The Slavs of the war zone . Near Ragusa on the Dalmatian Albanians [To face page 80. SCENES IX THE CARPATHIANS 81 nothing to soil the purity of His resting-place. Just where thefringe of the forest ends and merges into an upland, flower-gemmedmeadow, a tribe of Tsiganes (gipsies) are encamped. True totheir instinct they have chosen a spot where beauty is cluster of crazy browai-pointed tents shows no sign ofoccupation, when suddenly the flap door of one opens cautiouslyand a dishevelled black head appears, followed by a second anda third and a fourth. It is hopeless, howev
The Slavs of the war zone . Near Ragusa on the Dalmatian Albanians [To face page 80. SCENES IX THE CARPATHIANS 81 nothing to soil the purity of His resting-place. Just where thefringe of the forest ends and merges into an upland, flower-gemmedmeadow, a tribe of Tsiganes (gipsies) are encamped. True totheir instinct they have chosen a spot where beauty is cluster of crazy browai-pointed tents shows no sign ofoccupation, when suddenly the flap door of one opens cautiouslyand a dishevelled black head appears, followed by a second anda third and a fourth. It is hopeless, however, to calculatefurther, for the little olive-hued bodies that come rolling, tumbhngand swarming forth are apparently innumerable. Here and therethe stark naked copper-coloured children dart about, gatheringsticks for the fire on Avhich to cook the family brealdast. Thecompany has collected round tluce stakes that meet in a triangle,and an old witch-like woman, wrinlded and j^ellow as an autumnleaf, is placing two hedgehogs on a spit in readiness for roasting,
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