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But people in general do not think, and if they refuse to be walled in by other people's thoughts, they inevitably flop and flounder into pitiable prostration. So important is it, that a poor creed is better than none at all. Truth, even adulterated as we get it, is a tonic. Bring forward something tangible, something positive, something that means something, and it will do.
He stooped, and dipped his beak in the pond; he thought it was his beak, but, of course, it was only his nose, and, therefore, very little water came up, and that not so refreshing as usual, so next he tried a puddle, and he fell flop into it.
I saw some beauties, and I wanted to ask the price; but the attendants, who were girls, with lovely figures and their hair done in exactly the same flop over their foreheads, were so interested in talking about a young man they all knew, that it seemed cruel to interrupt them, especially as I mightn't buy the sunshade in the end.
So Flop ran back toward the bungalow, and pretty soon Pop Goes the Weasel said the milk was sour enough, and he gave it to Curly in a pail. Through the dark woods went the little piggie boy, and he had not gone very far before he heard some one crying, and a voice saying: "Oh, dear! I'm lost! I can't find my bungalow, and I can't find my motorboat, and I'm afraid dreadfully afraid!" "Ha!
Then, by accident, he wedged Papayuchisew in a crotch of a low ground shrub, and a bit of his nose gave way. He might have run then, but instead of that he was back at the owlet like a flash. Flop went Papayuchisew on his back, and Baree buried his needlelike teeth in the bird's breast.
Then Cora Janet threw another marshmallow and it closed up the bear's other eye. Then he couldn't see at all. "Oh, wow again! Double wow!" cried the bear. Then, as fast as they could throw them, Flop and Cora Janet tossed the sticky marshmallow candies. They stuck up the bear's nose so he couldn't hear, and got in his ears so he couldn't smell. Oh! just listen to me, would you!
Well, Flop Ear did not want to give away his cookie, but he thought it was better to do that than to be eaten himself, so he gave the sweet little cake to the mouse, who said: "Now, when the fox comes up here, just toss out over the log the stocking filled with leaves. The fox will think it is you, and he will carry it off to his den before he finds out his mistake.
I guessed the cause, and tried to frighten the climber away; but I suspect he mounted by the bed clothes, for I presently heard something flop into the tea. All was silent; and I concluded the intruder was drowned; but of course, whatever my thirst, I did not attempt to drink. When daylight came, there sat a poor mouse, holding up his little chin just above the liquid.
"Hold on!" exclaimed Curly Tail. Then, somehow, into their hearts there came a feeling of sadness, and yet not so much sadness as gladness and happiness. "I I guess I don't want a toy steam engine," said Flop Ear. "Give it to the lame boy." "Good," cried Santa Claus. "And I don't need the toy auto very much," went on Curly Tail. "Give it to the poor little boy."
In producing a staccato, for example, the valves flop up and down, doling out the air at the proper intervals and in precisely the right quantities. Indeed, nothing in the world of Nature is more wonderful than the gift of bird song, and nothing proves more clearly the doctrine of design, or, at least, of adaptation to a specialized purpose.
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