But all my father ever said, to evince pride of ancestry, was in honor of William Caxton, citizen and printer in the reign of Edward IV.,--Clarum et venerabile nomen! an ancestor a man of letters might be justly vain of.
"Heus," said my father, stopping short, and lifting his eyes from the Colloquies of Erasmus, "salve multum, jucundissime." Uncle Jack was not much of a scholar, but he knew enough Latin to answer, "Salve tantundem, mi frater." My father smiled approvingly.

"I see you comprehend true urbanity, or politeness, as we phrase it.

There is an elegance in addressing the husband of your sister as brother.

Erasmus commends it in his opening chapter, under the head of Salutandi formuloe.

And indeed," added my father, thoughtfully, "there is no great difference between politeness and affection.