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When she heard what sick guest they had brought her, she trembled from head to foot, and cried to them not to shorten the life of a poor old soul whose days were numbered. "Nay, nay; take him away, take him away," she said. "Art daft, or what dusta mean?" said Mattha from his seat in the cart. "Nay, but have mercy on me, have mercy on me," cried 'Becca beseechingly.

And the same might have been said of Carolan, the Irish bard, who lived in poetry and died in whisky. The soul sleeping or dreaming away to God suggested an inquiry into the Gipsy idea of the nature of spirits. Can everybody see them, I wonder?" "Avo, rya, avo. Every mush can dick mullos if it's their cammoben to be dickdus. But 'dusta critters can dick mullos whether the mullos kaum it or kek.

Matthew clearly expected an outburst of delight at his intelligence. "What dusta say to that, lass?" he added between the puffs of a pipe that he was lighting from a candle. Then, raising his eyes and looking up at Rotha, he said, "Why, what's this? What ails thee? Ey! What's wrang?" "Gone, you say?" said Rotha. "I fear that is the worst news of all, Matthew."

Ey, swear it!" cried Robbie at a fuller pitch of his weakened voice. "He's olas running on that, too," whispered Mattha to Rotha. "Dusta mind 'at laal Reuben said the same?" In a soft and pleading tone Robbie mumbled on, "Don't greet, mammy, or ye'll kill me sure enough. Killing you? Ey, it's true it's true; but I'll mend my management I will."

"Bless mi-Duvel!" rakkered the Rommany rye shukar to his juvo, "tu and mandy have hawed mullo mass boot 'dusta cheiruses, mi-deari, but never soomed kek so wafro as dovo. It kauns worse than a mullo grai!" Boro mushis an' bitti mushis sometimes kaum covvas that waver mushis don't jin. Once a Gipsy made much money, and was very rich and a great gentleman.

Duvel is Duvel all the world over but by the right formation, Vishnoo is the Duvel's ratt. I've shuned adovo but dusta cheiruses. An' the snow is poris, that jals from the angels' winguses. And what I penned, that Bishnoo is the Duvel's ratt, is puro Rommanis, and jinned by saw our foki." Now in India, Vishnu and Indra are the gods of the rain.

Dovo mush was like boot 'dusta mushis wery cammoben to his kokero. A tinker stopped one day at a farmer's house, where the lady gave him meat and milk. While he was eating he saw a kettle all rusty and bent, with a great hole in it, and he asked, "Give it to me and I will take it away for nothing, because you have been so kind and obliging to me."

'Pre yeck divvus a choro mush had a juckal that used to chore covvas and hakker them to the ker for his mush mass, wongur, horas, and rooys. A rye kinned the juckal, an' kaired boot dusta wongur by sikkerin' the juckal at wellgooras. Where barvelo mushis can kair wongur tacho, chori mushis have to loure.