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Group Title: Dame Dingle series
Title: Life and death of rich Mrs. Duck
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 Material Information
Title: Life and death of rich Mrs. Duck
Series Title: Dame Dingle series
Physical Description: 8 p. : ill. ; 24 cm.
Language: English
Creator: Wevill, George ( Illustrator )
McLoughlin Bros., inc ( Publisher )
Publisher: McLoughlin
Place of Publication: New York
Publication Date: [1896?]
 Subjects
Subject: Ducks -- Juvenile poetry   ( lcsh )
Children's poetry -- 1896   ( lcsh )
Bldn -- 1896
Genre: Children's poetry   ( lcsh )
fiction   ( marcgt )
Spatial Coverage: United States -- New York -- New York
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General Note: Cover title.
General Note: Date from inscription.
General Note: Some illustrations signed George Wevil.
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Bibliographic ID: UF00082663
Volume ID: VID00001
Source Institution: University of Florida
Rights Management: All rights reserved by the source institution and holding location.
Resource Identifier: aleph - 001845611
oclc - 28636440
notis - AJR9902

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MRS. DUCK WADDLES OUT.
When Mrs. Duck waddled out she kept wheezing and puffing,
Which her friends said arose from over-eating and stuffing;
She observed other ducks, as she passed along, stop,
And make vulgar remarks on the size of her crop;
Every day she added something very rich to her dinner,
But to her friends she declared she got thinner and thinner,
One day she had scarce returned from the gutter a minute,
Having found and gobbled up many rich morsels in it,,
When she felt very queer-her head swimming round-






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DR. DRAKE'S SHOP.
And could hardly help falling quite flat on the ground;
She tried this and that, but was compelled in the end,
As she kept getting worse, for a Doctor to send.
Dr. Drake kept a shop, of dimensions not large,
In a hole in the dung-hill by the side of the yard, [gravels,
Where he dispensed certain small stones, and one or two
With sundry rare herbs he'd found in his travels:
And this Dr. Drake, by very good luck,
Was called in to prescribe for rich Mrs. Duck.
























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THE DOCTOR PREPARES TO VISIT MRS. DUCK.
So brushing his clothes and putting his feathers in order,
He waddled off to advise for the lady's disorder;
On entering her house he found his patient extended
,Quite back in her chair, and her crop much distended.
" Dr. Drake," she exclaimed, I feel greatly depressed-
Dizzy sight, very faint, and such a load at my chest;
































MRS. DUCK DESCRIBES HER SENSATIONS,
"You must know, my dear Sir, I never exceed
The simplest ingredients to take in my feed;
And it certainly is to my delicate feelings most hard
To suffer so oft such racking pains in my gizzard;
But I strongly suspect it all proceeds from the cramp,
For I remember being out the other day in the danmp"

































DEATH OF RICH MRS, DUCK,
The Doctor looked wisely-then shook his learned head,
And, taking her cold flabby paw in his own, he thus said,
" Permit me, dear Madam, your tongue now to see;"
Then feeling her pulse, "I'm thinking," said he,
" Your disorder arises from over-eating and drinking,
And your pulse is so low, without care you'll be sinking!"
































THE FUNERAL PROCESSION.


Quoth the lady, incensed at so rude a remark,
"I'm sure, Dr. Drake, you're treating my case quite in the
From anything that I eat it cannot possibly be, [dark',
For I am careful, indeed, to an extraordinary degree!"
The fat lady's alarm as thus she replied,
Was as much for her stomach as also her pride,
































BURIAL OF MRS. DUCK,
But the Doctor at once, without more ado,
Commenced blistering and bleeding, with an emetic or two;
And, just as he thought his patient looked better,
She gave a roll of the eyes and a terrible flutter-
Then fell on her back, and then on her side,
Gave an awful loud quack-a struggle-and died.

































THE MORAL PRESENTED TO YOUNG DUCKLINGS.
Her friends all assembled near a neighboring swamp,
And buried the rich lady with much funeral pomp;
On her tombstone, I'm told, this inscription they placed on,
"Here lies Mrs. Duck, the nasty old glutton;"
And old Ducks oft bring here their young Ducklings to see
The disgrace and sad end of filthy gluttony.




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