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Meantime Jack was holding fast to the post and the Saw Horse was tearing along the road like a racer. Neither of them knew Tip was left behind, for the Pumpkinhead did not look around and the Saw Horse couldn't. MEANTIME JACK WAS HOLDING FAST TO THE POST AND THE SAW HORSE WAS TEARING ALONG THE ROAD LIKE A RACER NEITHER OF THEM KNEW TIP WAS LEFT BEHIND FOR THE PUMPKINHEAD DID NOT LOOK AROUND AND THE SAW HORSE COULDN'T
he began rocking along the road at a tremendous pace, and Tip had hard work—running faster than he ever had before in his life—to keep his feet. Soon he was out of breath, and although he wanted to call “Whoa!” to the horse, he found he could not get the word out of his throat. Then the end of the tail he was clutching, being nothing more than a dead branch, suddenly broke away, and the next minute the boy was rolling in the dust of the road, while the horse and its pumpkin-headed rider dashed on and quickly disappeared in the distance. By the time Tip had picked himself up and cleared the dust from his throat so he could say “Whoa!” there was no further need of saying it, for the horse was long since out of sight. So he did the only sensible thing he could do. He sat down and took a good rest, and afterward began walking along the road. “Some time I will surely overtake them,” he reflected; “for the road will end at the gates of the Emerald City, and they can go no further than that.” COMMAND TO GO AS FAST AS HE COULD SO HE BEGAN ROCKING ALONG THE ROAD AT A TREMENDOUS PACE AND TIP HAD HARD WORK RUNNING FASTER THAN HE EVER HAD BEFORE IN HIS LIFE TO KEEP HIS FEET SOON HE WAS OUT OF BREATH AND ALTHOUGH HE WANTED TO CALL WOA TO THE HORSE HE FOUND HE COULD NOT GET THE WORD OUT OF HIS THROAT THEN THE END OF THE TAILOR WAS CLUTCHING BEING NOTHING MORE THAN A DEAD BRANCH SUDDENLY BROKE AND THE NEXT MINUTE THE BOY WAS ROLLING IN THE DUST OF THE ROAD WHILE THE HORSE AND ITS PUMPKIN HEADED RIDER DASHED ON AND QUICKLY DISAPPEARED IN THE DISTANCE BY THE TIME TIP HAD PICKED HIMSELF UP AND CLEARED THE DUST FROM HIS THROAT SO HE COULD SAY WOE THERE WAS NO FURTHER NEED OF SAYING IT FOR THE HORSE WAS LONG SINCE OUT OF SIGHT SO HE DID THE ONLY SENSIBLE THING HE COULD DO HE SAT DOWN AND TOOK A GOOD REST AND AFTERWARD BEGAN WALKING ALONG THE ROAD SOME TIME I WILL SURELY OVERTAKE THEM HE REFLECTED FOR THE ROAD WILL END AT THE GATES OF THE EMERALD CITY AND THEY CAN GO NO FURTHER THAN THAT
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