"We shall have to whip him," said Elizabeth Eliza.
Now Mrs. Peterkin never liked to use the whip; but, as the horse
would not go, she said she would get out and turn her head the
other way, while Elizabeth Eliza whipped the horse, and when he
began to go she would hurry and get in.
So they tried this, but the horse would not stir.
"Perhaps we have too heavy a load," said Mrs. Peterkin, as she got
in.
So they took out the currants and the gooseberries and the flowers,
but still the horse would not go.
One of the neighbors, from the opposite house, looking out just
then, called out to them to try the whip. There was a high wind,
and they could not hear exactly what she said.
"I have tried the whip," said Elizabeth Eliza.
"She says 'whips,' such as you eat," said one of the little boys.
"We might make those," said Mrs. Peterkin, thoughtfully.
"We have got plenty of cream," said Elizabeth Eliza.
"Yes, let us have some whips," cried the little boys, getting out.
And the opposite neighbor cried out something about whips; and
the wind was very high.
So they went into the kitchen, and whipped up the cream, and
made some very delicious whips; and the little boys tasted all
round, and they all thought they were very nice.
They carried some out to the horse, who swallowed it down very
quickly.
"That is just what he wanted," said Mrs. Peterkin; "now he will
certainly go!"
So they all got into the carriage again, and put in the currants and
the gooseberries and the flowers; and Elizabeth Eliza shook the
reins, and they all clucked; but still the horse would not go!
"We must either give up our ride," said Mrs.
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