The guests arrived at the prescheduled time for the buggy ride.
Why don't we take the buggy out for a ride tomorrow?
The one you've been putting off since we got married — the horse ranch — the stable and buggy rides.
Maybe we'll just take a buggy ride tomorrow instead.
She discovered a hole in her boot the other morning, and, after breakfast, she went to her father and spelled, "Helen new boot Simpson (her brother) buggy store man."
Bordeaux jerked the buggy to a halt.
As she peered through the soft gray light not a house of any sort was visible near the station, nor was any person in sight; but after a while the child discovered a horse and buggy standing near a group of trees a short distance away.
The buggy seemed almost new, for it had a shiny top and side curtains.
Then he got into the buggy again and took the reins, and the horse at once backed away from the tree, turned slowly around, and began to trot down the sandy road which was just visible in the dim light.
These they could not see, but they could feel them pelting the buggy top, and Jim screamed almost like a human being when a stone overtook him and struck his boney body.
Cassie clung to the seat to keep from falling out of the lurching buggy as Bordeaux took them out of town at a run.
The buggy bounced over a rock and she clutched his arm to keep from falling off.
She released his arm only to grab it again as one of the buggy wheels dropped into a pothole.
He could put her in the buggy and he could forcefully take her to the ranch, but he couldn't make her look at her father or talk to him.
You didn't drive this buggy all the way out to Colorado, did you?
Destiny wore herself out and fell asleep in the buggy on the way back.
She grabbed more hay and stepped around the buggy Alex was restoring for her - a surrey with a fringe on top? exactly like she had always wanted.
A blacksmith in Gravette was making the wheels, but the rest of the buggy was complete, right down to the leather seats.
Alex backed Ed between the tugs of the buggy and hitched him up.
"When are you going to start your business," Alex asked as he maneuvered the buggy around the house.
He brought the buggy to a halt and took her hand in his.
Immediately after breakfast he took them all out for a buggy ride.
It would be the first time they took a buggy ride that Ed wasn't pulling the buggy.
Jumping out of the buggy he put Dorothy's suit-case under the seat and her bird-cage on the floor in front.
With a wild neigh of terror the animal fell bodily into the pit, drawing the buggy and its occupants after him.
He stopped the buggy in front of the house and got out.
I'm not going to ride in some old buggy and make a fool of myself!
Alex didn't have to go to the clinic, but he wanted to complete some paperwork at home so he declined the buggy ride.
It would have been a first anyway, because the buggy had been altered so two horses could pull it.
He slapped the reins on Ed's back and the buggy rolled out of the barn.
The horses are hitched to the buggy and waiting outside.
As she paused at the buggy, from the corner of her eye she saw Rob approaching her.
He turned to assist Felipa into the buggy and then stepped away, watching as the men boarded.
Of course the buggy ride would remind Alex of Ed, but there was more.
Dorothy grabbed fast hold of the buggy top and the boy did the same.
The top of the buggy caught the air like a parachute or an umbrella filled with wind, and held them back so that they floated downward with a gentle motion that was not so very disagreeable to bear.
With this thought in mind the girl took heart and leaned her head over the side of the buggy to see where the strange light was coming from.
Just then the buggy tipped slowly over upon its side, the body of the horse tipping also.
At this they both put their heads over the side of the buggy and looked down.
In this quake a big crack opened and we fell through--horse and buggy, and all--and the stones got loose and came down with us.
As the horse ambled along, drawing the buggy, the people of the glass city made way for them and formed a procession in their rear.
Dorothy and Zeb jumped out of the buggy and ran after them, but the Sorcerer remained calmly in his throne.
Dorothy and Zeb now got out of the buggy and walked beside the Prince, so that they might see and examine the flowers and plants better.
Then she happened to remember that in a corner of her suit-case were one or two crackers that were left over from her luncheon on the train, and she went to the buggy and brought them.
They agreed to this plan, and when they reached the great square Jim drew the buggy into the big door of the domed hall.
With some difficulty and danger Jim drew the buggy over the loose rocks until he reached the green lawns below, where the paths and orchards and gardens began.
"Isn't it fine?" cried Dorothy, in a joyous voice, as she sprang out of the buggy and let Eureka run frolicking over the velvety grass.
"He draws the buggy you see fastened to him, and we ride in the buggy instead of walking," she explained.
Dorothy climbed into the buggy, although Jim had been unharnessed from it and was grazing some distance away.
Dorothy and the buggy had floated slowly down stream with the current of the water, and the others made haste to join her.
Zeb hitched Jim to the buggy again, and the horse trotted along and drew them rapidly over the smooth water.
All three got into the buggy and Zeb picked up the reins, though Jim needed no guidance of any sort.
So they began to ascend the stairs, Dorothy and the Wizard first, Jim next, drawing the buggy, and then Zeb to watch that nothing happened to the harness.
The stairs had become narrower and Zeb and the Wizard often had to help Jim pull the buggy from one step to another, or keep it from jamming against the rocky walls.
Then he halted, ducked down and began to back up, so that he nearly fell with the buggy onto the others.
With this speech he bent forward and dragged the buggy up the remaining steps.
Unhitch those tugs, Zeb, and set me free from the buggy, so I can fight comfortably.
He got his satchel from the buggy and, opening it, took out two deadly looking revolvers that made the children shrink back in alarm just to look at.
He had fastened one end of the strap to a wheel of the buggy, and now he let the line dangle over the side of the house.
They mounted into the buggy, Dorothy holding Eureka safe in her lap.
Then a sudden turn brought them to a narrow gallery where the buggy could not pass.
"Gid-dap!" cried the boy, and at the word Jim slowly trotted into the courtyard and drew the buggy along the jewelled driveway to the great entrance of the royal palace.
"Where is Dorothy?" enquired Zeb, anxiously, as he left the buggy and stood beside his friend the little Wizard.
Jim and the buggy followed, the old cab-horse being driven by Zeb while the Wizard stood up on the seat and bowed his bald head right and left in answer to the cheers of the people, who crowded thick about him.
"I ought to be a fairy," grumbled Jim, as he slowly drew the buggy home; "for to be just an ordinary horse in a fairy country is to be of no account whatever.
Then Zeb brought out Jim, all harnessed to the buggy, and took his seat.
She climbed into the buggy and he followed her.