Quockerwodger

Just hand the old quockerwodger over to me! I'll cut him in half and each part will dance on the rope just as comically as you please!

"I have a word for writers of his stripe," Mrs. Hale continued. […] "Quockerwodgers, I call them. Quockerwodgers are puppets. Always squawking. 'Look at me!' But they never do anything very remarkable or different."

[Charles] Lee was a scarecrow, cantankerous, acidulous, arrogant, breathlessly ugly, as jerky as a quockerwodger, but he knew more about the art of war, as it was breathlessly called, than anybody else in America […]

Pierre Soulé was a distinguished and effervescent resident of New Orleans. He was a jumping-jack of a man, a man who leapt into action like a quockerwodger when you jerk the string.

I felt a grip like iron. A strength beyond all reckoning lifted me and flung me like a child's quockerwodger toy soldier, wooden limbs flailing herk-a-jerk.

Did I predicate that Royalty in this as well as in all other unenlightened parts of the superficial universe, was a Quockerwodger?

[E]very one to some extent must be a garden Quockerwodger, ready to take hints, for every member of our Fraternity is never too big to learn from the humblest brother or sister.

Nearly all of these people were sincere in their conviction that Prof. [Felix] Frankfurter’s […] general lack of harmony with the American form of government made him quite unfit to sit himself down at the Supreme Court bench. They felt that the fellow was a quockerwodger rather than a politician, an againster rather than a true American, an oppositionist in fundamental things rather than a sincere patriot.