I rub it on boots, I keep my guns and ax from rustin' by smearin' it on.
His ax swung up and down, bit into something soft and yielding.
He swung and swung again, the ax bit deep, but still they came.
Then the Triton grew enraged, leaped up and struck at Notscha with his ax.
And in the tree sat a man who was chopping off the smaller boughs with an ax.
But the brother ...