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INTRODUCTION. 


Folk  lore,  legends,  myths  and  fairy  tales  have  fol- 
lowed childhood  through  the  ages,  for  every  healthy 
youngster  has  a  wholesome  and  instinctive  love  for  stories 
fantastic,  marvelous  and  manifestly  unreal.  The  winged 
fairies  of  Grimm  and  Andersen  have  brought  more  happi- 
ness to  childish  hearts  than  all  other  human  creations. 

Yet  the  old-time  fairy  tale,  having  served  for  genera- 
tions, may  now  be  classed  as  "historical"  in  the  children's 
library;  for  the  time  has  come  for  a  series  of  newer  "won- 
der tales"  in  which  the  stereotyped  genie,  dwarf  and  fairy 
are  eliminated,  together  with  all  the  horrible  and  blood- 
curdling incident  devised  by  their  authors  to  point  a 
fearsome  moral  to  each  tale.  Modern  education  includes 
morality;  therefore  the  modern  child 
seeks  only  entertainment  in  its  wonder- 
tales  and  gladly  dispenses  with  all  dis- 
agreeable incident. 

Having  this  thought  in  mind,  the 
story  of  'The  Wonderful  Wizard  of 
Oz"  was  written  solely  to  pleasure 
children  of  today.  It  aspires  to  being 
a  modernized  fairy  tale,  in  which  the 
wonderment  and  joy  are  retained  and  the 
heart-aches  and  nightmares  are  left  out. 

L.  Frank  Baum. 

Chicago,  April,  1900. 


Co|3yrigKt  1899 
By  L.FrcvrvkB£kiyfw 
arvd  W.  W.Deixslow. 
Kt5  reserved 


LIST  OF   CHAPTERS. 


CHAPTER  I.— The  Cyclone. 

CHAPTER  II.— The  Council  with  The  Munchkins. 

CHAPTER  III.— How  Dorothy  Saved  the  Scarecrow. 

CHAPTER  IV.— The  Road  Through  the  Forest. 

CHAPTER    v.— The   Rescue  of  the  Tin  Woodman. 
CHAPTER  VI.— The  Cowardly  Lion. 

CHAPTER  VII.— The  Journey  to  The  Great  Oz. 

CHAPTER  VIIL— The  Deadly  Poppy  Field. 
CHAPTER  IX.— The  Queen  of  the  Field  Mice. 
CHAPTER  X.— The  Guardian  of  the  Gates. 
CHAPTER  XI.— The  Wonderful  Emerald  City 

of  Oz. 
CHAPTER   XII.— The  Search  for  the  Wicked 
Witch. 

CHAPTER  XIII How  the  Four  were  Reunited. 

CHAPTER  XIV.— The  Winged  Monkeys. 
CHAPTER   XV.— The    Discovery    of  Oz 

the  Terrible. 
CHAPTER  XVI.— The  Magic  Art  of  the 

Great  Humbug. 
CHAPTER    XVII. —How  the   Balloon  was 

Launched. 
CHAPTER  XVIII. —Away  to  the  South. 
CHAPTER  XIX.— Attacked  by  the  Fighting  Trees. 
CHAPTER  XX.— The  Dainty  China  Country. 

CHAPTER  XXL— The  Lion  Becomes  the  King 
of  Beasts. 
CHAPTER   XXII. —The  Country  of  the  Quadlings. 

CHAPTER  XXIIL— The  Good  Witch  grants  Dorothy's  Wish. 
CHAPTER  XXIV— Home  Again. 


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CKb^pter    I. 
TKe    Cyclorve 


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LIVED    IN 
the  midst  of  the 
great   Kansas 
^     ^3fr  prairies,   with   Uncle    Henry, 

^  J?  who  was  a  farmer,  and  Aunt  Em,  who  was 

the  farmer's  wife.  Their  house  was  small, 
for  the  lumber  to  build  it  had  to  be  carried  by  wagon 
many  miles.  There  were  four  walls,  a  floor 
and  a  roof,  which  made  one  room;  and  this 
room  contained  a  rusty  looking  cooking 
stove,  a  cupboard  for  the  dishes,  a  table, 
three  or  four  chairs,   and  the  beds.     Uncle 


¥>^^ 


12  THE   WONDERFUL   WIZARD   OF  OZ. 

Henry  and  Aunt  Em  had  a  big-  bed  in  one  corner,  and 
Dorothy  a  Httle  bed  in  another  corner.  There  was  no  gar- 
ret at  all,  and  no  cellar — except  a  small  hole,  dug  in  the 
ground,  called  a  cyclone  cellar,  where  the  family  could  go 
in  case  one  of  those  great  whirlwinds  arose,  mighty 
enough  to  crush  any  building  in  its  path.  It  was  reached 
by  a  trap-door  in  the  middle  of  the  floor,  from  which  a 
ladder  led  down  into  the  small,  dark  hole. 

When  Dorothy  stood  in  the  doorway  and  looked 
around,  she  could  see  nothing  but  the  great  gray  prairie 
on  every  side.  Not  a  tree  nor  a  house  broke  the  broad 
sweep  of  flat  country  that  reached  the  edge  of  the  sky  in 
all  directions.  The  sun  had  baked  the  plowed  land  into  a 
gray  mass,  with  little  cracks  running  through  it.  Even  the 
grass  was  not  green,  for  the  sun  had  burned  the  tops  of 
the  long  blades  until  they  were  the  same  gray  color  to  be 
seen  everywhere.  Once  the  house  had  been  painted,  but 
the  sun  blistered  the  paint  and  the  rains  washed  it  away, 
and  now  the  house  was  as  dull  and  gray  as  every- 
thing else. 

When  Aunt  Em  came  there  to  live  she  was  a  young, 
pretty  wife.  The  sun  and  wind  had  changed  her,  too. 
They  had  taken  the  sparkle  from  her  eyes  and  left  them  a 
sober  gray;  they  had  taken  the  red  from  her  cheeks  and 
lips,  and  they  were  gray  also.  She  was  thin  and  gaunt, 
and  never  smiled,  now.  When  Dorothy,  who  was  an 
orphan,  first  came  to  her,  Aunt  Em  had  been  so  startled 


"  She  aiufjld  Toto  hy  the  edv. 


THE   WONDERFUL   WIZARD   OF  OZ. 


13 


by  the  child's  laughter  that  she  would  scream  and  press 
her  hand  upon  her  heart  whenever  Dorothy's  merry  voice 
reached  her  ears;  and  she  still  looked  at  the  little  g-irl  with 
wonder  that  she  could  find  anything  to  laugh  at. 

Uncle  Henry  never  laughed.  He  worked  hard  from 
morning  till  night  and  did  not  know  what  joy  was.  He 
was  gray  also,  from  his  long  beard  to  his  rough  boots,  and 
he  looked  stern  and  solemn,  and  rarely  spoke. 

It  w^as  Toto  that  made  Dorothy  laugh,  and  saved  her 
from  growing  as  gray  as  her  other  surroundings. 
Toto  was  not  gray;  he  was  a  little  black  dog,      ][    \\ 

with  long,  silky  hair  and  small   black  _  ^ J%i^ 

eyes  that  twinkled  merrily  on  either  side 
of  his  funny,  wee  nose.  Toto  played  all 
day  long,  and  Dorothy  played  with  him, 
and  loved  him  dearly. 

To-day,  however,  they  were  not 
playing.  Uncle  Henry  sat  upon  the 
door-step  and  looked  anxi- 
ously at  the  sky,  which  was 
even  grayer  than  usual.  Dor- 
othy stood  in  the  door  with 
Toto  in  her  arms,  and  looked 
at  the  sky  too.  Aunt  Em  was 
washing  the    dishes. 

From    the    far 
north   they   heard  a 


::^. 


14  THE   WONDERFUL   WIZARD   OF  OZ. 

low  wail  on  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. 

Suddenly  Uncle  Henry  stood  up. 

"There's  a  cyclone  coming,  Em,"  he  called  to  his 
wife;  "  I'll  go  look  after  the  stock."  Then  he  ran  toward 
the  sheds  where  the  cows  and  horses  were  kept. 

Aunt  Em  dropped  her  work  and  came  to  the  door. 
One  glance  told  her  of  the  danger  close  at  hand. 

"  Quick,  Dorothy! "  she  screamed;  "run  for  the  cellar! " 

Toto  jumped  out  of  Dorothy's  arms  and  hid  under  the 
bed,  and  the  girl  started  to  get  him.  Aunt  Em,  badly 
frightened,  threw  open  the  trap-door  in  the  floor  and 
climbed  down  the  ladder  into  the  small,  dark  hole.  Doro- 
thy caught  Toto  at  last,  and  started  to  follow  her  aunt. 
When  she  was  half  way  across  the  room  there  came  a  great 
shriek  from  the  wind,  and  the  house  shook  so  hard  that 
she  lost  her  footing  and  sat  down  suddenly  upon  the  floor. 

A  strange  thing  then  happened. 

The  house  whirled  around  two  or  three  times  and 
rose  slowly  through  the  air.  Dorothy  felt  as  if  she  were 
going  up  in  a  balloon. 

The  north  and  south  winds  met  where  the  house 
stood,  and  made  it  the  exact  center  of  the  cyclone.     In  the 


THE   WONDERFUL   WIZARD   OF  OZ.  15 

middle  of  a  cyclone  the  air  is  generally  still,  but  the  great 
pressure  of  the  wind  on  every  side  of  the  house  raised  it  up 
higher  and  higher,  until  it  was  at  the  very  top  of  the  cyclone; 
and  there  it  remained  and  was  carried  miles  and  miles 
away  as  easily  as  you  could  carry  a  feather. 

It  was  very  dark,  and  the  wind  howled  horribly 
around  her,  but  Dorothy  found  she  was  riding  quite  easily. 
After  the  first  few  whirls  around,  and  one  other  time  when 
the  house  tipped  badly,  she  felt  as  if  she  were  being  rocked 
gently,  like  a  baby  in  a  cradle. 

Toto  did  not  like  it.  He  ran  about  the  room,  now 
here,  now  there,  barking  loudly;  but  Dorothy  sat  quite 
still  on  the  floor  and  waited  to  see  what  would  happen. 

Once  Toto  got  too  near  the  open  trap-door,  and  fell  in; 
and  at  first  the  little  girl  thought  she  had  lost  him.  But 
soon  she  saw  one  of  his  ears  sticking  up  through  the  hole^ 
for  the  strong  pressure  of  the  air  was  keeping  him  up 
so  that  he  could  not  fall.  She  crept  to  the  hole,  caught 
Toto  by  the  ear,  and  dragged  him  into  the  room  again; 
afterward  closing  the  trap-door  so  that  no  more  accidents 
could  happen. 

Hour  after  hour  passed  away,  and  slowly  Dorothy 
got  over  her  fright;  but  she  felt  quite  lonely,  and  the  wind 
shrieked  so  loudly  all  about  her  that  she  nearly  became 
deaf.  At  first  she  had  wondered  if  she  would  be  dashed 
to  pieces  when  the  house  fell  again;  but  as  the  hours  passed 
and  nothing  terrible  happened,  she  stopped  worrying  and 


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THE  WONDERFUL  WIZARD  OF  OZ. 


resolved  to  wait  calmly  and  see  what  the  future  would 
bring".  At  last  she  crawled  over  the  swaying  floor  to  her 
bed,  and  lay  down  upoi^t^^nd  Toto  followed  and  lay 
down  beside  her.        ^H^^ 

In  spite  of  the  swaying  of  the  house  and  the  wailing 
of  the  wuid,  Dorothy  soon  closed  her  eyes  and  fell  fast 
asleep. 


CKd^pter  II. 
TKe  Coi/rvcil  with 

The  Ai/rvcKkirvs . 


Re 


WAS  AWAKENED 

by  a  shock,  so  sudden 
and  severe  that  if  Doro- 
}  thy  had  not  been  lying  on  the  soft 
I  bed  she  might  have  been  hurt. 
^,J.  As  it  was,  the  jar  made  her  catch 
?  J.hab^breath  and  wonder  what  had 
lii^ppened;  and  Toto  put  his  cold 
little  nose  into  her  face  and  whined  dismally.  Dorothy 
sat  up  and  noticed  that  the  house  was  not  moving;  nor  was 
it  dark,  for  the  bright  sunshine  came  in  at  the  window, 
flooding  the  little  room.  She  sprang  from  her  bed  and 
with  Toto  at  her  heels  ran  and  opened  the  door. 

The  little  girl  gave  a  cry  of  amazement  and  looked 


20  THE  WONDERFUL  WIZARD  OF  OZ. 

about  her,  her  eyes  growing  bigger  and  bigger  at  the  won- 
derful sights  she  saw. 

The  cyclone  had  set  the  house  down,  very  gently— for 
a  cyclone — in  the  midst  of  a  country  of  marvelous  beauty. 
There  were  lovely  patches  of  green  sward  all  about,  with 
stately  trees  bearing  rich  and  luscious  fruits.  Banks  of 
gorgeous  flowers  were  on  every  hand,  and  birds  with  rare 

9 

and  brilliant  plumage  sang  and  fluttered  in  the  trees  and 
bushes.  A  little  way  off  was  a  small  brook,  rushing  and 
sparkling  along  between  green  banks,  and  murmuring  in  a 
voice  very  grateful  to  a  little  girl  who  had  lived  so  long  on 
the  dry,  gray  prairies. 

While  she  stood  looking  eagerly  at  the  strange  and 
beautiful  sights,  she  noticed  coming  toward  her  a  group  of 
the  queerest  people  she  had  ever  seen.  They  were  not  as  big 
as  the  grown  folk  she  had  always  been  used  to;  but  neither 
were  they  very  small.  In  fact,  they  seemed  about  as  tall 
as  Dorothy,  who  was  a  well-grown  child  for  her  age, 
although  they  were,  so  far  as  looks  go,  many  years  older. 

Three  were  men  and  one  a  woman,  and  all  were  oddly 
dressed.  They  wore  round  hats  that  rose  to  a  small  point 
a  foot  above  their  heads,  with  little  bells  around  the  brims 
that  tinkled  sweetly  as  they  moved.  The  hats  of  the  men 
were  blue;  the  little  woman's  hat  was  white,  and  she  wore 
a  white  gown  that  hung  in  plaits  from  her  shoulders;  over  it 
were  sprinkled  little  stars  that  glistened  in  the  sun  like 
diamonds.    The  men  were  dressed  in  blue,  of  the  same 


I  am  the  Witch  of  the  North," 


THE   WONDERFUL   WIZARD   OF  OZ. 


21 


^hade  as  their  hats,  and  wore  well  polished  boots  with  a 
deep  roll  of  blue  at  the  tops.  The  men,  Dorothy  thought, 
were  about  as  old  as  Uncle  Henry,  for  two  of  them  had 
beards.  But  the  little  woman  was  doubtless  much  older: 
her  face  was  covered  with  wrinkles,  her  hair  was  nearly 
white,  and  she  walked  rather  stiffly. 

When  these  people  drew  near  the  house  where  Dorothy 
was  standing-  in  the  doorway,  they  paused  and  whispered 
among  themselves,  as  if  afraid  to  come  farther.  But  the 
little  old  woman  walked  up  to  Dorothy,  made  a  low  bow 
and  said,  in  a  sweet  voice, 

"You  are  welcome,  most  noble  Sorceress,  to  the  land 
of  the  Munchkins.  We  are  so  grateful  to  you  for  having 
killed  the  wicked  Witch  of  the  East,  and  for  setting  our 
people  free  from  bondage." 

Dorothy  listened  to  this  speech  with  wonder.     What 
could  the  little  woman  possibly 
mean  by  calling, her  a  sorceress, 
and  saying  she  had  killed  the 
wicked  Witch  of  the  East  ? 
Dorothy  was  an  innocent, 
harmless  little  girl,  who  had 
been  carried  by  a  cyclone 
many    miles    from    home; 
and   she  had   never  killed 
anything  in  all  her  life. 

But  the  little  woman 


1^ 


22 


THE   WONDERFUI.   WIZARD   OF  OZ. 


evidently  expected  her  to  answer;  so  Dorothy  said,  with 
hesitation, 

"You  are  very  kind;  but  there  must  be  some  mistake. 
I  have  not  killed  anything." 

'Ij^J'our  ijiou^e  did,  anyway,"  replied  the  little  old 
w4i]S^n,^vi^  a  iaiigfh;  "and  that  is  the  same  thing.  See!" 
sh(^  jjjOntinued,  pointing  to  the  corner  of  the  house;  "there 
^^^'  iKLiw^JSS^'  ^^^^^  sticking  out  from  under  a  block  of 

Dorothy  lookeil^nd  gave  a  little  cry  of  fright/  /There, 

indeed,  just  under  the  corner  of  the  great  beam  iht  hpuse 

,..^„-:.i-rested  on,  two  feet  were  sticking  out,  shod  in  silver  shoes 

iwith  pointed  toes. 

"Oh,   dear!   oh,  idear!."   cried   Dorothy,   clasping  her 


•tands  together  in  diWa^t^he  house  must  hava  f|;llen  on 
hgr.     WJiaLever  shall  \vc  do?"  ^      ^  " 


\ 


\  1  ?. 


"There^s  nothiag-te-bc  done,"  said  the  little  woman, 

Dorothy." 


the  wicked  Witch 
f  the  East,  as^.f 
aid,"    answered 

the  little  woman. 

"She  has  held  all. 

the     Munchkins^ 

in    bondage    for. 


THE   WONDERFUL  WIZARD   OF  OZ.  23 

many  years,  making  them  slave  for  her  night  and  day. 
Now  they  are  all  set  free,  and  are  grateful  to  you  for  the 
favour." 

"Who  are  the  Munchkins?"  enquired  Dorothy. 

"They  are  the  people  who  live  in  this  land  of  the 
East,  where  the  wicked  Witch  ruled." 

"Are  you  a  Munchkin?"  asked  Dorothy. 

"No;  but  I  am  their  friend,  although  I  live  in  the  land 
of  the  North.  When  they  saw  the  Witch  of  the  East  was 
dead  the  Munchkins  sent  a  swift  messenger  to  me,  and  I 
came  at  once,     I  am  the  Witch  of  the  North." 

"Oh,  gracious!"  cried  Dorothy;  "are  you  a  real  witch?" 

"Yes,  indeed;"  answered  the  little  woman.  "But  I 
am  a  good  witch,  and  the  people  love  me.  I  am  not  as 
powerful  as  the  wicked  Witch  was  who  ruled  here,  or  I 
should  have  set  the  people  free  myself." 

"But  I  thought  all  witches  were  wicked,"  said  the 
girl,  who  was  half  frightened  at  facing  a  real  witch. 

"Oh,  no;  that  is  a  great  mistake.  There  were  only 
four  witches  in  all  the  Land  of  Oz,  and  two  of  them,  those 
who  live  in  the  North  and  the  South,  are  good  witches.  I 
know  this  is  true,  for  I  am  one  of  them  myself,  and  cannot 
be  mistaken.  Those  who  dwelt  in  the  East  and  the  West 
were,  indeed,  wicked  witches;  but  now  that  you  have  killed 
one  of  them,  there  is  but  one  wicked  Witch  in  all  the  Land 
of  Oz — the  one  who  lives  in  the  West." 

"But,"  said  Dorothy,  after  a  moment's  thought,  "Aunt 


24  THE   WONDERFUL  WIZARD   OF  OZ. 

Em  has  told  me  that  the  witches  were  all  dead — years  and 
years  ago." 

"Who  is  Aunt  Em?  "  inquired  the  little  old  woman. 

"She  is  my  aunt  who  lives  in  Kansas,  where  I  came 
from." 

The  Witch  of  the  North  seemed  to  think  for  a  time, 
with  her  head  bowed  and  her  eyes  upon  the  ground.  Then 
she  looked  up  and  said, 

"I  do  not  know  where  Kansas  is,  for  I  have  never  heard 
that  country  mentioned  before.  But  tell  me,  is  it  a  civilized 
country?" 

"Oh,  yes;"  replied  Dorothy. 

"Then  that  accounts  for  it.  In  the  civilized  countries 
I  believe  there  are  no  witches  left;  nor  wizards,  nor  sorcer- 
esses, nor  magicians.  But,  you  see,  the  Land  of  Oz  has 
never  been  civilized,  for  we  are  cut  off  from  all  the  rest  of 
the  world.  Therefore  we  still  have  witches  and  wizards 
amongst  us." 

"Who  are  the  Wizards?"  asked  Dorothy. 

"Oz  himself  is  the  Great  Wizard,"  answered  the 
Witch,  sinking  her  voice  to  a  whisper.  "He  is  more  power- 
ful than  all  the  rest  of  us  together.  He  lives  in  the  City 
of  Emeralds." 

Dorothy  was  going  to  ask  another  question,  but  just 
then  the  Munchkins,  who  had  been  standing  silently  by, 
gave  a  loud  shout  and  pointed  to  the  corner  of  the  house 
where  the  Wicked  Witch  had  been  lying. 


THE  WONDERFUI.   WIZARD   OF  OZ 

"What  is  it?"  asked  the 
little  old  woman;  and 
looked,  and  began  to  laugh. 
The  feet  of  the  dead  Witch 
had  disappeared  entirely 
and  nothing  was  left  but 
the  silver  shoes. 

"She  was  so  old,"  ex- 
plained the   Witch   of  the 
North,  "that  she  dried  up 
quickly  in  the  sun.    That 
is  the  end  of  her.     But  the 
silver  shoes  are  yours,  and  you  shall 
have  them  to  wear."     She  reached 
down  and  picked  up  the  shoes,  and 
after  shaking  the  dust  out  of  them 
handed  them  to  Dorothy. 

"The  Witch  of  the  East  was  proud  of  those  silver 
shoes,"  said  one  of  the  Munchkins;  "and  there  is  some 
charm  connected  with  them;  but  what  it  is  we  never  knew." 
Dorothy  carried  the  shoes  into  the  house  and  placed 
them  on  the  table.  Then  she  came  out  again  to  the 
Munchkins  and  said, 

"I  am  anxious  to  get  back  to  my  Aunt  and  Uncle, 
for  I  am  sure  they  will  worry  about  me.  Can  you  help 
me  find  my  way?" 

The  Munchkins  and  the  Witch  first  looked  at  one 


26 


THE   WONDERFUL   WIZARD   OF  OZ. 


another,  and  then  at  Dorothy,  and  then  shook  their  heads. 

"At  the  East,  not  far  from  here,"  said  one,  "there  is  a 
great  desert,  and  none  could  Hve  to  cross  it." 

"It  is  the  same  at  the  South,"  said  another,  "for  I  have 
been  there  and  seen  it.  The  South  is  the  country  of  the 
Quadhng-s." 

"I  am  told,"  said  the  third  man,  "that  it  is  the  same  at 
the  West.  And  that  country,  where  the  Winkies  live,  is 
ruled  by  the  wicked  Witch  of  the  West,  who  would  make 
you  her  slave  if  you  passed  her  way." 

"The  North  is  my  home,"  said  the  old  lady,  "and  at 
its  edge  is  the  same  great  desert  that  surrounds  this  land 
of  Oz.  I'm  afraid,  my  dear,  you  will  have  to  live 
with  us." 

Dorothy  began  to  sob,  at  this,  for  she  felt  lonely 
among  all  these  strange  people.  Her  tears  seemed  to 
grieve  the  kind-hearted  Munchkins,  for  they  immediately 
took  out  their  handkerchiefs  and  began  to  weep  also.  As 
for  the  little  old  woman,  she  took  off  her  cap  and  balanced 


the  point  on  the  end  of  her  nose,  while  she  counted 
"one,  two,  three"  in  a  solemn  voice.  At  once  the 
cap  changed  to  a  slate,  on  which  was  written  in 
big,  white  chalk  marks: 

"let  DOROTHY  GO  TO  THE  CITY  OF  EMERALDS." 

The  little  old  woman  took  the  slate  from  her 
nose,  and,  having  read  the  words  on  it,  asked, 
" Is r^^ir-name  Dorothy,  my  dear?" 


XN 


.V>^ 


^^4Pfe^' 


THE  WONDERFUL  WIZARD   OF  OZ.  27 

"Yes,"  answered  the  child,  looking-  up  and  drying  her 
tears. 

"Then  you  must  go  to  the  City  of  Emeralds.  Perhaps 
Oz  will  help  you." 

"Where  is  this  City?"  asked  Dorothy. 

"It  is  exactly  in  the  center  of  the  country,  and  is  ruled 
by  Oz,  the  Great  Wizard  I  told  you  of." 

"Is  he  a  good  man?"  enquired  the  girl,  anxiously. 

"He  is  a  good  Wizard.  Whether  he  is  a  man  or  not 
I  cannot  tell,  for  I  have  never  seen  him." 

"How  can  I  get  there?"  asked  Dorothy. 

"You  must  walk.  It  is  a  long  journey,  through  a 
country  that  is  sometimes  pleasant  and  sometimes  dark 
and  terrible.  However,  I  will  use  all  the  magic  arts  I 
know  of  to  keep  you  from  harm." 

"Won't  you  go  with  me?"  pleaded  the  girl,  who  had 
begun  to  look  upon  the  little  old  woman  as  her  only  friend. 

"No,  I  cannot  do  that,"  she  replied;  "but  I  will  give 
you  my  kiss,  and  no  one  will  dare  injure  a  person  who  has 
been  kissed  by  the  Witch  of  the  North." 

