menu_book Chapter 6

Section 6 of 1891 Collection. This is a LibriVox recording. All LibriVox recordings are in the public domain. For more information or to volunteer, please visit LibriVox.org. Reading by Matt Perard. 1891 Collection. By various. Section 6. Americanisms and Britishisms. By Brenda Matthews. In a novel written in the last decade, but one of the nineteenth century, by an Australian lady in collaboration with a member of parliament, one of the characters stops another to ask for the explanation of this or that Australian phrase, wondering whether it would be better to give the English meaning of each word after the word itself, and to keep on repeating it all through. Or would it do to put a footnote once for all? Or how would it do to have a little glossary at the end?

As it happens, oddly enough, the authors of the ladies gallery have not themselves done any one of these things, and therefore, if we chance to read their fiction, we are left to grope for ourselves when in the first two chapters we are told of the wild howling of the dingos in the scrub, and when we learn that the hero had eaten his evening meal, damper, and a hard junk of wallaby flesh while his belly of tea was warming. Then we are informed that he had arranged a bed with his blankets, his swag for a pillow, and that he wished for a good mate to share his watch, or even a black tracker upon whom he could depend as a scout. We are told also that this hero, who was not intended to grub a lawn, hears a call in the night, and he reflects that a black fellow would not coo-ee in that way. Later he cuts up a fig of tobacco. He says, we can yarn now. He speaks of living on wild plums in Bandicoot, and he makes mention of a certain newchum. From the context, we may fairly infer that this last term is the Australian equivalent of the Western tenderfoot, but who shall explain the meaning of damper and dingos, coo-ee and Bandicoot? And why have scrub and billy, grub and fig taken on new meanings, as though they had suffered a sea change in the long voyage around the Cape or through the canal?

As yet, so far as I know, no British critic has raised a cry of alarm against the coming degradation of the English language by the invasion of Australianisms. It can hardly be doubted, however, that the necessities of a new civilization will force the Australian to the making of many a new word to define new conditions, as the San Francisco hoodlum is different from the New York loafer, so the Melbourne lyrican has differentiated himself from the London ruff. And in due season, a term had to be developed to denote this differentiation. There are also not a few Canadian phrases to be collected by the curious, and the exiles in India have evolved a vocabulary of their own by frequent adoption of native words, which makes difficult the reading of certain of the words. To recall these things is but to recognize that the same causes are at work in Canada, in India, and in Australia, as have been acting in the United States.

It remains to be seen whether the same causes have been found in the United States, or whether the same causes have been found in the United States. The controversy, when it comes, is one at which the American will look on with disinterested amusement. Remembering that those who laughed best, who laughed last, and that Dean Alford omitted from the discussion of the subject, is a very important point. And it is not the case that the American will look on with disinterested amusement. Remembering that those who laughed best, who laughed last, and that Dean Alford omitted from the later editions of his dogmatic discussion of the Queen's English, a passage which was prominent in the first edition, issued in 1870.

From the later editions of his dogmatic discussion of the Queen's English, a passage which was prominent in the first edition, issued in 1863, during the war of the rebellion, and which Adam adverted on the process of deterioration, that the Queen's English had undergone at the hands of the Americans. Look at those phrases, he cried, which so amuse us in their speech and books, at their reckless exaggeration and contempt for congruity, and then compare the character and history of the nation, its blunted sense of moral obligation and duty to man, its open disregard of conventional right where aggrandizement is to be obtained, and I may now say its reckless and fruitless maintenance of the most cruel and unprincipled war in the history of the world. Time can be relied on to quash an indictment against a nation, and we Americans should be sorry to think that there are today in England any of those who in 1863 sympathized with the Dean of Canterbury, and who are not now heartily ashamed of their attitude then.

