"Did you ever stop to think that all the words in the dictionary stretched end to end would reach--" But at that minute I catched sight of somethin' brass lyin' in the road.

It proved to be a curled-up sort of horn with a rubber bulb on the end.

I squoze the bulb and jumped twenty foot over the remark she made.
"Jarred off the machine," says Tusky.
"Oh, did it ?" says I, my nerves still wrong.

"I thought maybe it had growed up from the soil like a toadstool." About this time we abolished the wire chicken corrals, because we needed some of the wire.

Them long-laigs thereupon scattered all over the flat searchin' out their prey.