baldhead

Fifty yellin' lunatics was on hand to give it to us; the other two hundred was joyfully mutilatin' the baldhead.

Over will go the basket, and down will come the pretty feathers over Baldhead.

We must be careful, though, and not let old Baldhead and the others know anything about it.

A baldhead whose dome glinted bright gold in the dusk knotted his hands together in an anguish of indecision.

May he be even as the wicked children who cried to the prophet, 'Go up, thou baldhead!'