[ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
.processtext.com/abcpalm.htmlwere invited and he had a brief reunion with the boy who had traveled over Ozand E-v with him.At the suggestion of Tompy's dad the whole story had notbeen told, merely the fact that Tompy had been carried off by a hurricane andhad come down upon Yankee and his wrecked capsule in a northern Jersey lake,and how the two had found their way back to Pennwood together.Tompy'sdescription of the lake was so vague that after combing northern New Jersey byhelicopter the search for the wrecked capsule had finally been abandoned.Ifany of the Navy or space men were to read this story, they will know why andwhat really did happen.After the medal presentation, Tompy's father had along talk with the Naval Officer in charge.Though sympathetic with Tompy'sdesire to keep the famous space dog, he felt that Yankee's place was stillwith the space program.Just as he was on the point of a complete refusal,Tompy bethought himself of the Red Jinn's jug, which he luckily had tuckedinto the pocket of his sport coat.Without taking the jug out he quietlyremoved the stopper.The same instant, the Commander, who had been lookingvery commanderish, indeed, broke into an affable grin.Placing a hand onTompy's shoulder and glancing indulgently down at Yankee whom a young officerhad on a leash, he spoke his final words on the subject."I really see noreason why this dog should not be presented to your son who found and broughthim back.Yankee has served his country well and deserves a discharge.I willhave the papers drawn up at once and the dog will be released to you in duecourse." "Due course" turned out to be one short week.Picked up at theairport by Tompy's father, Yankee arrived just as Tompy got home from schoolone bright fall afternoon.And what a wild and hilarious reunion that was! Andhow it would have pleased Jinnicky, whose magic jug really brought it about.Casting aside his Air Force dignity, Yankee raced from the top to the bottomof the house, licked his new family on chins, ears, and noses and then racedback upstairs and bounded up on Tompy's bed."Like old times!" he panted asTompy fell on the bed beside him."Yankee--you're talking! YOU'RE TALKING!"gasped Tompy rolling over."And will talk every afternoon from five to six,but only to you!" whispered the terrier in a lower voice."Thanks to oldJuggins!" "So, that's what he told you just before we left?" exulted Tompy."Man, oh man--it's wonderful!" "You betcha," agreed Yankee."But remember,no one is to know.Come on, boy, let's go down to the end of the garden wherewe can talk in peace and catch up on all the news." And that is the way itwas and is.After school each afternoon the boy and dog retire to a secludedspot and have a merry old Oz time biz baz.During the day, Yankee keeps Mrs.Terry company or hies off on various adventures with the neighborhood dogs andyou can guess who is boss? On band practice hours, Yankee is right up therewith the band and, on marches, steps smartly ahead.He is also on hand for allbaseball and football games and practice and is better than a dozen cheerleaders when it comes to sparking up the team."You talk to that dog as ifhe were a person," scoffed Fats Waller, the left tackle on the football squadwhen Tompy began explaining the next quarter's strategy to Yankee."He is aperson!" stated Tompy, drawing himself up to his full height.One day,coming home from a shopping trip with his mother, Tompy spied Yankee in aneighbor's side yard.The bull terrier was sitting in the center of a raptlyattentive circle of canines--setters, collies, dachshunds, boxers, dogs ofevery breed and kind--all the ears up and tongues lolling.At last Yankee hadfound somebody, a lot of somebodies to listen to the whole and complete storyof their adventures in the marvelous lands of Oz and Ev.Tiptoeing off withoutdisturbing him, Tompy, grinning from ear to ear, sat down to practice on hisdrums.That night as the two were ready for bed, Tompy took out the mostcherished of his afternoon purchases."I've bought us an Oz book," heconfided."One I never have read.Oh, you'll like this one, Yank Dank.It'scalled The Purple Prince and is all about Jinnicky and his adventures withRandy and the Elegant Elephant, Kabumpo." Yankee, already in a half doze onhis side of the bed, sprang up, his tail and ears pointed straight upward."We'll read a chapter every night," went on Tompy, "starting right now."Slipping under the covers, tilting the bed lamp at the proper angle, and withPage 52ABC Amber Palm Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abcpalm.htmlYankee snuggled close beside him, Tompy began reading the story of the RedJinn's travels and the way he and another boy about Tompy's age with the helpof old Kabumpo saved the Royal Family of Pumperdink [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]