THE NOMADS OF ROMANY 
A Visit to a Gypsy Camp 
BY JESSIE PARTLON 
TYREE 
Illustrated from Photographs by J. R. Schmidt 
O YOU remember long, 
long ago when the Gyp- 
siescametotown ? That 
was before life had rob- 
bed; you of childhood’s 
trick of weaving the gay 
threads of romance into 
the dun fabric of reality. 
Dazzled by the gaudy 
colors of te mysterious caravan winding 
slowly over dusty roads, you followed in its 
wake wide-eyed and wondering. The lean, 
swart men, with their unkempt horses, the 

shrill-voiced Gypsy women hung with 
jingling ornaments, even the half-starved 
dogs and barefooted children, woke in you, 
whose life went quietly along in conventional 
erooves, a thrilling sense of mystery and 
romance, twin attendants on the unex- 
pected. 
The romance you stalked in childhood 
until the Gypsy wagons with their array of 
gorgeous blankets and bedizened occupants 
vanished over the hill is about to become a 
reality. If it is all the same to you we'll take 
our autumn journeyings with Queen Stella, 

WASH DAY IN QUEEN STELLA’S HOUSEHOLD 
