Quadrivial Quandary:  Logophiles, Rejoice!  Each day we give you four unusual words.  Can you fit them all in one illustrative sentence?

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The two wayfarers were shown by a Butler into the Earl of Minto's smoking room, where they were affably welcomed by the Statesman, who explained that, since his elevation to the Peerage on the death of his father, he had lost the position of First Lord of the Admiralty to take up his seat in the House of Lords, so now was able to take longer vacations than hitherto, but though no longer a Member of Parliament, he still held onto his membership of the Foxite Whig Party and still indulged his interests in the Abolition of Slavery and other current issues, so he was delighted to meet Doubleday and learn of his life before and after MacFarlane had bought his Freedom; first the Baronet explained how they had first met: "well, My Lord, my father took me on a voyage to the West Indies when I was a boy and we visited the sugar plantations he had an interest in; I was horrified at the conditions of the slaves and petitioned him about it, but he treated me with scorn – he said that the Negro race were little more than animals, sub-human, fit only for brute manual labour, unable to follow complex orders, only the most basic commands: walk, stop, cut, lift, load, walk, stop and so on, he said that their own language was like the growls of dogs or miaows of cats, no proper words, just grunts and snarls and that they could only understand those one-word commands, especially if given with a whip; for myself, I was ashamed to be a white boy in that place, particularly when I saw the cowed and beaten faces of the slave children as they watched me, sullen and well, My Lord, resentful, and no wonder! when I asked my father if he would grant me one wish, he laughed and said that of course he would, if it was in his power; I summoned up all my nerves and asked that he should purchase a slave boy to be my companion, that I may have him educated when we return to Scotland, for I had the idea of rescuing one from his dreadful life and giving him the chance of a different and better one; at first my father stared, then glared, then seemed to silently fume, but at length he relented and even laughed: "'tis a lesson I should have learned long ago," he said, "never promise before you know what is asked of you! well, boy, I had expected you to ask for a girl, to frolic with and practise the art of philematology, but if you really think you can drum some sort of sense into a boy's head, then I will keep my promise, but be warned, what you expect is beyond these Negroes capacity, but choose one, for we will be leaving on the morn's morn," and so I went out and looked for a boy I had seen earlier, who, despite the treatment they all received, still had something of a light in his eyes and dignity in his bearing; when I caught sight of him, I beckoned him over and said he was to accompany me; at the time I had no idea if he could understand, but he followed me and when my father saw him he acknowledged that he was a better specimen than most; it felt wretchedly as if I had chosen a gun-dog, but at least he put up no further arguments; and that is how Darcus Doubleday came to Scotland with me; he showed a quick aptitude for learning and after a year's cramming at the village school, he accompanied me to Rugby where he was soon popular for his boxing skills and then to Oxford where he excelled both academically and in sports; we have travelled in Europe and the Americas, but have returned to Scotland on a special mission, though I think it best if Mr Doubleday explains it to you;" and the Statesman turned his inquisitive eye on Darcus, who cleared his throat: "My Lord, we understand that some years ago, a young African boy was brought to Hawick by a sea captain, James Swanson, and was present when his master died?" the Earl sat up and stared intently on Doubleday: "why, I knew him! my father and the Duke of Buccleuch were among his sponsors when he became a schoolmaster, Tom Jenkins! my goodness, Tom Jenkins! he was sent back to Africa as a missionary, or rather, he demanded to go. was determined to return to his homeland, both to reclaim his birth-right and to convert his people to Christianity; no-one ever heard of him again, it was supposed that his ship must have been overcome by a storm, and he was lost at sea, or else met opposition from some of his own people and been slain, for all of us who knew him had no doubt but that if he lived he would have written as he promised, to tell us that he was safe; what do you know of him, Mr Doubleday, Sir Parlane? but wait, it is time for us to have some supper – my family is still in London, so I am not formal when here alone, but there is plenty for three, I do not hooverize when I have guests," and he led the way to a small supper room, which caught the afternoon sun, and instructed his Butler on what to fetch, and when MacFarlane commented on an unusual sculpture, the bust of an apparent Negro, Lord Minto told them that it was indeed Tom Jenkins, made by a local stonemason on the instruction of Minto's father, who had contributed financially to Jenkins education and his missionary expedition: "he intended to have an acrolith constructed, after the Greek form, with a wooden trunk, that head, hands and feet of stone; sadly it was never finished and as the years passed with no word of Jenkins, well, the whole point of it seemed to fade and he only kept the head," and MacFarlane said: "it is indeed a good likeness!"

(by MissTeriWoman)


Oh happy are the nymphs at play
Who gambol and frolic all the day
Around their acrolith so fine
And laud their Valentines sublime.
They study philematology
And hooverize dull company.
(by OldRawgabbit)
The Quandary for Wednesday, February 14, 2018 consisted of: Challenge: use all four words together in one illustrative sentence.

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