"
"It was the most picturesque domestic event of last century, as well as
a religious----"
"Picturesque! I never thought of Methodism in that way, John; but I'll
tell thee, it took the very heart of Yorkshire and set it to song and
prayer--and cotton-spinning. It stopped a deal of gambling and racing
and dog-and cock-fighting, and chapels and mills grew together all over
the length and breadth of Yorkshire. They did that, and all that! I've
heard my father say so many a time. Make haste now, my lad, dinner will
spoil if tha keeps it waiting. Methodism is like enough to stand
forever."
In this conversation Mrs. Hatton had dropped easily and naturally into
the Yorkshire speech, as all Yorkshire people do when heart-touched. For
Yorkshire is neither a dialect nor a patois; it is the pure English of
a thousand years ago, the English Chaucer spoke, and which Yorkshire has
preserved in all its purity--especially about the Craven district. Mrs.
Hatton had gone through finishing schools of the latest fashion and she
made no trips in her usual social conversation, unless deeply moved, but
if a little Yorkshire was a fault, it was a very general one, and there
was no interesting conversation without such lapses into English pure
and undefiled and often startlingly picturesque and to the point.
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