She  came  close  to  Dorothy  and  kissed  her  gently  on 
the  forehead  Where  her  lips  touched  the  girl  they  left  a 
round,  shining  mark,  as  Dorothy  found  out  soon  after. 

"The  road  to  the  City  of  Emeralds  is  paved  with  yel- 
low brick,"  said  the  Witch;  "so  you  cannot  miss  it.  When 
you  get  to  Oz  do  not  be  afraid  of  him,  but  tell  your  story 
and  ask  him  to  help  you.    Good-bye,  my  dear." 


/ 


THE   WONDERFUL   WIZARD   OF  O, 

The  three  Munchkins 
bowed  low  to  her  and  wished 
her  a  pleasant  journey,  after 
which  they  walked  away 
through  the  trees.  The 
Witch  gave  Dorothy  a 
friendly  little  nod,  whirled 
around  on  her  left  heel 
three  times,  and  straight- 
way disappeared,  much  to 
the  surprise  of  little  Toto, 
/ y  who  barked  after  her  loudly 
y  enough  when  she  had  gone, 
because  he  Ha3  been  afraid  even  to  growl  while  she 
stood  by.  '  /V 

But  Dorothy,  xnm/ing  her  to  be  a  witch,  had  ex- 
pected her  to  disappear  in  just  that  way,  and  was  not 
surprised  in  the  least. 


/ 


Chsvpter  III 
How  DorolK/  ^^ved 

the  ^cevrecrow.  1.^1 


DOROTHY  WAS 

left  alone  she  began 
to  feel  hungry.  So  she  went  to  the 
cupboard  and  cut  herself  some 
bread,  which  she  spread  with  butter. 
She  gave  some  to  Toto,  and  taking  a 
pail  from  the  shelf  she  carried  it  down 
to  the  little  brook  and  filled  it  with  clear,  sparkling  water. 
Toto  ran  over  to  the  trees  and  began  to  bark  at  the  birds 
sitting  there.  Dorothy  went  to  get  him,  and  saw  such 
delicious  fruit  hanging  from  the  branches  that  she  gathered 
some  of  it,  finding  it  just  what  she  wanted  to  help  out  her 
breakfast. 

Then  she  went  back  to  the  house,  and  having  helped 


32  THE   WONDERFUL  WIZARD   OF  OZ. 

herself  and  Toto  to  a  good  drink  of  the  cool,  clear  water, 
she  set  about  making  ready  for  the  journey  to  the  City  of 
Emeralds. 

Dorothy  had  only  one  other  dress,  but  that  happened 
to  be  clean  and  was  hanging  on  a  peg  beside  her  bed.  It 
was  gingham,  with  checks  of  white  and  blue;  and  although 
the  blue  was  somewhat  faded  with  many  w^ashings,  it  was 
still  a  pretty  frock.  The  girl  washed  herself  carefully, 
dressed  herself  in  the  clean  gingham,  and  tied  her  pink 
sunbonnet  on  her  head.  She  took  a  little  basket  and  filled 
it  with  bread  from  the  cupboard,  laying  a  white  cloth  over 
the  top.  Then  she  looked  down  at  her  f-eet  and  noticed 
how  old  and  w^orn  her  shoes  were. 

"They  surely  will  never  do  for  a  long  journey,  Toto," 
she  said.  And  Toto  looked  up  into  her  face  with  his  little 
black  eyes  and  wagged  his  tail  to  show  he  knew  what  she 
meant. 

At  that  moment  Dorothy  saw  lying  on  the  table  the 
silver  shoes  that  had  belonged  to  the  Witch  of  the 
East. 

*T  wonder  if  they  will  fit  me,"  she  said  to  Toto.  "They 
would  be  just  the  thing  to  take  a  long  walk  in,  for  they 
could  not  wear  out." 

She  took  off  her  old  leather  shoes  and  tried  on  the 
silver  ones,  which  fitted  her  as  well  as  if  they  had  been 
made  for  her. 

Finally  she  picked  up  her  basket. 


THE   WONDERFUL  WIZARD   OF  OZ. 


33 


''Come  along,  Toto,"  she  said,  "we  will  go  to  the 
Emerald  City  and  ask  the  great  Oz  how  to  get  back  to 
Kansas  again." 

She  closed  the  door,  locked  it,  and  put  the  key  care- 
fully in  the  pocket  of  her  dress.  And  so,  with  Toto  trotting 
along  soberly  behind  her,  she  started  on  her  journey. 

There  were  several  roads  near  by,  but  it  did  not  take 
her  long  to  find  the  one  paved  with  yellow  brick.  Within 
a  short  time  she  was  walking  briskly  toward  the  Emerald 
City,  her  silver  shoes  tinkling  merrily  on  the  hard,  yellow 
roadbed.  The  sun  shone  bright  and  the  birds  sang  sweet 
and  Dorothy  did  not  feel  nearly  as  bad  as  you  might  think 
a  little  girl  would  who  had  been  suddenly  whisked  away 
from  her  own  country  and  set  down  in  the  midst  of  a 
strange  land. 

She  was  surprised,  as  she  walked  along,  to  see  how 
pretty  the  country  was  about  her.  There  were  neat  fences 
.at  the  sides  of  the  road,  painted  a  dainty  blue  color,  and 
beyond  them  were  fields  of  grain  and  vegetables  in  abun- 
dance. Evidently  the  Munchkins  were  good  farmers  and 
able  to  raise  large  crops.  Once  in  a  while  she  would  pass 
a  house,  and  the  people  came  out  to  look  at 
her  and  bow  low  as  she  went  by;  for  everyone 
knew  she  had  been  the  means 
of  destroying  the  wicked 
witch  and  setting  them  free 
from  bondage.    The  houses 


^* 


^M?j/' 


34  THE   WONDERFUL  WIZARD   OF  OZ. 

of  the  Munchkins  were  odd  looking  dwellings,  for  each 
was  round,  with  a  big  dome  for  a  roof.  All  were  painted 
blue,  for  in  this  country  of  the  East  blue  was  the  favorite 
color. 

Towards  evening,  when  Dorothy  was  tired  with  her 
long  walk  and  began  to  wonder  where  she  should  pass  the 
night,  she  came  to  a  house  rather  larger  than  the  rest. 
On  the  green  lawn  before  it  many  men  and  women  were 
dancing.  Five  little  fiddlers  played  as  loudly  as  possible 
and  the  people  were  laughing  and  singing,  while  a  big  table 
near  by  was  loaded  with  delicious  fruits  and  nuts,  pies  and 
cakes,  and  many  other  good  things  to  eat. 

The  people  greeted  Dorothy  kindly,  and  invited  her 
to  supper  and  to  pass  the  night  with  them;  for  this  was 
the  horne  of  one  of  the  richest  Munchkins  in  the  land,  and 
his  friends  were  gathered  with  him  to  celebrate  their  free- 
dom from  the  bondage  of  the  wicked  witch. 

Dorothy  ate  a  hearty  supper  and  was  waited  upon  by 
the  rich  Munchkin  himself,  whose  name  was  Boq.  Then 
she  sat  down  upon  a  settle  and  watched  the  people 
dance. 

When  Boq  saw  her  silver  shoes  he  said, 
"You  must  be  a  great  sorceress." 
''Why?"  asked  the  girl. 

"Because  you  wear  silver  shoes  and  have  killed  the 
wicked  witch.  Besides,  you  have  white  in  your  frock,  and 
only  witches  and  sorceresses  wear  white." 


You  must  be  a  great  sorceress." 


THE   WONDERFUL   WIZARD   OF  OTi. 


35 


"My  dress  is  blue  and  white  checked,"  said  Dorothy, 
smoothing  out  the  wrinkles  in  it. 

"It  is  kind  of  you  to  wear  that,"  said  Boq.  "Blue  is 
the  color  of  the  Munchkins,  and  white  is  the  witch  color; 
so  we  know  you  are  a  friendly  witch." 

Dorothy  did  not  know  what  to  say  to  this,  for  all  the 
people  seemed  to  think  her  a  witch,  and  she  knew  very  well 
she  was  only  an  ordinary  little  girl  who  had  come  by  the 
chance  of  a  cyclone  into  a  strange  land. 

When  she  had  tired  watching  the  dancing, 
Boq  led  her  into  the  house,  where  he  gave  her  a 
room  with  a  pretty  bed  in  it.  The  sheets  were 
made  of  blue  cloth,  and  Dorothy  slept  soundly 
in  them  till  morning,  with  Toto  curled  up  on 
the  blue  rug  beside  her. 

She  ate  a  hearty  breakfast,  and  watched  a 
wee  Munchkin  baby,  who  played  with  Toto  and 
pulled  his  tail  and  crowed  and  laughed  in  a  way 
that  greatly  amused  Dorothy.  Toto  was  a  fine 
curiosity  to  all  the  people,  for  they  had  never 
seen  a  dog  before. 

"How  far  is  it  to  the  Emerald  City?"  the 
girl  asked. 

"I  do  not  know,"  answered  Boq,  gravely, 
"for  I  have  never  been  there. 
It  is  better  for  people  to  keep 
away  from   Oz,  unless  they 


36  THE   WONDERFUL   WIZARD   OF  OZ. 

have  business  with  him.  But  it  is  a  longf  way  to  the 
Emerald  City,  and  it  will  take  you  many  days.  The 
country  here  is  rich  and  pleasant,  but  you  must  pass 
through  rough  and  dangerous  places  before  you  reach  the 
end  of  your  journey." 

This  worried  Dorothy  a  little,  but  she  knew  that  only 
the  great  Oz  could  help  her  get  to  Kansas  again,  so  she 
bravely  resolved  not  to  turn  back. 

She  bade  her  friends  good-bye,  and  again  started 
along  the  road  of  yellow  brick.  When  she  had  gone  sev- 
eral miles  she  thought  she  would  stop  to  rest,  and  so 
climbed  to  the  top  of  the  fence  beside  the  road  and  sat 
down.  There  was  a  great  cornfield  beyond  the  fence,  and 
and  not  far  away  she  saw  a  Scarecrow,  placed  high  on  a 
pole  to  keep  the  birds  from  the  ripe  corn. 

Dorothy  leaned  her  chin  upon  her  hand  and  gazed 
thoughtfully  at  the  Scarecrow.  Its  head  was  a  small  sack 
stuffed  with  straw,  with  eyes,  nose  and  mouth  painted  on 
it  to  represent  a  face.  An  old,  pointed  blue  hat,  that  had 
belonged  to  some  Munchkin,  was  perched  on  this  head, 
and  the  rest  of  the  figure  was  a  blue  suit  of  clothes,  worn 
and  faded,  which  had  also  been  stuffed  with  straw.  On 
the  feet  were  some  old  boots  with  blue  tops,  such  as  every 
man  wore  in  this  country,  and  the  figure  was  raised  above 
the  stalks  of  corn  by  means  of  the  pole  stuck  up  its  back. 

While  Dorothy  was  looking  earnestly  into  the  queer, 
painted  face  of  the  Scarecrow,  she  was  surprised  to  see 


"  Dorothy  guzed  tluught fully  at  the  Scarecrow." 


THE   WONDERFUL   WIZARD   OF  OZ.  37 

one  of  the  eyes  slowly  wink  at  her.  She  thought  she  must 
have  been  mistaken,  at  first,  for  none  of  the  scarecrows  in 
Kansas  ever  wink;  but  presently  the  figure  nodded  its  head 
to  her  in  a  friendly  way.  Then  she  climbed  down  from  the 
fence  and  walked  up  to  it,  while  Toto  ran  around  the  pole 
and  barked. 

"Good  day,"  said  the  Scarecrow,  in  a  rather  husky 
voice. 

"Did  you  speak?"  asked  the  girl,  in  wonder. 

"Certainly,"  answered  the  Scarecrow;  "how  do  you 
do?" 

"I'm  pretty  well,  thank  you,"  replied  Dorothy,  politely; 
"how  do  you  do?" 

"I'm  not  feeling  well,"  said  the  Scarecrow,  with  a  smile, 
"for  it  is  very  tedious  being  perched  up  here  night  and  day 
to  scare  away  crows." 

"Can't  you  get  down?"  asked  Dorothy. 

"No,  for  this  pole  is  stuck  up  my  back.  If  you  will 
please  take  away  the  pole  I  shall  be  greatly  obliged  to 
you." 

Dorothy  reached  up  both  arms  and  lifted  the  figure 
off  the  pole;  for,  being  stuffed  with  straw,  it  was  quite 
hght. 

"Thank  you  very  much,"  said  the  Scarecrow,  when  he 
had  been  set  down  on  the  ground.  "I  feel  like  a  new 
man." 

Dorothy  was  puzzled  at  this,  for  it  sounded  queer  to 


38 


THE    WONDERFUL   WIZARD   OF  OZ. 


hear  a  stuffed  man  speak,  and  to  see  him  bow  and  walk 
along-  beside  her. 

''Who  are  you?"  asked  the  Scarecrow,  when  he  had 
stretched  himself  and  yawned,  "and  where  are  you  going?" 

"My  name  is  Dorothy,"  said  the  girl,  "and  I  am  going 
to  the  Emerald  City,  to  ask  the  great  Oz  to  send  me  back 
to  Kansas." 

"Where  is  the  Emerald  City?"  he  enquired;  "and  who 
isOz?" 

"Why,  don't  you  know?"  she  returned,  in  surprise. 

"No,  indeed;  I  don't  know  anything.  You  see,  I  am 
stuffed,  so  I  have  no  brains  at  all,"  he  answered,  sadly. 

"Oh,"  said  Dorothy;  "I'm  awfully  sorry 

j<^  for  you." 

J^\^  "Doyou  think,"  he  asked, 

'■'^^  i--^"^^  "If  J  g-Q  j-Q  ti^g  Emerald  City 

with  you,  that  the  great  Oz 
would  give  me  some 
brains?" 

"I  cannot  tell," 
she  returned;  "but 
you  may  come  with 
me,  if  you  like.  If 
Oz  will  not  give  you 


THE   WONDERFUL  WIZARD   OF  OZ.  39 

any  brains  you  will  be  no  worse  off  than  you  are  now." 

"That  is  true,"  said  the  Scarecrow.  "You  see,"  he  con- 
tinued, confidentially,  "I  don't  mind  my  legs  and  arms  and 
body  being  stuffed,  because  I  cannot  get  hurt.  If  anyone 
treads  on  my  toes  or  sticks  a  pin  into  me,  it  doesn't  matter, 
for  I  can't  feel  it.  But  I  do  not  want  people  to  call  me  a 
fool,  and  if  my  head  stays  stuffed  with  straw  instead  of 
with  brains,  as  yours  is,  how  am  I  ever  to  know  any- 
thing?" 

"I  understand  how  you  feel,"  said  the  little  girl,  who 
was  truly  sorry  for  him.  'Tf  you  will  come  with  me  I'll  ask 
Oz  to  do  all  he  can  for  you." 

"Thank  you,"  he  answered,  gratefully. 
They  walked  back  to  the  road,  Dorothy  helped  him 
over  the  fence,  and  they  started  along  the  path  of  yellow 
brick  for  the  Emerald  City. 

Toto  did  not  like  this  addition  to  the  party,  at  first. 
He  smelled  around  the  stuffed  man  as  if  he  suspected  there 
might  be  a  nest  of  rats  in  the  straw,  and  he  often  growled 
in  an  unfriendly  way  at  the  Scarecrow. 

"Don't  mind  Toto,"  said  Dorothy,  to  her  new  friend; 
"he  never  bites." 

"Oh,  I'm  not  afraid,"  replied  the  Scarecrow,  "he  can't 
hurt  the  straw.  Do  let  me  carry  that  basket  for  you.  I 
shall  not  mind  it,  for  I  can't  get  tired.  I'll  tell  you  a  secret," 
he  continued,  as  he  walked  along;  "there  is  only  one  thing 
in  the  world  I  am  afraid  of." 


40  THE   WONDERFUL  WIZARD   OF  OZ. 

"What  is  that?''  asked  Dorothy;  "the  Munchkin  farmer 
who  made  you?" 

"No,"  answered  the  Scarecrow;  "it's  a  lighted  match." 


A    FEW    HOURS 

the  road  began  to  be 
rough,  and  the  walking 
grew  so  difficult  that  the 
^Scarecrow  often  stumbled  over  the 
yellow  brick/which  were  here  very 
uneven.  Sometimes,  indeed,  they 
were  broken  or  missing  altogether,  leaving  holes  that  Toto 
Jumped  across  and  Dorothy  walked  around.  As  for  the 
Scarecrow,  having  no  brains  he  walked  straight  ahead,  and 
so  stepped  into  the  holes  arid  fell  at  full  length  on  the  hard 
bricks.  It  never  hurt  him,  however,  and  Dorothy  would 
pick  him  up  and  set  him  upon  his  feet  again,  while  he  joined 
her  in  laughing  merrily  at  his  own  mishap. 


44  THE   WONDERFUL   WIZARD   OF  OZ. 

The  farms  were  not  nearly  so  well  cared  for  here  as 
they  were  farther  back.  There  were  fewer  houses  and 
fewer  fruit  trees,  and  the  farther  they  went  the  more  dismal 
and  lonesome  the  country  became. 

At  noon  they  sat  down  by  the  roadside,  near  a  little 
brook,  and  Dorothy  opened  her  basket  and  got  out  some 
bread.  She  offered  a  piece  to  the  Scarecrow,  but  he 
refused. 

"I  am  never  hungry,"  he  said;  "and  it  is  a  lucky  thing 
I  am  not.  For^my  mouth  is  only  painted,  and  if  I  should 
cut  a  hole  in  it  so  I  could  eat,  the  straw  I  am  stuffed  with 
would  come  out,  and  that  would  spoil  the  shape  of  my 
head." 

Dorothy  saw  at  once  that  this  was  true,  so  she  only 
nodded  and  went  on  eating  her  bread. 

"Tell  me  something  about  yourself,  and  the  country 
you  came  from,"  said  the  Scarecrow,  when  she  had  finished 
her  dinner.  So  she  told  him  all  about  Kansas,  and  how 
gray  everything  was  there,  and  how  the  cyclone  had  carried 
her  to  this  queer  land  of  Oz.  The  Scarecrow  listened  care- 
fully, and  said, 

"I  cannot  understand  why  you  should  wish  to  leave 
this  beautiful  country  and  go  back  to  the  dry,  gray  place 
you  call  Kansas." 

"That  is  because  you  have  no  brains,"  answered  the 
girl.  "No  matter  how  dreary  and  gray  our  homes  are,  we 
people  of  flesh  and  blood  would  rather  live  there  than  in 


"  '  I  teas  only  made  yesterday,'  said  the  Scarecrow." 


THE   WONDERFUL  WIZARD   OF  OZ.  45 

any  other  country,  be  it  ever  so  beautiful.    There  is  no  place 
like  home." 

The  Scarecrow  sighed. 

"Of  course  I  cannot  understand  it,"  he  said.  "If  your 
heads  were  stuffed  with  straw,  like  mine,  you  would  proba- 
bly all  live  in  the  beautiful  places,  and  then  Kansas  would 
have  no  people  at  all.  It  is  fortunate  for  Kansas  that  you 
have  brains." 

"Won't  you  tell  me  a  story,  while  we  are  resting?" 
asked  the  child. 

The  Scarecrow   looked    at    her    reproachfully,  and 
answered, 

"My  life  has  been  so  short  that  I  really  know  nothing 
whatever.  I  was  only  made  day  before  yesterday.  What 
happened  in  the  world  before  that  time  is  all  unknown  to 
me.  Luckily,  when  the  farmer  made  my  head,  one  of  the 
first  things  he  did  was  to  paint  my  ears,  so  that  I  heard 
what  was  going  on.  There  was  another  Munchkin  with 
him,  and  the  first  thing  I  heard  was  the  farmer  saying, 

"  'How  do  you  like  those  ears?' 

"'They  aren't  straight,'  answered  the  other. 

'"Never  mind,'  said  the  farmer;  'they  are  ears  just  the 
same,'  which  was  true  enough. 

'"Now  I'll  make  the  eyes,'  said  the  farmer.  So  he 
painted  my  right  eye,  and  as  soon  as  it  was  finished  I  found 
myself  looking  at  him  and  at  everything  around  me  with  a 
great  deal  of  curiosity,  for  this  was  my  first  glimpse  of  the 
world. 


46  THE   WONDERFUI.  WIZARD   OF  OZ. 

"  That's  a  rather  pretty  eye,'  remarked  the  Munchkin 
who  was  watching"  the  farmer;  'blue  paint  is  just  the  color 
for  eyes.' 

'"I  think  I'll  make  the  other  a  little  bigger,'  said  the 
farmer;  and  when  the  second  eye  was  done  I  could  see 
much  better  than  before.  Then  he  made  my  nose  and  my 
mouth;  but  I  did  not  speak,  because  at  that  time  I  didn't 
know  what  a  mouth  was  for.  I  had  the  fun  of  watching 
them  make  my  body  and  my  arms  and  legs;  and  when  they 
fastened  on  my  head,  at  last,  I  felt  very  proud,  for  I 
thought  I  was  just  as  good  a  man  as  anyone. 

"  'This  fellow  will  scare  the  crows  fast  enough,'  said 
the  farmer;  'he  looks  just  like  a  man.' 

'"Why,  he  is  a  man,'  said  the  other,  and  I  quite  agreed 
with  him.  The  farmer  carried  me  under  his  arm  to  the 
cornfield,  and  set  me  up  on  a  tall  stick,  where  you  found 
me.  He  and  his  friend  soon  after  walked  away  and  left 
me  alone. 

"I  did  not  like  to  be  deserted  this  way;  so  I  tried  to 
walk  after  them,  but  my  feet  would  not  touch  the  ground, 
and  I  was  forced  to  stay  on  that  pole.  It  was  a  lonely  life 
to  lead,  for  I  had  nothing  to  think  of,  having  been  made 
such  a  little  while  before.  Many  crows  and  other  birds 
flew  into  the  cornfield,  but  as  soon  as  they  saw  me  they  flew 
away  again,  thinking  I  was  a  Munchkin;  and  this  pleased 
me  and  made  me  feel  that  I  was  quite  an  important  person. 
By  and  by  an  old  crow  flew  near  me,  and  after  looking  at 


THE   WONDERFUI.  WIZARD   OF  OZ. 


47 


me  carefully  he  perched  upon  my  shoulder 
and  said, 

"*I  wonder  if  that  farmer  thought  to  fool 
me  in  this  clumsy  manner.  Any  crow  of  sense 
could  see  that  you  are  only  stuffed  with  straw.' 
Then  he  hopped  down  at  my  feet  aftd\a't<^ill 
the  corn  he  wanted.  The  other  bij^d^  ^^. 
he  was  not  harmed  by  me,  came  to  eat  th 
corn  too,  so  in  a  sheryi^^e  there  was  a  grcc 
flock  of  them  3J^]^^t,^  '^^^^T  ") 

such  a  good  Scarecro.v^fter  arL  but\tne  al 
trow  comforted  r^^^'^^fyg:   'If  ^u/only  he 
brakis  in  ^pur  hea^^pir  would  fe  as  good 
manias  any  of  tKem,  and  a  better  man  th; 
ome  of  them.     Brains  are  the   only  thing: 
wordi  having  in  this  world,  no  rnatter  whethe: 
a  cro^v  or  a  man.*      \J^^Wim  I       ffl 
fter  the  crow^s  had  gone  I  thought 
r,  and  decided  I  would  try  hard  to  get  some  brains 
good  luck,  you  came  along  and  pulled  me  off  the  stake 


.Xand  from  what  ycna 
''"'"'  me  brains  as  soon  a#i^ 


Lpi  sure  the  great  Oz  will  give 
t  to  the  Emerald  City." 


Hi' I'    "Oh  yes;  I  am  anxious,"  returned  the  Scarecrow, 
is  such  an  uncomfortable  feeling  to  know  one  is  a  fool.* 


48  THE   WONDERFUL   WIZARD   OF  OZ. 

"Well,"  said  the  girl,  "let  us  go."  And  she  handed  the 
basket  to  the  Scarecrow. 

There  were  no  fences  at  all  by  the  road  side  now,  and 
the  land  was  rough  and  untilled.  Towards  evening  they 
came  to  a  great  forest,  where  the  trees  grew  so  big  and 
close  together  that  their  branches  met  over  the  road  of  yel- 
low brick.  It  was  almost  dark  under  the  trees,  for  the 
branches  shut  out  the  daylight;  but  the  travellers  did  not 
stop,  and  went  on  into  the  forest. 

"If  this  road  goes  in,  it  must  come  out,"  said  the  Scare- 
crow, "and  as  the  Emerald  City  is  at  the  other  end  of  the 
road,  we  must  go  wherever  it  leads  us." 

"Anyone  would  know  that,"  said  Dorothy. 

"Certainly;  that  is  why  I  know  it,"  returned  the  Scare- 
crow. "If  it  required  brains  to  figure  it  out,  I  never  should 
have  said  it." 

After  an  hour  or  so  the  light  faded  away,  and  they 
found  themselves  stumbling  along  in  the  darkness.  Doro- 
thy could  not  see  at  all,  but  Toto  could,  for  some  dogs  see 
very  well  in  the  dark;  and  the  Scarecrow  declared  he  could 
see  as  well  as  by  day.  So  she  took  hold  of  his  arm,  and 
managed  to  get  along  fairly  well. 

