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Updated: June 20, 2025
Dorothy kissed Ozma good-bye, and all the people standing around waved their handkerchiefs, and the band in an upper balcony struck up a military march. Then the Wizard clucked to the Sawhorse and said: "Gid-dap!" and the wooden animal pranced away and drew behind him the big red wagon and all the passengers, without any effort at all.
Blue water heaved eternally all round that craggy island, clucked and jabbered in long corridors of faulted stone, while in its lacy edge winked and sparkled new shells of peacock blue, coming from the infinite treasury of the sea to join those already on deposit here. What, then, was he about? He loved her. What was love?
"Thu-thu!" clucked Mr. Latz for want of a fitting retort. "Heigh-ho! I always say we have so little in common, me and Mrs. Gronauer, she revokes so in bridge, and I think it's terrible for a grandmother to blondine so red, but we've both been widows for almost eight years. Eight years," repeated Mrs. Samstag on a small, scented sigh.
As the wheels and the two old gentlemen rumbled and the Bird's family clucked and crooned, with only an occasional irritated squawk, I, for the first time since the landslide of our fortune, began to take real thought of the morrow.
"He's a friend of yours, and you recommend him high enough, but we hain't been introduced, and to take any step beforehand on my side would be unbecoming of a lady, and that's what I am." "Yes of course, and you know best," said Henley, as he clucked to his horse, "but Long will be powerfully disappointed. He's got sort of keyed up over this thing, and it has gone and unsettled him.
The man clucked into his beard and began to fidget in the saddle. King gave him another view of the bracelet, and again he found a civil answer. "We of the Rifles have her leave to be loyal to the salt, for, said she, otherwise how could we be true men; and she loves no liars.
"How fur ye goin'?" he asked, as he clucked to his horses and started off. "Do you go by the Ericson place?" "Which Ericson?" The old man drew in his reins as if he expected to stop again. "Preacher Ericson's." "Oh, the Old Lady Ericson's!" He turned and looked at Nils. "La, me! If you're goin' out there you might a' rid out in the automobile. That's a pity, now.
Slavin, edging his team cautiously forward, and taking the strain to avoid a violent jerk, clucked to them. With a scramble, and a steady heave of their powerful hind-quarters, they started. With bated breath the watchers gazed at the rope creeping foot by foot out of the discoloured water. "Keep a-going!" Yorke shouted to Slavin. "It's coming up, all right!" It came.
The place was quite still under the blazing morning sun; a collar-chain rattled inside the barn where a few horses stood impatiently swishing off the attacks of troublesome flies with their long tails; a hen, somewhere nearby, clucked to her brood of wandering chicks; an occasional grunt, and curious snuffing, came from the regions of the dilapidated hog pen.
Still further to the rear was Sid Todd, now urging his horse forward, that he might see the finish of the contest. "Now, then, my little beauty, go!" cried Dave to his horse, and he clucked several times to Hero, and dug his heels into the steed's ribs. He had not miscalculated, and Hero responded instantly.
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