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Feathertop: A Moralized Legend
And,sweetone,whenthoushaltfindthypipegettinglow,goapartintosomecorner,and(firstfillingthyselfwithsmoke)crysharply,’Dickon,afreshpipeoftobacco!’and,’Dickon,anothercoalformypipe!’andhaveitintothyprettymouthasspeedilyasmaybe.Else,insteadofagallantgentlemaninagold-lacedcoat,thouwiltbebutajumbleofsticksandtatteredclothes,andabagofstraw,andawitheredpumpkin!Nowdepart,mytreasure,andgoodluckgowiththee!"
"Neverfear,mother!"saidthefigure,inastoutvoice,andsendingforthacourageouswhiffofsmoke,"Iwillthrive,ifanhonestmanandagentlemanmay!"
"Oh,thouwiltbethedeathofme!"criedtheoldwitch,convulsedwithlaughter."Thatwaswellsaid.Ifanhonestmanandagentlemanmay!Thouplayestthyparttoperfection.Getalongwiththeeforasmartfellow;andIwillwageronthyhead,asamanofpithandsubstance,withabrainandwhattheycallaheart,andallelsethatamanshouldhave,againstanyotherthingontwolegs.Iholdmyselfabetterwitchthanyesterday,forthysake.DidnotImakethee?AndIdefyanywitchinNewEnglandtomakesuchanother!Here;takemystaffalongwiththee!"
Thestaff,thoughitwasbutaplainoakenstick,immediatelytooktheaspectofagold-headedcane.
"Thatgoldheadhasasmuchsenseinitasthineown,"saidMotherRigby,"anditwillguidetheestraighttoworshipfulMasterGookin’sdoor.Gettheegone,myprettypet,mydarling,mypreciousone,mytreasure;andifanyaskthyname,itisFeathertop.