"If  you  see  any  house,  or  any  place  where  we  can  pass 
the  night,"  she  said,  "you  must  tell  me;  for  it  is  very 
uncomfortable  walking  in  the  dark." 

Soon  after  the  Scarecrow  stopped, 

"I  see  a  little  cottage  at  the  right  of  us,"  he  said,  "built 
of  logs  and  branches.    Shall  we  go  there?" 


THE   WONDERFUL   WIZARD   OF  OZ. 


49 


"Yes,  indeed;"  answered  the  child.  "I  am  all  tired  out." 
So  the  Scarecrow  led  her  through  the  trees  until  they 
reached  the  cottage,  and  Dorothy  entered  and  found  a  bed 
of  dried  leaves  in  one  corner.  She  lay  down  at  once,  and 
with  Toto  beside  her  soon  fell  into  a  sound  sleep.  The 
Scarecrow,  who  was  never  tired,  stood  up  in  another  corner 
and  waited  patiently  until  morning"  came. 


CNjivpter  V. 

TKe  RCvSci/e  of" 

tKe  Tii\  Woodrcvex^ix 


erv 


DOROTHY   awoke 
the  sun  was  shining 
through  the  trees  and 
Toto  had  long  been  out  chasing  birds 
and  squirrels.     She  sat  up  and  looked 
around  her.     There  was  the  Scare- 
crow, still  standing  patiently  in   his 
corner,  waiting  for  her. 
"We  must  go  and  search  for  water,"  she  said  to  him. 
"Why  do  you  want  water?  "  he  asked. 
"To  wash  my  face  clean  after  the  dust  of  the  road,  and 
to  drink,  so  the  dry  bread  will  not  stick  in  my  throat." 

"It  must  be  inconvenient  to  be  made  of  flesh,"  said  the 
Scarecrow,  thoughtfully;  "for  you  must  sleep,  and  eat  and 


54  THE  WONDERFUL  WIZARD  OF  OZ. 

drink.     However,  you  have  brains,  and  it  is  worth  a  lot  of 
bother  to  be  able  to  think  properly." 

They  left  the  cottage  and  walked  through  the  trees 
until  they  found  a  little  spring  of  clear  water,  where  Doro- 
thy drank  and  bathed  and  ate  her  breakfast.  She  saw 
there  was  not  much  bread  left  in  the  basket,  and  the  girl 
was  thankful  the  Scarecrow  did  not  have  to  eat  anything, 
for  there  was  scarcely  enough  for  herself  and  Toto  for  the 
day. 

When  she  had  finished  her  meal,  and  was  about  to 
go  back  to  the  road  of  yellow  brick,  she  was  startled  to 
hear  a  deep  groan  near  by. 

"What  was  that?"  she  asked,  timidly. 
"I  cannot  imagine,"  replied  the  Scarecrow;  "but  we 
can  go  and  see." 

Just  then  another  groan  reached  their  ears,  and  the 
sound  seemed  to  come  from  behind  them.  They  turned 
and  walked  through  the  forest  a  few  steps,  when  Dorothy 
discovered  something  shining  in  a  ray  of  sunshine  that 
fell  between  the  trees.  She  ran  to  the  place,  and  then 
stopped  short,  with  a  cry  of  surprise. 

One  of  the  big  trees  had  been  partly  chopped  through, 
and  standing  beside  it,  with  an  uplifted  axe  in  his  hands, 
was  a  man  made  entirely  of  tin.  His  head  and  arms  and 
legs  were  jointed  upon  his  body,  but  he  stood  perfectly 
motionless,  as  if  he  could  not  stir  at  all. 

Dorothy  looked  at  him  in  amazement,  and  so  did  the 


THE  WONDERFUL  WIZARD  OF 


Scarecrow,  while  Toto  barked  sharply  and  made  a  snap 


M 


he 


the  tin  legs,  which  hurt  his  teeth.    ]^W|ii| 

lI'Did  you  groan?"  asked  Dorothy 

''Yes,"  answered  the  tin  man;  "I  did.     I've  been  groa 

ing'for  more  than  a  year,  and  no  one  has  ever  heard 

)ef ore  or  come  to  help  me."  77, 

"What  can  I  do  for  you?"  she  enquired,  softly,  for^ 

LOved  by  the  sad  voice  in  which  the  man  spoke. 

"Get  an  oil-can  and  oil  my  joints,' 

answered.    "They  are  rusted  so  badly  that 

I  cannot  move  them  at  all;  if  I  am  well 

oiled  I  shall  soon  be  all  right  again.     YcA 

will  find  an  oil-can  on  a  shelf  in  my  cot-| 

tage." 

Dorothy  at  once   ran   back  to  the 

cottage  and  found  the  oil-can,  and  then  she 

returned  and  asked,  anxiously, 

"Where  are  your  joints?'^ 

''Oil  my  neck,  first,"  re*- 

plied  the  Tin  Woodman.     So 

she  oiled  it,  and  as  it  was  quite 

badly  rusted  the   Scarecrow 

took  hold  of  the  tin  head  and 

moved  it  gently  from  side  to 

side  until   it  worked    freely, 

and  then  the  man  could  turn 

it  himself. 


56  THE  WONDERFUL  WIZARD  OF  OZ. 

"Now  oil  the  joints  in  my  arms,"  he  said.  And  Doro- 
thy oiled  them  and  the  Scarecrow  bent  them  carefully  until 
they  were  quite  free  from  rust  and  as  good  as  new. 

The  Tin  Woodman  gave  a  sigh  of  satisfaction  and 
lowered  his  axe,  which  he  leaned  against  the  tree. 

"This  is  a  great  comfort,"  he  said.  "I  have  been  hold- 
ing that  axe  in  the  air  ever  since  I  rusted,  and  I'm  glad  to 
be  able  to  put  it  down  at  last.  Now,  if  you  will  oil  the 
joints  of  my  legs,  I  shall  be  all  right  once  more." 

So  they  oiled  his  legs  until  he  could  move  them  freely; 
and  he  thanked  them  again  and  again  for  his  release,  for 
he  seemed  a  very  polite  creature,  and  very  grateful. 

"I  might  have  stood  there  always  if  you  had  not  come 
along,"  he  said;  "so  you  have  certainly  saved  my  life. 
How  did  you  happen  to  be  here  ?" 

"We  are  on  our  way  to  the  Emerald  City,  to  see  the 
great  Oz,"  she  answered,  "and  we  stopped  at  your  cottage 
to  pass  the  night." 

"Why  do  you  wish  to  see  Oz?  "  he  asked. 

"I  want  him  to  send  me  back  to  Kansas;  and  the 
Scarecrow  wants  him  to  put  a  few  brains  into  his  head," 
she  replied. 

The  Tin  Woodman  appeared  to  think  deeply  for  a 
moment.    Then  he  said: 

"Do  you  suppose  Oz  could  give  me  a  heart?" 

"Why,  I  guess  so,"  Dorothy  answered;  "it  would  be 
as  easy  as  to  give  the  Scarecrow  brains." 


This  is  a  great  comfort,'  said  the,  Tin  Woodman.''' 


THE  WONDERFUIv  WIZARD  OF  OZ.  57 

"True,"  the  Tin  Woodman  returned.  "So,  if  you  will 
allow  me  to  join  your  party,  I  will  also  go  to  the  Emerald 
City  and  ask  Oz  to  help  me." 

"Come  along-,"  said  the  Scarecrow,  heartily;  and 
Dorothy  added  that  she  would  be  pleased  to  have  his 
company.  So  the  Tin  Woodman  shouldered  his  axe  and 
they  all  passed  through  the  forest  until  they  came  to  the 
road  that  was  paved  with  yellow  brick. 

The  Tin  Woodman  had  asked  Dorothy  to  put  the  oil- 
can in  her  basket.  "F^or,"  he  said,  "if  I  should  get  caught  in 
the  rain,  and  rust  again,  I  would  need  the  oil-can  badly." 
It  was  a  bit  of  good  luck  to  have  their  new  comrade 
join  the  party,  for  soon  after  they  had  begun  their  journey 
again  they  came  to  a  place  where  the  trees  and  branches 
grew  so  thick  over  the  road  that  the  travellers  could  not 
pass.  But  the  Tin  Woodman  set  to  w^ork  with  his  axe 
and  chopped  so  well  that  soon  he  cleared  a  passage  for  the 
entire  party. 

Dorothy  was  thinking  so  earnestly  as  they  walked 
along  that  she  did  not  notice  when  the  Scarecrow  stumbled 
into  a  hole  and  rolled  over  to  the  side  of  the  road.  Indeed, 
he  was  obliged  to  call  to  her  to  help  him  up  again. 

"Why  didn't  you  walk  around  the  hole?"  asked  the 
Tin  Woodman. 

"I  don't  know  enough,"  replied  the  Scarecrow,  cheer- 
fully. "My  head  is  stuffed  with  straw,  you  know,  and  that 
is  why  I  am  going  to  Oz  to  ask  him  for  some  brains." 


58 


THE  WONDERFUL  WIZARD   OF  OZ. 


"Oh,  I  see;"  said  the  Tin  Woodman.    "But,  after  all, 
brains  are  not  the  best  things  in  the  world." 
"Have  you  any?"  enquired  the  Scarecrow. 
"No,  my  head  is  quite  empty,"  answered  the  Wood- 
man; "but  once  I  had  brains,  and  a  heart  also;  so,  having 
tried  them  both,  I  should  much  rather  have  a  heart." 
"And  why  is  that?"  asked  the  Scarecrow. 
"I  will  tell  you  my  story,  and  then  you  will  know." 
\\,/ .         So,  while  they  were  walking  through  the  forest,  the 
"^'fTin  Woodman  told  the  following  story: 

"I  was  born  the  son  of  a  woodman  who  chopped  down 
'  trees  in  the  forest  and  sold  the  wood  for  a  living.  When 
I  grew  up  I  too  became  a  w^ood-chopper,  and  after  my 
father  died  I  took  care  of  my  old  mother  as  long  as  she 
lived.  Then  I  made  up  my  mind  that  instead  of  living 
alone  I  would  marry,  so  that  I  might  not  become 
lonely. 

"There  was  one  of  the  Munchkin  girls  who  was  so 
beautiful  that  I  soon  grew  to  love  her  with  all  my  heart. 
She,  on  her  part,  promised  to  marry  me  as  soon  as  I  could 
earn  enough  money  to  build  a  better  house  for  her;  so  I 
set  to  work  harder  than  ever.     But  the  girl  lived  with  an 

old  woman  who  did  not  want 
her  to  marry  anyone,  for  she 


/ 


THE  WONDERFUI.  WIZARD  OF  OZ.  59 

was  so  lazy  she  wished  the  girl  to  remain  with  her  and  do 
the  cooking  and  the  housework.  So  the  old  woman  went 
to  the  wicked  Witch  of  the  East,  and  promised  her  two 
sheep  and  a  cow  if  she  would  prevent  the  marriage. 
Thereupon  the  wicked  Witch  enchanted  my  axe,  and  when 
I  was  chopping  away  at  my  best  one  day,  for  I  was  anx- 
ious to  get  the  new  house  and  my  wife  as  soon  as  possible, 
the  axe  slipped  all  at  once  and  cut  off  my  left  leg. 

"This  at  first  seemed  a  great  misfortune,  for  I  knew  a 
one-legged  man  could  not  dp  very  well  as  a  wood-chopper. 
So  I  went  to  a  tin-smith  and  had  him  make  me  a  new  leg 
out  of  tin.  The  leg  worked  very  well,  once  I  was  used  to 
it;  but  my  action  angered  the  wicked  Witch  of  the  East, 
for  she  had  promised  the  old  woman  I  should  not  marry 
the  pretty  Munchkin  girl.  When  I  began  chopping  again 
my  axe  slipped  and  cut  off  my  right  leg.  Again  I  went  to 
the  tinner,  and  again  he  made  me  a  leg  out  of  tin.  After 
this  the  enchanted  axe  cut  off  my  arms,  one  after  the 
other;  but,  nothing  daunted,  I  had  them  replaced  with  tin 
ones.  The  wicked  Witch  then  made  the  axe  slip  and  cut 
off  my  head,  and  at  first  I  thought  that  was  the  end  of  me. 
But  the  tinner  happened  to  come  along,  and  he  made  me 
a  new  head  out  of  tin. 

'T  thought  I  had  beaten  the  wicked  Witch  then,  and  I 
worked  harder  than  ever;  but  I  little  knew  how  cruel  my 
enemy  could  be.  She  thought  of  a  new  way  to  kill  my 
love  for  the  beautiful  Munchkin  maiden,  and  made  my  axe 


6o 


THE  WONDERFUL  WIZARD   OF  OZ. 


slip  ag-ain,  so  that  it  cut  right  through  my  body,  spHtting 
me  into  two  halves.  Once  more  the  tinner  came  to  my 
help  and  made  me  a  body  of  tin,  fastening  my  tin  arms 
and  legs  and  head  to  it,  by  means  of  joints,  so  that  I  could 
move  around  as  well  as  ever.  But, alas!  I  had  now  no  heart, 
so  that  I  lost  all  my  love  for  the  Munchkin  girl,  and  did 
not  care  whether  I  married  her  or  not.  I  suppose  she  is 
still  living  with  the  old  woman,  waiting  for  me  to  come 
after  her. 

"My  body  shone  so  brightly  in  the  sun  that  I  felt  very 
proud  of  it  and  it  did  not  matter  now  if  my  axe  slipped,  for 
it  could  not  cut  me.  There  was  only  one  danger — that  my 
joints  would  rust;  but  I  kept  an  oil-can  inmy  cottage  and 
took  care  to  oil  myself  whenever  I  needed  it.  However, 
there  came  a  day  when  I  forgot  to  do  this,  and,  being 

caught  in    a    rainstorm,    before    I 
thought  of  the  danger  my  joints  had 
rusted,  and  I  was  left  to  stand  in 
the  woods  until  you  came  to  help 
me.     It  was  a  terrible  thing  to  un- 
dergo, but  during  the  year  I  stood 
there  I  had  time  to  think  that  the 
greatest  loss  I  had  known  was  the 
loss  of  my  heart.     While  I 
was  in  love  I  was  the  hap- 
piest man  on  earth;  but  no 
one  can  love  who  has  not  a 


THE  WONDERFUL  WIZARD  OF  OZ.  6i 

^^^pleart,  and  so  I  am  resolved  to  ask  Oz  to  give  me 
one.  If  he  does,  I  will  g-o  back  to  the  Munchkin 
maiden  and  marry  her." 

Both  Dorothy  and  the  Scarecrow  had  been 
greatly  interested  in  the  story  of  the  Tin  Woodman,  and 
now  they  knew  why  he  was  so  anxious  to  get  a  new  heart. 

"All  the  same,"  said  the  Scarecrow,  "I  shall  ask  for 
brains  instead  of  a  heart;  for  a  fool  would  not  know  what 
to  do  with  a  heart  if  he  had  one." 

"I  shall  take  the  heart,"  returned  the  Tin  Woodman; 
"for  brains  do  not  make  one  happy,  and  happiness  is  the 
best  thing  in  the  world." 

Dorothy  did  not  say  anything,  for  she  was  puzzled  to 
know  which  of  her  two  friends  was  right,  and  she  decided 
if  she  could  only  get  back  to  Kansas  and  Aunt 
Em  it  did  not  matter  so  much  whether  the 
Woodman  had  no  brains  and  the  Scarecrow 
no  heart,  or  each  got  what  he  wanted. 

What  worried  her  most  was  that  the 
bread  was  nearly  gone,  and  an- 
other meal  for  herself  and  Toto 
would  empty  the  basket.  To  be 
sure  neither  the  Woodman  nor 
the  Scarecrow  ever  ate  anything, 
but  she  was  not  made  of  tin  nor 
straw,  and  could  not  live  unless 
she  was  fed. 


CK'dwpterVI. 
TKe   CowsvrcUy 

Liorv. 


THIS   TIME    DOROTW 

and  her  companions  had  been 
walking-    through    the 
woods.    The  road '  was 
paved  with  yellow  brick,  but  these  were  much  cover^^' 
dried  branches  and  dead  leaves  from  the  trees,-*^!!^':! 
walking-  was  not  at  all  good.  '-^t% 

There  were  few  birds  in  this  part  of  the  forest^if.B 
birds  love  the  open  country  where  there  is  plenty  of  '*su] 
shine;  but  now  and  then  there  came  a  deep  growl  from 
some  wild  animal  hidden  among  the  trees.  These  sounds 
ifiaade.  the  little  girl's  heart  beat  fast,  for  she  did  not  know 


66  THE  WONDERFUL  WIZARD  OF  OZ. 

what  made  them;  but  Toto  knew,  and  he  walked  close  to 
Dorothy's  side,  and  did  not  even  bark  in  return. 

"How  long  will  it  be,"  the  child  asked  of  the  Tin 
Woodman,  "before  we  are  out  of  the  forest?" 

"I  cannot  tell,"  was  the  answer,  "for  I  have  never 
been  to  the  Emerald  City.  But  my  father  went  there  once, 
when  I  was  a  boy,  and  he  said  it  was  a  long  journey 
through  a  dangerous  country,  although  nearer  to  the  city 
where  Oz  dwells  the  country  is  beautiful.  But  I  am  not 
afraid  so  long  as  I  have  my  oil-can,  and  nothing  can  hurt 
the  Scarecrow,  while  you  bear  upon  your  forehead  the 
mark  of  the  good  Witch's  kiss,  and  that  will  protect  you 
from  harm." 

"But  Toto!"  said  the  girl,  anxiously;  "what  will  pro- 
tect him?" 

"We  must  protect  him  ourselves,  if  he  is  in  danger," 
replied  the  Tin  Woodman. 

Just  as  he  spoke  there  came  from  the  forest  a  terrible 
roar,  and  the  next  moment  a  great  Lion  bounded  into 
the  road.  With  one  blow  of  his  paw  he  sent  the  Scare- 
crow spining  over  and  over  to  the  edge  of  the  road,  and 
then  he  struck  at  the  Tin  Woodman  with  his  sharp  claws. 
But,  to  the  Lion's  surprise,  he  could  make  no  impression 
on  the  tin,  although  the  Woodman  fell  over  in  the  road 
and  lay  still. 

Little  Toto,  now  that  he  had  an  enemy  to  face,  ran 
barking  toward  the  Lion,  and  the  great  beast  had  opened 


THE  WONDKRFUI.  WIZARD  OF  OZ.  67 

his  mouth  to  bite  the  dog,  when  Dorothy,  fearing  Toto 
would  be  killed,  and  heedless  of  danger,  rushed  forward 
and  slapped  the  Lion  upon  his  nose  as  hard  as  she  could, 
while  she  cried  out: 

"Don't  you  dare  to  bite  Toto!  You  ought  to  be 
ashamed  of  yourself,  a  big  beast  like  you,  to  bite  a  poor 
little  dog! " 

"I  didn't  bite  him,"  said  the  Lion,  as  he  rubbed  his 
nose  with  his  paw  where  Dorothy  had  hit  it. 

**No,  but  you  tried  to,"  she  retorted.  "You  are  nothing 
but  a  big  coward." 

'T  know  it,"  said  the  Lion,  hanging  his  head  in  shame; 
"Lve  always  known  it.     But  how  can  I  help  it?" 

"I  don't  know,  I'm  sure.  To  think  of  your  striking  a 
stuffed  man,  like  the  poor  Scarecrow!" 

"Is  he  stuffed?"  asked  the  Lion,  in  surprise,  as  he 
watched  her  pick  up  the  Scarecrow  and  set  him  upon  his 
feet,  while  she  patted  him  into  shape  again. 

"Of  course  he's  stuffed,"  replied  Dorothy,  who  was 
still  angry. 

"That's  why  he  went  over  so  easily,"  remarked  the 
Lion.  "It  astonished  me  to  see  him  whirl  around  so.  Is 
the  other  one  stuffed,  also?  " 

"No,"  said  Dorothy,  "he's  made  of  tin."  And  she 
helped  the  Woodman  up  again. 

"That's  why  he  nearly  blunted  my  claws,"  said  the 
Lion.     "When  they  scratched  against  the  tin  it  made  a 


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THE  WONDERFUL  WIZARD  OF  OZ. 


cold  shiver  run  down  my  back.     What  is  that  little  anima| 
you  are  so  tender  of?" 

"He  is  my  dog,  Toto,"  answered  Dorothy. 
"Is  he  made  of  tin,  or  stuffed?"  asked  the  Lion. 
"Neither.     He's  a — a — a  meat  dog,"  said  the  girl. 
"Oh.     He's  a  curious  animal,  and  seems  remarkably 
small,  now  that  I  look  at  him.     No  one  would  think  o^ 
biting  such  a  little  thing  except  a  coward  like  me,"  con-- 
tinned  the  Lion,  sadly.  | 

"What  makes  you  a  coward?"  asked  Dorothy,  look-j 
ing  at  the  great  beast  in  wonder,  for  he  was  as  big  as  a^ 
small  horse.  j 

"It's  a  mystery,"  replied  the  Lion.  "I 
suppose  I  was  born  that  way.  All  the  other 
animals  in  the  forest  naturally  expect  me  to 
be  brave,  for  the  Lion  is  every- 
where thought  to  be  the  King  of 
Beasts.  I  learned  that  if  I  roared 
very  loudly  every  living  thing  was 
frightened  and  got  out  of  my  way. 
Whenever  I've  met  a  man  I've  been 
awfully  scared;  but  I  just  roared  at 
him,  and  he  has  always  run  away 
as  fast  as  he  could  go.  If  the  ele- 
phants and  the  tigers  and  the  bears 
had  ever  tried  to  fight  me,  I  should 
have    run    myself  —  I'm    such    a 


THE   WONDERFUI.   WIZARD  OF  OZ.  69 

coward;  but  just  as  soon  as  they  hear  me  roar  they  all  try 
to  get  away  from  me,  and  of  course  I  let  them  go." 

"But  that  isn't  right.  The  King  of  Beasts  shouldn't 
be  a  coward,"  said  the  Scarecrow. 

"I  know  it,"  returned  the  Lion,  wiping  a  tear  from  his 
eye  with  the  tip  of  his  tail;  "it  is  my  great  sorrow,  and 
makes  my  life  very  unhappy.  But  whenever  there  is  dan- 
ger my  heart  begins  to  beat  fast." 

"Perhaps  you  have  heart  disease,"  said  the  Tin  Wood- 
man. 

"It  may  be,"  said  the  Lion. 

"If  you  have,"  continued  the  Tin  Woodman,  "you 
ought  to  be  glad,  for  it  proves  you  have  a  heart.  For 
my  part,  I  have  no  heart;  so  I  cannot  have  heart 
disease." 

"Perhaps,"  said  the  Lion,  thoughtfully,  "if  I  had  no 
heart  I  should  not  be  a  coward." 

"Have  you  brains?"  asked  the  Scarecrow. 

"I  suppose  so.  I've  never  looked  to  see,"  replied  the 
Lion. 

"I  am  going  to  the  grjeat  Oz  to  ask  him  to  give  me 
some,"  remarked  the  Scarecrow,  "for  my  head  is  stuffed 
with  straw." 

"And  I  am  going  to  ask  him  to  give  me  a  heart,"  said 
the  Woodman. 

"And  I  am  going  to  ask  him  to  send  Toto  and  me 
back  to  Kansas,"  added  Dorothy. 


70  THE  WONDERFUIv  WIZARD   OF  OZ. 

"Do  you  think  Oz  could  give  me  courage?"  asked  the 
cowardly  Lion. 

"Just  as  easily  as  he  could  give  me  brains,"  said  the 
Scarecrow. 

"Or  give  me  a  heart,"  said  the  Tin  Woodman. 

"Or  send  me  back  to  Kansas,"  said  Dorothy. 

"Then,  if  you  don't  mind,  I'll  go  with  you,"  said  the 
Lion,  "for  my  life  is  simply  unbearable  without  a  bit  of 
courage." 

"You  will  be  very  welcome,"  answered  Dorothy,  "for 
you  will  help  to  keep  away  the  other  wild  beasts.  It  seems 
to  me  they  must  be  more  cowardly  than  you  are  if  they 
allow  you  to  scare  them  so  easily." 

"They  really  are,"  said  the  Lion;  "but  that  doesn't 
make  me  any  braver,  and  as  long  as  I  know  myself  to  be 
a  coward  I  shall  be  unhappy." 

So  once  more  the  little  company  set  off  upon  the 
journey,  the  Lion  walking  with  stately  strides  at  Dorothy's 
side.  Toto  did  not  approve  this  new  comrade  at  first,  for 
he  could  not  forget  how  nearly  he  had  been  crushed  be- 
tween the  Lion's  great  jaws;  but  after  a  time  he  became 
more  at  ease,  and  presently  Toto  and  the  Cowardly  Lion 
had  grown  to  be  good  friends. 

