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"I propose we turn back," said the Wooden Sawhorse, with a yawn of his chopped-out mouth, as he stared with his knot eyes at the Merry-Go-Round Mountains. "I agree with you," said the Woozy, wagging his square head. "We should have taken the shepherd's advice," added Hank the Mule.
She and Hans had on their best clothes, and all the village was prepared for a holiday. Flags were flying, fiddlers were playing gay tunes on their fiddles, and the drummer boy kept time on his drum and made a great noise. In the middle of the village square was a merry-go-round, which Hans and the other children liked best of all.
"I propose we turn back," said the Wooden Sawhorse with a yawn of his chopped-out mouth as he stared with his knot eyes at the Merry-Go-Round Mountains. "I agree with you," said the Woozy, wagging his square head. "We should have taken the shepherd's advice," added Hank the Mule.
"Just look me over," he said. "I ain't done anything to you that you want to take my life, have I? I know the kind of merry-go-round that goes on in there, and I'm not having any." I suppose it was his opposition which made me stick to the project, for I could not genuinely have cared very much, and there was nothing to be gained by dragging Barber to a concert against his will.
Snubby Nose and Tippy Toes helped and Bunny and Susan helped too. Grandpa Grumbles cried, "One for the money, ten for the show, Put up the tent, and away we go." He forgot to grumble. He had never been so happy before in all big life. It took the Circus Cotton-Tails and Bunny and Susan just exactly one hour and sixteen minutes to put up the merry-go-round, and Grandpa Grumbles bossed the job.
Every small pink face with one exception was painstaking and set for duty. It was a conscientious little merry-go-round. "One-two-three; one-two-three glide! One-two-three; one-two-three glide! One-two-th Ha! Mister Penrod Schofield, you lose the step. Your left foot! No, no! This is the left! See like me! Now again! One-two-three; one-two-three glide! Better! Much better! Again!
After this occurrence the Jolly Pioneer and the Merry-go-Round were each fastened to a sapling, that grew near the water's edge, by chain and padlock, which rendered them secure from interference. And what merry times our friends had with them upon the creek that summer!
"It's getting foggy, and it's going to rain hard soon." As Bert, Nan, and Harry were getting in Mr. Blackford's automobile to go to Meadow Brook Farm, Bob Guess came hurrying up through the rain. The merry-go-round, as well as other amusements at the fair, had shut down on account of the storm. "Where's your father?" asked Bob of Bert. "I've something to tell him. Where is he?"
"You won't die if they do," said the mother. "Besides, it's only half-past twelve, so you've a full hour." The lad began hastily to lay the table, and directly the three sat down. They were eating batter-pudding and jam, when the boy jumped off his chair and stood perfectly stiff. Some distance away could be heard the first small braying of a merry-go-round, and the tooting of a horn.
But when he saw Nan a smile came over his rather sad face. "Oh, hello!" he said. "How did you get here?" "We came just now in my father's auto. Do you run the merry-go-round?" "I help when Mr. Blipper isn't here. I take up the tickets after she starts. Have you got your tickets?" "Yes, daddy bought them. My little brother and sister want to ride on lions."
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