When him yerry, him 'tand up same place an' trimble, say:—"My goodness King! a whé me a go do? Make me gallop so I knock off all me hoof self upon the hard hard dirty because I must beat the race."
An' he gallop so fast than he ever do before, until when he get to the fifth mile-post he was really tired an' out of breath.
But he just have enough to bawl:—
Ha! Ha! Ha! me more than Toad.
When he hear:—
Jinkororo, Jinkokkokkok.