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The Worsted Man A flippity-floppity Hippity-hoppity Double loose- jointed man. Doll. Well, ladies, this is an unex pected pleasure. I had no idea last evening, when my fair friend Miss Im patience here was sewing my eyes in and putting the finishing touches to my ears, and manicuring my mittens, that to-day would find me a living creature like the rest of you, instead of that genial but unintelligent bit of creation known to history as an Afghan . Priscilla. Are your eyes really sewed in? Doll. Yes, Miss Priscilla, with cotton thread. Marianna. And can you see through them? Doll. No, ma am. They are made of shoe-buttons, which are not trans parent. But I can see through the 28
