Voweled

Squatted behind their serones of fruits and vegetables, their wedges of goat’s-milk cheese and cones of coarse brown sugar, or double rows of bottles of guarado, (the unfermented juice of sugar-cane) they expatiate upon the merits of their merchandise in shrill but soft-voweled Castellano that wheedles the last penny out of your purse.

It is pleasing to think how intensely Weiner must suffer in New York City, where even educated natives grunt a brick-tongued, boomerang-voweled, Stallonian yo-patois.