Up from his easy chair in the venerable Athenaeum Club rose Sir John Squire in righteous wrath. He rushed for pen & paper to write a letter to the Times;
"Sirs: Is the Times going per iter tenebricosum like the rest of the papers? . . . This morning your correspondent says 'Mothers have been chided by various ministers. . . .' What has happened to the old English word 'chidden?'. . . We seem to be reaching a point at which an Englishman won't be able to call his language his own!"
Hardly was...
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