Owing, it may be, to the consciousness of strength, which is a precious result of the war the British Collegium denounced thus eloquently, the last tie of colonialism which bound us to the mother country is broken. We know now that the mother tongue is a heritage and not alone. It is ours to use as we need's must. In America there is no necessity to plead for the right of the Americanism to exist. The cause is one. No American writer worth his salt would think of withdrawing a word or of apologizing for a phrase because it was not current within sound of bow bells. The most timid of American authorises has no doubt as to her use of railroad, conductor, grade, and to switch, despite her possible knowledge that in British usage the equivalents of these words are railway, guard, gradient, and to shunt.

On the contrary, in fact, there is visible now and again, especially on the part of the most highly cultivated writers, an obvious delight in grasping an indigenous word racy of the soil. There is many an American expression of a pungent freshness which authors weary of an outworn vocabulary sees eagerly. It may be a new word, but it would not be in accord with our traditions to refuse naturalization to a welcome newcomer. Or it may be a survival flourishing here in our open fields, although long since rooted out of the Trim Island garden on the other side of the Atlantic. And in such case, we use it unhesitatingly today as our forefathers used it in the past, following as Lowell remarks, the fashion of our ancestors who unhappily could bring over no English better than Shakespeare's.

In the preface to the first edition of his dictionary, issued in 1825, Noah Webster declared that although in America the body of the language is the same as in England and is desirable to perpetuate that sameness, its undifferences must exist. Since language is the expression of ideas, and if the people of one country cannot preserve an identity of ideas with the people of another country, they are not likely to retain an absolute identity of language. And Webster had no difficulty in showing that differences of physical and political conditions had already, in his day, only half a century after the revolution, and when the center of population was still close to the Atlantic seaboard, produced differences of speech. It is too much to expect, perhaps, that the British critic shall look at this Yankee independence from our point of view. Professor Lonsbury tells us in his admirable biography that in Venomor Cooper's time, the attitude of the Englishman towards the American, in the most favorable cases, was supercilious and patronizing, an attitude which never permits the nation criticizing to understand the nation criticized.

Things have changed for the better since Cooper was almost alone in his stalwart Americanism, but the arrogance which General Braddock of His Majesty's Army showed towards Colonel Washington of the Virginia Contention survives here and there in Great Britain, even though another dean sits in Dr. Alfred's stall in Catebury Cathedral. It prompted a British novelist not long ago to be offensively impertinent to an American lady at the Naum, September 1st, 1888, and it allowed Lord Wolsey to insult the memory of Robert E. Lee with ignorant praise. It finds expression in a passage like the following from A Primer of English Composition by Mr. John Nichols. Americanisms, as Britisher, skedaddle, and the peculiar use of clever, calculate, guess, reckon, etc., with the mongrel speech adopted by some humorists, are only admissible in satirical pictures of American manners. When we read an assertion of this sort, we are reduced to believe that it must be the dampness of the British climate which has thus rusted the hinges of British manners.

Far more often than we could wish, can we hear the note of lofty condescension in British discussion of the peculiarities of other races. When Englishmen are forced to compare themselves with men of any other country, no doubt it must be difficult for them not to plume themselves on their superior virtue. But modesty is also a virtue, and if this were more often cultivated in Great Britain, the French, for example, would have fewer occasions for making pointed remarks about la mort britannique, even the gentle factory. If the excursus may be forgiven, he is not wholly free from this failing. In spite of his familiarity with French life and French art, he could not quite divest himself of his British pride and of the intolerance which accompanies it, and therefore we find him recording that Monsieur de Florac confided gaily to Mr. Clive Newcomb the reason why he preferred the coffee at the hotel to the coffee at the great café,

with a Doris-Argenne-in-Rébus, a gessà, pronounced in the true French manner. Newcomb's chapter 28. But how should a Frenchman pronounce Latin? Like an Englishman, perhaps? When even the kindly Thackeray is capable of a sneering insularity of this sort, it is small wonder that the feeling of the French towards the British is well expressed in the final line of the Quatrain inscribed over the gate at Compiègne, through which Joan Dark went to her capture. Tout cela des obliens n'en fait les bien jamais, and we are reminded of the English lady who was taken to see Mr. Jefferson's performance of Rip Van Winkle, and who liked it very much indeed, but thought it such a pity that the actor had so strong an American accent. Ignorance of his neighbour is the character of the typical John Bull, says Mr. R. L. Stevenson, who also declares that the Englishman sets apart bursting with pride and ignorance what a Scot has written a Yankee may quote.

