There was once a big wax candle who had the highest opinion of his merits. I, he said, am made of the purest wax, cast in the best mold. I burn more brilliantly than any other candle, and I outlast them all. I belong in the high chandelier or the silver candlestick. What a delightful life you must lead, the tallow candle admitted. I am only tallow. Just a tallow dip. But it's a comfort to think how much better off I am than the taper. He's only dipped twice, while I am ...
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