From the far north they heard a low wail of the wind, and Uncle Henry and Dorothy could see where the long grass bowed in waves before the coming storm. There now came a sharp whistling in the air from the south, and as they turned their eyes that way they saw ripples in the grass coming from that direction also. —L. Frank Baum, The Wonderful Wizard of Oz
—L. Frank Baum, The Wonderful Wizard of Oz