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Title: Peaceful personalities and warriors bold
Year: 1907 (1900s)
Authors: Villiers, Frederic, 1851-1922
Subjects: War correspondents
Publisher: London New York : Harper
Contributing Library: University of California Libraries
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN

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a woman, thelatter in green velvet jacket and rose silk skirt witha crown of garlands round her head ; the man worea gold embroidered blue cloth tunic, red sash,Turkish trousers and a band of shining metal roundhis Astrakhan cap. The crowd suddenly ceasedtheir clamour and disappeared as mysteriously asthey had come, while the two on the balcony retiredinto the room to which we were eventually ushered.We found them seated on two high stools, and oneither side of them stood a half-dozen motley-attiredfiddlers. In the centre of the room was a table onwhich were loaves of black bread, green pods ofpaprika and jars of wine ; and, after we had beenpresented to the chief and his wife, chairs wereplaced for us at the board, when a large metal dishwas brought in containing a bake of fowls, tomatoes,and red paprikas. While we were eating this goodfare the fiddlers retired to the balcony and com-menced to play as those wild Tziganes alone can.I shall hardly forget their wonderful performance. 8
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GIPSIES OK Till: 1;ALKAN IENINSULA. (To face p. 8. Peaceful Personalities and Warriors Bold The whole incident of the visit was charming; theevident delight of the people on seeing us, andthe stately courtesy of their king and queen. Theywere beggars all, and lived by their fiddling, yet wewere not asked for largesse, and if we had offeredany gratuity it would have been rejected with scorn,for we were the guests of their chief. On our leaving there was no demonstration bythe people, for the street was as deserted as whenwe had first arrived. The king and the queen stoodalone on the balcony, but when we had mounted ournags, and were trotting up the silent thoroughfare,they also disappeared. Neither my companions norI knew why we were thus invited to so unique areception, and riding into the village a few daysafterwards we found the wandering fiddlers hadentirely disappeared. Early in the following year I had been for aweek eating alone, seated at a table by one of thecorner windows of

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