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Some chairuses in her jivaben, she'd lel a bitti nokengro avree my mokto, and when I'd pen, 'Deari juvo, what do you kair dovo for? she pooker mandy, 'It's kushti for my sherro. And so when she mullered mandy never lelled chichi sensus.

I never toovs 'em kenna since my pal's chavo Job mullered. And I'll pooker tute how it welled." "It was at the boro wellgooro where the graias prasters. I was kairin the paiass of the koshters, and mandy dicked a rye an' pookered him for a droppi levinor. 'Avali, he penned, 'I'll del you levinor and a kushto tuvalo too. 'Parraco, says I, 'rya. So he del mandy the levinor and a dozen cigaras.

'Kako, tute jins the cigarras you del a mandy? 'Avali, I says he, 'I've got 'em acai in my poachy. Mandy and my pens was by him, but his romni was avree, adree the boro tan, bikinin covvas, for she'd never lelled the bugni, nor his chavos, so they couldn't well a dickin, for we wouldn't mukk em. And so he mullered.

As to the language of the stories, it is all literally and faithfully that of a Gipsy, word by word, written down as he uttered it, when, after we had got a gudlo into shape, he told it finally over, which he invariably did with great eagerness, ending with an improvised moral. But when they jawed adree the ker, they lastered the kosh had mullered a divio juckal that was jawan' to dant the chavo.

And as they were gillerin' and huljerin' him, Samson chivved his wasters kettenus the boro chongurs of the sturaben, and bongered his kokerus adree, an sar the ker pet a lay with a boro gudli, an' sar the pooro mushis were mullered an' the ker poggered to bitti cutters." "Samson was a great man, very fierce and expert at fighting, so that he drove all men away, and they were afraid of him.

"And Lena, the juva of my pal's chavo, Job, never hawed plums a'ter her rom mullered." "No, I never smoke cigars. No; I never smoke them now since my brother's son Job died. And I'll tell you how it came. 'Yes, he said, 'I'll give you ale, and a good smoke too. 'Thank you, says I, 'Sir. So he gave me the ale, and a dozen cigars.

When further interrogated on the same subject, he said: "A'ter my juva mullered, if I dicked a waver rakli with lakis'nav, an' mandy was a rakkerin laki, mandy'd pen ajaw a waver geeri's nav, an rakker her by a waver nav: dovo's to pen I'd lel some bongonav sar's Polly or Sukey.

"And when yuv's mullo I pet my wast adree his poachy and there mandy lastered the cigaras. And from dovo chairus, rya, mandy never tooved a cigar. "Avali there's adusta Romni chuls that kairs dovo. And when my juvo mullered, mandy never lelled nokengro kekoomi.

Penned the hotchewitchi, "I'd rather jal with the Rommany chals, an' be hawed by foki that kaum mandy, than be pirraben apre by chals that dick kaulo apre mandy." It's kushtier for a tacho Rom to be mullered by a Rommany pal than to be nashered by the Gorgios.