That donkey seemed to be about the most phlegmatic animal that they had ever met with. Bart was in despair. He looked over the field to see if there was a stick lying about anywhere. He asked the boys if they could see one. He now sat still, for a short time, on the donkey’s back, waiting till he should find a stick.
While he was seated thus the donkey slowly lifted his head.
He had finished that thistle, and felt refreshed.
Slowly he elevated his head; slowly he threw back his ears; slowly also he elevated his tail; until at last his nose was directed towards a point about twelve degrees above the northern horizon, and his tail to another point about eleven degrees above the southern.
Then he spread all his legs apart.
Then he opened his mouth.
Then:—
Hee haw! Hee Haw!! Hee Haw!!!
Haw haw 1 Hawwwww! Heee!
Hee haw! Heee! Haaaaw!