South High School - Tiger Yearbook (Minneapolis, MN)

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The Phantom Fiddler of Warwick By Katherine Lovnberc W ith eves that were hlack as the midnight, And skin that was tanned and brown. A gypsy maid came wandering, A black-eyed gypsy came wandering An outcast gypsy came wandering. Over the moonlit down. She sat on a mossy lx ulder, Under a wind-tossed pine, And shook her hair to the moonlight, Her glossy hair in the moonlight. And bound it hack in the moonlight. With scarlet ribbons fine. The wind swept the perfume of roses From many a cottage door. And a strain of music came floating. A liquid melody floating. Like the sigh of the ocean came floating. Over the star-kissed moon. It thrilled in the silver moonlight. Like the stream in the copse below. And a jaunty fiddler came strolling. A beggar fiddler came strolling. A tattered fiddler came strolling, ( ver the hill's white brow. His cap was of tattered velvet. His cloak of the good Scotch plaid, And he came wildly fiddling—fiddling—fiddling, He came a sweetly playing. Up to the gypsy maid. Patfc 2 I