During  the  rest  of  that  day  there  was  no  other  adven- 
ture to  mar  the  peace  of  their  journey.  Once,  indeed,  the 
Tin  Woodman  stepped  upon  a  beetle  that  was  crawling 
along  the  road,  and  killed  the  poor  little  thing.    This  made 


THR  WONDERFUIv  WIZARD   OF  OZ.  71 


the  Tin  Woodman  very  unhappy,  for  he  was  always  careful 
not  to  hurt  any  hving  creature;  and  as  he  walked  along  he 
wept  several  tears  of  sorrow  and  regret.  These  tears  ran 
slowly  down  his  face  and  over  the  hinges  of  his  jaw,  and 
there  they  rusted.  When  Dorothy  presently  asked  him  a 
question  the  Tin  Woodman  could  not  open  his  mouth,  for 
his  jaws  were  tightly  rusted  together.  He  became  greatly 
frightened  at  this  and  made  many  motions  to  Dorothy  to 
relieve  him,  but  she  could  not  understand.  The  Lion  was 
also  puzzled  to  know  what  was  wrong. 
But  the  Scarecrow  seized  the  oil-can 
from  Dorothy's  basket  and  oiled  the  iS^ 

W^oodman's  jaws,  so  that  after  a  few 
moments  he  could  talk  as  well  as 
before. 

"This  will  serve  me  a  les- 
son," said  he,  "to  look  where  I 
step.     For  if  I  should  kill  an- 
other bug  or  beetle  I  should 
surely     cry 
again,    and 
crying    rusts 
my    jaw    so 
that  I  cannot 
speak." 

Thereaf- 
ter he  walked 


72  THE  WONDERFUL   WIZARD  OF  OZ. 

very  carefully,  with  his  eyes  on  the  road,  and  when  he  saw 
a  tiny  ant  toiling-  by  he  would  step  over  it,  so  as  not  to 
harm  it.  The  Tin  Woodman  knew  very  well  he  had  no 
heart,  and  therefore  he  took  great  care  never  to  be  cruel 
or  unkind  to  anything. 

"You  people  with  hearts,"  he  said,  "have  something  to 
guide  you,  and  need  never  do  wrong;  but  I  have  no 
heart,  and  so  I  must  be  very  careful,  When  Oz  gives  me 
a  heart  of  course  I  needn't  mind  so  much." 


CK©.pterVn. 
.e  Joi/rrvey  to 
TI\e  Grets^t  Oz. 


^^^*' 


I 


^i 


WERE  obliged 
to  camp  out  that 
nig-ht  under  a 
large  tree  in  the 
forest,  for  there  were  no  houses 
near.  The  tree  made  a  good, 
thick  covering  to  protect  them  from  the  dew,  and  the  Tin 
Woodman  chopped  a  great  pile  of  wood  with  his  axe  and 
Dorothy  built  a  splendid  fire  that  warmed  her  and  made 
her  feel  less  lonely.  She  and  Toto  ate  the  last  of  their 
bread,  and  now  she  did  not  know  what  they  would  do  for 
breakfast. 

"If  you  wish,"  said  the  Lion,  "I  will  go  into  the  forest 


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THE  WONDHRFUL  WIZARD  OF  OZ. 


and  kill  a  deer  for  you.  You  can  roast  it  by  the  fire,  since 
jyour  tastes  are  so  peculiar  that  you  prefer  cooked  food, 
iand  then  you  will  have  a  very  good  breakfast." 

"Don't!  please  don't,"  beg-ged  the  Tin  Woodman. 
'*I  should  certainly  weep  if  you  killed  a  poor  deer,  and 
fthen  my  jaws  would  rust  again." 

^  But  the  Lion  went  away  into  the  forest  and  found 

his  own  supper,  and  no  one  ever  knew  what  it  was,  for  he 
^didn't  mention  it.  And  the  Scarecrow  found  a  tree  full 
[of  nuts  and  filled  Dorothy's  basket  with  them,  so  that  she 
would  not  be  hungry  for  a  long  time.  She  thought  this 
jwas  very  kind  and  thoughtful  of  the  Scarecrow,  but  she 
ilaughed  heartily  at  the  awkward  way  in  which  the  poor 
jcreature  picked  up  the  nuts.  His  padded  hands  were  so 
clumsy  and  the  nuts  were  so  small  that  he  dropped  almost 
as  many  as  he  put  in  the  basket.  But  the  Scarecrow  did 
not  mind  how  long  it  took  him  to  fill  the  basket,  for  it 
enabled  him  to  keep  away  from  the  fire,  as  he 
feared  a  spark  might  get  into  his  straw  and 
burn  him  up.  So  he  kept  a  good  dis- 
tance away  from  the  flames,  and 
only  came  near  to  cover' 
Dorothy  with  dry 
leaves  when  she 
lay  down    to 

'f)^]l\l\Ahs^''^'--    ..       sleep.     These 

kept  her  very 


/ 


THE  WONDERFUL  WIZARD   OE  OZ.  77 

snug  and  warm  and  she  slept  soundly  until    morning. 
When  it  was  daylight  the  girl  bathed  her  face  in  a 
little  rippling  brook  and  soon  after  they  all  started  toward 
the  Emerald  City. 

This  was  to  be  an  eventful  day  for  the  travellers. 
They  had  hardly  been  walking  an  hour  when  they  saw 
before  them  a  great  ditch  that  crossed  the  road  and  divided 
the  forest  as  far  as  they  could  see  on  either  side.  It  was  a 
very  wide  ditch,  and  when  they  crept  up  to  the  edge  and 
looked  into  it  they  could  see  it  was  also  very  deep,  and 
there  were  many  big,  jagged  rocks  at  the  bottom.  The 
sides  were  so  steep  that  none  of  them  could  climb  down, 
and  for  a  moment  it  seemed  that  their  journey  must  end. 

"What  shall  we  do?"  asked  Dorothy,  despairingly. 

**I  haven't  the  faintest  idea,"  said  the  Tin  Woodman; 
and  the  Lion  shook  his  shaggy  mane  and  looked  thought- 
ful.    But  the  Scarecrow  said: 

"We  cannot  fly,  that  is  certain;  neither  can  we  climb 
down  into  this  great  ditch.  Therefore,  if  we  cannot  jump 
over  it,  we  must  stop  where  we  are." 

"I  think  I  could  jump  over  it,"  said  the  Cowardly  Lion, 
after  measuring  the  distance  carefully  in  his  mind. 

"Then  we  are  all  right,"  answered  the  Scarecrow,  "for 
you  can  carry  us  all  over  on  your  back,  one  at  a  time." 

"Well,  I'll  try  it,"  said  the  Lion.     "Who  will  go  first?" 

"I  will,"  declared  the  Scarecrow;  "for,  if  you  found 
that  you  could  not  jump  over  the  gulf,  Dorothy  would  be 


78 


J 


THE  WONDERFUL  WIZARD  OF  OZ. 


killed,  or  the  Tin  Woodman  badly  dented  on  the 
rocks  below.  But  if  I  am  on  your  back  it  will  not 
matter  so  much,  for  the  fall  would  not  hurt  me  at  all." 

**I  am  terribly  afraid  of  falling-,  myself,"  said 
the  Cowardly  Lion,  "but  I  suppose  there  is  nothing 
to  do  but  try  it.    So  get  on  my  back  and  we  will 
make  the  attempt." 

The  Scarecrow  sat  upon  the  Lion's  back,  and 
the  big  beast  walked  to  the  edge  of  the  gulf  and 
crouched  down. 

"Why  don't  you  run  and  jump?"  asked  the  Scarecrow 

"Because  that  isn't  the  way  we  Lions  do  these  things," 
he  replied.  Then  giving  a  great  spring,  he  shot  through 
the  air  and  landed  safely  on  the  other  side.  They  were 
:all  greatly  pleased  to  see  how  easily  he  did  it,  and  after  the 
Scarecrow  had  got  down  from  his  back  the  Lion  sprang 
across  the  ditch  again. 

Dorothy  thought  she  would  go  next;  so  she  took  Toto 
in  her  arms  and  climbed  on  the  Lion's  back,  holding  tightly 
to  his  mane  with  one  hand.  The  next  moment  it  seemed 
as  if  she  was  flying  through  the  air;  and  then,  before  she 
had  time  to  think  about  it,  she  was  safe  on  the  other  side. 
The  Lion  went  back  a  third  time  and  got  the  Tin  Wood- 
man, and  then  they  all  sat  down  for  a  few  moments  to  give 
the  beast  a  chance  to  rest,  for  his  great  leaps  had  made  his 
breath  short,  and  he  panted  like  a  big  dog  that  has  been 
running  too  long. 


THE  WONDERFUL  WIZARD  OF  OZ 


^W-] 


They  found  the 
forest  very  thick  on 
this  side,  and  it  looked 
dark    and    gloomy. 
After  the    Lion    had    rested 
started  along"  the  road  of  yelh 
brick,  silently  wondering,  each 
his  own  mind,  if  ever  they  would 

come  to  the  end  of  the  woods  and  reach  the  bright  sun- 
shine again.  To  add  to  their  discomfort,  they  soon  heard 
strange  noises  in  the  depths  of  the  forest,  and  the  Lion 
whispered  to  them  that  it  was  in  this  part  of  the  country 
that  the  Kalidahs  lived. 

"What  are  the  Kalidahs?"  ksked  the  girl. 

"They  are  monstrous  beasts  with  bodies  like  bears  and 
heads  like  tigers,"  replied  the  Lion;  "and  with  claws 
so  long  and  sharp  that  they  could  tear  me  in  two  as 
easily  as  I  could  kill  Toto.  Fm  terribly  afraid  of  the 
Kalidahs." 


^ 


.^V-  . 


i--^- 


v:." 


8o  THE  WONDERFUL   WIZARD   OF  OZ. 

"I'm  not  surprised  that  you  are,"  returned  Dorothy 
"They  must  be  dreadful  beasts." 

The  Lion  was  about  to  reply  when  suddenly  they 
came  to  another  gulf  across  the  road;  but  this  one  was  so 
broad  and  deep  that  the  Lion  knew  at  once  he  could  not 
leap  across  it. 

So  they  sat  down  to  consider  what  they  should  do, 
and  after  serious  thought  the  Scarecrow  said, 

"Here  is  a  great  tree,  standing  close  to  the  ditch.  If 
the  Tin  Woodman  can  chop  it  down,  so  that  it  will  fall  to 
the  other  side,  we  can  walk  across  it  easily." 

"That  is  a  first  rate  idea,"  said  the  Lion.  "One  would 
almost  suspect  you  had  brains  in  your  head,  instead  of 
straw." 

The  Woodman  set  to  work  at  once,  and  so  sharp  was 
his  axe  that  the  tree  was  soon  chopped  nearly  through. 
Then  the  Lion  put  his  strong  front  legs  against  the  tree 
and  pushed  with  all  his  might,  and  slowly  the  big  tree 
tipped  and  fell  with  a  crash  across  the  ditch,  with  its  top 
branches  on  the  other  side. 

They  had  just  started  to  cross  this  queer  bridge  when 
a  sharp  growl  made  them  all  look  up,  and  to  their  horror 
they  saw  running  toward  them  two  great  beasts  with 
bodies  like  bears  and  heads  like  tigers. 

"They  are  the  Kalidahs!"  said  the  Cowardly  Lion, 
beginning  to  tremble. 

"Quick! "  cried  the  Scarecrow,  "let  us  cross  over." 


TJLe  tree  fell  tcitJi  a  crank  into  tlie  gulf.' 


THE  WONDERFUL  WIZARD   OF  OZ.  8i 

So  Dorothy  went  first,  holding  Toto  in  her  arms;  the 
Tin  Woodman  followed,  and  the  Scarecrow  came  next. 
The  Lion,  although  he  was  certainly  afraid,  turned  to  face 
the  Kalidahs,  and  then  he  gave  so  loud  and  terrible  a  roar 
that  Dorothy  screamed  and  the  Scarecrow  fell  over  back- 
wards, while  even  the  fierce  beasts  stopped  short  and 
looked  at  him  in  surprise. 

But,  seeing  they  were  bigger  than  the  Lion,  and  re- 
membering that  there  were  two  of  them  and  only  one  of 
him,  the  Kalidahs  again  rushed  forward,  and  the  Lion 
crossed  over  the  tree  and  turned  to  see  what  they  would 
do  next.  Without  stopping  an  instant  the  fierce  beasts 
also  began  to  cross  the  tree,  and  the  Lion  said  to  Dorothy, 

"We  are  lost,  for  they  will  surely  tear  us  to  pieces 
with  their  sharp  claws.  But  stand  close  behind  me,  and 
I  will  fight  them  as  long  as  I  am  alive." 

"Wait  a  minute!"  called  the  Scarecrow.  He  had 
been  thinking  what  was  best  to  be  done,  and  now  he  asked 
the  Woodman  to  chop  away  the  end  of  the  tree  that  rested 
on  their  side  of  the  ditch.  The  Tin  Woodman  began  to 
use  his  axe  at  once,  and,  just  as  the  two  Kalidahs  were 
nearly  across,  the  tree  fell  with  a  crash  into  the  gulf,  carry- 
ing the  ugly,  snarling  brutes  with  it,  and  both  were 
dashed  to  peices  on  the  sharp  rocks  at  the  bottom. 

"Well,"  said  the  Cowardly  Lion,  drawing  a  long  breath 
of  relief,  *T  see  we  are  going  to  live  a  little  while  longer, 
and  1  am  glad  of  it,  for  it  must  be  a  very  uncomfortable 


m. 


not  ^  ^ 

oW  creafyres 
ened   me  so  badly  th^\ 
heatij 


Woodrri 

I  had  a-±Le^rt_to  beat 

This  adventar&Tnade 

the  travellers..more,  anxi- 

'-tiran  ever  to  ,^f -^^ 

^g-^iJt^  walked  so 

;  Dorothy  .-^game  tire     _ 

tQ  ride  oa^^fe  Lion's  ba^. 

TO' tkekd£jeat  joy  the  trees  became  thiSier  the  further 

they  advanced^i^nd^n  the  afternoon  th^y~  suddenly  came 

j^^^-^r^ad  rB^er,  flowing-  swiftly  just  before  them.     On 

^T^^tTi£  ot^^^de'5-:die  water  they  could  see  the  road  of  yel- 

\^Mdrriinn%glhroug-h  a  beautiful  country,  with  green 

meS^tvs'dottecf  with  bright  flowers  and  all  the  road  bor- 

^^€red^«ihJ^es  hauling  full-iif  delicious  fruits.     They  were 

eatly  pfcased  to- .^e.  this  delightful  country  before  them. 

^r^=:f__-__ZTfew  shall  \^^^ss  the  riverP^asked  Dorothy. 

"     Kf"^n'L     "^^^^^  easity^-done,"  j-eplied  the  Scarecrow.    "The 

^  "^^^^'^i^  \Yoodman  mu^bmld  u^^^ratt^so  we~  can  float  to  the 

^2i^  et^er-sid€v^---i:^.^J2__^   — 

_r"^--  So  the  Woodman  took  his  axe~a:n[d  began  to  chop 
JL.  do\^  >sgiall  trees  to  make  a  4=aft;:^iTd  while  he  was  busy  at 
^  this  the  Scarecrow  found  on  the  river  barrk-a  tree  full  of 


^ 


THE  WONDKRFUL  WIZARD  OF  OZ. 


83 


fine  fruit.  This  pleased  Dorothy,  who  had  eaten  nothing  but 
nuts  all  day,  and  she  made  a  hearty  meal  of  the  ripe  fruit. 
But  it  takes  time  to  make  a  raft,  even  when  one  is  as 
industrious  and  untiring  as  the  Tin  Woodman,  and  when 
night  came  the  work  was  not  done.  So  they  found  a  cozy 
place  under  the  trees- where  they  slept  well  until  the  morn- 
ing; and  Dorothy  dreamed  of  the  Emerald  City,  and  of 
the  good  Wizard  Oz,  who  would  soon  send  her  back  to 
her  own  home  again. 


1  #|/^    LITTLE   PARTY 

^^  ^  of    travellers    awak- 

ened   next    morning' 
refreshed  and  full  of  hope,  and 
Dorothy    breakfasted    like    a 
princess  off  peaches  and  plums 
from  the  trees  beside  the  river. 
Behind  them  was  the  dark  forest 
they  had  passed  safely  through,  although 
they    had    suffered    many    discourage- 
ments; but  before  them  was  a  lovely, 
sunny  country  that  seemed  to  beckon 
them  on  to  the  Emerald  City. 

To  be  sure,  the  broad  river  now 


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THE  WONDERFUL  WIZARD  OF  OZ. 


cut  them  off  from  this  beautiful  land;  but  the  raft  was 
nearly  done,  and  after  the  Tin  Woodman  had  cut  a  few 
more  logs  and  fastened  them  together  with  wooden  pins, 
they  were  ready  to  start.  Dorothy  sat  down  in  the  middle 
of  the  raft  and  held  Toto  in  her  arms.  When  the  Cow- 
ardly Lion  stepped  upon  the  raft  it  tipped  badly,  for  he 
was  bigf  and  heavy;  but  the  Scarecrow  and  the  Tin  Wood- 
man stood  upon  the  other  end  to  steady  it,  and  they  had 
long  poles  in  their  hands  to  push  the  raft  through  the  water. 
They  got  along  quite  well  at  first,  but  when  they 
reached  the  middle  of  the  river  the  swift  current  swept  the 
raft  down  stream,  farther  and  farther  away  from  the  road 
of  yellow  brick;  and  the  water  grew  so  deep  that  the  long 
poles  would  not  touch  the  bottom. 

"This  is  bad,"  said  the  Tin  Woodman,  "for  if 
we  cannot  get  to  the  land  we  shall  be  carried  into  the 
country  of  the- wicked  Witch  of  the  West,  and  she  will 
enchant  us  and  make  us  her  slaves." 

"And  then  I  should  get  no  brains,"  said  the  Scarecrow. 

"iVnd  I  slioul 
courage,"  said  the 
ardly  Lion. 

"And    I   should   get 
no  heart,"  said  the  Tin 
Woodman. 


THE  WONDERFUL  WIZARD  OF  OZ. 


89 


"And  I  should  never  get  back  to  Kansas,"  said  Dorothy. 

"We  must  certainly  get  to  the  Emerald  City  if  we  can," 
the  Scarecrow  continued,  and  he  pushed  so  hard  on  his  long 
pole  that  it  stuck  fast  in  the  mud  at  the  bottom  of  the  river, 
and  before  he  could  pull  it  out  again,  or  let  go,  the  raft 
was  swept  away  and  the  poor  Scarecrow  left  clinging  to 
the  pole  in  the  middle  of  the  river. 

"Good  bye!"  he  called  after  them,  and  they  were  very 
sorry  to  leave  him;  indeed,  the  Tin  Woodman  began  to 
cry,  but  fortunately  remembered  that  he  might  rust,  and 
so  dried  his  tears  on  Dorothy's  apron. 

Of  course  this  was  a  bad  thing  for  the  Scarecrow. 

"I  am  now  worse  off  than  when  I  first  met  Dorothy," 
he  thought.    "Then,  I  was  stuck  on  a  pole  in  a  cornfield, 
where  I  could  make  believe  scare 
the  crows,  at  any  rate;  but  surely 
there  is  no  use  for  a  Scarecro^ 
stuck  on  a  pole  in  the  middle  of  a 
river.    I  am  afraid  I  shall  never 
have  any  brains,  after  all! " 

Down  the  stream  the  raft 
floated,  and  the  poor  Scarecrow 
fWas  left  far  behind.  Then  the 
'Lion  said: 

"Something  must  be  done  to 
save  us.  I  think  I  can  swim  to 
|he  shore  and  pull  the  raft  after 


THE  WONDERFUIv   WIZARD   OF  OZ. 

me,  if  you  will  only  hold  fast  to  the  ti^ 
of  my  tail." 

So  he  sprang  into  the  water  and 

the  Tin  Woodman  caught  fast  hold  of 

his  tail,  when  the  Lion  began  to  swim 

with  all  his  might  toward  the  shore.    It 

was  hard  work,  although  he  was  so  big; 

but  by  and  by  they  were  drawn  out  of  the  current, 

and  then  Dorothy  took  the  Tin  Woodman's  long 

pole  and  helped  push  the  raft  to  the  land. 

They  were  all  tired  out  when  they  reached  the 
shore  at  last  and  stepped  off  upon  the  pretty  green 
grass,  and  they  also  knew  that  the  stream  had 
carried  them  a  long  way  past  the  road  of  yellow 
brick  that  led  to  the  Emerald  City. 

"What  shall  we  do  now?"  asked  the  Tin 
Woodman,  as  the  Lion  lay  down  on  the  grass  to 
let  the  sun  dry  him. 

"We  must  get  back  to  the  road,  in  some  way," 
said  Dorothy. 

"The  best  plan  will  be  to  walk  along  the  river 
bank  until  we  come  to  the  road  again,"  remarked 
the  Lion. 

So,  when  they  were  rested,  Dorothy  picked 
up  her  basket  and  they  started  along  the  grassy 
bank,  back  to  the  road  from  which  the  river  had 
carried  them.     It  was  a  lovely  country,  with  plenty 


^^ 


THE   WONDERFUI.  WIZARD   OF  OZ.  91 

of  flowers  and  fruit  trees  and  sunshine  to  cheer  them,  and 
had  they  not  felt  so  sorry  for  the  poor  Scarecrow  they 
could  have  been  very  happy. 

They  walked  along  as  fast  as  they  could,  Dorothy 
only  stopping  once  to  pick  a  beautiful  flower;  and  after  a 
time  the  Tin  Woodman  cried  out, 

"Look!" 

Then  they  all  looked  at  the  river  and  saw  the  Scare- 
crow perched  upon  his  pole  in  the  middle  of  the  water, 
looking  very  lonely  and  sad. 

"What  can  we  do  to  save  him?"  asked  Dorothy. 
The  Lion  and  the  Woodman  both  shook  their  heads, 
for  they  did  not  know.    So  they  sat  down  upon  the  bank 
and  gazed  wistfully  at  the  Scarecrow  until  a  Stork  flew  by, 
which,  seeing  them,  stopped  to  rest  at  the  water's  edge. 

"Who  are  you,  and  where  are  you  going?"  asked  the 
Stork. 

"I  am  Dorothy,"  answered  the  girl;  "and  these  are  my 
friends,  the  Tin  Woodman  and  the  Cowardly  Lion;  and 
we  are  going  to  the  Emerald  City." 

"This  is  n't  the  road,"  said  the  Stork,  as  she  twisted  her 
long  neck  and  looked  sharply  at  the  queer  party. 

"I  know  it,"  returned  Dorothy,  "but  we  have  lost  the 
Scarecrow,  and  are  wondering  how  we  shall  get  him  again." 

"Where  is  he?"  asked  the  Stork. 

"Over  there  in  the  river,"  answered  the  girl. 

"If  he  wasn't  so  big  and  heavy  I  would  get  him  for 
you,"  remarked  the  Stork. 


92  THE  WONDERFUL  WIZARD  OF  OZ. 

"He  isn't  heavy  a  bit,"  said  Dorothy,  eagerly,  "for  he 
is  stuffed  with  straw;  and  if  you  will  bring  him  back  to  us 
we  shall  thank  you  ever  and  ever  so  much." 

"Well,  I'll  try,"  said  the  Stork ;"but  if  I  find  he  is  too 
heavy  to  carry  I  shall  have  to  drop  him  in  the  river  again." 
So  the  big  bird  flew  into  the  air  and  over  the  water 
till  she  came  to  where  the  Scarecrow  was  perched  upon 
his  pole.  Then  the  Stork  with  her  great  claws  grabbed  the 
Scarecrow  by  the  arm  and  carried  him  up  into  the  air  and 
back  to  the  bank,  where  Dorothy  and  the  Lion  and  the  Tin 
Woodman  and  Toto  were  sitting. 

When  the  Scarecrow  found  himself  among  his  friends 
again  he  was  so  happy  that  he  hugged  them  all,  even  the 
Lion  and  Toto;  and  as  they  walked  along  he  sang  "Tol-de- 
ri-de-oh! "  at  every  step,  he  felt  so  gay. 

'T  was  afraid  I  should  have  to  stay  in  the  river  for- 
ever," he  said,  "but  the  kind  Stork  saved  me,  and  if  I  ever 
get  any  brains  I  shall  find  the  Stork  again  and  do  it  some 
kindness  in  return." 

"That's  all  right,"  said  the  Stork,  who  was  flying  along 
beside  them.  "I  always  like  to  help  anyone  in  trouble. 
But  I  must  go  now,  for  my  babies  are  waiting  in  the  nest 
for  me.  I  hope  you  will  find  the  Emerald  City  and  that 
Oz  will  help  you." 

"Thank  you,"  replied  Dorothy,  and  then  the  kind 
Stork  flew  into  the  air  and  was  soon  out  of  sight. 

They  walked  along  listening  to  the  singing  of  the 


"  The  Stork  carried  him  up  into  the  air.''' 


THE  WONDERFUL   WIZARD  OF  OZ.  93 

bright-colored  birds  and  looking^  at  the  lovely  flowers 
which  now  became  so  thick  that  the  ground  was  carpeted 
with  them.  There  were  big  yellow  and  white  and  blue 
and  purple  blossoms,  besides  great  clusters  of  scarlet  pop- 
pies, which  were  so  brilliant  in  color  they  almost  dazzled 
Dorothy's  eyes. 

"Aren't  they  beautiful?"  the  girl  asked,  as  she  breathed 
in  the  spicy  scent  of  the  flowers. 

"I  suppose  so,"  answered  the  Scarecrow.  ''When  I 
have  brains  I  shall  probably  like  them  better." 

"If  I  only  had  a  heart  I  should  love  them,"  added  the 
Tin  Woodman. 

