He was inclined to topple over, and had to be propped again and again.

The girls assisted Shaggy, and at last Tik-Tok seemed to be balanced and stood alone upon his broad feet.
"Yes," said Shaggy, looking at the copper man carefully, "this must be, indeed, my old friend Tik-Tok, whom I left ticking merrily in the Land of Oz.

But how he came to this lonely place, and got into that old well, is surely a mystery." "If we wind him, perhaps he will tell us," suggested Betsy.

"Here's the key, hanging to a hook on his back.

What part of him shall I wind up first ?" "His thoughts, of course," said Polychrome, "for it requires thought to speak or move intelligently." So Betsy wound him under his left arm, and at once little flashes of light began to show in the top of his head, which was proof that he had begun to think.
"Now, then," said Shaggy, "wind up his phonograph." "What's that ?" she asked.
"Why, his talking-machine.