“At the foot of an old, old wharf lived the cutest little tugboat you ever saw. His name was Little Toot. Blow hard as he could, the only sound that came out of his whistle was a small, merry toot-toot-toot”
“Edward and Henry stop quite often and tell him the news. Gordon is always in a hurry and does not stop, but he never forgets to say, ‘poop poop’ to little Thomas, and Thomas always whistles. ‘Peep peep’ in return.”
“All the same, he couldn’t keep away from the Sable Island horses. They were being trained in a paddock down by the waterfront. Willie ran there after school, whistling all the way, his pockets filled with wild apples.”
″...they managed to compose themselves and fix the sweets between their teeth. And then they BLEW! And do you know what? A wonderful shrill whistle came out, almost like a toy steam-engine.”
“Now the boats on the river talked to the little red lighthouse as they passed. ‘Hoot, hoot, hoot! How are you?’ said the big steamer, with it’s deep, throaty whistle.”