1927 Himalayan Letters of Gypsy Davy and Lady Ba
THE HIMALAYAN LETTERS I \\ OF GYPSY DAVY AND LADY BA Written on pilgrimage to the high quiet places among the simple people of an old folk tale INTRODUCTORY LETTER Dear WINIFRED, Gypsies don't write books. But a promise is a promise, even after many years. One of those journeys has been recorded at last,-a safar in the Himalaya, a pilgrimage, revisiting, in some state this time, the high quiet places, letting my lady live in the old folk-tale that life still is among those mountain people. Here's your book. We found it quite as impossible to write the tale for strangers who might not care to hear it, as to tell it properly anywhere but at a fireside with the family sitting round us on the floor. So we have written letters to particular firesides where the families listen that way. We have signed them, as the matter or the correspondent moved us, now with one and now with another of the names we have at various times been dubbed. But the names we like the best are those we had of Dorothy, Cynthia and Rosalind, in that rapturous week of gypsying among Cornish hills, singing the old ballads with the country people, dancing the old dances on village greens. Didn't this "Lady Ba" "put off her silk- finished gown and put on hose of leather 0" and "go with the Gypsy Davy"? Haven't we gone on from year to year, kidnapping likely boys? Haven't we told fortunes truly? Aren't we always trading horses or asses? It's mountain gypsies we are, though, never quite at home save among mountains, with a caravan of ponies or a string of asses at our backs.
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