"Mother," asked a little girl, while listening to the reading of Uncle Tom's Cabin, "why don't the book never mention Topsy's last name? I have tried to hear it whenever it spoke of her, but it has not once spoke." "Why, she had no other name, child." "Yes she had, mother, and I know it." "What was it?" "Why, Turvey—Topsy Turvey." "You had better go to bed, my dear," said the mother.