With the Serbs in Macedonia

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CHAPTER IX
THE NATIVES
It's a rum sort of a 'ole, ain't it, sir ? " one
of our men summed up Macedonia one day.
A native, dressed in a long, white smock and
baggy, white breeches, with a red sash round
his waist leapt nimbly across a ditch to leave
our car plenty of room.
''
Alius look like women in the distance, don't
Makes
they, sir ? " '*
commented the driver.
you feel quite disappointed-like when you comes
up to 'em."
He buzzed his horn at a couple of very
Biblical donkeys, half-hidden by their loads of
brush-wood, and as usual straggling all over
the shop. They were in charge of a woman,
barefooted and ungainly, dressed in gaudy rags
and with her face plastered thickly with dust.
''
I never did see sich rag-bags as the women
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is out here," he went on. I often wonder
what my missus'd say if she could see the old
man a-riding on 'is donkey while 'is old girl
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foot-slogs it in the dust !
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