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I will be the bravest arachnid on the face of the earth! And next, my little chickadee, I plan to capture some little beasts that are called Hootsey and ... Lisa, is it? Owls, I think. They are known for their wisdom and kindness to their fellow Ozites. I care nothing for their kindness, of course. My power comes from the negative uses of the senses.
Ozma pocketed the little bottle and thanked the Sniffer and Stinkfoot Presidents. Then Ozma and the party of five was on its way to the land of the Saber-Toothed Light Bulbs. "How far is it from here?" asked Elephant, who was still carrying the others on his broad back. "Well," said Hootsey, "it isn't exactly close.
"That's awful!" said Lisa. "Parents do have a certain responsibility toward any children that they brought into the world! He was a skinflint and a creep!" "Yes," agreed Rube. "His actions that day were like those of a regular skunk!" "I've known some very nice skunks in my day," said Hootsey.
The point is that Hootsey and Lisa were in as much danger as anyone and were very anxious to help in any way they could. "If I might make a suggestion?" said Hootsey. "I recently came upon some unusual creatures that could very well be a match for the monster." Of course, everyone was all ears, and fell silent as Hootsey began to talk.
Oh, we have our differences of opinion. No question about it. But we seem to resolve them without too much upheaval. Well, most of the time. Anyway, the point is " At that, Tweaty interrupted. "I can see immediately that you have never been to Chilepepperland." "And where, pray tell, is Chilepepperland?" enquired Hootsey with a hint of cynicism. "And why have I never heard of it?"
"'We'll pitch you?" echoed Hootsey. "What a mean thing for him to say! Imagine, just pitching you out after all your effort to get there!" "No, no," explained the shadow. "He meant that he wanted me to pitch the next day. But I was all tuckered out and hardly ready to do that. I really wanted to have a bath and get some sleep. "'Tomorrow or never, Young Fellow, he says to me.
An' I suppose it's natural, considerin' ye're little more than a child, an' I'm a'most old enough to be yer father, he retorted, with blunt bitterness. 'But ye know yer mother's took that dislike t' me. She'd never abide the sight o' me at Hootsey. He remained silent a moment, moodily reflecting. 'She'd jest ha't' git ower it. I see nought in that objection, he declared. 'Nay, Mr.
As they returned to join the group, Hootsey was clearing his throat and proceeded to speak with pure wisdom dripping from every word. "I have been thinking..." Before he could continue, Lisa interrupted him. "I can see that you've been thinking because smoke is coming out of your ears." Of course she had a twinkle in her eyes when she said this, but Hootsey did not see the humor of it.
Anthony had never seen his father, who had died one night, upon the fell-top, he and his shepherd, engulfed in the great snowstorm of 1849. Folks had said that he was the only Garstin who had failed to make old man's bones. After his death, Jake Atkinson, from Ribblehead in Yorkshire, had come to live at Hootsey.
Hootsey and Lisa were naturally quite concerned for their own welfare. They did not want their wisdom sucked out of them by a giant spider with vampire-like tendencies. One has to live a long time and learn by trial and error before one can truly be considered wise. Of course, some people never learn. They make the same mistakes over and over. However, that is neither here nor there.
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