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Updated: June 4, 2025
Is it broken language?” “Of course, your reverence,” says I, “we are broken people; give a shilling, your reverence, to the poor broken woman.” Oh, these gorgios! they grudge us our very language!’ ‘She called you her son, Jasper?’ ‘I am her son, brother.’ ‘I thought you said your parents were—’ ‘Bitchadey pawdel; you thought right, brother. This is my wife’s mother.’
"I'll tell you, brother, we sings the song now and then to be a warning to ourselves to have as little to do as possible in the way of acquaintance with the gorgios; and a warning it is; you see how the young woman in the song was driven out of her tent by her mother, with all kind of disgrace and bad language; but you don't know that she was afterwards buried alive by her cokos and pals, in an uninhabited place; the song doesn't say it, but the story says it, for there is a story about it, though, as I said before, it was a long time ago, and perhaps, after all, wasn't true."
"Of course," resumed the Gipsy, philosophically, "all people who keep together get to using a few peculiar terms. Tailors and shoemakers have their own words. And there are common vagabonds who go up and down talking thieves' slang, and imposing it on people for Gipsy. And we, the Gorgios, all smiled approval.
It is my grandbebee's cake which was sent because you were kind to the poor person's child; eat, brother, eat, and we shall be like the children in the wood that the gorgios speak of." "The children in the wood had nothing to eat." "Yes, they had hips and haws; we have better. Eat, brother." "See, sister, I do," and I ate a piece of the cake.
"Well, it must be rather unpleasant to lose one's character even amongst gorgios, Ursula; and suppose the officer, out of revenge for being tricked and duped by you, were to say of you the thing that is not, were to meet you on the race-course the next day, and boast of receiving favours which he never had, amidst a knot of jeering militia-men, how would you proceed, Ursula? would you not be abashed?"
"About a fortnight, brother; that dinner, the other day, when I sang the song, was given in celebration of the wedding." "Were you married in a church, Ursula?" "We were not, brother; none but gorgios, cripples, and lubbenys are ever married in a church: we took each other's words. Brother, I have been with you near three hours beneath this hedge. I will go to my husband."
Is it broken language? 'Of course, your reverence, says I, 'we are broken people; give a shilling, your reverence, to the poor broken woman. Oh, these Gorgios! they grudge us our very language!" "She called you her son, Jasper?" "I am her son, brother." "I thought you said your parents were " "Bitchadey pawdel; you thought right, brother. This is my wife's mother."
"You can hear that at the fairs when one says to the other, You go and nobbet," meaning, "It is your turn to play now." Nobbeting, I was told, "is nauterin' it's all one, rya!" Paejama in India means very loose trousers; and it is worth noting that Gipsies call loose leggings, trousers, or "overalls," peajamangris. This may be Anglo-Indian derived from the Gorgios.
"How do I account for it? why, I will tell you, by the break up of a Roman family, brother the father of a small family dies, and, perhaps, the mother; and the poor children are left behind; sometimes, they are gathered up by their relations, and sometimes, if they have none, by charitable Romans, who bring them up in the observance of gypsy law; but sometimes they are not so lucky, and falls into the company of gorgios, trampers, and basket-makers, who live in caravans, with whom they take up, and so I hate to talk of the matter, brother; but so comes this race of the half and halfs."
Know, then, O Gentile, whether thou be from the land of the Gorgios or the Busne, that the very Gypsies who consider a ragout of snails a delicious dish will not touch an eel, because it bears resemblance to a snake; and that those who will feast on a roasted hedgehog could be induced by no money to taste a squirrel, a delicious and wholesome species of game, living on the purest and most nutritious food which the fields and forests can supply.
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