"Why shouldn"t it? why, you talk like a fool. How could the north laugh at the south as long as the south remains the south and the north the north? Laugh at the south! you talk like a fool, David, and if you go on in that way I shall be angry with you. However, I"ll excuse you; you are from the north, and what can one expect from the north but nonsense? Now tell me, do you of the north eat and drink like other people? What do you live upon?"
"Why, as for myself," said I, "I generally live on the best I can get."
"Let"s hear what you eat; bacon and eggs?"
"O yes! I eat bacon and eggs when I can get nothing better."
"And what do you drink? Can you drink ale?"
"O yes," said I; "I am very fond of ale when it"s good. Perhaps you will stand a pint?"
"H"m," said the man looking somewhat blank; "there is no ale in the Pandy and there is no public-house near at hand, otherwise-. Where are you going to-night?"
"To Gutter Vawr."
"Well, then, you had better not loiter. Gutter Vawr is a long way off over the mountain. It will be dark, I am afraid, long before you get to Gutter Vawr. Good evening, David! I am glad to have seen you, for I have long wished to see a man from the north country. Good evening! you will find plenty of good ale at Gutter Vawr!"
I went on my way. The road led in a south-eastern direction gradually upward to very lofty regions. After walking about half-an-hour I saw a kind of wooden house on wheels drawn by two horses coming down the hill towards me. A short black-looking fellow in brown top boots, corduroy breeches, jockey coat and jockey cap sat on the box, holding the reins in one hand and a long whip in the other. Beside him was a swarthy woman in a wild flaunting dress. Behind the box out of the fore part of the caravan peered two or three children"s black heads. A pretty little foal about four months old came frisking and gambolling now before now beside the horses, whilst a colt of some sixteen months followed more leisurely behind. When the caravan was about ten yards distant I stopped, and, raising my left hand with the little finger pointed aloft, I exclaimed:
"Shoon, Kaulomengro, shoon! In Dibbel"s nav, where may tu be jawing to?"
Stopping his caravan with considerable difficulty the small black man glared at me for a moment like a wild cat, and then said in a voice partly snappish, partly kind:
"Savo shan tu? Are you one of the Ingrines?"
"I am the chap what certain folks calls the Romany Rye."
"Well, I"ll be jiggered if I wasn"t thinking so and if I wasn"t penning so to my juwa as we were welling down the chong."
"It is a long time since we last met, Captain Bosvile, for I suppose I may call you Captain now?"
"Yes! the old man has been dead and buried this many a year, and his sticks and t.i.tles are now mine. Poor soul, I hope he is happy; indeed I know he is, for he lies in c.o.c.klesh.e.l.l churchyard, the place he was always so fond of, and has his Sunday waistcoat on him with the fine gold b.u.t.tons, which he was always so proud of. Ah, you may well call it a long time since we met-why, it can"t be less than thirty year."
"Something about that-you were a boy then of about fifteen."
"So I was, and you a tall young slip of about twenty; well, how did you come to jin mande?"
"Why, I knew you by your fighting mug-there an"t such another mug in England."
"No more there an"t-my old father always used to say it was of no use hitting it for it always broke his knuckles. Well, it was kind of you to jin mande after so many years. The last time I think I saw you was near Brummagem, when you were travelling about with Jasper Petulengro and-I say, what"s become of the young woman you used to keep company with?"
"I don"t know."
"You don"t? Well, she was a fine young woman and a vartuous. I remember her knocking down and giving a black eye to my old mother, who was wonderfully deep in Romany, for making a bit of a gillie about you and she. What was the song? Lord, how my memory fails me. O, here it is:-
"Ando berkho Rye cano Oteh piv teh khavo.- Tu lerasque ando berkho piranee Teh corbatcha por pico."
"Have you seen Jasper Petulengro lately?" said I.
"Yes, I have seen him, but it was at a very considerable distance.
Jasper Petulengro doesn"t come near the likes of we now. Lord! you can"t think what grand folks he and his wife have become of late years, and all along of a trumpery lil which some body has written about them. Why, they are hand and glove with the Queen and Prince, and folks say that his wife is going to be made dame of honour, and Jasper Justice of the Peace and Deputy Ranger of Windsor Park."
"Only think," said I. "And now tell me, what brought you into Wales?"
"What brought me into Wales? I"ll tell you; my own fool"s head. I was doing nicely in the Kaulo Gav and the neighbourhood, when I must needs pack up and come into these parts with bag and baggage, wife and childer.
