The tinkler-gypsies . , out-picketed by three bobbiesas if they were thieves and blackguards. MyRomany is too slight to be of any use, but theireyes glistened when they heard Gitten TagFreiinde wie gehfs ? from my Galloway tongue,and glad I was to interpret for them to thepolice, who, of course—asses as they all are—know nothing but the Dumfries dialect. Ispent half-an-hour with them smoking, talking,and laughing, thereby irretrievably damagingmy reputation in the eyes of the too well-paid,fat, and sleek men in blue. They will be inDumfries to-day, and are anxious to get home,having been decei
The tinkler-gypsies . , out-picketed by three bobbiesas if they were thieves and blackguards. MyRomany is too slight to be of any use, but theireyes glistened when they heard Gitten TagFreiinde wie gehfs ? from my Galloway tongue,and glad I was to interpret for them to thepolice, who, of course—asses as they all are—know nothing but the Dumfries dialect. Ispent half-an-hour with them smoking, talking,and laughing, thereby irretrievably damagingmy reputation in the eyes of the too well-paid,fat, and sleek men in blue. They will be inDumfries to-day, and are anxious to get home,having been deceived by information they gotin Germany as to prospects here. I daresayyoull think it worth while to spend a returi\ticket and go and interview thcni. Only one —a half-breed evidently—descended whinitigly tobeg for moneish. She didnt get it, though, Sympathetically Rega7-ded. 471 but got a through-pittin from the glance at the swarthy skins, svelte forms,glistening teeth, Gypsy love of jewellery, and. Posing for Bischli Geld. Phuto by J. Dunn. ban eiifant altitude to those who show sympathy,show them to be no Gorgios, but true they would take from me—all I offered, in 472 The Tinkler-Gypsies. fact, for their mien was independence itself—was a stick of tobacco. I would have spentmore time with them, but I had 11 miles towalk for dinner, so zacuus procedit if not cantat.(b) . . I came upon the poor nomadsabout in the afternoon at a collieryvillage called Throckley, 5 miles from thecity (Newcastle-upon-Tyne). They had alreadytravelled 15 miles from Hexham, and weredestined to travel another 15 miles before theycould find rest for their weary bodies and theirworn-out horses. ... I did not like tointrude on the privacy of their poor meal, butmy fellow-countrymen had no such pushed and stared and sneered. Ayoung cki, with a deportment like a queen,jumped up, walked round, and said m brokenEnglish, Stan back ! and they stood back !1 s
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