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Title: The Glugs of Gosh
Author: C. J. Dennis
Release Date: July 27, 2005 [EBook #16362]
Language: English
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THE GUGS OF GOSH
BY
C J DENNIS
With Illustrations by Hal Gye
FIRST PUBLISHED 1917
TO MY WIFE
CONTENTS
I. THE GLUG QUEST
II. JOI, THE GLUG
III. THE STONES OF GOSH
IV. SYM, THE SON OF JOI
V. THE GROWTH OF SYM
VI. THE END OF JOI
VII. THE SWANKS OF GOSH
VIII. THE SEER
IX. THE RHYMES OF SYM
X. THE DEBATE
XI. OGS
XII. EMILY ANN
XIII. THE LITTLE RED DOG
LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS
THE CITY OF GOSH
AS GLUG BLAMED GLUG
"AND NOW," SAID THE TEACHER . . .
O'ER THE PROPHECY PORED
QUOG TOOK THE CHAIR
ON THE ROYAL DOOR-MAT
TAKING THE AIR
Let him who is minded to meet with a Glug
Pluck three hardy hairs from a rabbit-skin rug;
Blow one to the South, and one to the West,
Then burn another and swallow the rest.
And who shall explain 'tis the talk of a fool,
He's a Glug! He's a Glug of the old Gosh school!
And he'll climb a tree, if the East wind blows,
In a casual way, just to show he knows . . .
Now, tickle his toes!
Oh, tickle his toes!
And don't blame me if you come to blows.
--OLD GOSH RHYME
I. THE GLUG QUEST
Follow the river and cross the ford,
Follow again to the wobbly bridge,
Turn to the left at the notice board,
Climbing the cow-track over the ridge;
Tip-toe soft by the little red house,
Hold your breath if they touch the latch,
Creep to the slip-rails, still as a mouse,
Then . . . run like mad for the bracken patch.
Worm your way where the fern fronds tall
Fashion a lace-work over your head,
Hemming you in with a high, green wall;
Then, when the thrush calls once, stop dead.
Ask of the old grey wallaby there--
Him prick-eared by the woollybutt tree--
How to encounter a Glug, and where
The country of Gosh, famed Gosh may be.
But, if he is scornful, if he is dumb,
Hush! There's another way left. Then come.
On a white, still night, where the dea
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