tho
outer world OF labor, struggle. endcavor.
They puraue me into the hauts OF men
where life ragos and activities roar.
They call from striving and winning,
from race and place, almost as the
RweetnSt OF nil home sOunds to mo, They