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Updated: May 31, 2025
"I'm afraid that the Stinkfoots are beyond reasoning," sighed President Schnozzle. "The only recourse we have is to fight fire with fire." Ozma could see that the Sniffer President was not going to deviate from his present frame of mind without a struggle. "I do understand your position and I sympathize with your feelings," she said.
Once they have pushed the Sniffers into either isolation or extinction, they may continue to outgrow the territory they occupy and move into other regions where they will do even more damage." "They have to be stopped at any cost," said the Sniffer man. "No," said Ozma. "Not at any cost. Even though they are doing bad, they are still counted among my subjects.
"Hand it over," Trigger said resignedly. "I did see quite a few pouches on the ship. Might as well get people used to thinking I've turned into a porgee sniffer." Holati went back to the desk safe and took out a flat pouch, the length of his hand but narrower. He gave it to her. It appeared to be worked of gold thread; one side was studded with tiny pearls, the opposite surface was plain.
Also, they would no longer need to be living in an area that would help the stinkweeds grow." "You heard the letter," answered Lisa. "They won't agree to that. They like the smell that they get from the weeds, and they believe it will prevent anyone attacking them. They would never go along with that plan." "We're almost there" sighed the Sniffer citizen. "But we are no closer to an agreement.
"I think we are about to get stuck in the middle of another time-consuming battle like the Stinkfoot and Sniffer war! This will not be a good thing for any of the Lunechien Forest denizens. Why, for all we know, that Forest Monster may already have destroyed all of our friends and neighbors back home!" "There is no war here," said Dianna matter-of-factly.
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.
Weeks along" he picked up the shabby bowler that had dropped upon the Turkey carpet "for weeks along I've been tryin' to find out what was the matter wi' me! Now I knows! I've bin 'omesick fair old 'omesick for a sniffer of the very plyce I was 'oppin' with 'appiness to git away out of four months back. Good old Gueldersdorp!" He winked the wet out of his eyes and pointed to Mrs.
What can we do?" "I intend to speak with your President," replied Ozma. "And I will also meet with the Stinkfoot President." Ozma and the Lunechien party of five was greeted at the border of the Sniffer Nation by President Humongous Schnozzle himself. Indeed, he must have had the largest nose that Ozma had ever seen. It was longer than that of Elephant! "Probisquous!" he said joyfully.
Around and behind swarmed the rest of the Poteet seven, the Ruckers and the Nickols, with Mrs. Sniffer and the five little dogs bringing up the rear. "Well, well, and what have we here?" exclaimed the great man as he descended and stood in front of the lined-up cohorts. "It's the Poteet baby," answered the General with precision. "We bringed him to show you.
They have caused great distress among our border residents by not only building new residential dwellings right smack up against the border, but have blatantly crossed the border in ever increasing numbers and brazenly thumbed their ridiculously small noses at Sniffer citizens who were unfortunate enough to cross their paths.
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