The farmers' union. (Memphis, Mo.) 1891-1895, 1894-06-07

ted the word with | the strength in
my power. SO as to enforce my remark.
~ GU can't expect every one" added,
Ito have lived at Hightield.
Il beg your pardon, the young man
smile, and speaking in that absurdly
suave. bland voice of his, but think
you misunderstood. The village of
Ightield Id"
Excuse me, | said, somewhat curt
ly; but for your own sake. if you will
allow me to say SO, think we had bet
ter not continue this discussion any
further. 1t is embarrassing for me.
aud unpleasant for you. | tell you the
truth, Mr."
| paused. with burning checks, for
in the heat of my Indignation Id for
gotten the fellows re pected name,
even.
My name is 'Ampton, he said. look
ing tow ard, me with grave politeness.
This was really more tran human
endurance could stand. My checks
burned like fire, my ears ting!ed.
TO tell you the truth, Mr.. Hamp-
tom | said, in a, low a voice as could
compass. SO as not to put him to need
less shame before the whole society,
I'm a stickler fer the purity of our
mothe. tongue, and whel any man
ventures -"
Mr.. Hampton's face was rather red
now, though | saw a sort of suppressed
amusement in it at the same time,
which was positively indecent.
Excuse me, he began once more,
still bland, but peremptory, you mis-
take me entirely. said :Ampton."
Human nature is frail It's the last
straw that breaks the came!'s back.
lost my temper.
Yes. | know yon said 'Ampton,"
answered with warmth. You must for
| give mo ii | have to set you 9ght 81
/ a pubic table on so delicate subject:
/ but man who doesn know how to
! pronounce his own name without a
| hideous vulgarism OF the most disgust
ing sort, is, in my opinion, unfit"
But before l could finish my sentence
| by adding for the society of gentle
! mel" Silvia had seized my arm nerv.
Ously.
Papa dear" she whispere l, blush
ing down to her very neck, and looking
ha1dsomer than ever, do allow mo to
explain. Tho fact is, his name real
ly-"
sylvia, my child" said decisively,
own daughter. will you allow me to
Hampton and can get on very we'll in.
deedwithout you. When need your as.
sstance, l won't forget to ask you for
it. Meanwhile, have the goodness to
pass the wine card, will YOU"
Sylvia blushed Grim son, which, of
course. was very proper, and Mr..
Hampton turned round with a painfully
red face to his neighb r. who happened
to be French woman, and began ex'
planning something volubly to her in
her own language. l don't deny he
seemed to talk it like a native. He had
all the foreign airs and gra ces. that
young man had: but, as l limited be-
fore. | regard an ability to speak the
languages of foreigners as dust in the
balance compared with a correct and
graceful pronunciation of our own be.
loved and beautiful mother tongue.
After dinner lounged awhile in the
smoking room. enjoying my cigar, and
staring blankIy across the floor at Mr..
Hampton. who was quite undiSconcert-
three of his friends sat giggling around
him. He was telling them the story
of a mounted paper-chase. or hare-and-
hounds. in which he had evidently
taken part at Cannes that morning
and to nv intense disgust he remarked
over and over again that the are did
this. or the are did that. till in a
fever Of disgust. l could stand it NO
longer. | rose aud went into the salon
TO look for Maria and Sylvia. To my
surprise they weren't there. 1 re.
turned through the smoking room II
60 up II our own salon. and as passed
that man Hampton assaulted my ears
once more with another OF his hideous
vulgarisms. They live in Ugh street
Philadelphia. he was remarking to 9
friend. | shuddered and passed on
This was too. too horrible. That 8
creature like that should venture t
aspire &c my autiful Sylvia. An as
piran. without an aspirate. It filled
ne with Indignation.
ito Be CONTINC8nl