And the quotation has pertinence here in view of the fact that in the last century the English were just as keen against Scottishisms and Hibernacisms, and just as bitter as they have been in the century against Americanisms, and as they may be in the next against Australianisms. Macaulay asserted that there were in Marmion and in Waverley Scottishisms at which a London apprentice would laugh, and there are to be seen in the English newspapers now and again petty attacks on the style and vocabulary of American authors of distinction, which it is perhaps charitable to credit to London apprentices. One of these it was no doubt who began a review of Mr. Brownell's subtle and profound study of French traits, with the statement that the language most depressing to the educated Englishman is the language of the cultured American. Probably the small sword will always be exasperating to those who cling to the boxing glove. When a London apprentice laughs at the Scottishisms of the North Britain, and when the London Athenaeum is depressed by the language of cultured Americans, there is to be discovered behind the laugh and the scoff an assumption that any departure from the usage which obtains in London is most deplorable.

The laugh and the scoff are the outward and visible signs of an inward and spiritual belief that the Londoner is the sole guardian and trustee of the English language. But this is a belief for which there is no foundation whatever. The English language is not bankrupt that it needs to have a receiver appointed. It is quite capable of minding its own business without the care of a committee of Englishmen. If indeed a guardian were necessary, what Englishman would it be who would best preserve our pure English, the shepherd of Dorset or the miner of Northumberland, the Yorkshire man or the cockney? If it is not the London apprentice who is to set the standard, but the Englishman of breeding, it is hard to discover the ground whereon this Englishman can claim superiority of taste or knowledge over the other educated men to whom English is the mother tongue, whether they were born in Scotland, Ireland or America, in Australia, India or Canada.

The fallacy of the Englishman, be he London apprentice or contributor to the Athenaeum, is that he erects a merely personal standard in the use of our language. He compares the English he finds in the novels of a Scotchman or in the essays of an American with that which he hears about him daily in London. And I'm averting upon every divergence from this local British usage as a departure from the strict letter of the law which governs our language. It is, of course, unfair to suggest that a parochial self-satisfaction underlies this utilization of personal experience as a sole test of linguistic propriety, but the procedure is amusingly illogical. The cockney has no monopoly of good English, if even he has his full portion.

The Englishman in England is but the elder brother of the Anglo-Saxon elsewhere, and by no right of primo genitorum does he control the language which is our birthright. Noah Webster, in the preface from which quotation has already been made, remarked that American authors had a tendency to write the language in its genuine idiom, and he asserted that In this respect, Franklin and Washington, whose language is their hereditary mother tongue, unsophisticated by modern grammar, present as pure models of genuine English as Addison or Swift. It may be doubted whether English is now more vigorously spoken or better understood in London than in New York or in Melbourne, but it is indisputable that the student detects in the ordinary speech of the Englishman many elapses from the best usage. This contaminating of the well of English, undefiled, is not to be defended, because it is due to Englishmen who happen to live in England.

A blunder made in Great Britain is to be stigmatized as a Britishism, and it is to be avoided by those who take thought of their speech, just as though the impropriety were a Scottishism or a Hibernicism. An Americanism or an Australianism. When a location of the London apprentice is not in accord with the principles of the language, there is no prejudice in its favor, because it happened to arise beside the Thames rather than on the shores of the Hudson or by the banks of the St. Lawrence. Of Britishisms, there are as many and as worthy of collection and collocation as were the most of the Americanisms the all-embracing Bartlett gathered into his dictionary. Indeed, if a Scot or a Yankee were to prepare a glossary of Britishisms on the ample scale adopted by Mr. Bartlett, and with the same generous hospitality, the result would surprise no one more than the Englishman. We should find in its pages many a word and phrase and turn of speech common enough in England and quite foreign to the best usage of those who speak English.

