That is what I think. It is a revolution! That is what I
think, Mr. Gratz."
He swung around in his chair and struck his desk with his fist to
emphasize his words. Mr. Gratz, whose opinions were the more obnoxious
because he was a stockholder of the company, sniffed. The way he had of
sniffing was like a red rag to a bull, and he meant it as such. The
president accepted it in the spirit in which it was meant. He said:
"Bah!"
"I will tell you what it is," said Mr. Gratz, pushing his chin up at the
president. "It is the most idiotic--"
[Illustration: "_'I will tell you what it is,' said Mr. Gratz_"]
"Don't tell me!" cried Mr. Smalley. "I don't want you to tell me
anything! What do you know about the English language, anyhow? 'Gratz!'
That is a pretty name for a man who pretends to have a right to say how
the English language shall be spelled! Don't I know your history, Mr.
Gratz? Don't I know you had your name changed from Gratzensteinburgher?
And you pretend to be worried because our President and the most
talented men in the country want to drop a few useless letters out of a
measly three hundred words! I tell you these changes in spelling should
have been made long ago.
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