Do'ee See If 'ee Can't Find Her An Old Body.' The Common Is An Open
Piece Of Furze And
Heath at the verge of the forest; and here, in a tent
just large enough to creep in, the gipsy
Woman had borne twins in the
midst of the snow and frost. They could not make a fire of the heath and
gorse even if they cut it, the snow and whirling winds would not permit.
The old gipsy said if they had little food they could not do without
fire, and they were compelled to get coke and coal somehow - apologising
for such a luxury. There was no whining - not a bit of it; they were
evidently quite contented and happy, and the old woman proud of her
daughter's hardihood. By-and-by the husband came round with straw
beehives to sell, and cane to mend chairs - a strong, respectable-looking
man. Of all the north wind drove to the door, the outcasts were the best
off - much better off than the cottager who was willing to break his spade
to earn a shilling; much better off than the white-haired labourer, whose
strength was spent, and who had not even a friend to watch with him in
the dark hours of the winter evening - not even a fire to rest by. The
gipsy nearest to the earth was the best off in every way; yet not even
for primitive man and woman did the winds cease. Broad flakes of snow
drifted up against the low tent, beneath which the babes were nestling to
the breast.
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