The Highland weekly news. [volume] (Hillsborough [Hillsboro], Highland County, Ohio) 1853-1886, 1870-02-03
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AVIS with q NalA-siy FanlIIys-

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just back from Europe-or "Yurrup,"
as they pronounce il? They never
talk tOyOu, of course being strangers,
but they tnlk to each other and at you
till you are pretty nearly distracted
with their chatter; till you are so sick
lot their oceau experiences; their mis-
| pronounced foreign names; their dukes
and emperors; their trivial adVen-
lures; their pOintless "reminiscences;
till you are sick Of their imbeeile faces
and their relentless clack, and wish
1t bad pleased Providence to leave the
claPPer out of their empty skulls, q
travelled with such 3 family one
eternal day, from New York to Bos-
ton, last week. Phey had spent Just
a year in "Yurrup," and were return
ing home to Boston. Papa said little,
and looked bored-he had simply been
down to New York to receive and
cart home his cargo of travelled imba-
eility. Sister Angeiine, aged %, sis
ter Augusta, aged 25, and brother
Charles, aged 33, did the converse
tional drivel, and mamma purred and
admired, and threw ia some help wheh
occasion offered, in the way Of re-
membering some French barber's-I
should say some French Counts
name, which they pretended to have
forgotten. They occupied the choice
seats in the parlor Of the drawing
room ear, and for twelve hours sat
opposite to them-was their Vis-a vig,-
they would have said, in their charm.
ing French way.
Augusta -''Plague that nahsty (nas-
ty) steamer I've the headache yet,
she rolled so the fifth day out"
Angeline-"And well you may. I
never saw such a nahsty old tub. /
never want to 90 in the Vile de Paris
again. Why did MT we go over 70
London and come in the Scotia 2'
Because we were fools ~
l fervently endorsed that senti-
ment.
Ange-"Gustie, what made Count
Caskowhisky drive of looking so blue
that last Thursday in Parry? paris
she meant) Ah, own up, nOwP
Aug-'Now, Angie, how you talk !
| told the nahsty creature | would not
receive his sattentions any longer. And
the old duke, his father, kept boring
me about him and his two million
francs a year till l sent him of with =
/ flea in his ear"
ChOrus-TKe-he-he Ha-ha-ha %
Charles Pulling o small silkeR
cloak to pieces -"Angie, where'd you
get this cheap thingp
Arge-"YOu, Charlie, let that alonel
Cheap Well, how could I-helP- iLl
There we were, tied up in SwitseF.
lnnd-just down from Mon Blong,
/ Mount Blanc, doubtless ss)-cOuld nt
buy anything in those nahsty shops,
80 far away from Pairy. had tOput
up with that slimpsy forty dollar rag;
but, bless you, l could Mt 90 nakedI'
! Chorus-s'Ke be- he !"
Aug-"Guess who was thinking
Of. Those ignorant persons we saw
first in Rome and afterwards in Ven
ice, those
! Ange-"Oh, ha-ha hal It was 40
funnyl Papa, one of them called tbs
Santa della Spiggiola the Santa della
| SpizziOla Ha-ha-ha ! And she
thought it was Canova that did Mi
chael Angeles Moses! Only think Of
It'll CanOva a sculptor and the Moses
picture thought should dieL
guess let them see by the way
laughed, that they made fools Of them
selves, because they blushed and
sneaked off.
/ TPapa laughed family, but not with
the easy grace Of a man who was GER
tain he knew what no was laughing
Aug-"Why, ChoIIy! whoro did
you get those nahsty Beaumarehais
gloves? Well, l would Mt, if were
you r
( Mamma-rwith uplifted hands1--
Beaumarchais, my son %
/ Ange-" Beaumarchais Why, how
can youl Nobody in Parry wears
those nahsty things but the common
est people,"
| CharIes-"Tbey are a rum lot, but
Tom Blennerhasset gave 'em TO NC
he wanted to do something or otbeT
/ 10 curry favor, [ s'pose.'
Ange--"TOm BlennerhasFe(tP -
/ Aug-Tom Bicnnerhassett 90
Mamma--Tom BIennerhassett and
/ have you been ass1ciating with him.
Papa - TsuddenIy Interested -
I"Hoavens what has the son Of an
honored and honorable old FREUD been
Chorus-"Doing! WHY his faith
or has endorsed himself bankrupt for
friends-thal's what's the mattofi"
"Ange-"Oh, mon Dieu, j'ai faim Z
/ Avczvous quelque chose ne bon, en-
votre pochc, mon chere frcrel Ezcnse
me for speaking French, for 70 tell the
truth, have Mt spoken English foe
80 long that it comes dreadful awk.
ward Wish We were back in Yur.
rup; c'est votrs desire aussij n'est-os
pas, mes Cheres ~
! And from that moment they lapscd
into barbarous French and kept it up
for an Notwithstanding gasping for
words, stumbling head over heels
through adverb7 and participates,
floundering among adjcctiYes, work.
ing miracles of villainous prohuncia-
, tiou--aud neither one Of them ever
by any chance understanding what
another was driving at.
! By that time some new c6mors had
entered the car, and so they lapsed
into English again, and fell to holding
everything American up to scorn and
contumeIy, in order that they might
TINS let those new corners know that
they were just from "Yurrup" They
kept up this little game all the way 70
Boston; and if ever 1 can learn whore
their funeral takes place, sbat lay
aside every other pleasure to attend it.
To use their pet and best beloved
phrase, they were a 'nahsty" family
of American snobs, and there ought N
be a law against allowing such TO go
e to Europe and misrepresent the ma
g ton. 1t will take these insects FIVE
r years, now, to get done turning up