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THE HUMAN SIDE 29people in motor-cars, grubby people in donkeycarts,railway porters and hotel proprietors, andthere are veryfew of them who have not donesomething to help me on my way.It is a mosthappy relation, this of the caravanner to thepeople of the country where he travels. Itcreates an atmosphere of hospitality. For thecaravanner isimmensely dependent upon theinhabitants. He islooking for favours, notdemanding rights. Every camping-ground is aconcession. He is the guest of a whole neighbourhood.And I do not know how it is but there isthat about him that touches the hearts especiallyof kindly and comfortable old ladies.to feel that there issomethingThey seemforlorn in hisposition, travelling as he does without a properroof over his head. And they want to ministerto him.This hospitable spirit works both ways. Fora caravan itself is the most approachable ofdwellings. It has no high hedges or trellises orfrowning gateways to keep out the passer-by, andeveryone, without exception,what it is like inside. So that we have manycallers. One of the queerest of them alldroppedin one evening when I was camped in the cornerof a stackyard at Bonar Bridge. My Partneris curious to see