13.07.2015 Views

Untitled - Beeldbibliotheek

Untitled - Beeldbibliotheek

Untitled - Beeldbibliotheek

SHOW MORE
SHOW LESS

You also want an ePaper? Increase the reach of your titles

YUMPU automatically turns print PDFs into web optimized ePapers that Google loves.

150 CARAVAN DAYSshe belongs to an earlier period. She used totravel with her large, performing family, givingentertainments in the villages, and she alwayslooked in to see me when she passed my way.Ihad a special regard for her on account of theperfect harmony that existed between herselfand her dwelling. Away from her caravan shewas like a fish out of water : she had lived all herlife in it and brought up her family there. Andshe told me that she could never feel at home ina house.She was always" restless like after thefirst few minutes and wanted to get near theRooms is so big and lonely."winder." But wouldn't a house be more comfortable"in the winter ? I would say." " No," she would reply. I never can feel asifI were gettin' warmed through in an 'ouse."" But are you never afraid of being blown overon stormy nights? "The old lady laughed with much enjoyment." They do say," she remarked, " that mothernever looks to be snugto rock a bit."in bed till thevan begins

Hooray! Your file is uploaded and ready to be published.

Saved successfully!

Ooh no, something went wrong!