Britishisms as worthy of reproof as the worst specimen of a Mongol speech adopted by some humorists in America. These are to be sought rather in the written language than in oral speech. Though there are Britishisms aplenty in the talk of the Londoner, from the suppression of the initial H among the masses to the dropping of the final G among the classes. Of the truth, precision of speech is not frequent in London, and not seldom the delivery of the Englishman of education nowadays may fairly be called slovenly. As I recall the list of those whom I have heard use the English language with mingled ease and elegance, I find fewer Englishmen than either Scotchmen or Americans. Quintillion tells us that an old Athenian woman called the eloquent Theophrastus, a stranger, and declared that she had discovered him to be a foreigner, only from his speaking in a foreign language.

Something of this ultra-precision is perhaps to be observed today in the modern Athens, be that Edinburgh or Boston. In the ordinary speech of Englishmen, there are not a few vocables which grate on American ears. Sometimes they are ludicrous, sometimes they are hideous, sometimes they seem to us simple. Thus, when Matthew Arnold wrote about Tolstoy, he told us that Anna Karenina throws herself under the wheels of a goods train. To us Americans, this sounds odd, as it is our habit to call the means of self-destruction, chosen by the Russian heroine, a freight train. But it is simply due to the accidental evolution of railroad terminology in England and in America at the same time, whereby the same thing came to be called by a different name on either side of the Atlantic.

Neither term has a right of way as against the other, and it would be interesting to foresee which will get down to our great-grandchildren in like manner. The keyless watch of Great Britain is the stemwinder of the United States. And here again, the great-grandchildren of the United States are the stemwinder of the United States. The keyless watch of Great Britain is the stemwinder of the United States. And here again, there is little to choose, as both words are logical.

The use of like for as, not uncommon in the southern states, has there always been regarded as an indefensible colloquialism. But in England, it is heard in the conversation of literary men of high standing, and now and again it even gets itself into print in books of good repute. It will be found, for instance, in the sketch of Macaulay, which the late Cotter Morrison wrote for the series of Englishmen of letters edited by Mr. John Morley. And Walter Bagholt represents the dwellers in the old manor houses and rural parsonages asking, Why can't they, the French, have kings, lords, and commons like we have?

Here, occasion serves to remark that Bagholt's own writing is besprinkled with Britishisms. His style is slouchy beyond belief. It is impossible to imagine a Frenchman or an American capable of thinking as clearly and as cogently as Bagholt and willing to write as carelessly. To be noted also is the British habit of saying, very pleased. When the tradition of the language and the best American usage alike require one to say, very much pleased,

Equally noteworthy is the misuse of without, for unless, condemned in America as a vulgarism, but discoverable in England in the pages of important periodical publications. For example, in the number of the new review for August 1890, we find Sir Charles Dill, who, as a member of Her Majesty's Privy Council, Ought to be familiar with the Queen's English, writing that, Nothing can be brought before the vestry without the vestry is duly summoned.

Among the political Britishisms which deserve collection as well as political Americanisms, although far less picturesque, are to be recorded the use of the government. When the ministry, rather, is intended, and also the habit of accepting these nouns of multitude as plural, and therefore of writing the ministry are and the government are, where an American would more naturally write the administration is.

Another more recent Britishism is the growing habit of dropping the article and saying that ministers are, meaning thereby that the cabinet as a whole is about to take action. As yet I have not seen ministers is, but even this barbaric locution bids fair to be reached in course of time. It must be admitted that the terminology of politics is independent in its tendencies and frequently breaks the slate of the irregular grammar. It was the speechmaking of an American senator which appeared to the late George T. Lanagan as,

a foretaste of that grammatical millennium, when the singular verb shall lie down with a plural noun, and a little conjunction shall lead them. Perhaps the two most frequent Britishisms and the most obvious are the use of different to, where the American more appropriately and logically says different from, and the employment of directly and its synonym immediately, for as soon as in such phrases as directly he arrived he did thus.

