the grinning clown who drove the cart honked his big rubber horn and waved , and then whipped the pony until it zoomed him to the opposite curb ; he was oblivious to the cries of horror from those of us in the crowd who had seen what happened , and our governor , now with a very asymmetric monkey face , and his pale ghostly mule were wafted away , his bellows still heard when he wasnt visible , inside an even bigger gust of ivory dirt .