'T  always  did  like  flowers,"  said  the  Lion;  "they  seem 
so  helpless  and  frail.  But  there  are  none  in  the  forest  so 
bright  as  these." 

They  now  came  upon  more  and  more  of  the  big 
scarlet  poppies,  and  fewer  and  fewer  of  the  other  flowers; 
and  soon  they  found  themselves  in  the  midst  of  a  great 
meadow  of  poppies.  Now  it  is  well  known  that  when 
there  are  many  of  these  flowers  together  their  odor  is  so 
powerful  that  anyone  who  breathes  it  falls  asleep,  and  if 
the  sleeper  is  not  carried  away  from  the  scent  of  the  flow- 
ers he  sleeps  on  and  on  forever.  But  Dorothy  did  not 
know  this,  nor  could  she  get  away  from  the  bright  red 
flowers  that  were  everywhere  about;  so  presently  her  eyes 
grew  heavy  and  she  felt  she  must  sit  down  to  rest  and  to 
sleep. 


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THE  WONDERFUIv  WIZARD  OF  OZ. 


But  the  Tin  Woodman  would  not  let  her  do  this. 
"We  must  hurry  and  get  back  to  the  road  of  yellow 
brick  before  dark,"  he  said;  and  the  Scarecrow  agreed 
with  him.  So  they  kept  walking  until  Dorothy  could  stand 
no  longer.  Her  eyes  closed  in  spite  of  herself  and  she  forgot 
where  she  was  and  fell  among  the  poppies,  fast  asleep. 
"What  shall  we  do?"  asked  the  Tin  Woodman. 

"If  we  leave  her  here  she  will  die,"  said  the 
Lion.  "The  smell  of  the  flowers  is  killing  us 
all.  I  myself  can  scarcely  keep  my  eyes  open 
and  the  dog  is  asleep  already." 

It  was  true;  Toto  had  fallen  down  beside 
his  little  mistress.     But  the  Scarecrow  and  the 
Tin  Woodman,  not  being  made  of  flesh,  were 
troubled  by  the  scent  of  the  flowers. 


THE  WONDERFUL  WIZARD  OF  OZ. 


95 


"Run  fast,"  said  the  Scarecrow  to  the  Lion,  "and  get 
out  of  this  deadly  flower-bed  as  soon  as  you  can.  We  will 
bring  the  little  girl  with  us,  but  if  you  should  fall  asleep 
you  are  too  big  to  be  carried." 

So  the  Lion  aroused  himself  and  bounded  forward  as 
fast  as  he  could  go.     In  a  moment  he  was  out  of  sight. 

"Let  us  make  a  chair  with  our  hands,  and  carry  her," 

said  the  Scarecrow.    So  they  picked  up  Toto  and  put  the 

dog  in  Dorothy's  lap,  and  then  they  made  a  chair  with 

their  hands  for  the  seat  and  their  arms  for  the  arms  and 

carried  the  sleeping  girl  between  them  through 

the  flowers. 

On  and  on  they  walked,  and  it  seemed  that 
the  great  carpet  of  deadly  flowers  that  surrounded 
them  would  never  end.  They  followed  the  bend 
of  the  river,  and  at  last  came  upon  their  friend 
the  Lion,  lying  fast  asleep  among  the  poppies. 
The  flowers  had  been  too  strong  for  the  huge 
beast  and  he  had  given  up,  at  last,  and  fallen 
only  a  short  distance  from  the  end  of  the  poppy- 
w^^^^  ^^/^  ^^^'  ^^1^^^^  the  sweet  grass  spread  in  beautiful 
wW,i9^  f        green  fields  before  them. 

J  "We  can  do  nothing  for  him,"  said  the  Tin 

Woodman,  sadly;  "for  he  is  much  too  heavy  to 
lift.  We  must  leave  him  here  to  sleep  on  for- 
ever, and  perhaps  he  will  dream  that  he  has 
found  courage  at  last." 


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96 


THE  WONDKRFUI.  WIZARD  OF  OZ. 


"I'm  sorry,"  said  the  Scarecrow;  "the  Lion  was  a  very 
good  comrade  for  one  so  cowardly.     But  let  us  go  on." 

They  carried  the  sleeping  girl  to  a  pretty  spot  beside 
the  river,  far  enough  from  the  poppy  field  to  prevent  her 
breathing  any  more  of  the  poison  of  the  flowers,  and  here 
they  laid  her  gently  on  th^soft  grass  and  waited  for  the 
fresh 


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CK^pterlX 


TKe  Qi/eerv 


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Field  Mice. 


CANNOT   BE   FAR 

from  the  road  of  yellow 

brick,  now,"  remarked  the 

Scarecrow,  as  he  stood  beside  the 

girl,  "for  we  have  come  nearly  as 

far  as  the  river  carried  us  away." 

The  Tin  Woodman  was  about 

to  reply  when  he  heard  a  low  growl, 

m^^is  head  (which  worked  beautifully  on  hinges) 

a  strange  beast  come  bounding  over  the  grass 

towards  them.     It  was,  indeed,  a  great,  yellow  wildcat,  and 

ithe  Woodman  thought  it  must  be  chasing  something,  for 

its  ears  were  lying  close  to  its  head  and  its  mouth  was  wide 

open,  showing  two  rows  of  ugly  teeth,  while  its  red  eyes 

lowed  like  balls  of  fire.     As  it  came  nearer  the  Tin 

v\ 


loo  THE   WONDERFUL   WIZARD  'OF  OZ. 

Woodman  saw  that  running  before  the  beast  was  a  little 
g-ray  field-mouse,  and  although  he  had  no  heart  he  knew  it 
was  wrong  for  the  wildcat  to  try  to  kill  such  a  pretty,  harm- 
less creature. 

So  the  Woodman  raised  his  axe,  and  as  the  wildcat 
ran  by  he  gave  it  a  quick  blow  that  cut  the  beast's  head 
clean  off  from  its  body,  and  it  rolled  over  at  his  feet  in  two 
pieces. 

The  field-mouse,  now  that  it  was  freed  from  its  enemy, 
stopped  short;  and  coming  slowly  up  to  the  Woodman  it 
said,  in  a  squeaky  little  voice, 

"Oh,  thank  you!  Thank  you  ever  so  much  for  saving 
my  life." 

"Don't  speak  of  it,  I  beg  of  you,"  replied  the  Wood- 
man. ■*!  have  no  heart,  you  know,  so  I  am  careful  to  help 
all  those  who  may  need  a  friend,  even  if  it  happens  to  be 
only  a  mouse." 

"Only  a  mouse!"  cried  the  little  animal,  indignantly; 
"why,  I  am  a  Queen — the  Queen  of  all  the  fi(dd-mice! " 

"Oh,  indeed,"  said  the  Woodman,  making  a  bow. 

"Therefore  you  have  done  a  great  deed,  as  well  as  a 
brave  one,  in  saving  my  life,"  added  the  Queen. 

At  that  moment  several  mice  were  seen  running  up 
as  fast  as  their  little  legs  could  carry  them,  and  when  they 
saw  their  Queen  they  exclaimed, 

"Oh,  your  Majesty,  we  thought  you  would  be  killed! 
How  did  you  manage  to  escape  the  great  Wildcat?"  and 


THE  WONDERFUL  WIZARD   OF  OZ. 


lOI 


they  all  bowed  so  low  to  the  little  Queen  that  they  almost 
stood  upon  their  heads. 

"This  funny  tin  man,"  she  answered,  "killed  the  Wild- 
cat and  saved  my  life.  So  hereafter  you  must  all  serve 
him,  and  obey  his  slightest  wish." 

"We  will!"  cried  all  the  mice,  in  a  shrill  chorus.  And 
then  they  scampered  in  all  directions,  for  Toto  had  awak- 
ened from  his  sleep,  and  seeing  all  these  mice  around  him 
he  gave  one  bark  of  delight  and  jumped  right  into  the  mid- 
dle of  the  group.  Toto  had  always  loved  to  chase  mice 
when  he  lived  in  Kansas,  and  he  saw  no  harm  in  it. 

But  the  Tin  W^^oodman  caught  the  dog  in  his  arms 
and  held  him  tight,  while  he  called  to  the  mice:  "Come 
back!  come  back!  Toto  shall  not  hurt  you." 

At  this  the  Queen  of  the  Mice  stuck  her  head  out 
from  a  clump  of  grass  and  asked,  in 
a  timid  voice, 

"Are  you  sure  he  will  not  bite  us?  " 

"I   will   not   let   him,"   said  the 
Woodman;  "so  do  not  be  afraid." 

One  by  one  the  mice  came  creep- 
ing back,  and  Toto  did  not  bark  again, 
although  he  tried  to  get  out  of 
the  Woodman's  arms,  and  would 
have  bitten  him  had'  he  not  known 
very  well  he  was  made  of  tin.  Finally.  . 
one  of  the  biggest  mice^spiake.,:v-\vi^-,3>^ 


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:-^v^- 


I02  THE   WONDERFUL   WIZARD  OF  OZ. 

"Is  there  anything-  we  can  do,"  it  asked,  "to  repay  you 
for  saving  the  Hfe  of  our  Queen?" 

"Nothing  that  I  know  of,"  answered  the  Woodman; 
but  the  Scarecrow,  who  had  been  trying  to  think,  but  could 
not  because  his  head  was  stuffed  with  straw,  said,  quickly, 

"Oh,  yes;  you  can  save  our  friend,  the  Cowardly  Lion, 
who  is  asleep  in  the  poppy  bed." 

"A  Lion!"  cried  the  little  Queen;  "why,  he  would  eat 
us  all  up." 

"Oh,  no;"  declared  the  Scarecrow;  "this  Lion  is  a 
coward." 

"Really?"  asked  the  Mouse. 

"He  says  so  himself,"  answered  the  Scarecrow,  "and 
he  would  never  hurt  anyone  who  is  our  friend.  If  you  will 
help  us  to  save  him  I  promise  that  he  shall  treat  you  all 
with  kindness," 

"Very  well,"  said  the  Queen,  "we  will  trust  you.  But 
what  shall  we  do?  " 

"Are  there  many  of  these  mice  which  call  you  Queen 
and  are  willing  to  obey  you?" 

"Oh,  yes;  there  are  thousands,"  she  replied. 

"Then  send  for  them  all  to  come  here  as  soon  as  possi- 
ble, and  let  each  one  bring  a  long  piece  of  string." 

The  Queen  turned  to  the  mice  that  attended  her  and 
told  them  to  go  at  once  and  get  all  her  people.  As  soon 
as  they  heard  her  orders  they  ran  away  in  every  direction 
as  fast  as  possible. 


Permit  me  to  introduce  to  you  her  Majesty,  tlie  Queen." 


THE  WONDERFUL   WIZARD  OF  OZ.  103 

**Now,"  said  the  Scarecrow  to  the  Tin  Woodman, 
"you  must  go  to  those  trees  by  the  river-side  and  make  a 
truck  that  will  carry  the  Lion." 

So  the  Woodman  went  at  once  to  the  trees  and  began 
to  work;  and  he  soon  made  a  truck  out  of  the  limbs  of 
trees,  from  which  he  chopped  away  all  the  leaves  and 
branches.  He  fastened  it  together  with  wooden  pegs  and 
made  the  four  wheels  out  of  short  pieces  of  a  big  tree- 
trunk.  So  fast  and  so  well  did  he  work  that  by  the  time 
the  mice  began  to  arrive  the  truck  was  all  ready  for  them. 

They  came  from  all  directions,  and  there  were  thou- 
sands of  them:  big  mice  and  little  mice  and  middle-sized 
mice;  and  each  one  brought  a  piece  of  string  in  his  mouth. 
It  was  about  this  time  that  Dorothy  woke  from  her  long 
sleep  and  opened  her  eyes.  She  was  greatly  astonished  to 
find  herself  lying  upon  the  grass,  with  thousands  of  mice 
standing  around  and  looking  at  her  timidly.  But  the 
Scarecrow  told  her  about  everything,  and  turning  to  the 
dignified  little  Mouse,  he  said, 

"Permit  me  to  introduce  to  you  her  Majesty,  the 
Queen." 

Dorothy  nodded  gravely  and  the  Queen  made  a 
courtesy,  after  which  she  became  quite  friendly  with  the 
little  girl. 

The  Scarecrow  and  the  Woodman  now  began  to 
fasten  the  mice  to  the  truck,  using  the  strings  they  had 
brought.     One  end  of  a  string  was  tied  around  the  neck 


I04 


THE  WONDERFUL  WIZARD  OF  OZ. 


of  each  mouse  and  the  other  end  to  the  truck.    Of  course 

the  truck  was  a  thousand  times  bigger  than  any  of  the 

rafice  who  were  to  draw  it;  but  when  all  the  mice  had  been 

^arnessed  they  were  able  to  pull  it  quite  easily.     Even  the 

/Scarecrow  and  the  Tin  Woodman  could  sit  on  it,  and  were 

dravc^-n  s\viftly  by  their  queer  little  horses  to  the  place 

here  the  Lion  lay  asleep. 

fAft^  a  great  deal  of  hard  work,  for  the  Lion  was 
/.,4ieaY^j^tliey, managed  to-get  te^r^^il^the  truck.    Then 


^^^mi^^^ 


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THE  WONDERFUIv  WIZARD   OF  OZ. 


105 


the  Queen  hurriedly  gave  her  people  the  order  to  start,  for 
she  feared  if  the  mice  stayed  among  -ib^^#oppies  too  long 
they  also  would  fall  asleep.  ^^^^^;^'    -^^ 
?5^  ~     At  first  the  little  cfeaturSs"  many  though  they  were, 
is^ould  hardly  stir  the  heavily  loaded  truck;  but  the  Wood- 
-   man  and  the  Scarecrow  both  pushed   from  behind,  and 
they  got  along  better.     Soon  they  rolled  the  Lion  out  <M 
the  poppy  bed  to  the  green  fields,  where  he  could,  breathe 
-the  sweet,  fresh  air  again,  instead  of  the  poisonous  scent  o'L 
-tHe  flowers. 


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THE  WONDERFUL  WIZARD  OF  OZ. 


Dorothy  came  to  meet  them  and  thanked  the  little 
mice  warmly  for  saving  her  companion  from  death.  She 
had  grown  so  fond  of  the  bigf  Lion  she  was  glad  he  had 
been  rescued. 

Then  the  mice  were  unharnessed  from  the  truck  and 
scampered  away  through  the  grass  to  their  homes.  The 
Queen  of  the  Mice  was  the  last  to  leave. 

*Tf  ever  you  need  us  again,"  she  said,  "come  out  into 
the  field  and  call,  and  we  shall  hear  you  and  come  to  your 
assistance.    Goodbye!" 

"Good  bye!"  they  all  answered,  and  away  the  Queen 
ran,  while  Dorothy  held  Toto  tightly  lest  he  should  run  after 
her  and  frighten  her. 

After  this  they  sat  down  beside  the  Lion  until  he 
should  awaken;  and  the  Scarecrow  brought  Dorothy  some 
fruit  from  a  tree  near  bA\;^ttiiill(i//i^        for  her  dinner. 


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i'^^QME  THH^^EFORE  the 

Cowardly  Lion  awakened,  for  he  had  lain 

ig"  the  poppies  a  long"  while,  breath- 

^;;,;A}i«'^'^''Tng-    in  their  deadly  fragrance;   but  when 

he    did    open    his   eyes    and    roll    off   the 

truck  he  W^^  yery  glad  to  find  himself  still 

,  .         alive.     MMl 

'f-jrafi  as  fast  as  1' could,"  he  said,  sitting  down  and 

^"•yawniijt^^'but  the  flowers  were  too  strong  for  me.     How 

did  ydU^get  me  put?"        ''M|iijjii,  .. 

»^lfen*they'  told  him  or  tlie  'field-mice,  and  how  they 

IP  jihad  gitieroubly  saved  him  from  death;  and  the  Cowardly 

r&ioiTRjj^ighed.^nd  said,  '    '  ' , , 

I  fliy'^  '*^*\ave  always  thought  myself  very  big  and  terrible; 

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THK  WONDERFUL  WIZARD  OF  OZ. 


and  such  small  animals  as  mice  have  saved  my  life.  How 
strange  it  all  is!  But,  comrades,  what  shall  we  do  now?" 
"We  must  journey  on  until  we  find  the  road  of  yellow 
brick  again,"  said  Dorothy;  "and  then  we  can  keep  on  to 
the  Emerald  City." 

So,  the  Lion  being  fully  refreshed,  and  feeling  quite 
himself  again,  they  all  started  upon  4:he- journey,  greatly 
enjoying  tlie  walk  through  the; soft,  fresh  grass;  and  it  was 
nOtlong  before  they  reac^d3h§:j0atf  of  yeifbw  T)^^^^  and 
turned  aga^;:^^^^i:i6^merald  ^S^^where  the  grej^J^^ 

Oz  dwjpllr 

The  f^5^ 
paved,  now,  and  the  countrf^  abotrt^^s^ 
-i^-was  beaiitiful;   so  that  the  travelers^ 
rejoiced  in  leavfng^  the  forest  far  be- 
■0-%.:.  \  hind,  and  with  it  the  many  danger^'^^^3 
they.^ad  ng.et  in  its  gloom)i_s^c 


THE  WONDERFUL  WIZARD  OF  OZ. 

Once  more  they  could  see  fences  built  beside  the 

but  these  were  painted  green,  and  when  they  cam 

small  house,  in  which  a  farmer  evidently  lived,  th.a! 

was  painted  green.    They.passed  by  several  of  these  house^-ini  TTi 


during  the  afterni3tDn,  -and  sometimes  people  came  to  the 

ctoors  and  looked  at  them  as  if  .they  would  like  to  asK,.,!.'!^^;.'.^^:''''''' 

questions;  but  no  one  came  near  thenriior  spoke  to- them  H'«)||M 


J)ecause  of  the  great  Lion,  of  which  they  were  much  afraid, 
^he  people  were  all  dressed  in  clothing  of  a  l^^ely  e^merald 
^reen   coloi^^^'^wore^peaked    hats    like    tho%^f  ,^0 
Munchkins.  C 

'This  must  be  the  Land  of  Oz,"  said^Dor(|tliy,  ^!,and 
we._are^4ureLy.  getting  near  the  Emerald  Cit4"^ 
~"^^""''  answered  the  Scarecrow;  "everytliinff  is 
ere,  while  inthe  country  of  the  Mui 
^l^avorite  color.    But  the  people 
not  seem  to  be  as  friendly  as 
unchkins  andl'm  afraid  we;,shall 
mable  to  finrd^^^SSlo  pa'^ 

o;(^I  should  like  something  to  eat 
bsides   fruit,"  said  the  girl,  "a 
'm    sure  Toto  is  nearly    starv 
et  us  stop  at  the  next  house  a 
alk  to  the  people.l^/^v^         ■  W 
So,  when  they  canie'to  2t 
rm  house,  Dorot^^#alked 


112  THE  WONDERFUIv  WIZARD  OF  OZ. 

boldly  up  to  the  door  and  knocked.    A  woman  opened  it 
just  far  enough  to  look  out,  and  said, 

"What  do  you  want,  child,  and  why  is  that  great  Lion 
with  you?" 

"We  wish  to  pass  the  night  with  you,  if  you  will  allow 
us,"  answered  Dorothy;  "and  the  Lion  is  my  friend  and 
comrade,  and  would  not  hurt  you  for  the  world." 

"Is  he  tame?"  asked  the  woman,  opening  the  door  a 
little  wider. 

"Oh,  yes;"  said  the  girl,  "and  he  is  a  great  coward, 
too;  so  that  he  will  be  more  afraid  of  you  than  "you  are 
of  him." 

"Well,"  said  the  woman,  after  thinking  it  over  and 
taking  another  peep  at  the  Lion,  "if  that  is  the  case  you 
may  come  in,  and  I  will  give  you  some  supper  and  a  place 
to  sleep." 

So  they  all  entered  the  house,  where  there  were,  besides 
the  woman,  two  children  and  a  man.  The  man  had  hurt  his 
leg,  and  was  lying  on  the  couch  in  a  corner.  They  seemed 
greatly  surprised  to  see  so  strange  a  company,  and  while 
the  woman  was  busy  laying  the  table  the  man  asked, 

"Where  are  you  all  going?" 

"To  the  Emerald  City,"  said  Dorothy,  "to  see  the 
Great  Oz." 

"Oh,  indeed!"  exclaimed  the  man.  "Are  you  sure 
that  Oz  will  see  you?" 

"Why  not?"  she  replied. 


THE  WONDERFUL   WIZARD  OF   OZ. 


"3 


"Why,  it  is  said  that  he  never  lets  any  one  come  into 
his  presence.  I  have  been  to  the  Emerald  City  many 
times,  and  it  is  a  beautiful  and  wonderful  place;  but  I  have 
never  been  permitted  to  see  the  Great  Oz,  nor  do  I  know 
of  any  living  person  who  has  seen  him." 

"Does  he  never  go  out?"  asteed  the  Scarecrow. 

"Never.  He  sits  day  after  day  in  the  great  throne 
room  of  his  palace,  and  even  those  who  wait  upon  him  d(|^ 
not  see  him  face  to  face."  \  ^4 zz — —    /^li-i' 

"What  is  he  like? "  asked  the  girl.    W^/^'       y/(\  1; |[ 

"That  is  hard  to  tell,"  said  the  man,  thoughttully 
"You  see,  Oz  is  a  great  Wizard,  arid  can  take  on  any  form 
he  wishes.     So  that  some  say  he  looks  like  a  bird;  and 
some  say  he  looks  like  an  elephant;  and  some  say  he  looks 
like  a  cat.    To  others  he  appears  as  a  beautifLil,,f^l^yi„,Qr  a 
brownie,  or    in    any    other   form  that   ^      >— ^ 
pleases  him.     But  who  the  real  Qz  i^,' 
when  he  is  in  his  own  foi^m 
person  can  tell." 

"That  is  very  strange,"  said 
thy;  "but  we   must  tr>^,  in 
some  way,  to  see  him,  oxv^t 
shall  have  made^ur|jjou 
ney  for  nothing."^^    'si  '■ ' ! ' 

"Why  do  you  wish  tc); 
see  the  terrible  Oz?  "  asked 
the  man. 


114  I'HE   WONDKRFUI.   WIZARD  OF   OZ. 

"I  want  him  to  give  me  some  brains,"  said  the  Scare- 
crow, eagerly. 

"Oh,  Oz  could  do  that  easily  enough,"  declared  the 
man.    "He  has  more  brains  than  he  needs." 

"And  I  want  him  to  give  me  a  heart,"  said  the  Tin 
Woodman. 

"That  will  not  trouble  him,"  continued  the  man,  "for 
Oz  has  a  large  collection  of  hearts,  of  all  sizes  and  shapes." 

"And  I  want  him  to  give  me  courage,"  said  the  Cow- 
ardly Lion, 

"Oz  keeps  a  great  pot  of  courage  in  his  throne  room," 
said  the  man,  "which  he  has  covered  with  a  golden  plate, 
to  keep  it  from  running  over.  He  will  be  glad  to  give  you 
some." 

"And  I  want  him  to  send  me  back  to  Kansas,"  said 
Dorothy. 

"Where  is  Kansas?"  asked  the  man,  in  surprise. 

"I  don't  know,"  replied  Dorothy,  sorrowfully;  "but  it 
is  my  home,  and  I'm  sure  it's  somewhere." 

"Very  likely.  Well,  Oz  can  do  anything;  so  I  suppose 
he  will  find  Kansas  for  you.  But  first  you  must  get  to  see 
him,  and  that  will  be  a  hard  task;  for  the  great  Wizard 
does  not  like  to  see  anyone,  and  he  usually  has  his  own 
way.  But  what  do  you  want?"  he  continued,  speaking  to 
Toto.  Toto  only  wagged  his  tail;  for,  strange  to  say,  he 
could  not  speak. 

The  woman  now  called  to  them  that  supper  was  ready. 


"  The  Lion  ate  some  of  the  porridge. 


THE  WONDERFUL  WIZARD   OF  OZ.  115 

SO  they  gathered  around  the  table  and  Dorothy  ate  some 
dehcious  porridge  and  a  dish  of  scrambled  eggs  and  a 
plate  of  nice  white  bread,  and  enjoyed  her  meal.  The  Lion 
ate  some  of  the  porridge,  but  did  not  care  for  it,  saying  it 
was  made  from  oats  and  oats  were  food  for  horses,  not  for 
lions.  The  Scarecrow  and  the  Tin  Woodman  ate  nothing 
at  all.  Toto  ate  a  little  of  everything,  and  was  glad  to  get 
a  good  supper  again. 

The  woman  now  gave  Dorothy  a  bed  to  sleep  in,  and 
Toto  lay  down  beside  her,  while  the  Lion  guarded  the  door 
of  her  room  so  she  might  not  be  disturbed.  The  Scare- 
crow and  the  Tin  Woodman  stood  up  in  a  corner  and  kept 
quiet  all  night,  although  of  course  they  could  not  sleep. 

The  next  morning,  as  soon  as  the  sun  was  up,  they 
started  on  their  way,  and  soon  saw  a  beautiful  green  glow 
in  the  sky  just  before  them. 

'That  must  be  the  Emerald  City,"  said  Dorothy. 

