The backboard was up and he couldn't see inside at all, but he saw the wheels that the poles had come on, and he thought he would try to shin up on them and look in.
So he put his arms around the axle and tried to get one leg over; but as soon as he took his foot off the ground, the wheels began to go. He put his foot down again and made the wheels go faster, hanging on to the axle with his arms and paddling on the ground with his feet, for the ground sloped a little.
And when the wheels had rolled gently down to the lowest part of the road, they stopped and David couldn't make them go any more, even when he pushed as hard as he could.
But the men had got through setting the pole, and they were going over to the wagon when David rolled down the road and couldn't get back.
And they all went where he was, and one of them pushed on the axle, and David pushed, and the wheels rolled back again to the wagon.
THE WHEELS BEGAN TO GO
And the men let down the backboard, and they put in all their things: all their poles and the bars and the shovel.
Then they took out a big coil of something that looked like rubber tubing which was wound on a great wooden spool.