Understand?"
"I believe I do," returned the horse.
"Very good. We are all going on a journey to the Emerald City, to see His
Majesty, the Scarecrow; and Jack Pumpkinhead is going to ride on your back,
so he won't wear out his joints."
"I don't mind," said the Saw-Horse. "Anything that suits you suits me."
Then Tip assisted Jack to get upon the horse.
"Hold on tight," he cautioned, "or you may fall off and crack your pumpkin
head."
"That would be horrible!" said Jack, with a shudder. "What shall I hold on
to?"
"Why, hold on to his ears," replied Tip, after a moment's hesitation.
"Don't do that!" remonstrated the Saw-Horse; "for then I can't hear."
That seemed reasonable, so Tip tried to think of something else.
"I'll fix it!" said he, at length. He went into the wood and cut a short
length of limb from a young, stout tree. One end of this he sharpened to a
point, and then he dug a hole in the back of
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the Saw-Horse, just behind its head. Next he brought a piece of rock from
the road and hammered the post firmly into the animal's back.
"Stop! Stop!" shouted the horse; "you're jarring me terribly.
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