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The poodle has taken in most, being French. She is an elegant, tricksy creature, Miss Plachecki by name, but called for short "Wopsy." Wopsy's back is arranged in beds like a Dutch garden; she has rosettes of black hair symmetrically disposed about her hind quarters, and her tail is exactly like a mutton cutlet in its frill. She belongs to the Woman of the party. Chum belongs to the Girl.
Now, take my advice and don't do it. You drink the bitters and they go to your nose and make it red. You drink the sugar and it goes to your brain and makes it wopsy, and so you lose all the good effects of the whiskey'! Haw, haw, haw!"
At the gate he stopped, put forth his hand, and lifted from the railing a wopsy, woolly fragment, no bigger than a sheet of note paper. It was red and warm and wet. "He's gone," said Stepfather Time. The Clock of Conscience took up the tale. "Gone. Gone. Gone," it pealed. As the collector would not leave the shattered house, they sent for me to stay the night with him. A strange vigil!
"It would be interesting to observe the response of various temperaments exposed to an unvaried influence. It would throw light on the vexed question whether the qualities that adorn our beloved are her own, or ours lent to her for the occasion. Would the same woman be addressed as 'My Queen! by one correspondent, and as 'Dear Popsy Wopsy! by another, or would she to all her lovers be herself?"
'Tuk the hull thing pole an' all quicker 'n lightnin'. Nice a bit o' hickory as a man ever see. Gol' durned if I ever heem o' the like o' that, ever. He sat down a moment on the bank. 'Got t' rest a minute, he remarked. 'Feel kind o' wopsy after thet squabble. They soon went away. And when Mose told the story of 'the swallered pole' he got the same sort of reputation he had given to others.
You will no longer be his 'Goddess, 'Angel, 'Popsy Wopsy, 'Queen of his heart. There are finer names than these: wife, mother, priestess in the temple of humanity. Marriage is renunciation, the sacrifice of Self upon the altar of the race. 'A trick of Nature' you call it. Perhaps. But a trick of Nature compelling you to surrender yourself to the purposes of God."
She was about to turn back, when whom should she see standing in the doorway but the prosperous owner himself! He recognized her immediately, and called out to her in his full, pompous voice, "Come along here, Wopsy!" The young shop-people turned to gaze in some wonder as the refined-looking girl approached the fat, loud-mannered man.
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