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Updated: June 23, 2025
Walt Whitman rubs elbows with Ella Wheeler Wilcox; Robert Browning with Richard Burton; Rossetti with Cale Young Rice; Shelly with Clinton Scollard; Wordsworth with George E. Woodberry; John Keats with Herbert Kaufman! Ibsen, on the shelf of dramatists, is between Victor Hugo and Jerome K. Jerome. Sudermann follows Harriet Beecher Stowe. Maeterlinck shoulders Percy Mackaye.
A very different kind of Romany was the Scollard so different, indeed, that it was hard to think that he was of the same race: Romany guile incarnate was the Scollard. He suggested even in his personal appearance the typical Gypsy of the novel and the stage, rather than the true Gypsy as he lives and moves.
After Panuel had received me in his usual friendly manner, we all sat down, partly inside the tent and partly outside, around the white table-cloth that had been spread upon the grass. The Scollard took no note of me; he had no eyes for any one but Rhona Boswell. When tea was over Sinfi left the camp, and strode across the Dell towards the river. I followed her.
"But he met the party who had taken this oath at your sister's wedding?" "He did." "And the same subject was spoken of there; was it?" "What subject?" "The propriety of sodding Captain Ussher?" "I don't know about propriety." "Well, then, the advisability of doing so?" "Oh, yer honer, I aint no scollard. I can't make nothin' of thim long words."
These were Jericho Boswell, christened, I believe, Jasper, his daughter Rhona, and James Herne, called on account of his accomplishments as a penman the Scollard. Although Jasper Boswell and Panuel Lovell were rival Griengroes, there was no jealousy between them indeed, they were excellent friends. There were many points of similarity between their characters.
'Reia, said Sinfi, 'you told me wonst as your great-grandmother was a Romany named Fenella Stanley. I have axed the Scollard about her, and what do you think he says? He says that she wur my great-grandmother too, for she married a Lovell as died. 'Good heavens, Sinfi! Well, I'm proud of my kinswoman.
It would worrit you, and there's nothing worse for a baby than worritin' when it's mother's a-feedin it. Mr Caffyn wrote as follows: 'DEAR SIR, I was sorry as you couldn't come; but I believe now as it was better as you didn't. I am no scollard, and so no more from your obedient, humble servant, 'P.S. I return the money, having no use for the same.
I seed a little kindlin' cloud break away and go floatin' over your heads, and then it shaped itself into what us Romanies calls the Golden Hand. You know what the Golden Hand means when it comes over two sweethearts? You don't believe it? Ask Rhona Boswell! Here she comes a-singin' to herself. She's trying to get away from that devil of a Scollard as says she's bound to marry him.
But Uncle Ben had, as if accidentally, interposed his elbow between the master and Seth's spoils. "Then it's all right?" he returned deliberately. "I brought 'em here because I thought they might give an idee where my wife was. For them letters is in her own handwrite. You remember ez I told ez how she was a scollard." The master sat back in his chair white and dumb.
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