Even Thackeray in his most carefully written and most artistic novel, allowed Henry Esmond to write instantly for as soon as whereby he was guilty also of an anachronism, as this blunder is a Britishism of comparatively recent origin and is not yet to be found in the pages of any American author of authority. It is perhaps worthy of note that in the triumph of Psychologic Insight, Barry Lyndon, which also is written in the first person, we find like for as, much as though it were a Hibernicism which we do not understand it to be.

I am informed and believe, for in matters of language I prefer to testify on information and belief only, and not to make avid David of my own knowledge, necessarily circumscribed by individual experience. I am informed and believe that an Englishman says, lift, where we say elevator, and that he calls that man an agricultural laborer, whom an American would term a farmhand. In the one case the Britishism is the shorter and in the other the Americanism.

I am told that an Englishman calls for a tin of condensed milk when an American would ask for a can, and that an Englishman even ventures to taste tinned meat, which we Americans would suspect to be tainted by the metal, although we have no prejudice against canned meats. I understand that an Englishman stops at a hotel at which an American would stay. I have been led to believe that an Englishwoman of fashion will go to a swagger function

at which you will expect to meet no end of smart people, meaning thereby not clever folks, but swells. I have heard that an Englishman speaks of a wire, meaning a telegram, and I know that an English friend of mine in New York received a letter from his sister in London bidding him hold himself in readiness to cross the Atlantic at a day's notice and informing him that he might have to come over on a wire.

To an American going over the ocean on a wire seems an unusual mode of traveling, and too blond and like to be attempted by less expert acrobats. The point halfway between us and our adversary seems nearer to him, but this is an optical delusion, just as the jet of water in the center of a fountain appears closer to the other side than to ours. So it is not easy for anyone on either shore of the Atlantic to be absolutely impartial

in considering the speech of those on the other. An American with a sense of the poetic cannot but prefer to the imported word autumn, the native and more logical word fall, which the British have strangely suffered to drop into disuse. An American conscious of the fact that cunning is frequent in the mouths of his fair countrywomen, and that it is sadly wrenched from its true significance,

is aware also that the British are trying to crap our mother tongue by limiting bug to a single offensive species by giving to bloody and ulterior significance as of semi-profanity, and by restricting sick to a single form of physical richness. Forgetful that Peter's wife's mother once lay sick of a fever, and that an officer in her majesty's service may even now go home on sick leave.

The ordinary and broader use of sick is not as uncommon in England as some British critics affect to think. I have heard an Englishman defend the use of I feel bad for I feel ill on the ground that he employed the former phrase only when he was sick enough to be above all thought of grammar. We Americans have extended the meaning of transom, which strictly speaking was the bar across the top of the door under the fan light itself.

This American enlargement of the meaning of transom has not found favor at the hands of British critics, who did not protest in any way against the British restriction of the meaning of bug, bloody, and sick. Indeed, in the very number of the London Weekly Review in which we could read a protest against Mr. Howell's employment of transom in its more modern American meaning was to be seen an advertisement of a journalist in want of a job, and vaunting himself as an expert in the writing of literates.

Surely literate is as unlovely evocable as one could find in a Sabbath day's reading, and moreover it is almost unintelligible to an American who calls that an editorial, which the Englishman calls a leader and who would term that an editorial paragraph, which the Englishman terms a literate. Another sentence plucked from the pages of the Saturday Review about the same time is also almost incomprehensible to the ordinary American.

But he is so brilliant and so much by way of being complete that they will be few who read his book and do not wish to know more of him. From the context, we may hazard a guess that so much by way of being is here synonymous with almost. But what would Linley Murray say to so vile a phrase that Linley Murray, whom the British invoke so often, ignoring or ignorant of the fact that he was an American, holding with the late Richard Grant White that ours is really a grammarless tongue, and distrusting all efforts of schoolmasters to straightjacket our speech into formulas borrowed from the Latin.

