All the rest had disappeared utter; we never seen 'em again.

I reckon they just naturally run themselves into a sunstroke and died on the road.
It takes a long time to learn a chicken a thing, but a heap longer to unlearn him.

After that two or three of these yere automobeels went by every day, all a-blowin' of their horns, all kickin' up a hell of a dust.

And every time them fourteen Honk-honks of mine took along after 'em, just as I'd taught 'em to do, layin' to get to their corn when they caught up.

No more of 'em died, but that fourteen did get into elegant trainin'.