I thought that Wales was what it was some thirty years agone when our foky used to say-for I was never here before-that there was something to be done in it; but I was never more mistaken in my life. The country is overrun with Hindity mescrey, woild Irish, with whom the Romany foky stand no chance. The fellows underwork me at tinkering, and the women outscream my wife at telling fortunes-moreover, they say the country is theirs and not intended for n.i.g.g.e.rs like we, and as they are generally in vast numbers what can a poor little Roman family do but flee away before them? a pretty journey I have made into Wales. Had I not contrived to pa.s.s off a poggado bav engro-a broken-winded horse-at a fair, I at this moment should be without a tringoruschee piece in my pocket. I am now making the best of my way back to Brummagem, and if ever I come again to this Hindity country may Calcraft nash me."
"I wonder you didn"t try to serve some of the Irish out," said I.
"I served one out, brother; and my wife and childer helped to wipe off a little of the score. We had stopped on a nice green, near a village over the hills in Glamorganshire, when up comes a Hindity family, and bids us take ourselves off. Now it so happened that there was but one man and a woman and some childer, so I laughed, and told them to drive us off.
Well, brother, without many words, there was a regular scrimmage. The Hindity mush came at me, the Hindity mushi at my juwa, and the Hindity chaves at my chai. It didn"t last long, brother. In less than three minutes I had hit the Hindity mush, who was a plaguey big fellow, but couldn"t fight, just under the point of the chin, and sent him to the ground with all his senses gone. My juwa had almost scratched an eye out of the Hindity mushi, and my chai had sent the Hindity childer scampering over the green. "Who has got to quit now?" said I to the Hindity mush after he had got on his legs, looking like a man who has been cut down after hanging just a minute and a half. "Who has got notice to quit now, I wonder?" Well, brother, he didn"t say anything, nor did any of them, but after a little time they all took themselves off, with a cart they had, to the south. Just as they got to the edge of the green, however, they turned round and gave a yell which made all our blood cold. I knew what it meant, and said, "This is no place for us." So we got everything together and came away, and, though the horses were tired, never stopped till we had got ten miles from the place; and well it was we acted as we did, for, had we stayed, I have no doubt that a whole Hindity clan would have been down upon us before morning and cut our throats."
"Well," said I, "farewell. I can"t stay any longer. As it is, I shall be late at Gutter Vawr."
"Farewell, brother!" said Captain Bosvile; and, giving a cry, he cracked his whip and set his horses in motion.
"Won"t you give us sixpence to drink?" cried Mrs. Bosvile, with a rather, shrill voice.
"Hold your tongue, you she-dog," said Captain Bosvile. "Is that the way in which you take leave of an old friend? Hold your tongue, and let the Ingrine gentleman jaw on his way."
I proceeded on my way as fast as I could, for the day was now closing in.
My progress, however, was not very great; for the road was steep, and was continually becoming more so. In about half-an-hour I came to a little village, consisting of three or four houses; one of them, at the door of which several carts were standing, bore the sign of a tavern.
"What is the name of this place?" said I to a man who was breaking stones on the road.
"Capel Gwynfa," said he.
Rather surprised at the name, which signifies in English the Chapel of the place of bliss, I asked the man why it was called so.
"I don"t know," said the man.
"Was there ever a chapel here?" said I.
"I don"t know, sir; there is none now."
"I dare say there was in the old time," said I to myself, as I went on, "in which some holy hermit prayed and told his beads, and occasionally received benighted strangers. What a poetical word that Gwynfa, place of bliss, is. Owen Pugh uses it in his translation of _Paradise Lost_ to express Paradise, for he has rendered the words Paradise Lost by Coll Gwynfa-the loss of the place of bliss. I wonder whether the old scholar picked up the word here. Not unlikely. Strange fellow that Owen Pugh.
Wish I had seen him. No hope of seeing him now, except in the heavenly Gwynfa. Wonder whether there is such a place. Tom Payne thinks there"s not. Strange fellow that Tom Payne. Norfolk man. Wish I had never read him."
Presently I came to a little cottage with a toll-bar. Seeing a woman standing at the door, I inquired of her the name of the gate.
"Cowslip Gate, sir."
"Has it any Welsh name?"
"None that I know of, sir."
This place was at a considerable alt.i.tude, and commanded an extensive view to the south, west, and north. Heights upon heights rose behind it to the east. From here the road ran to the south for a little way nearly level, then turned abruptly to the east, and was more steep than ever.
After the turn, I had a huge chalk cliff towering over me on the right, and a chalk precipice on my left. Night was now coming on fast, and, rather to my uneasiness, ma.s.ses of mist began to pour down the sides of the mountain. I hurried on, the road making frequent turnings.