As  they  walked  on,  the  green  glow  became  brighter 
and  brighter,  and  it  seemed  that  at  last  they  were  nearing 
the  end  of  their  travels.  Yet  it  was  afternoon  before  they 
came  to  the  great  wall  that  surrounded  the  City.  It  was 
high,  and  thick,  and  of  a  bright  green  color. 

In  front  of  them,  and  at  the  end  of  the  road  of  yellow 
brick,  was  a  big  gate,  all  studded  with  emeralds  that  glit- 
tered so  in  the  sun  that  even  the  painted  eyes  of  the  Scare- 
crow were  dazzled  by  their  brilliancy. 

There  was  a  bell  beside  the  gate,  and  Dorothy  pushed 


ii6 


THE  WONDERFUL  WIZARD  OF  OZ. 


the  button  and  heard  a  silvery  tinkle  sound  within.  Then 
the  big  gate  swung  slowly  open,  and  they  all  passed 
through  and  found  themselves  in  a  high  arched  room,  the 
walls  of  which  glistened  with  countless  emeralds. 

Before  them  stood  a  little  man  about  the  same  size 
as  the  Munchkins.  He  was  clothed  all  in  green,  from  his 
head  to  his  feet,  and  even  his  skin  was  of  a  greenish  tint. 
At  his  side  was  a  large  green  box. 

When  he  saw  Dorothy  and  her  companions  the  man 
asked, 

"What  do  you  wish  in  the  Emerald  City?" 
"We  came  here  to  see  the  Great  Oz,"  said  Dorothy. 
The  man  was  so  surprised  at  this  answer  that  he  sat 
do\An  to  think  it  over. 

"It  has  been  many  years  since  anyone  asked  me  to  see 
Oz,"  he  said,  shaking  his  head  in  perplexity.  "He  is  power- 
ful and  terrible,  and  if  you  come  on  an  idle  or  foolish 
errand  to  bother  the  wise  reflections  of  the  Great  Wizard, 
he  might  be  angry  and  destroy  you  all  in  an  instant." 


THK  WONDERFUL  WIZARD  OF  OZ. 


117 


"But  it  is  not  a  foolish  errand,  nor  an  idle  ori^,"  re- 
plied the  Scarecrow;  "it  is  important.  And  we  h,m,^Sten 
told  that  Oz  is  a  good  Wizard."  _^:  4^^^  1^ 

"So  he  is,"  said  the  green  man;  "and  Ife'^Ssfe^he 
Emerald  City  wisely  and  well.  But  to  those  who  are  not 
honest,  or  who  approach  him  from  curiosity,  he  is  most 
terrible,  and  few  have  ever  dared  ask  to  see  his  face.  I 
am  the  Guardian  of  the  Gates,  and  since  you  demand  to 
see  the  Great  Oz  I  must  take  you  to  his  palace.  «5^>iit  first 
you  must  put  on  the  spectacles."  ^^^^^  ' 

"Why?"  asked  Dorothy.  '  Wll0<. 

"Because  if  you  did  not  wear  spectacles  the^  brightness 
and  glory  of  the  Emerald  City  would  blind  you.  Even 
those  who  live  in  the  City  must  wear  spectacles  nig"ht  and 
day.  They  are  all  locked  on,  for  Oz  so  ordered  it  when 
the  City  w^as  first  built,  and  I  have  the  only  key-  that  will 
unlock  them." 

He  opened  the  big  box,  and  Dorothy  saw  that  it  was 
filled  with  spectacles  of  every  size 
and  shape.  All  of  them  had  green 
glasses  in  them.  The  Guardian 
of  the  gates  found  a  pair  that 
would  just  fit  Dorothy  and  put 
them  over  her  eyes.    There  were 


ii8  THE   WONDERFUI.  WIZARD   OF   OZ. 

two  golden  bands  fastened  to  them  that  passed  around 
the  back  of  her  head,  where  they  were  locked  together  by 
a  little  key  that  was  at  the  end  of  a  chain  the  Guardian  of 
the  Gates  wore  around  his  neck.  When  they  were  on, 
Dorothy  could  not  take  them  off  had  she  wished,  but  of 
course  she  did  not  want  to  be  blinded  by  the  glare  of  the 
Emerald  City,  so  she  said  nothing. 

Then  the  green  man  fitted  spectacles  for  the  Scare- 
crow and  the  Tin  Woodman  and  the  Lion,  and  even  on 
little  Toto;  and  all  were  locked  fast  with  the  key. 

Then  the  Guardian  of  the  Gates  put  on  his  own 
glasses  and  told  them  he  was  ready  to  show  them  to  the 
palace.  Taking  a  big  golden  key  from  a  peg  on  the  wall 
he  opened  another  gate,  and  they  all  followed  him  through 
the  portal  into  the  streets  of  the  Emerald  City. 


CN&vpter  XL 
TKe  Woi\derfi/l 

ErcN^erswld  City  of  OX. 


vei\ 


WITH     EYES 

protected  by  the 
green  spectacles 
Dorothy  and  her  friends  were  at 
first  dazzled  by  the  brilliancy  of 
the  wonderful  City.  The  streets 
were  lined  with  beautiful  houses 
of  g-reen  marble  and  studded  everywhere  with 
sparkling  emeralds.  They  walked  over  a  pavement  of  the 
same  green  marble,  and  where  the  blocks  were  joined  to- 
gether were  rows  of  emeralds,  set  closely,  and  glittering  in 
the  brightness  of  the  sun.  The  window  panes  were  of 
green  glass;  even  the  sky  above  the  City  had  a  green  tint, 
and  the  rays  of  the  sun  were  green. 

There  were  many  people,  men,  women  and  children, 


122  THE  WONDERFUL   WIZARD  OF  OZ. 

walking-  about,  and  these  were  all  dressed  in  green  clothes 
and  had  greenish  skins.  They  looked  at  Dorothy  and  her 
strangely  assorted  company  with  wondering  eyes,  and  the 
children  all  ran  away  and  hid  behind  their  mothers  when 
they  saw  the  Lion;  but  no  one  spoke  to  them.  Many 
shops  stood  in  the  street,  and  Dorothy  saw  that  everything 
in  them  was  g^reen.  Green  candy  and  g^reen  pop-corn  were 
offered  for  sale,  as  well  as  g^reen  shoes,  green  hats  and 
green  clothes  of  all  sorts.  At  one  place  a  man  was  selling 
green  lemonade,  and  when  the  children  bought  it  Dorothy 
could  see  that  they  paid  for  it  with  g"reen  pennies. 

There  seemed  to  be  no  horses  nor  animals  of  any 
kind;  the  men  carried  things  around  in  little  green  carts, 
which  they  pushed  before  them.  Everyone  seemed  happy 
and  contented  and  prosperous. 

The  Guardian  of  the  Gates  led  them  through  the 
streets  until  they  came  to  a  big  building,  exactly  in  the 
middle  of  the  City,  which  was  the  Palace  of  Oz,  the  Great 
Wizard.  There  was  a  soldier  before  the  door,  dressed  in 
a  green  uniform  and  wearing  a  long  green  beard. 

"Here  are  strangers,"  said  the  Guardian  of  the  Gates 
to  him,  "and  they  demand  to  see  the  Great  Oz." 

"Step  inside,"  answered  the  soldier,  "and  I  will  carry 
your  message  to  him." 

So  they  passed  through  the  Palace  gates  and  were 
led  into  a  big  room  with  a  g^reen  carpet  and  lovely  green 
furniture  set  with  emeralds.    The  soldier  made  them  all 


"Oh,  no;"  returned  the  soldier;   "I 
j^e  never  seen  him.    But  I  spoke  to 
lim  as  he  sat  behind  his  screen,  and| 
igave  him  your  message.     He  says  he 
will  grant  you  an  audience,  if  you  so  de- 
sire; but  each  one  of  you  must  enter  his 
presence  alone,  and  he  will  admit  but 
,one  each  day.    Therefore,  as  you  must 
Remain  in  the  Palace  for  several  days,  I 
J  have  you  shown  to  rooms  where 
™l^|nay  rest  in  comfort    after    your 
,^  ^     JOTirney." 

rt%^.Cii:U^  "Thank  you,"  replied  the  girl;  "that 
i^very  kind  of  Oz." 

'The  soldier  now  blew  upon  a  green 
whistle,  and  at  once  a  young  girl,  dressed 
in  a  pretty  green  silk  gown,  entered  the 


124 


I,  / 


THE  WONDERFUL  WIZARD  OF  OZ. 


rooi^^fee  had  lovely  g^reen  hair  and  green  eyes,  and  she 
bow^xIi;|#jfeefore  Dorothy  as  she  said, 

I  will  show  you  your  room." 

i  good-bye  to  all  her  friends  except 

dog"  in  her  arms  followed  the  green 

Lssages  and  up  three  flights  of  stairs 

)om  at  the  front  of  the  Palace.     It 

)om  in  the  world,  with  a  soft,  com- 

iets  of  green  silk  and  a  green  vel- 

Iwas  a  tiny'  fountain  in  the  middle 

a,y  idt^reen  perfume  into  the 

:^|^aptifull>^'-(^rved  green  marble 

"'§)^(ii  in  the  windows,  and 

little  green  books.    When 

books  she  found  them  full 

M8^h|  they  were  so 


rf!ffrt  diffiSStei  made  of  silk 
tted  Dorothy 


;lie  gra 
Qg  Wi 


t'tJaGk  t!o  theothersj 
one  of  them  found 
t  of  the  Palace.     Of 

\v^i?;: wasted -pn  the  Scarecrow;  for 

Miliiiil^l " 


THE  WONDERFUL  WIZARD  OF  OZ. 


125 


when  he  found  himself  alone  in  his  room  he  stood  stupidly 

in  one  spot,  just  within  the  doorway,  to  wait  till  morning.  , 

It  would  not  rest  him  to  lie  down,  and  '^^\)iJIM  close 

his  eyes;  so  he  remained  all  night  staring"  at  a  little  spider 

which  was  weaving  its  web  in  a  earner  of  ,th<?  room,  just  as 

if  it  were  not  ^e  of  the  most  wonderfoaf  rooms  in  the 

world.    The  TJin^  Woodman  lay  down  on  his  bed  from 

force  of  habit,  f(ir  he  remembered  when  he  was  made  of 

flesh;  but  not  being  able  to  sleep  he  passed  the  night 

moving  his  joints  up  and  down  to  make  sure  they  kept  ii||! 

good  working  f^rder.    The  Lion  would  have  preferred  a 

bed  of  dried  /Jeeves  in  the  forest,  and  did  not  like  being 

shut  up  in  a/i"o|m;  but  he  had  too  much  sense  to  let  this 

worry  him,'i$j^  ie  sprang  upon  the  bed  and  rolled  himself 

'  ' '    I' 
up  like  a  eat  and  purred  himself  asleep  in  a  minute. 

The  next  morning,  after  breakfast,  the  green  maiden 
came  to  fetch  Dorothy,  and  she  dressed  her  ilXv/WJC  of  the 
prettiest  gowns — made  of  green  brocaded  satiri:  ''^Dorothy 
put/^  a  green  silk  apron  and  tied  a  green  rib- 
bci'ri  around'Tqt^"  neck,  and  they  started  for  the 
Throne  Rjpom  |||th^Great  Oz. 

Firsjf^they  came  to  a  great  hall  in  which 
were  mar|^  Jadies  and  gentlemen  of  the  court, 
all  dresse^fejTJchppstumes. 
ThegT^eopie  R^^  nothing 
to  do  but.talk  to  each  other, 
but  they  m'^'^-ys  came  to 


126  THE   WONDERFUL  WIZARD  OF  OZ. 

wait  outside  the  Throne  Room  every  morning,  although 
they  were  never  permitted  to  see  Oz.  As  Dorothy  entered 
they  looked  at  her  curiously,  and  one  of  them  whispered, 

"Are  you  really  going  to  look  upon  the  face  of  Oz  the 
Terrible?" 

"Of  course,"  answered  the  girl,  "if  he  will  see  me." 

"Oh,  he  will  see  you,"  said  the  soldier  who  had  taken 
her  message  to  the  Wizard,  "although  he  does  not  like  to 
have  people  ask  to  see  him.  Indeed,  at  first  he  was  angry, 
and  said  I  should  send  you  back  where  you  came  from. 
Then  he  asked  me  what  you  looked  like,  and  when  I  men- 
tioned your  silver  shoes  he  was  very  much  interested.  At 
last  I  told  him  about  the  mark  upon  your  forehead,  and  he 
decided  he  would  admit  you  to  his  presence." 

Just  then  a  bell  rang,  and  the  green  girl  said  to 
Dorothy, 

"That  is  the  signal.  You  must  go  into  the  Throne 
Room  alone." 

She  opened  a  little  door  and  Dorothy  walked  boldly 
through  and  found  herself  in  a  wonderful  place.  It  was  a 
big,  round  room  with  a  high  arched  roof,  and  the  walls  and 
ceiling  and  floor  were  covered  with  large  emeralds  set 
closely  together.  In  the  center  of  the  roof  was  a  great 
light,  as  bright  as  the  sun,  which  made  the  emeralds 
sparkle  in  a  wonderful  manner. 

But  what  interested  Dorothy  most  was  the  big  throne 
of  green  marble  that  stood  in  the  middle  of  the  room.     It 


The  Eyes  looked  at  her  thoughtfully." 


THE  WONDERFUL  WIZARD  OF  OZ.  127 

was  shaped  like  a  chair  and  sparkled  with  gems,  as  did 
everything  else.  In  the  center  of  the  chair  was  an  enor- 
mous Head,  without  body  to  support  it  or  any  arms  or  legs 
whatever.  There  was  no  hair  upon  this  head,  but  it  had 
eyes  and  nose  and  mouth,  and  was  bigger  than  the  head 
of  the  biggest  giant. 

As  Dorothy  gazed  upon  this  in  wonder  and  fear  the 
eyes  turned  slowly  and  looked  at  her  sharply  and  steadily. 
Then  the  mouth  moved,  and  Dorothy  heard  a  voice  say: 

"I  am  Oz,  the  Great  and  Terrible.  Who  are  you,  and 
why  do  you  seek  me?" 

It  was  not  such  an  awful  voice  as  she  had  expected 
to  come  from  the  big  Head;  so  she  took  courage  and 
answered, 

"I  am  Dorothy,  the  Small  and  Meek.  I  have  come  to 
you  for  help." 

The  eyes  looked  at  her  thoughtfully  for  a  full  minute. 
Then  said  the  voice: 

"Where  did  you  get  the  silver  shoes?" 

"I  got  them  from  the  wicked  Witch  of  the  East,  when 
my  house  fell  on  her  and  killed  her,"  she  replied. 

"Where  did  you  get  the  mark  upon  your  forehead?" 
continued  the  voice. 

"That  is  where  the  good  Witch  of  the  North  kissed 
me  when  she  bade  me  good-bye  and  sent  me  to  you,"  said 
the  girl. 

Again  the  eyes  looked  at  her  sharply,  and  they  saw 
she  was  telling  the  truth.    Then  Oz  asked. 


128  THE  WONDERFUI.  WIZARD  OF  OZ. 

"What  do  you  wish  me  to  do?" 

"Send  me  back  to  Kansas,  where  my  Aunt  Em  and 
Uncle  Henry  are,"  she  answered,  earnestly.  "I  don't  like 
your  country,  although  it  is  so  beautiful.  And  I  am  sure 
Aunt  Em  will  be  dreadfully  worried  over  my  being-  away 
so  long." 

The  eyes  winked  three  times,  and  then  they  turned 
up  to  the  ceiling  and  down  to  the  floor  and  rolled  around 
so  queerly  that  they  seemed  to  see  every  part  of  the  room. 
And  at  last  they  looked  at  Dorothy  again. 

"Why  should  I  do  this  for  you?"  asked  Oz. 

"Because  you  are  strong  and  I  am  weak;  because  you 
are  a  Great  Wizard  and  I  am  only  a  helpless  little  girl," 
she  answered. 

"But  you  were  strong  enough  to  kill  the  wicked 
Witch  of  the  East,"  said  Oz. 

"That  just  happened,"  returned  Dorothy,  simply;  "I 
could  not  help  it." 

"Well,"  said  the  Head,  "I  will  give  you  my  answer. 
You  have  no  right  to  expect  me  to  send  you  back  to  Kan- 
sas unless  you  do  something  for  me  in  return.  In  this 
country  everyone  must  pay  for  everything  he  gets.  If 
you  wish  me  to  use  my  magic  power  to  send  you  home 
again  you  must. do  something  for  me  first.  Help  me  and 
I  will  help  you." 

"What  must  I  do?  "  asked  the  girl. 

"Kill  the  wicked  Witch  of  the  West,"  answered  0/ 


THE  WONDERFUL  WIZARD  OF  OZ. 


129 


"But  I  cannot!"  exclaimed  Dorothy, greatly  surprised. 

"You  killed  the  Witch  of  the  East  and  you  wear  the 
silver  shoes,  which  bear  a  powerful  charm.  There  is  now 
but  one  Wicked  Witch  left  in  all  this  land,  and  when  you 
can  tell  me  she  is  dead  I  will  send  you  back  to  Kansas — 
but  not  before." 

The  little  girl  began  to  weep,  she  was  so  much  disap- 
pointed; and  the  eyes  winked  again  and  looked  upon  her 
anxiously,  as  if  the  Great  Oz  felt  that  she  could  help  him 
if  she  w^ould. 

'T  never  killed  anything,  willingly,"  she  sobbed;  "and 
even  if  I  wanted  to,  how  could  I  kill  the  Wicked  Witch? 
If  you,  who  are  Great  and  Terrible,  cannot  kill  her  your- 
self, how  do  you  expect  me  to  do  it?  " 

"I  do  not  know,"  said  the  Head;  "but 
that  is  my  answer,  and  until  the  Wicked 
Witch  dies  you  will  not  see  your  Uncle 
and  Aunt  again.  Remember  that  the 
Witch  is  Wicked — tremendously  Wicked 
— and  ought  to  be  killed.  Now  go,  and 
do  not  ask  to  see  me  again  until  you 
have  done  your 
task." 

Sorrowfully 
Dorothy  left  the 
Throne  Room 
and  went  back 


■H 


I30  THE  WONDERFUL   WIZARD  OF  OZ. 

where  the  Lion  and  the  Scarecrow  and  the  Tin  Woodman 
were  waiting  to  hear  what  Oz  had  said  to  her. 

"There  is  no  hope  for  me,"  she  said,  sadly,  '*for  Oz  will 
not  send  me  home  until  I  have  killed  the  Wicked  Witch 
of  the  West;  and  that  I  can  never  do." 

Her  friends  were  sorry,  but  could  do  nothing  to  help 
her;  so  she  went  to  her  own  room  and  lay  down  on  the  bed 
and  cried  herself  to  sleep. 

The  next  morning  the  soldier  with  the  green  whis- 
kers came  to  the  Scarecrow  and  said, 

"Come  with  me,  for  Oz  has  sent  for  you." 

So  the  Scarecrow  followed  him  and  was  admitted 
into  the  great  Throne  Room,  where  he  saw,  sitting  in  the 
emerald  throne,  a  most  lovely  lady.  She  was  dressed 
in  green  silk  gauze  and  wore  upon  her  flowing  green  locks 
a  crown  of  jewels.  Growing  from  her  shoulders  were 
wings,  gorgeous  in  color  and  so  light  that  they  fluttered  if 
the  slightest  breath  of  air  reached  them. 

When  the  Scarecrow  had  bowed,  as  prettily  as  his 
straw  stuffing  would  let  him,  before  this  beautiful  creature, 
she  looked  upon  him  sweetly,  and  said, 

'T  am  Oz,  the  Great  and  Terrible.  Who  are  you,  and 
why  do  you  seek  me?" 

Now  the  Scarecrow,  who  had  expected  to  see  the 
great  Head  Dorothy  had  told  him  of,  was  much  astonished; 
but  he  answered  her  bravely. 

"I  am  only  a  Scarecrow,  stuffed  with  straw.    There- 


THE  WONDERFUIv  WIZARD   OF  OZ. 


131 


fore  I  have  no  brains,  and  I  come  to  you  praying  that  you 
will  put  brains  in  my  head  instead  of  straw,  so  that  I  may 
become  as  much  a  man  as  any  other  in  your  dominions." 

"Why  should  I  do  this  for  you?"  asked  the  lady. 

"Because  you  are  wise  and  powerful,  and  no  one  else 
can  help  me,"  answered  the  Scarecrow. 

"I  never  grant  favors  without  some  return,"  said  Oz; 
"but  this  much  I  will  promise.  If  you  will  kill  for  me  the 
Wicked  Witch  of  the  West  I  will  bestow  upon  you  a 
great  many  brains,  and  such  good  brains  that  you  will  be 
the  wisest  man  in  all  the  Land  of  Oz." 

"I  thought  you  asked  Dorothy  to  kill  the  Witch,"  said 
the  Scarecrow,  in  surprise. 

"So  I  did.  I  don't  care  who  kills  her.  But 
until  she  is  dead  I  will  not  grant  your  wish.  Now 
go,  and  do  not  seek  me  again  until  you  have 
earned  the  brains  you  so  greatly  desire." 

The  Scarecrow  went  sorrowfully  back  to  his 
friends  and  told  them  what  Oz  had  said; 
and  Dorothy  was  surprised  to  find  that 
the  great  Wizard  was  not  a  Head,  as  she      ^;:3}r 
had  seen  him,  but  a  lovely  lady. 

"All  the  same,"  said  the  Scare- 
crow, "she  needs  a  heart  as  much  as 
the  Tin  Woodman." 

On  the  next  morning  the  sol- 
dier with  the  green  whiskers  came 
to  the  Tin  Woodman  and  said, 


132  THE  WONDERFUL  WIZARD  OF  OZ. 

"Oz  has  sent  for  you.  Follow  me," 
So  the  Tin  Woodman  followed  him  and  came  to  the 
great  Throne  Room.  He  did  not  know  whether  he 
would  find  Oz  a  lovely  lady  or  a  Head,  but  he  hoped  it 
would  be  the  lovely  lady.  "For,"  he  said  to  himself, 
"if  it  is  the  Head,  I  am  sure  I  shall  not  be  given  a  heart, 
since  a  head  has  no  heart  of  its  own  and  therefore  cannot 
feel  for  me.  But  if  it  is  the  lovely  lady  I  shall  beg  hard 
for  a  heart,  for  all  ladies  are  themselves  said  to  be  kindly 
hearted." 

But  when  the  Woodman  entered  the  great  Throne 
Room  he  saw  neither  the  Head  nor  the  Lady,  for  Oz  had 
taken  the  shape  of  a  most  terrible  Beast.  It  was  nearly  as 
big  as  an  elephant,  and  the  green  throne  seemed  hardly 
strong  enough  to  hold  its  weight.  The  Beast  had  a  head 
like  that  of  a  rhinoceros,  only  there  were  five  eyes  in  its 
face.  There  were  five  long  arms  growing  out  of  its  body 
and  it  also  had  five  long,  slim  legs.  Thick,  woolly  hair 
covered  every  part  of  it,  and  a  more  dreadful  looking 
monster  could  not  be  imagined.  It  was  fortunate  the  Tin 
Woodman  had  no  heart  at  that  moment,  for  it  would  have 
beat  loud  and  fast  from  terror.  But  being  only  tin,  the 
Woodman  was  not  at  all  afraid,  although  he  was  much 
disappointed. 

"I  am  Oz,  the  Great  and  Terrible,"  spake  the  Beast,  in 
a  voice  that  was  one  great  roar.  "Who  are  you,  and  why 
do  you  seek  me?" 


THE  WONDERFUI.  WIZARD   OF  OZ. 


133 


"I  am  a  Woodman,  and  made  of  tin.  Therefore  I 
have  no  heart,  and  cannot  love.  I  pray  you  to  give  me 
a  heart  that  I  may  be  as  other  men  are." 

"Why  should  I  do  this?"  demanded  the  Beast. 

"Because  I  ask  it,  and  you  alone  can  grant  my  re- 
quest," answered  the  Woodman. 

Oz  gave  a  low  growl  at  this,  but  said,  gruffly, 

"If  you  indeed  desire  a  heart,  you  must  earn  it." 

"How?"  asked  the  Woodman. 

"Help  Dorothy  to  kill  the  Wicked  Witch  of  the  West," 
replied  the  Beast.  "When  the  Witch  is  dead,  come  to  me, 
and  I  will  then  give  you  the  biggest  and  kindest  and  most 
loving  heart  in  all  the  Land  of  Oz." 

So  the  Tin  Woodman  was  forced  to  return  sorrow- 
fully to  his  friends  and  tell  them  of  the  terrible  Beast  he 
had  seen.  They  all  wondered  greatly  at  the  many  forms 
the  great  Wizard  could  take  upon  himself,  and  the  Lion 
said,  1 1 

"If  he  is  a  beast  when  I  go  to  see  him,  I 
shall  roar  my  loudest,  and  so  frighten  him 
that  he  will  grant  all  I  ask.  And  if  he  is  the 
lovely  lady,  I  shall  pretend  to  spring  upon 
her,  and  so  compel  her  to  do  my  bidding. 
And  if  he  is  the  great  Head,  he  will  be"  at 
my  mercy;  for  I  will  roll  this  head  all  aboutj 
the  room  until  he  promises  to  give  us  what 
we  desire.  So  be  of  good  cheer  rny  friends; 
for  all  will  yet  be  ^vell."  _ 


?  V 


K/;M^Q^^RFW  WIZARD  o^  oz. 


