Well, you are the fairest little one I have ever seen. Come and take me to your mama.
So she took my hand and we both went to my mother, and the queen told her she would pay her well for the use of the ground while the fair lasted and that not a blade of grass should be harmed by her tribe if she would let them in. My mother said, They say gypsies steal child ren. Would thee steal mine?
The queen said: I give thee my hand and pledge that we will not steal anything belonging to you, or let anyone else, if we know it.
So she gave five pounds to my mother, then she turned my hair back from my forehead and said.
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I happened upon a first edition of this strange and wonderful book while browsing a junk shop in Palisade, CO. The narrator--who seems to be a fictionalized version of the writer--overcomes hardship and travels (alone and a woman) to the Wild West to try her luck. Her voice is flat but hypnotizing (think *True Grit*), self aggrandizing and humble at once. Her adventures are full of humor and danger. At root, she is a feminist and a humanist working against the grain of the times. Her final prophecies are poignant--though in one instance eerily inaccurate. I found this book highly readable and historically fascinating. And I wouldn't want to mess with Ellen E. Jack.
This is an amazing memoir of a tough-talking, gun-toting, "I shot the hat off his head," 20th century "mining queen" who came to Colorado as a widow and managed to enrich herself with multiple businesses and prospecting. The writing is spare and descriptive, but nevertheless one gets a full picture of this "curious lady" who enthralled tourists until she died near Colorado Springs in 1921.