The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1894-09-08

morning, whore had renamed over
niaht with Gtpsy caravan beside \
dreary down on tho old staee road to
Bath.
clambered outoido our tiny roadside
habitation 10 'look e'er til day." l
could SEQ him through tho frowsy tent-
mouth, peeEinG anxiously for omons in
the stiff, half darkened sky.
He looked again and again at the sky
md over to the sattron-tinted eaat
"Hus gits old, doan't huS7" he re.
peated dejeclediy.
"How'B thas, Zeke2" answered mer.
rIly enough, determined TO provoke o
continuation Of this strain Of Gypsy
philosophy II possible. "Gipstes never
got old. And besides, you re too bravo
an old rascal, 2eke, 10 whimper about
getting on In years little"
ali tells We, hus all GIT oldl" This
vehemently. "Hi mover quits th' coun-
try. 'thout mindin' o hiL Hits like
moulian, dying, leastwiso for me, 10
law yree III drom ito leave tho road).
Cans etur1ie (the towns prison) ~
Hero was o genuine exhibition Of
Gipsy sentiment. Zeko plrnked him
self down alongside tho Wondering
campfire with his elbows on his knees
and his fine old head in his hands, and
apparently gave way 10 the moodiest
reflections.
Catching a Gypsy of his guard Is not
a common thing, and felt like prod
ding him little.
"furn Gorgio (non -Gipsy) then,
Zeke. Enjoy every day Of lilo with a
happy, permanent home over your
head. Go to church like white man
on Sunday; and finally get to heaven,
whore thcre won't DO any rough. Gipsy
wintersi"
He looked at me fret in blank amaze
ment A 1ne seotn came into bis
swarthy faca Then in tone Of
mingled reproof, disbelief and almost
pathetic longing. he said with ridicul-
"Ay, an Hrd turn Goreio, an even
kair ratah Gown or false Gipsy) fur a
O. that-made surep
Alb, honest Zoke, and who would mott
Hero were perhaps two.score vans
with all their ramshackle belongings,
their ponies and asses and dogs, their
crockery, cocoanuts and oilcloths, their
skewers, pegs and rush baskets, their
dried fiowcrs and leaves, and their far
more odd and interesting owners.
Some OF the wanderers camo from as
fur north as Beauty in Scotland, from
away up In classic Wordsworth land BY
the quiet English lakes; from of south.
west by tho shore-nooks OF Somerset
and Devon, and oven from St Ives and
Penzance 10 Cornwall; but most from
dckering and dukkering among the
midland and western counties fairs.
Az II through some secret under
standing they had drifted together for o
bit OF roadside reunion at the edge Of
thpsc wiudswopt moors, where few OF
the constabulary come with their re.
morseless summons. "MoVe on, you
Gigsy dogs"
Returning to tho great city from
country tramp in Buckinehanahire, by
right OF rank and station as Goreio chal
(non-Gipsy Gipsies' friend), l becamo
ono Of them In their llttle registering,
before tho final abandonment Of the aca-
son's wanderings by blossoming lane
and road.
The camp was to DO broken that very
morning. Tho dork places oil London
would close upon che tawny crow, scat
tered in little groups and families, by
night. It was absolutely certain they
would ncvera all meet again. even though
separate families or bands should again
know tho boundloss Joy Of the spring
time outgoing.
Aud thero Is large and ample human
regard, ono for another, in this com.
munity OF roadside interest and com.
partnership, which We Of Civilized"
thought and ways can never know.
Tinker 2eke was not alone 10 his
mournful regrot Tho camp was rife
with II, iust rs tho landscape, sky and
air were instinct with tho tonder sad-
noss Of the dying year.
II seemed TO mo, nor was 1t all Of
seeming, that tho Grcs themselves
burned with less cracklO and fame.
Even the sizzling pota, hanging from
tho grimy kottlc-stlcks, boiled and
blubberOd in minor hearthside tones.
Over In Tho stunted copaes OF tho
moor tho tethered donkeys stood meek
" silcnt, with bowed heads. or nibbled
at tho frosty grass US If In sorious
ruminGtion.
As tho morning advanced goodwivas
sat by tho tont mouths, or in the opon
van doors, In sober discussion with
their husbands, or atill busicd th0m.
selves with their morning meal. lcas
spry and ohippor than 10 tho Gipay
woman's way.
Youths bring water from tho stream,
or returning 70 tho camp with fodder
for tho animals and dead moor brush
wood for tho ares, did thoir work
glOomily, and with mono OF the summer.
time whoop and hRlloa-
Hero and thoro groops OF tho cldor
Gypsy mon, seated on upturncd buckets.
on vanthills, or leaning thoir baoks
against van wheels, smoked thotr pinos
with long, strong, interpretive pu[fs,
saying little, whiIO That little was fnoRu.
ured and reflective.
OLD SpaG wives puttared and pothored
quorulously, unstoadlOr In tono, more
reStioss Ia movement, and full OF
that potulant resentment to change, 90
true and pathetic seal upon ovorrIpo
faculties Of old ago.
Gipsy lnsaes, ovor dcnure In tho proc
oHco OF potent act. or TACT In their old0ra,
but miracles ri winsomu physical and
hoart trcO abandonment In joyous
hours, looked twice thoir ago In thoir
long gowHs and faces; while tho Gipsy
dogs, whose rato. Bad.visaged, voicoloss
cheats, whoao pretenSe Of soddon iEnor-