None of them seemed to have Sunday clothes.
He again broached the suggestion about a gypsy wagon for himself and his father--and Frank, the dog--in which they could go far away, seeing all those strange cities and cooking their dinner over campfires.

His father seemed to consider this not wholly impracticable, but there were certain disadvantages of the life, and there were really better ways.

It seems you could be a gypsy in all essentials, and still live in houses like less adventurous people.
"Trouble with them, they got no trade," said the wise Dave, "and out in all kinds of weather, and small-town constables telling them to move on, and all such.

You learn a good loose trade, then you can go where you want to." A loose trade seemed to be one that you could work at any place; they always wanted you if you knew a loose trade like the printer's--or, "Now you take barbering," said Dave.

"There's a good loose trade.