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Show Original Etymology. In her language Nancy Allison was inclined to be what her brother called "gushing." One summer she took an automobile trip through New Eng-tend: Eng-tend: On her return she was giving an enthusiastic description of one fine old town to her family. "It was perfectly charming! Such wonderful old doorways and the quaintest old inn!" She paused, searching for a word. "It was unique!" Brother Ned had been listening gravely to the rhapsody. "Unique," he said quietly. "That's a fine word. Let's see. 'Unus,' one; 'equus," horse. 'One horse' town. Good!" Youth's Companion. |