V  / 


ardTind  isai 


the/green  whiskers 
ind  bade/Him 


Lhr6ugh  the  door,  and  g^fanc- 

Jfe'e,  that  before  the  throne  was 

^^^^^^^\^Vk\^ Ifjfffff/^^  glowing  he  could  scarcely 

\b^ar  XQ'^l^t■^ipoMsL{''^^  thought  was  that  Oz  had 

toy  accident  caught  on  fire  and  was  burning  up;  but,  when 

We  tried  to  go  nearer,  the  heat  was  so  intense  that  it  singed  ^^ 

his  whiskers,  and  he  crept  back^trembling^ly  toa  s^ot  near^^v- 

Then  a  low,  quiet  voice/0at^^^bm  the  Ball  of  Fire, 

y^di  these  ..w«Je  the  w  ords  it  spokerHl! 
^^^"I  am  Oz,  the  Great  an^^i^^i" 
ble.^^^Who  are  you,  and  why  doybu 

seek  me?"     And  the  Lion  answered, . 

"I  am  a  Cowardly  Lion,  afraid" 
of  evei*ything.     I  come  to  you  to 
beg  that  you  give  me  courage,  so 
that  in  reality  I  may  become  the 
King  of  Beasts,  as  men  call  me." 

'Why  should  I  give  you  cour-  "  ^^ 
re?"  demanded  Oz.J^^v;\" 
s^'^.Because   of  all  Wizards  you 
are^  the  greatest,   and  alone   have 
power  to   grant   my   request,"   an- 


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THE  WONDERFUL  WIZARD   OF  OZ.  135 

The  Ball  of  Fire  burned  fiercely  for  a  time,  and  the 
voice  said, 

''Bring  me  proof  that  the  Wicked  Witch- is  dead,  and 
that  moment  I  will  give  you  courage.  But  so  long  as  the 
Witch  lives  you  must  remain  a  coward." 

The  Lion  was  angry  at  this  speech,  but  could  say 
nothing  in  reply,  and  while  he  stood  silently  gazing  at  the 
Ball  of  Fire  it  became  so  furiously  hot  that  he  turned  tail 
and  rushed  from  the  room.  He  was  glad  to  find  his  friends 
waiting  for  him,  and  told  them  of  his  terrible  interview 
with  the  Wizard. 

"What  shall  we  do  now?"  asked  Dorothy,  sadly. 

"There  is  only  one  thing  we  can  do,"  returned  the 
Lion,  "and  that  is  to  go  to  the  land  of  the  Winkles,  seek 
out  the  Wicked  W^itch,  and  destroy  her." 

"But  suppose  we  cannot?"  said  the  girl. 

"Then  I  shall  never  have  courage,"  declared  the  Lion. 

"And  I  shall  never  have  brains,"  added  the  Scarecrow. 

"And  I  shall  never  have  a  heart,"  spoke  the  Tin 
Woodman. 

"And  I  shall  never  see  Aunt  Em  and  Uncle  Henry," 
said  Dorothy,  beginning  to  cry. 

"Be  careful!"  cried  the  green  girl,  "the  tears  will  fall 
on  your  green  silk  gown,  and  spot  it." 

So  Dorothy  dried  her  eyes  and  said, 

"I  suppose  we  must  try  it;  but  I  am  sure  I  do  not  want 
to  kill  anybody,  even  to  see  Aunt  Em  again." 


136  THE  WONDERFUL  WIZARD  OF  OZ. 

"I  will  go  with  you;  but  I'm  too  much  of  a  coward  to 
kill  the  Witch,"  said  the  Lion. 

"I  will  go  too,"  declared  the  Scarecrow;  "but  I  shall 
not  be  of  much  help  to  you,  I  am  such  a  fool." 

"I  haven't  the  heart  to  harm  even  a  Witch,"  remarked 
the  Tin  Woodman;  "but  if  you  go  I  certainly  shall  go  with 
you." 

Therefore  it  was  decided  to  start  upon  their  journey 
the  next  morning,  and  the  Woodman  sharpened  his  axe 
on  a  green  grindstone  and  had  all  his  joints  properly  oiled. 
The  Scarecrow  stuffed  himself  with  fresh  straw  and  Doro- 
thy put  new  paint  on  his  eyes  that  he  might  see  better. 
The  green  girl,  who  was  very  kind  to  them,  filled  Doro- 
thy's basket  with  good  things  to  eat,  and  fastened  a  little 
bell  around  Toto's  neck  with  a  green  ribbon. 

They  went  to  bed  quite  early  and  slept  soundly  until' 
daylight,  when  they  w^ere  awakened  by  the  crowing  of  a 
green  cock  that  lived  in  the  back  yard  of  the  palace,  and 
the  cackling  of  a  hen  that  had  laid  a  green  egg. 


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"  The  Soldier  with  the  green  whiskers  led  them  through  the  streets. 


SOLDIER   WITH    THE 
green  whiskers   led   them 
through  the  streets   of  the 
Emerald   City  until   they  reached  the 
room  where  the  Guardian  of  the  Gates 
lived.    This  officer  unlocked  their  spec- 
tacles to  put  them  back  in  his  great  box, 
and  then  he  politely  opened  the  gate 
for  our  friends. 
"Which  road  leads  to  the  Wicked  Witch  of  the  West?" 
asked  Dorothy. 

"There  is  no  road,"  answered  the   Guardian 
Gates;  "no  one  ever  wishes  to  go  that  way." 

"How,  then,  are  we  to  find  her?"  enquire^He  g 


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140 


THE   WONDERFUL  WIZARD   OF  OZ. 


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"That  will  be  easy,"  replied  the  man;  "for  when  she 
knows^  you  are  in  the  Country  of  the  Winkies  she  will  find 
you,  and  make  you  all  her  slaves." 

: ^"Perhaps  not,"  said  the  Scarecrow,  "for  we  mean  to 

desiroy^her." 

..  A, "On, ^thatls^  different,"  said  the  Guardian  of  the  Gates. 

^^-5^,//'  \     "No  one  has  ever  destroyed  her  before,  so 

'^y^\    I  naturally  thought  she  would  make  slaves 

:Qtyou,  as  she  has  of  all  the  rest.     But  take 

J  care^  for  she  is  wicked  and  fierce,  and  may 

not  allow  you  to  destroy  her.     Keep  to  the 

West,  where  the  sun  sets,  and  you  cannot 

faihto  find  her." 

They  thanked  him  and  bade  him  good- 
-bye, and  turned  toward  the  West,  walking- 
over  fields  of   soft  grass  dotted   here  and 
there  with  daisies  and  buttercups.     Dorothy 
still  wore  the  pretty  silk  dress  she  had  put  on 
,in  the  palace,  but  now,  to  her  surprise,  she 
found  it  was  no  longer  green,  but  pure  white. 
The  ribbon  around  Toto's  neck  had  also  lost 
.  its  green  color  and  w^as  as  white  as  Doro- 
thy's dress. 

The  Emerald  City  was  soon  left  far 
behind.  As  they  advanced  the  ground  be- 
came rougher  and  hillier,  for  there  were 
no  farms  nor  houses  in  this  country  of  the 
Westy  and  the  ground  was  untilled. 


THE  WONDERFUIv  WIZARD   OF  OZ.  141 

In  the  afternoon  the  sun  shone  hot  in  their  faces,  for 
there  were  no  trees  to  offer  them  shade;  so  that  before 
night  Dorothy  and  Toto  and  the  Lion  were  tired,  and  lay 
down  upon  the  grass  and  fell  asleep,  with  the  Woodman 
and  the  Scarecrow  keeping  watch. 

Now  the  Wicked  Witch  of  the  West  had  but  one 
eye,  yet  that  was  as  powerful  as  a  telescope,  and  could  see 
everywhere.  So,  as  she  sat  in  the  door  of  her  castle,  she 
happened  to  look  around  and  saw  Dorothy  lying  asleep, 
with  her  friends  all  about  her.  They  were  a  long  distance 
off,  but  the  Wicked  Witch  was  angry  to  find  them  in  her 
country;  so  she  blew  upon  a  silver  whistle  that  hung 
around  her  neck. 

At  once  there  came  running  to  her  from  all  directions 
a  pack  of  great  wolves.  They  had  long  legs  and  fierce 
eyes  and  sharp  teeth. 

"Go  to  those  people,"  said  the  Witch,  "and  tear  them 
to  pieces." 

"Are  you  not  going  to  make  them  your  slaves?" 
asked  the  leader  of  the  wolves. 

"No,"  she  answered, "one  is  of  tin,  and  one  of  straw;  one 
is  a  girl  and  another  a  Lion.  None  of  them  is  fit  to 
work,  so  you  may  tear  them  into  small  pieces." 

"Very  well,"  said  the  wolf,  and  he  dashed  away  at  full 
speed,  followed  by  the  others. 

It  was  lucky  the  Scarecrow  and  the  Woodman  were 
wide  awake  and  heard  the  wolves  coming. 


142 


THE  WONDERFUL  WIZARD  OF  OZ. 


"This  is  my  fight,"  said  the  Woodman;  "so  get  behind 
me  and  I  will  meet  them  as  they  come." 

He  seized  his  axe,  which  he  had  made  very  sharp, 
and  as  the  leader  of  the  wolves  came  on  the  Tin  Wood- 
man swung-  his  arm  and  chopped  the  wolf's  head  from  its 
body,  so  that  it  immediately  died.  As  soon  as  he  could 
raise  his  axe  another  wolf  came  up,  and  he  also  fell  under 
the  sharp  edge  of  the  Tin  Woodman's  weapon.  There 
were  forty  wolves,  and  forty  times  a  wolf  was  killed;  so 
that  at  last  they  all  lay  dead  in  a  heap  before  the 
Woodman. 

Then  he  put  down  his  axe  and  sat  beside  the  Scare- 
crow, who  said, 

*Tt  was  a  good  fight,  friend." 

They  waited  until  Dorothy  a^voke  the  next  morning. 
The  little  girl  was  quite  frightened  when  she  saw  the  great 
pile  of  shaggy  wolves,  but  the  Tin  Woodman  told  her  all. 

She  thanked  him  for  sav- 
ing them  and  sat  down 
to  breakfast,  after  which 
they  started  again  upon 
their  journey. 

Now  this  same  morn- 
ing the    Wicked   Witch 
came  to  the  door  of  her 
castle  and    looked   out 
with   her 


THE   WONDERFUI.  WIZARD   OF  OZ.  143 

one  eye  that  could  see  afar  off.  She  saw  all  her  wolves 
lying-  dead,  and  the  strangers  still  travelling  through  her 
country.  This  made  her  angrier  than  before,  and  she  blew 
her  silver  whistle  twice. 

Straightway  a  great  flock  of  wild  crows  came  flying 
toward  her,  enough  to  darken  the  sky.  And  the  Wicked 
Witch  said  to  the  King  Crow, 

"Fly  at  once  to  the  strangers;  peck  out  their  eyes  and 
tear  them  to  pieces." 

The  wild  crows  flew  in  one  great  flock  toward  Doro- 
thy and  her  companions.  When  the  little  girl  saw  them 
coming  she  was  afraid.     But  the  Scarecrow  said, 

''This  is  my  battle;  so  lie  do.wn  beside  me  and  you  will 
not  be  harmed." 

So  they  all  lay  upon  the  ground  except  the  Scare- 
crow, and  he  stood  up  and  stretched  out  his  arms.  And 
when  the  crows  saw  him  they  were  frightened,  as  these 
birds  always  are  by  scarecrows,  and  did  not  dare  to  come 
any  nearer.     But  the  King  Crow  said, 

"It  is  only  a  stuffed  man.     I  will  peck  his  eyes  out." 

The  King  Crow  flew  at  the  Scarecrow,  who  caught  it 
by  the  head  and  twisted  its  neck  until  it  died.  And  then 
another  crow  flew  at  him,  and  the  Scarecrow  twisted  its 
neck  also.  There  were  forty  crows,  and  forty  times  the 
Scarecrow  twisted  a  neck,  until  at  last  all  were  lying  dead 
beside  him.  Then  he  called  to  his  companions  to  rise,  and 
again  they  went  upon  their  journey. 


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144 


When  the  Wicked  Witch  looked  out  again 
and  saw  all  her  crows  lying  in  a  heap,  she  got 
into  a  terrible  rage,  and  blew  three  times  upon 
her  silver  whistle. 

Forthwith  there  was  heard  a  great  buzzing  in  the 
air,  and  a  swarm  of  black  bees  came  flying  towards  her. 
"Go  to  the  strangers  and  sting  them  to  death! "  com- 
manded the  Witch,  and  the  bees  turned  and  flew  rapidly 
until  they  came  to  where  Dorothy  and  her  friends  were 
walking.  But  the  Woodman  had  seen  them  coming  and 
the  Scarecrow  had  decided  what  to  do. 

"Take  out  my  straw  and  scatter  it  over  the  little  girl 

and  the  dog  and  the  lion,"  he  said  to  the  Woodman, 

"and  the  bees  cannot  sting  them."    This  the  Woodman 

did,  and  as  Dorothy  lay  close  beside  the 

Lion  and  held  Toto  in  her  arms,  the  straw 

covered  them  entirely. 

The  bees  came  and  found  no  one  but 
the  Woodman  to  sting,  so  they  flew  at  him 
and  broke  off  all  their  stings  against  the  tin, 
without  hurting  the  Woodman  at  all.  And 
as  bees  cannot  live  when  their  stings  are 
broken  that  was  the  end  of  the  black  bees,  and 
they  lay  scattered  thick  about  the  Woodman, 
like  little  heaps  of  fine  coal. 

Then  Dorothy  and  the  Lion  got  up,  and 
the  girl  helped  the  Tin   Woodman  put  the 


THE  WONDERFUL  WIZARD   OF   OZ.  145 

straw  back   into   the  Scarecrow  again,   until   he  was  as 
good  as  ever.     So  they  started  upon  their  journey  onc^, 
more. 

The  Wicked  Witch  was  so  angry  when  she  saw  her 
black  bees  in  little  heaps  like  fine  coal  that  she  stamped 
her  foot  and  tore  her  hair  and  gnashed  her  teeth.  And 
then  she  called  a  dozen  of  her  slaves,  who  were  the 
Wlnkies,  and  gave  them  sharp  spears,  telling  them  to  go 
to  the  strangers  and  destroy  them. 

The  Winkles  were  not  a  brave  people,  but  they  had 
to  do  as  they  were  told;  so  they  marched  away  until  they 
came  near  to  Dorothy.  Then  the  Lion  gave  a  great  roar 
and  sprang  toward  them,  and  the  poor  Winkles  were  so 
frightened  that  they  ran  back  as  fast  as  they  could. 

When  they  returned  to  the  castle  the  Wicked  Witch 
beat  them  well  with  a  strap,  and  sent  them  back  to  their 
work,  after  which  she  sat  down  to  think  what  she  should  do 
next.  She  could  not  understand  how  all  her  plans  to  de- 
stroy these  strangers  had  failed;  but  she  was  a  powerful 
W^itch,  as  well  as  a  wicked  one,  and  she  soon  made  up  her 
mind  how  to  act. 

There  was,  in  her  cupboard,  a  Golden  Cap,  with  a 
circle  of  diamonds  and  rubies  running  round  it.  This 
Golden  Cap  had  a  charm.  Whoever  owned  it  could  call 
three  times  upon  the  Winged  Monkeys,  who  would  obey 
any  order  they  were  given.  But  no  person  could  com- 
mand   these    strange  creatures    more   than  three   times. 


te. 


146 


THE   WONDERFUL   WIZARD  OF  OZ. 


Twice  already  the  Wicked  Witch  had  used  the  charm  of 
the  Cap.  Once  was  when  she  had  made  the  Winkies  her 
slaves,  and  set  herself  to  rule  over  their  country.  The 
Winged  Monkeys  had  helped  her  do  this.  The  second 
time  was  when  she  had  fought  against  the  Great  Oz  him- 
self, and  driven  him  out  of  the  land  of  the  West.  The 
Winged  Monkeys  had  also  helped  her  in  doing  this.  Only 
once  more  could  she  use  this  Golden  Cap,  for  which  rea- 
son she  did  not  like  to  do  so  until  all  her  other  powers 
were  exhausted.  But  now  that  her  fierce  wolves  and  her 
wild  crows  and  her  stinging  bees  were  gone,  and 
her  slaves  had  been  scared  away  by  the  Cow- 
ardly Lion,  she  saw  there  was  only  one  way  left 
to  destroy  Dorothy  and  her  friends. 

So  the  Wicked  W^itch  took  the  Golden  Cap 
from  her  cupboard  and  placed  it  upon  her  head. 
Then  she  stood  upon  her  left  foot  and 
said,  slowly, 

"Ep-pe,  pep-pe,  kak-ke!" 

ext  she  stood  upon  her  right  foot 
id, 

"Hil-lo,  hol-lo,  hel-lo!" 
After  this  she  stood  upon 
both  feet  and  cried  in  a  loud 
voice, 

"Ziz-zy,  zuz-zy,  zik!" 
Now  the  charm  began 


THE  WONDERFUL   WIZARD   OF  OZ. 


147 


to  work.  The  sky  was  darkened,  and  a  low  rumbling 
sound  was  heard  in  the  air.  There  was  a  rushing  of  many 
wings;  a  great  chattering  and  laughing;  and  the  sun  came 
out  of  the  dark  sky  to  show  the  Wicked  Witch  surrounded 
by  a  crowd  of  monkeys,  each  with  a  pair  of  immense  and 
powerful  wings  on  his  shoulders. 

One,  much  bigger  than  the  others,  seemed  to  be  their 
leader.     He  flew  close  to  the  Witch  and  said, 

"You  have  called  us  for  the  third  and  last  time.  What 
do  you  command?  " 

"Go  to  the  strangers  who  are  within  my  land  and  de- 
stroy them  all  except  the  Lion,"  said  the  Wicked  Witch. 
"Bring  that  beast  to  me,  for  I  have  a  mind  to  harness  him 
like  a  horse,  and  make  him  work." 

"Your  commands  shall  be  obeyed,"  said  the  leader; 
and  then,  with  a  great  deal  of  chattering  and  noise,  the 
Winged  Monkeys  flew  away  to  the  place  where  Dorothy 
and  her  friends  were  walking. 


148  THE   WONDERFUL   WIZARD   OF  OZ. 

Some  of  the  Monkeys  seized  the  Tin  Woodman  and 
carried  him  through  the  air  until  they  were  over  a  country 
thickly  covered  with  sharp  rocks.  Here  they  dropped  the 
poor  Woodman,  who  fell  a  great  distance  to  the  rocks, 
where  he  lay  so  battered  and  dented  that  he  could  neither 
move  nor  groan. 

Others  of  the  Monkeys  caught  the  Scarecrow,  and 
with  their  long  fingers  pulled  all  of  the  straw  out  of  his 
clothes  and  head.  They  made  his  hat  and  boots  and 
clothes  into  a  small  bundle  and  threw  it  into  the  top 
branches  of  a  tall  tree. 

The  remaining  Monkeys  threw  pieces  of  stout  rope 
around  the  Lion  and  wound  many  coils  about  his  body 
and  head  and  legs,  until  he  was  unable  to  bite  or  scratch 
or  struggle  in  any  way.  Then  they  lifted  him  up  and  flew 
away  with  him  to  the  Witch's  castle,  where  he  was  placed 
in  a  small  yard  with  a  high  iron  fence  around  it,  so  that 
he  could  not  escape. 

But  Dorothy  they  did  not  harm  at  all.  She  stood, 
with  Toto  in  her  arms,  watching  the  sad  fate  of  her  com- 
rades and  thinking  it  would  soon  be  her  turn.  The  leader 
of  the  Winged  Monkeys  flew  up  to  her,  his  long,  hairy 
arms  stretched  out  and  his  ugly  face  grinning  terriby ;  but  he 
saw  the  mark  of  the  Good  Witch's  kiss  upon  her  forehead 
and  stopped  short,  motioning  the  others  not  to  touch  her. 
"We  dare  not  harm  this  little  girl,"  he  said  to  them, 
"for  she  is  protected  by  the  Power  of  Good,  and  that  is 


THE  WONDERFUL   WIZARD   OF  OZ. 


149 


greater  than  the  Power  of  Evil.  All  we  can  do  is  to  carry 
her  to  the  castle  of  the  Wicked  Witch  and  leave  her  there." 

So,  carefully  and  gently,  they  lifted  Dorothy  in  their 
arms  and  carried  her  swiftly  through  the  air  until  they 
came  to  the  castle,  where  they  set  her  down  upon  the 
front  door  step.    Then  the  leader  said  to  the  Witch, 

"We  have  obeyed  you  as  far  as  we  were  able.  The 
Tin  Woodman  and  the  Scarecrow  are  destroyed,  and  the 
Lion  is  tied  up  in  your  yard.  The  little  girl  we  dare  not 
harm,  nor  the  dog  she  carries  in  her  arms.  Your  power 
over  our  band  is  now  ended,  and  you  will  never  see  us 
again." 

Then  all  the  Winged  Monkeys,  with  much  laughing 
and  chattering  and  noise,  flew  into  the  air  and  were  soon 
out  of  sight. 

The  Wicked  Witch  was  both  surprised  and  worried 
when  she  saw  the  mark  on  Dorothy's  forehead,  for  she 


AWmk, 


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I50  THE   WONDERFUL  WIZARD   OF  OZ. 

knew  well  that  neither  the  Winged  Monkeys  nor  she,  her- 
self, dare  hurt  the  girl  in  any  way.  She  looked  down  at 
Dorothy's  feet,  and  seeing  the  Silver  Shoes,  began  to 
tremble  with  fear,  for  she  knew  what  a  powerful  charm 
belonged  to  them.  At  first  the  Witch  was  tempted  to  run 
away  from  Dorothy;  but  she  happened  to  look  into  the 
child's  eyes  and  saw  how  simple  the  soul  behind  them 
was,  and  that  th^  little  girl  did  not  know  of  the  wonderful 
power  the  Silver  Shoes  gave  her.  So  the  Wicked  Witch 
laughed  to  herself,  and  thought,  "I  can  still  make  her  my 
slave,  for  she  does  not  know  how  to  use  her  power."  Then 
she  said  to  Dorothy,  harshly  and  severely, 

"Come  with  me;  and  see  that  you  mind  everything  I 
tell  you,  for  if  you  do  not  I  will  make  an  end  of  you,  as  I 
did  of  the  Tin  Woodman  and  the  Scarecrow." 

Dorothy  followed  her  through  many  of  the  beautiful 
rooms  in  her  castle  until  they  came  to  the  kitchen,  where 
the  Witch  bade  her  clean  the  pots  and  kettles  and  sweep 
the  floor  and  keep  the  fire  fed  with  wood. 

Dorothy  went  to  work  meekly,  with  her  mind  made 
up  to  work  as  hard  as  she  could;  for  she  was  glad  the 
Wicked  Witch  had  decided  not  to  kill  her. 

With  Dorothy  hard  at  w^ork  the  Witch  thought  she 
would  go  into  the  court-yard  and  harness  the  Cowardly 
Lion  like  a  horse;  it  would  amuse  her,  she  was  sure,  to 
make  him  draw  her  chariot  whenever  she  wished  to  go  to 
drive.     But  as  she  opened  the  gate  the  Lion  gave  a  loud 


"  The  Monkeys  wound  many  coils  about  his  body." 


THE  WONDERFUIy  WIZARD  OF  OZ.  151 

roar  and  bounded  at  her  so  fiercely  that  the  Witch  was 
afraid,  and  ran  out  and  shut  the  gate  again. 

"If  I  cannot  harness  you,"  said  the  Witch  to  the  Lion, 
speaking  through  the  bars  of  the  gate,  "I  can  starve  you. 
You  shall  have  nothing  to  eat  until  you  do  as  I  wish." 

So  after  that  she  took  no  food  to  the  imprisoned  Lion; 
but  every  day  she  came  to  the  gate  at  noon  and  asked, 
"Are  you  ready  to  be  harnessed  like  a  horse?  " 

And  the  Lion  would  answer, 
"No.     If  you  come  in  this  yard  I  will  bite  you." 

The  reason  the  Lion  did  not  have  to  do  as  the  Witch 
wished  was  that  every  night,  while  the  woman  was  asleep 
Dorothy  carried  him  food  from  the  cupboard.  After  he 
had  eaten  he  would  lie  do^vn  on  his  bed  of  straw,  and  Doro- 
thy would  lie  beside  him  and  put  her  head  on  his  soft, 
shaggy  mane,  while  they  talked  of  their  troubles  and  tried 
to  plan  some  way  to  escape.  But  they  could  find  no  way 
to  get  out  of  the  castle,  for  it  was  constantly  guarded  by 
the  yellow  Winkies,  who  were  the  slaves  of  the  Wicked 
Witch  and  too  afraid  of  her  not  to  do  as  she  told  them. 

The  girl  had  to  work  hard  during  the  day,  and  often 
the  Witch  threatened  to  beat  her  with  the  same  old  um- 
brella she  always  carried  in  her  hand.  But,  in  truth,  she 
did  not  dare  to  strike  Dorothy,  because  of  the  mark  upon 
her  forehead.  The  child  did  not  know  this,  and  was  full  of 
fear  for  herself  and  Toto.  Once  the  Witch  struck  Toto  a 
blow  with  her  umbrella  and  the  brave  little  dog  flew  at  her 


152  THE  WONDERFUL  WIZARD   OF  OZ. 

and  bit  her  leg,  in  return.  The  Witch  did  not  bleed  where 
she  was  bitten,  for  she  was  so  wiciced  that  the  bood  in  her 
had  dried  up  many  years  before. 

