Adventure stories; England -- Fiction; Romanies -- Fiction
there are twenty-four housekeepers, and twenty-five thieves, maning that
all the people are thaives, and the clergyman to boot, who is not
reckoned a housekeeper; and troth I found the clergyman the greatest
thaif of the lot. After being cast out of that village I travelled for
nearly a month, subsisting by begging tolerably well, for though most of
the Spanish are thaives, they are rather charitable; but though
charitable thaives they do not like their own being taken from them
without leave being asked, as I found to my cost; for on my entering a
garden near Seville, without leave, to take an orange, the labourer came
running up and struck me to the ground with a hatchet, giving me a big
wound in the arm. I fainted with loss of blood, and on reviving I found
myself in a hospital at Seville, to which the labourer and the people of
the village had taken me. I should have died of starvation in that
hospital had not some English people heard of me and come to see me; they
tended me with food till I was cured, and then paid my passage on board a
ship to London, to which place the ship carried me.
"And now I was in London with five shillings in my pocket--all I had in
the world--and that did not last for long; and when it was gone I begged
in the streets, but I did not get much by that, except a month's hard
labour in the correction-house; and when I came out I knew not what to
do, but thought I would take a walk in the country, for it was spring-
time, and the weather was fine, so I took a walk about seven miles from
London, and came to a place where a great fair was being held; and there
I begged, but got nothing but a halfpenny, and was thinking of going
farther, when I saw a man with a table, like that of mine, playing with
thimbles, as you saw me. I looked at the play, and saw him win money,
and run away, and hunted by constables more than once. I kept following
the man, and at last entered into conversation with him; and learning
from him that he was in want of a companion to help him, I offered to
help him if he would pay me; he looked at me from top to toe, and did not
wish at first to have anything to do with me, as he said my appearance
was against me. 'Faith, Shorsha, he had better have looked at home, for
his appearance was not much in his favour: he looked very much like a
Jew, Shorsha. However, he at last agreed to take me to be his companion,
or bonnet as he called it; and I was to keep a look-out, and let him know
when constables were coming, and to spake a good word for him
occasionally, whilst he was chating folks with his thimbles and his pea.
So I became his bonnet, and assisted him in the fair, and in many other
fairs beside; but I did not like my occupation much, or rather my master,
who, though not a big man, was a big thaif, and an unkind one, for do all
I could I could never give him pleasure; and he was continually calling
me fool and bogtrotter, and twitting me because I could not learn his
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