Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1895-04-13

as to cause any doubt that the direction
to take was to the right At an inn lit
Tue fhftneI along WE entered and levitt Ss
bottle to hold it in, well a loaf of
| bread and some cheese, which we carried
away wrapped in paper.
This will have to do for our dinner"
Hewitt said, as We emerged.
But we're not going to drink pint of
common whisky between us % 1 asked, in
some establishment.
Never mind" Hewitt answered. with
| smile. Perhaps We'll find somebody to
help us - somebody not so fastidous as
yourself as to quality"
Now we hurried-hurried more than ever,
for 1t was beginning to get dusk ana Hew-
lit feared a difficulty in finding and reading
the twig signs in the dusk. Two more
direction-the crossed twfgs. To me there
was something almost weird and creepy
| in this curious hunt for the invisible and
| incomprehensible,g guided faithfully and per-
| sistently at every turn by this now unmis-
| taxable signal. After the second turning
| we broke into a trot along a long. winding
lane, but presently Hewitt's hand fell on
my shoulder and We stopped. He pointed
ahead, where some large object, round
bend of the hedge, was Illuminated as
though by a light from below.
I'VE will walk now" Hewitt said. RE
member that we are on walking tour.
| and have come along here entirely by acct
| dent
We proceeded at a swinging walk, Hewitt
whistling gayly. Soon we turned the bend
| and / saw that the large object was
| travelling van, drawn up with two others
| on a space of grass by the side of the lane.
| 1t was a gypsy encaThpment, the caravan
| having apparently only lately stopped, for
| a man was still engaged in Juggling at the
rope of a tent that stood near the vans.
| Two or three sullen-looking rufiians lay
about fire which burned in the space left
| IN the middle of the encampment. wo-
| man stood at the door of one vaa with
| large kettle in her hand, and at the foot
h. 1N1l4 1,ar~ y&l1
| looking old man sat on an inverted pail.
| Hewitt swung toward the fire from the
road, and, with an fndescribable mixture of
| SLOUGH. bow and smile, addressed the COM
rany generally with "Kooshto book, pals!'
CHATTER ".
The men on the ground took no notice,
| but continued to stare doggedly before
| them. The man working at the tent looked
round quickly for moment, a-ad the old
man on the bucket looked up AID nodded.
| Quick to see the most likely friend, Hew-
| lit at once went up to the old man. ex-
| tending his hand. "Sarshin daddo," Good
| luck, brothersD he said. Dell mandy
tootys varst." How do you do. father?
The old man smiled and shook hands.
| though without speaking. Then Hewitt
proceeded. producing the fiat bottle of
whisky: 'Tatty for pawny, chals. Dell
mandy the pawny and lell posh the fatty"
| Spirits for water, lads. Give me the water
and take your share Of the spirits)
The whisky did it: We were Romany
| ryes in twenty minutes or less, and had
already been taking tea With the gipsies
| for half the time. The two or .hree we
| had found about the fire were still re-
| served, but these, found were only half
| gipsies, and understood very little Ro-
| many. One or two others, however, includ-
! ing the old man, were of purer breed, end
talked freely. as did one of the women.
how aofd md tod 20,
| be on Wirksby race course In three days
| time. We, too, were pirimensroes, or trav-