He is nothing but a very soft-natured Stupe.
"Springhaven A Tale of the Great War"
R. D. Blackmore
So I took little Ruth, and I spun her around, as the sound of the music came lively and ringing; and after us came all the rest with much laughter, begging me not to jump over her; and anon my grave partner began to smile sweetly, and look up at me with the brightest of eyes, and drop me the prettiest curtseys; till I thought what a great Stupe I must have been to dream of putting her in the cheese-rack.
"Lorna Doone, A Romance of Exmoor"
R. D. Blackmore
The old Stupe is still alive at Petersfield, and as pompous-headed as ever.
"Erema My Father's Sin"
R. D. Blackmore