A GYPSY CAMP SOME GYPSY FAMILIES IN BROOKLYN

  THEIR HORSE TRADING- DOGS-AND CHLDREN- THEIR CHIEF-THEIR PERCULIARITIES.(1875 July 14th )

For the last two or three weeks there has been a busy camp nestled in the hilly grounds about half a mile from Prospect Park in Brooklyn.

The assemblage consists of about 30 souls, the children being in large majority. The clan is an English one and their Chief is URIAH WHARTON. As in patriarchal times. Uriah appears to be Father and Grand-father of the whole family. All seem to have the greatest reverence for their leader and men women and children obey him implicitly. The men are Horse-traders. Around the camp picking up what scanty food they can find are some 20 horses, among them brood mares with their colts. The quality of the horses need not be expatiated upon. Most all of the steeds are sprung or spavined. Horse trades are of constant occurrence in the camp. People inclined to swap horses can be accommodated.

At any time you can barter a sound horse for two foundered gypsy ones. The men seem adepts at their business cleverly concealing the defects in their animals and vaunting such few points of excellence as they many possess. With the thorough knowledge they possess a broken-down horse in a few weeks time will come out of their hands as a high mettled steed. Dogs of every variety bark and yelp at you in the camp, Here may be found setters, pointers, fox-hounds,terriers, bulldogs Lurchers, “yaller dogs” and even aristocaratic grey hound walks daintly around, apparently quite out of place. In fact children and dogs abound. The women show their Eastern origin more than men, These gypsy ladies have the quiline nose, the small mouth, the dark eyes, the blue-black straight hair common to the stock, Their costumes is tawdry and they seem to delight in garnish colours, These women seem to be good mothers and the children are such amazing profusion as to require their unceasing care.

 Fortune-telling of course falls into their line of business and no end of silly people pay their dollar to have these gypsies patter a fortune to them. The gypsy wagons are peculiar, something in shape like the Turkish Arabia. In these conveyances the people sleep some of the ambulant houses having inside of them prosaic four-poster beds. In their ordinary language the gypsies use English, resembling in accent and intonation that spoken by the peasantry in the south of England, but every now and then a guttural burst of Romanee rolls out and dissipates the idea that they are ordinary folks. If you stay here much longer, said a Times Representative to Uriah Wharton ,you will become Americanized, Our northern climate won't allow of this wandering about. In 20 years from now all these babies here , your grand-children will become good citizens and will forget Egypt and their forebears.

That's so Sir, replied the chief, I have been here off and on for 30 years and I see it a coming, maybe it is for the best, Egypt don't get along well here as in the old country, Classes is more mixed, half the children in this camp are of mixed breed, I am though pure- of pure Eygpt, we can make out here though, but in the old country , life was pleasanter. When I was a young man there was a fair or a horse race every day, horse- trading ain't what it used to be, talk about a Norfolk jockey and his bein sharp, why sir a Yankee can give him Pints. They do tell me Sir, horses in England is doubled in price of late and that they are getting them over from France, I can see Cruiser is dead, Lord Dorchester raised him, I know all about the Vension Stock, You wouldn't mind sending me a newspaper now and then, would you Sir ? Here was a revelation. A gypsy who wanted a newspaper, IF only Mr Borrow could hear that he would declare that the civilization of the gypsy at least in America had commenced, The gypsy camp was perfectly orderly, The people all seemed in good condition and the children especially with their ruddy faces and sunburnt limbs, were the pictures of health, a certain smallness of hands and feet and the graceful poses taken by all the people showed the peculiarities of an alien race
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  " REFIANCE "

Wife of Richard Harrison, died May 3, 1873, aged 45 ,years.

  " JOSHUA "

Their son, died May 1, 1873, aged 10 months. A husband and six children left to mourn their loss.

This tomb is a graceful one of marble. It fronts to the west. Above the relief (a lamb) is "mother", and below " babe." This is very tastefully adorned with plants. In 1867 Frank A. Harrison was buried, aged 11 months, born in Urbana, Ohio. Due east from the Harrison lot is the first Scotch granite tombstone erected to a gypsy, the Jeffrey monument, to Amelia and Thomas Jeffrey, who died within a few days of each other in March, 1877. The Owen-Stanley lot, south of Harrison, contains twelve graves. On the outer line, the south, are these tombstones: "E. Young, died July 17, 1873, aged fifty ,years;" east of this is a tombstone bearing on its summit a lamb in full relief, for two sisters, "racy, died October 5, 1871, aged fourteen months; Harriet, died December 25, 1865, aged sixteen months, children of Dangerfield and Richanda Stanley." Then eight graves are on the north side of this. Coming back to the west front to the north of the Young tombstone stands that of Priscilla Stanley. This stone bears a hand, painted upward on its face, "There is rest in Heaven." Priscilla, wife of Owen Stanley, died March 19, 1866, aged forty-nine years, five months and five days, born Woodbury, England. This stone bears many verses. Emanuel, son of John and Isabella Broadway, born January 20, 1852, in Somersetshire, England, died June 20, 1869, aged seventeen years and six months; buried August 29, 1869. Little Charlotte