I, for one, should be quite willing to abandon Linley Murray to the British. It is not the first time that an American weed has been exhibited in England as a horticultural beauty. Our common wayside, mullane, for example, is cherished across the Atlantic as the American velvet plant. Other divergences of usage may perhaps deserve a passing word. It is an Americanism to call him clever, whom we deem good-natured only.

And it is a Britishism to call that entertainment smart, which we consider very fashionable. And out of the two, the Britishism seems the more natural outgrowth. So also the British terminus of Latin origin is better than the American depo of French origin. It is a wonder that so uncouth and absurdity as depo ever got into use when we had at hand the natural word station. Sometimes the difference between the Americanism and the Britishism is very slight.

In America, coal is put on the grate in the singular, while in England, coals are put in the grate in the plural. In the United States, beets are served at table as a vegetable, while in Great Britain, beetroot is served. Oddly enough, the British do not say potato root or carrot root when they order either of those esculents to be cooked. And as the American usage seems the more logical, perhaps it is more likely to prevail. Sometimes, and indeed one might say often, a word or a usage is denounced by some British critic without due examination of the evidence on its behalf.

Professor Freeman, for example, who is frequently finicky in his choice of words, objected strongly to the use of metropolis as descriptive of the chief city of a country, rather restricting the word to its more ecclesiastical significance as a cathedral town. And Mr. Skeet has admitted the validity of the objection. But Mr. R. O. Williams, in his recent suggested paper on Good English for Americans, informs us that metropolis was employed to indicate the most important city of the state by McCauley, an author most careful in the use of words and by De Quency, a purist of the strictest sect.

Nay, more, he even finds metropolis thus taken in the prose of Addison and in the verse of Milton. In like manner, Dr. FitzEdward Hall had no difficulty in showing that reliable, often obfugated as an Americanism, is to be found in a letter written in 1624 by one Richard Montague, afterwards a bishop, and that it owes its introduction into literature to Coleridge. We used it in 1800. Dr. Hall has also shown that scientist, which Mr. A.J. Ellis saw fit to denounce as an American barbaric trisyllable, was first used by an Englishman, Dr. Whewell, in 1840.

One of the abiding advantages of the New English Dictionary of the Philological Society, an advantage which may more than counterbalance the carelessness with which its quotations have been verified, is that its columns can be used to convince evenly ordinary British critic that many a word and many an expression which is prompt to condemn as an Americanism, and therefore pestilent, is to be found in the literature of our language long before the Declaration of Independence broke the political unity of the Anglo-Saxon race. And although a negative is always difficult of proof, the same New English Dictionary gives evidence in behalf of the late Mr. White's contention that Britisher is not an Americanism, but a Briticism. He said that the word was never heard in the mouth of an American, and as it happens, Dr. Murray is not able to adduce it in its behalf, a single quotation from any American author.

The effort for precision, the desire to make a word do more than is set down for it, the wish to have warrant for every syllable, is neither despicable nor futile. It is only by taking thought that language can be bent to do our will. The sparse vocabulary and the rude idioms of the shepherd or the teamster are inadequate to the needs of the poet and of the student. The ideal of style is said to be the speech of the people in the mouth of the scholar. And Walter Backhoff, in his essay on Stern and Thackeray, one of the few of his papers which have art and form as well as sympathy and insight, declares that,

That how language was first invented and made we may not know, but beyond doubt it was shaped and fashioned into its present state by common ordinary men and women, using it for common and ordinary purposes. They wanted a carving knife, not a razor or lancet. And those great artists who have to use language for more exquisite purposes, who employ it to describe changing sentiments and momentary fancies, and the fluctuating and indefinite inner world, must use curious nicety and hidden but effectual artifice, Else they cannot duly punctuate their thoughts and slice the fine edges of their reflections. A hair's breadth is as important to them as a yard's breadth to a common workman.

