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Title: Andiron tales
Year: 1906 (1900s)
Authors: Bangs, John Kendrick, 1862-1922
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Publisher: Philadelphia : Winston
Contributing Library: New York Public Library
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the Hippopotamus. Bosh! The idea of a seven-pound monkey yanking a three-ton Hippopotamus! What ? roared the man in charge. A what how much which ? Three-ton, said the Old Gentleman from Saturn. Thatswhat he weighs. I know because he stepped on my toe getting offthe Trolley. But its against the law! cried the Man in Charge. Werenot allowed to carry more than 1,000 pounds on these Machines. Humph! laughed the Kangaroo. Its very evident, Hippy,that youll have to go way back and lose some weight. I cant help weighing three tons, said the Hippopotamus. Im built that way. Thats all right, said the Man in Charge, wringing his handsin despair; but youll have to get off. If you dont well go overthe edge. His voice rose to a shriek. Toms heart sank and he half rose up. Sit still, said the two Andirons, grabbing him by the arms.Were in for it. Weve got to take what comes. Right you are, said the Bellows. Dont you bother, TomWell come out all right in the end. On the Oscycle—A Narrow Escape 83
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my own private iceberg. But whats the trouble, Mr. Man? asked the Poker. Whatsthe Hippos weight got to do with our going over the edge? 84 Andiron Tales Why, cant you see? explained the Man in Charge. His6,000 pounds pushing the machine along from behind there gives usjust so much extra speed, and all the brakes in the world wont stopus now weve got going unless he gets off. The announcement caused an immediate panic, and the PolarBear began to cry like a baby. Oh, why did I ever come? he moaned as the tears trickleddown his nose and froze into a great icicle at the end of it. WhenI might have stayed home riding around on my own private iceberg? Stop your whimpering, said the Kangaroo. Brace up and bea man. I dont want to be a man, blubbered the bear. Im satis-fied to be a poor, miserable little Polar Bear. Youve got to jump, Hippy, said the Flamingo. Thatsall there is about it. Sir, replied the Hippopotamus solemnly, I shall not jumpIt would ill comport with my dignity for me to try

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