Etiquette by Dr F W Boreham

F W Boreham wrote about 'Etiquette' in his book, 'Mountains in the Mist' but as the great recycler, this is a different version with some same and different stories.

Strange words, like strange people, often repay handsomely the hospitality extended to them. Ruskin once declared that every word in the dictionary is a treasure chest. Examine it, and you will find that it is fossil poetry, petrified history, embalmed romance. Occasionally, a foreign word slips into our vocabulary and makes its home there. An example – very much in vogue of light – is the word etiquette. It is, of course, a French word, pure and simple. Before it crept into our English speech, and took out nationalisation papers, it existed among us in an Anglicised form. We talked of “a ticket.”  Anybody who cares to repeat on his lips, first, the one form, and then the other, will immediately recognise that they amount to the same thing.
A ticket! Etiquette!
Etiquette! A ticket!