To put so sharp a point upon his style, the artist in words must choose his material with unfaltering care. He must select and store away, in his grip, the best words. He must free his vocabulary from clumsy localisms, whether these be Americanisms or Britishisms. He must be true to the inherent and vital principles of our language, not yielding to temporary defections from the truth, whether these flourish in Great Britain or in the United States. It cannot be said too often that there is no basis for the belief that somewhere there exists a sublimated English language, perfect and impeccable.

This is the flawless ideal to which all artists in style strive vainly to attain, whether they are Englishmen or Americans, Australians or Canadians, Irish or Scotch. But nowhere in this speech without stain spoken by men in his daily life, not in London where cognizance abound, not in Oxford where university slang is luxuriant and where pedantry flourishes. Nowhere has this pure and undefiled language ever been spoken by any community. Nowhere will it ever be spoken other than by a few men here and there, gifted by nature or trained by art. The speech of the people in the mouth of the scholar, that is the absolute ideal which no man can find by travel and which every man must make for himself by toil,

avoiding alike the tendency of the people towards slouching inaccuracy and the tendency of the scholar towards academic virginity. Of the two, the more wholesome leaning is towards the forcible idioms of the plain people rather than the tamer precision of the student. The wild flowers of speech plucked betimes with the dew still on them, humble and homely and touching, such as we find in Franklin and in Emerson, in Lowell and in Thoreau, are to be preferred infinitely before the wax and petals of rhetoric as a schoolmaster arranges them. The grammarian, the purist, the pernickety stickler for trifles is the deadly foe of good English, rich in idioms and racy of the soil.

Every man who has taught himself to know good English and to love it and to delight in it must sympathize with Professor Lonsbury's lack of admiration for that grammar school training which consists in teaching the pupil how much more he knows about our tongue than the great masters who have moulded it, which practically sets up the claim that the only men who are able to write English properly are the men who have never shown any capacity to write it at all. As to the English of the future, who knows what the years may bring forth, the language is alive and growing and extending on all sides to the grief of the purist and the pedact, who prefer a dead language that they can dissect at will and that has come to the end of its usefulness.

The existence of Britishisms and of Americanisms and of Australianisms is a sign of healthy vitality. Neither usage, said Professor Freeman after contrasting certain Americanisms and Britishisms, can be said to be in itself better or worse than the other. Each usage is better in the land in which it has grown up of itself. An unprejudiced critic, if such a one could happily be found, would probably discover an equality of blemish on either side of the ocean, more precision and pedantry on the one side and a more daring carelessness on the other.

To declare a single standard of speech is impossible, that there will ever be any broad divergence between the English language and American speech, such, for example, as differentiates the Portuguese from the Spanish, is now altogether unlikely. A divergence, as wide as this, has been impossible since the invention of printing, and it is even less possible since the schoolmaster has been abroad teaching the same ABC in London, New York, Sydney, and Calcutta. Although it has ceased absolutely to be British, the chief literature of North America is still English,

and must remain so, just as the chief literature of South America is still Spanish. Signor Juan Valero, declaring this truth in the preface to his delightful Pepita Jimenez, reminds us that the literature of Syracuse, of Antioch, and of Alexandria was as much Greek literature as was the literature of Athens. In like manner, we may recall the fact that the Lucan, Seneca, Marshall, and Quintilian were all of them Spaniards by birth. That any one country shall remain or become at once the political, financial, and literary center of the wide series of Anglo-Saxon states,

which now encircles the globe, is almost equally unlikely. But we may be sure that that branch of our Anglo-Saxon stock will use the best English, and will perhaps see its standards of speech accepted by the other branches, which is most vigorous physically, mentally, and morally, which has the most intelligence and which knows its duty best and does it most fearlessly.

End of Section 6 Americanisms and Britishisms by Brenda Matthews Thank you for watching!