twisted all the rails and the ties and the spikes back into a zigzag like the letter Z and the letter Z at the end of the alphabet. 69 “After that the zizzies went to breakfast. And they said to themselves and to each other, the same as the shovelmen, the smooth engineers and the steam hoist and operating engineers, ‘This is it—we done it.’” “So that is the how of the which—it was the zizzies,” said Gimme the Ax. “Yes, it was the zizzies,” said the Potato Face Blind Man. “That is the story told to me.” “Who told it to you?” “Two little zizzies. They came to me one cold winter night and slept in my accordion where the music keeps it warm in winter. In the morning I said, ‘Good morning, zizzies, did you have a good sleep last night and pleasant 70 dreams?’ And after they had breakfast they told me the story. Both told it zigzag but it was the same kind of zigzag each had together.” 70 71 3. Three Stories About the Gold Buckskin Whincher People: Blixie Bimber Peter Potato Blossom Wishes Jimmie the Flea Silas Baxby Fritz Axenbax James Sixbixdix Jason Squiff, the Cistern Cleaner