Dorothy's  Hfe  became  very  sad  as  she  grew  to  under- 
stand that  it  would  be  harder  than  ever  to  get  back  to 
Kansas  and  Aunt  Em  again.  Sometimes  she  w^ould  cry 
bitterly  for  hours,  with  Toto  sitting  at  her  feet  and  looking 
into  her  face,  whining  dismally  to  show  how  sorry  he  was 
for  his  little  mistress.  Toto  did  not  really  care  whether  he 
was  in  Kansas  or  the  Land  of  Oz  so  long  as  Dorothy  was 
with  him;  but  he  knew  the  little  girl  was  unhappy,  and 
that  made  him  unhappy  too. 

Now  the  Wicked  Witch  had  a  great  longing  to  have 
for  her  own  the  Silver  Shoes  which  the  girl  always  wore. 
Her  Bees  and  her  Crows  and  her  Wolves  were  lying  in 
heaps  and  drying  up,  and  she  had  used  up  all  the  power  of 
the  Golden  Cap;  but  if  should  could  only  get  hold  of  the 
Silver  Shoes  they  would  give  her  more  power  than  all  the 
other  things  she  had  lost.  She  watched  Dorothy  carefully,- 
to  see  if  she  ever  took  off  her  shoes,  thinking  she  might 
steal  them.  But  the  child  was  so  proud  of  her  pretty  shoes 
that  she  never  took  them  off  except  at  night  and  when  she 
took  her  bath.  The  Witch  was  too  much  afraid  of  the 
dark  to  dare  go  in  Dorothy's  room  at  night  to  take  the 
shoes,  and  her  dread  of  water  was  greater  than  her  fear  of 
the  dark,  so  she  never  came  near  when  Dorothy  was  bath- 
ing. Indeed,  the  old  Witch  never  touched  water,  nor  ever 
let  water  touch  her  in  any  way. 


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But  the  wicked  creature  was  very  cunning,  and  she 
finally  thought  of  a  trick  that  would  give  her  what  she 
wanted.  She  placed  a  bar  of  iron  in  the  middle  of  the 
kitchen  floor,  and  then  by  her  magic  arts  made  the  iron 
invisible  to  human  eyes.  So  that  when  Dorothy  walked 
across-  the  floor  she  stumbled  over  the  bar,  not  being  able 
to  see  it,  and  fell  at  full  length.  She  was  not  much  hurt, 
but  in  her  fall  one  of  the  Silver  Shoes  came  off,  and  before 
she  could  reach  it  the  Witch  had  snatched  it  away  and  put 
it  on  her  own  skinny  foot. 

The  wicked   woman   was  greatly  pleased  with  the 
success  of  her  trick,  for  as  long  as  she  had  one  of  the 
shoes  she  owned  half  the  power  of  their  charm,  and  Doro- 
thy could  not  use  it  against  her,  even  had 
she  known  how  to  do  so. 

The  little  girl,  seeing  she  had  lost  one 
of  her  pretty  shoes,  grew  angry, 
and  said  to  the  Witch, 

''Give  me  back  my  shoe! " 

"I  will  not,"  retorted  the 
Witch,  "for  it  is  now  my  shoe, 
and  not  yours."  ' 

"You  are  a  wicked  creature!" 
cried  Dorothy.     "You  have  no  right  to  take 
my  shoe  from  me." 

"I  shall  keep  it,  just  the  same,"  said 
the  Witch,  laughing  at  her. 


154  'THE   WONDERFUL   WIZARD  OF  OZ. 

"and   some   day    I   shall   get   the   other  one   from   you, 
too." 

This  made  Dorothy  so  very  angry  that  she  picked  up 
the  bucket  of  water  that  stood  near  and  dashed  it  over  the 
Witch,  wetting  her  from  head  to  foot. 

Instantly  the  wicked  woman  gave  a  loud  cry  of  fear; 
and  then,  as  Dorothy  looked  at  her  in  wonder,  the  Witch 
began  to  shrink  and  fall  away. 

"See  what  you  have  done!"  she  screamed.  "In  a 
minute  I  shall  melt  away." 

"I'm  very  sorry,  indeed,"  said  Dorothy,  who  was  truly 
frightened  to  see  the  Witch  actually  melting  away  like 
brown  sugar  before  her  very  eyes. 

"Didn't  you  know  water  would  be  the  end  of  me?" 
asked  the  Witch,  in  a  wailing,  despairing  voice. 

"Of  course  not,"  answered  Dorothy;  "how  should  I?" 

"Well,  in  a  few  minutes  I  shall  be  all  melted,  and  you 
will  have  the  castle  to  yourself.  I  have  been  wicked  in 
my  day,  but  I  never  thought  a  little  girl  like  you  would 
ever  be  able  to  melt  me  and  end  my  wicked  deeds.  Look 
out — here  I  go!  " 

With  these  words  the  Witch  fell  down  in  a  brown, 
melted,  shapeless  mass  and  began  to  spread  over  the  clean 
boards  of  the  kitchen  floor.  Seeing  that  she  had  really 
melted  away  to  nothing,  Dorothy  drew  another  bucket  of 
water  and  threw  it  over  the  mess.  She  then  swept  it  all 
out  the  door.     After  picking  out  the  silver  shoe,  which 


THE  WONDERFUIv  WIZARD   OF  OZ. 


^55 


was  all  that  was  left  of  the  old  woman,  she  cleaned  and 
dried  it  with  a  cloth,  and  put  it  on  her  foot  again.  Then, 
being  at  last  free  to  do  as  she  chose,  she  ran  out  to  the 
court-yard  to  tell  the  Lion  that  the  Wicked  Witch  of  the 
West  had  come  to  an  end,  and  that  they  were  no  longer 
Drisoners  in  a  strange  land. 


H 


COWARDLY   LION   WAS 

much  pleased  to  hear  that  the 

Wicked  W^itch  had  been  melted  by 

a  bucket  of  water,  and  Dorothy  at  once 

unlocked  the  gate  of  his  prison  and  set 

f^ii  ^H        him  free.    They  went  in  together  to  the 

castle,  where  Dorothy's  first  act  was  to 
call  all  the  Winkles  together  and  tell  them  that  they  were 
no  longer  slaves.:^;>^i 

There  was  great  rejoicing  among  the  yellow  Winkles, 
for  they  had  been  made  to  work  hard  during  many  years 
for  the  Wicked  Witch,  who  had  always  treated  them  with 
great  cruelty.  They  kept  this  day  as  a  holiday,  then  and 
ever  after,  and  spent  the  time  in  feasting  and  dancing. 
"If  our  friends,  the  Scarecrow  and  the  Tin  Woodman, 


i6o  THE    WONDERFUL  WIZARD   OF   OZ. 

were  only  with  us,''  said  the   Lion,  "I   should   be  quite 
happy." 

"Don't  you  suppose  we  could  rescue  them?"  asked 
the  girl,  anxiously. 

"We  can  try,"  answered  the  Lion. 
So  they  called  the  yellow  Winkies  and  asked  them  if 
they  would  help  to  rescue  their  friends,  and  the  Winkies 
said  that  they  would  be  delighted  to  do  all  in  their  power 
for  Dorothy,  who  had  set  them  free  from  bondage.  So 
she  chose  a  number  of  the  Winkies  who  looked  as  if 
they  knew  the  most,  and  they  all  started  away.  They 
travelled  that  day  and  part  of  the  next  until  they  came  to 
the  rocky  plain  where  the  Tin  Woodman  lay,  all  battered 
and  bent.  His  axe  was  near  him,  but  the  blade  was  rusted 
and  the  handle  broken  off  short. 

The  Winkies  lifted  him  tenderly  in  their  arms,  and 
carried  him  back  to  the  yellow  castle  again,  Dorothy  shed- 
ding a  few  tears  by  the  way  at  the  sad  plight  of  her  old 
friend,  and  the  Lion  looking  sober  and  sorry.  When  they 
reached  the  castle  Dorothy  said  to  the  Winkies, 

"Are  any  of  your  people  tinsmiths?" 

"Oh,  yes;  some  of  us  are  very  good  tinsmiths,"  they 
told  her. 

"Then  bring  them  to  me,"  she  said.  And  when  the 
tinsmiths  came,  bringing  with  them  all  their  tools  in 
baskets,  she  enquired, 

"Can  you  straighten  out  those  dents  in  the  Tin  Wood- 


"  The  TinsmitJts  worked  for  three  days  and  four  nights.' 


^-  u 


THE  WONDERFUL  WIZARD  OF  OZ.  i6i 

man,  and  bend  him  back  into  shape  again,  and  solder  him 
together  where  he  is  broken?  " 

The  tinsmiths  looked  the  Woodman  over  carefully 
and  then  answered  that  they  thought  they  could  mend  him 
so  he  would  be  as  good  as  ever.  So  they  set  to  work  in 
one  of  the  big  yellow  rooms  of  the  castle  and  worked  for 
three  days  and  four  nights,  hammering  and  twisting  and 
bending  and  soldering  and  polishing  and  pounding  at  the 
legs  and  body  and  head  of  the  Tin  Woodman,  until  at  last 
he  was  straightened  out  into  his  old  form,  and  his  joints 
worked  as  well  as  ever.  To  be  sure,  there  were  several 
patches  on  him,  but  the  tinsmiths  did  a  good  job,  and  as 
the  Woodman  was  not  a  vain  man  he  did  not  mind  the 
patches  at  all. 

When,  at  last,  he  walked  into  Dorothy's  room  and 
thanked  her  for  rescuing  him,  he  was  so  pleased  that  he 
wept  tears  of  joy,  and  Dorothy  had  to  wipe  every  tear 
carefully  from  his  face  with  her  apron,  so  his  joints  would 
not  be  rusted.  At  the  same  time  her  own  tears  fell  thick 
and  fast  at  the  joy  of  meeting  her  old  friend  again,  and 
these  tears  did  not  need  to  be  wiped  away.  As  for  the 
Lion,  he  wiped  his  eyes  so  often  with  the  tip  of  his  tail 
that  it  became  quite  wet,  and  he  was  obliged  to  go  out  into 
the  court-yard  and  hold  it  in  the  sun  till  it  dried. 

"If  we  only  had  the  Scarecrow  with  us  again,"  said 
the  Tin  Woodman,  when  Dorothy  had  finished  telling  him 
everything  that  had  happened,  "I  should  be  quite  happy." 


i62  THE   WONDERFUL  WIZARD  OF  OZ. 

"We  must  try  to  find  him,"  said  the  girl. 

So  she  called  the  Winkles  to  help  her,  and  they 
walked  all  that  day  and  part  of  the  next  until  they  came 
to  the  tall  tree  in  the  branches  of  which  the  Winged 
Monkeys  had  tossed  the  Scarecrow's  clothes. 

It  was  a  very  tall  tree,  and  the  trunk  was  so  smooth 
that  no  one  could  climb  it;  but  the  Woodman  said  at  once, 
"I'll  chop  it  down,  and  then  we  can  get  the  Scare- 
crow's clothes." 

Now  while  the  tinsmiths  had  been  at  work  mending 
the  Woodman  himself,  another  of  the  Winkles,  who  was  a 
goldsmith,  had  made  an  axe-handle  of  solid  gold  and  fitted 
it  to  the  Woodman's  axe,  instead  of  the  old  broken  handle. 
Others  polished  the  blade  until  all  the  rust  was  removed 
and  it  glistened  like  burnished  silver. 

As  soon  as  he  had  spoken,  the  Tin  Woodman  began 
to  chop,  and  in  a  short  time  the  tree  fell  over  with  a  crash, 
when  the  Scarecrow's  clothes  fell  out  of  the  branches  and 
rolled  off  on  the  ground. 

Dorothy  picked  them  up  and  had  the  Winkles  carry 
them  back  to  the  castle,  where  they  were  stuffed  with  nice, 
clean  straw;  and,  behold!  here  was  the  Scarecrow,  as  good 
as  ever,  thanking  them  over  and  over  again  for  saving  him. 

Now  they  were  reunited,  Dorothy  and  her  friends 
spent  a  few  happy  days  at  the  Yellow  Castle,  where  they 
found  everything  they  needed  to  make  them  comfortable. 
But  one  day  the  girl  thought  of  Aunt  Em,  and  said, 


THE  WONDERFUL   WIZARD  OF  OZ. 


163 


"We  must  go  back  to  Oz,  and  claim  his  promise." 

"Yes,"  said  the  Woodman,  "at  last  I  shall  get  my 
heart." 

"And  I  shall  get  my  brains,"  added  the  Scarecrow, 
joyfully. 

"And  I  shall  get  my  courage,"  said  the  Lion,  thought- 
fully. 

"And  I  shall  get  back  to  Kansas,"  cried  Dorothy, 
clapping  her  hands.  "Oh,  let  us  start  for  the  Emerald 
City  to-morrow!" 

This  they  decided  to  do.    The  next  day  they  called 
the  Winkies  together  and    bade    them  good-bye.     The 
Winkles  were  sorry  to  have  them  go,  and  they  had  grown 
so  fond  of   the  Tin    Woodman 
that  they  begged  him  to  stay  and 
rule  over  them  and  the  Yellow 
Land  of  the  West.     Finding  they 
were    determined    to    go,    the 
Winkies  gave  Toto  and  the  Lion 
each  a  golden  collar;  and  to  Doro- 
thy   they    presented  a  beautiful 
bracelet,  studded  with  diamonds; 


i64  THE  WONDERFUL   WIZARD  OF   OZ. 

and  to  the  Scarecrow  they  gave  a  gold-headed  walking 
stick,  to  keep  him  from  stumbling;  and  to  the  Tin  Wood- 
man they  offered  a  silver  oil-can,  inlaid  with  gold  and  set 
with  precious  jewels. 

Every  one  of  the  travellers  made  the  Winkies  a 
pretty  speech  in  return,  and  all  shook  hands  with  them 
until  their  arms  ached. 

Dorothy  went  to  the  Witch's  cupboard  to  fill  her 
basket  with  food  for  the  journey,  and  there  she  saw  the 
Golden  Cap.  She  tried  it  on  her  own  head  and  found  that 
it  fitted  her  exactly.  She  did  not  know  anything  about  the 
charm  of  the  Golden  Cap,  but  she  saw  that  it  was  pretty, 
so  she  made  up  her  mind  to  wear  it  and  carry  her  sun- 
bonnet  in  the  basket. 

Then,  being  prepared  for  the  journey,  they  all  started 
for  the  Emerald  City;  and  the  Winkies  gave  them  three 
cheers  and  many  good  wishes  to  carry  with  them. 


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WILL    REMEMBER 

there  was  no  road— not  even 
a  pathway — between  the  castle  of  the 
Wicked  Witch  and  the  Emerald  City. 
^^  When  the  four  travellers  went  in  search 
^T^^B  of  the  Witch  she  had  seen  them  coming-, 
and  so  sent  the  Winged  Monkeys"to  bring 
them  to  her.  It  was  much  harder  to  find  their  way  back 
through  the  big  fields  of  buttercups  and  yellow  daisies 
than  it  was  being  carried.  They  knew,  of  course,  they  must 
go  straight  east,  toward  the  rising  sun;  and  they  started  off 
in  the  right  way.  But  at  noon,  when  the  sun  was  over 
their  heads,  they  did  not  know  which  was  east  and  which 
was  west,  and  that  was  the  reason  they  were  lost  in  the 
g-reat    / — y^      fields.    They  kept  on   walking,  however. 


were  g-oing& 


m. 


TitK  "WONDERFUL  WIZARD   OF  OZ. 

nXi^t  night  the  moon  came  out  and  shone  brightly.     So 
ifey  lay  dovvii  among  the  sweet  smelHng  yellow  flowers 
slept  soundly  until  morning— all  but  the  Scarecrow 
00' the  Tin  Woodman. 

The  next  morning  the  sun  was  behind  a  cloud,  but 
started  Qm^s4f-the5t^^ef#<i^^sttr^4V  they 

"If  we  walk  far  enough,"  said  Dorothy,  "we  shall 
sometime  come  to  some  place,  I  am  sure." 

But  day  by  day  passed  away,  and  they  still  saw  noth- 
ing before  them  but  the  yellow  fields.  The  Scarecrow  began 
to  grumble  a  bit.  ir-^^^"""  "  \-       " 

"We  have  surely  lost  our  A\'ay,"  he  said,  "and  unless 
>\  e  find  it  again  in  time  to  reach  the  Emerald  City  I  shall 
ever  get  my  brains." 

"Nor  I  my  heart,"  declared  the  Tin  Woodman.  "It 
se^ms  to  me  I  can  scarcely  wait  till  I  get  to  Oz,  and  you 
must  admit  this  is  a  very  long  journey." 

"You  see,"  said  the  Cowardly  Lion,  with  a  whimper, 
'*i* I  haven't  the  courage  to  keep  tramping  forever,  without 
R"etting  anywhere  at  all." 

///'I     Then  Dorothy  lost  heart.     She  sat  down  on  the  grass 

and  looked  at  her  companions,  and  they  sat  down  and 

looked  at  her,  and  Toto  found  that  for  the  first  time  in  his 

life  he  was  too  tired  to  chase  a  butterfly  that 

flew  past  his  head;  so  he  put  out  his  tongue 

;^-  and  panted  and  looked  at  Dorothy  ^s  if  ,tQ  ask 

what  they  should  do  next.  '    v\'^,'^^['  ! 


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THE   WONDERFUL  WIZARD  OF  OZ. 


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:#. 


"Suppose  we  call  the  Field    Mice,"  she  suggested. 
"They  could  probably  tell  us  the  way  to  the  Emerald  City." 

"To  be  sure  they  could,"  cried  the  Scarecrow;  "why 
didn't  we  think  of  that  before?" 

Dorothy  blew  the  little  whistle  she  had  always  carried 
about  her  neck  since  the  Queen  of  the  Mice  had  given  it  to 
her.     In  a  few  minutes  they  heard  the  pattering  of  tiny 
feet,  and  many  of  the  small  grey  mice  came  running  up 
to  her.    Among  them  was  the  Queen  herself,  who  asked, 
in  her  squeaky  little  voice, 

"What  can  I  do  for  my  friends?" 
"-^e^^,/"^  **  We  have  lost  our  way,"  said  Dorothy.    "Can  you 
tell  us  where  the  Emerald  City  is?" 

.^"Certainly,"  answered  the  Queen;  "but  it 
is' a  great  way  off,  for  you  have  had  it  at  your 
backs  all  this  time."     Then  she 
noticed  Dorothy's  Golden  Cap, 
and  said,  "Why  don't  you  use 


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I70  THE   WONDERFUL  WIZARD   OF  OZ. 

the  charm  of  the  Cap,  and  call  the  Winged  Monkeys  to 
you?  They  will  carry  you  to  the  City  of  Oz  in  less  than 
an  hour." 

'T  didn't  know  there  was  a  charm,"  answered  Dorothy, 
in  surprise.     "What  is  it?" 

"It  is  written  inside  the  Golden  Cap,"  replied  the  Queen 
of  the  Mice;  "but  if  you  are  going  to  call  the  Winged 
Monkeys  we  must  run  away,  for  they  are  full  of  mischief 
and  think  it  great  fun  to  plague  us." 

"Won't  they  hurt  me?"  asked  the  girl,  anxiously. 

"Oh,  no;  they  must  obey  the  wearer  of  the  Cap. 
Good-bye!"  And  she  scampered  out  of  sight,  with  all  the 
mice  hurrying  after  her. 

Dorothy  looked  inside  the  Golden  Cap  and  saw  some 
words  written  upon  the  lining.  These,  she  thought,  must 
be  the  charm,  so  she  read  the  directions  carefully  and  put 
the  Cap  upon  her  head. 

"Ep-pe,  pep-pe,  kak-ke!"  she  said,  standing  on  her 
left  foot. 

"What  did  you  say? "  asked  the  Scarecrow,  who  did 
not  know  what  she  was  doing. 

"Hil-lo,  hol-lo,  hel-lo!"  Dorothy  went  on,  standing 
this  time  on  her  right  foot. 

"Hello!"  replied  the  Tin  Woodman,  calmly. 

"Ziz-zy,  zuz-zy,  zik!"  said  Dorothy,  who  was  now 
standing  on  both  feet.  This  ended  the  saying  of  the  charm, 
and  they  heard  a  great  chattering  and  flapping  of  wings. 


"  The  Monkeys  caught  Dorothy  in  their  arms  and  flew  away  with  her, 


The  wonderful  wizard  of  oz.  171 

as  the  band  of  Winged  Monkeys  flew  up  to  them.    The 
King  bowed  low  before  Dorothy,  and  asked, 

''What  is  your  command?" 

"We  wish  to  go  to  the  Emerald  City,"  said  the  child, 
"and  we  have  lost  our  way." 

"We  will  carry  you,"  replied  the  King,  and  no  sooner 
had  he  spoken  than  two  of  the  Monkeys  caught  Dorothy 
in  their  arms  and  flew  away  with  her.  Others  took  the 
Scarecrow  and  the  Woodman  and  the  Lion,  and  one  little 
Monkey  seized  Toto  and  flew  after  them,  although  the  dog 
tried  hard  to  bite  him. 

The  Scarecrow  and  the  Tin  Woodman  were  rather 
frightened  at  first,  for  they  remembered  how  badly  the 
Winged  Monkeys  had  treated  them  before;  but  they  saw 
that  no  harm  was  intended,  so  they  rode  through  the  air 
quite  cheerfully,  and  had  a  fine  time  looking  at  the  pretty 
gardens  and  woods  far  below  them. 

Dorothy  found  herself  riding  easily  between  two  of 
the  biggest  Monkeys,  one  of  them  the  King  himself.  They 
had  made  a  chair  of  their  hands  and  were  careful  not  to 
hurt  her. 

"Why  do  you  have  to  obey  the  charm  of  the  Golden 
Cap?"  she  asked. 

"That  is  a  long  story,"  answered  the  King,  with  a 
laugh;  "but  as  we  have  a  long  journey  before  us  I  will 
pass  the  time  by  telling  you  about  it,  if  you  wish." 

"I  shall  be  glad  to  hear  it,"  she  replied. 


172  THE   WONDERFUL  WIZARD  OE  02. 

"Once,"  began  the  leader,  "we  were  a  free  people, 
living  happily  in  the  great  forest,  flying  from  tree  to  tree, 
eating  nuts  and  fruit,  and  doing  just  as  we  pleased  without 
calling  anybody  master.  Perhaps  some  of  us  were  rather 
too  full  of  mischief  at  times,  flying  down  to  pull  the  tails 
of  the  animals  that  had  no  wings,  chasing  birds,  and 
throwing  nuts  at  the  people  who  walked  in  the  forest.  But 
we  were  careless  and  happy  and  full  of  fun,  and  enjoyed 
every  minute  of  the  day.  This  was  many  years  ago,  long 
before  Oz  came  out  of  the  clouds  to  rule  over  this  land. 

"There  lived  here  then,  away  at  the  North,  a  beautiful 
princess,  who  was  also  a  powerful  sorceress.  All  her 
magic  w^as  used  to  help  the  people,  and  she  was  never 
known  to  hurt  anyone  who  was  good.  Her  name  was 
Gayelette,  and  she  lived  in  a  handsome  palace  built  from 
great  blocks  of  ruby.  Everyone  loved  her,  but  her  greatest 
sorrow  was  that  she  could  find  no  one  to  love  in  return, 
since  all  the  men  were  much  too  stupid  and  ugly  to  mate 
with  one  so  beautiful  and  wise.  At  last,  however,  she 
found  a  boy  who  was  handsome  and  manly  and  wise  be- 
yond his  years.  Gayelette  made  up  her  mind  that  when 
he  grew  to  be  a  man  she  would  make  him  her  husband,  so 
she  took  him  to  her  ruby  palace  and  used  all  her  magic 
powers  to  make  him  as  strong  and  good  and  lovely  as  any 
woman  could  wish.  When  he  grew  to  manhood,  Quelala, 
as  he  was  called,  was  said  to  be  the  best  and  wisest  man 
in  all  the  land,  while  his  manly  beauty  was  so  great  that 


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Gayelette  loved  him  dearly,  and  hastened  to  make  every- 
thing ready  for  the  wedding. 

''My  grandfather  was  at  that  time  the  King  of  the 
Winged  Monkeys  which  lived  in  the  forest  near  Gayalette's 
palace,  and  the  old  fellow  loved  a  joke  better  than  a  good 
dinner.  One  day,  just  before  the  wedding,  my  grandfather 
was  flying  out  with  his  band  when  he  saw  Quelala  walking 
beside  the  river.  He  was  dressed  in  a  rich  costume  of  pink 
silk  and  purple  velvet,  and  my  grandfather  thought  he 
would  see  what  he  could  do.  At  his  word  the  band 
flew  down  and  seized  Quelala,  carried  him  in  their  arms 
until  they  were  over  the  middle  of  the  river,  and  then 
dropped  him  into  the  water. 

"'Swim  out,  my  fine  fellow,'  cried  my  grandfather, 
'and  see  if  the  water  has  spotted  your  clothes.'  Quelala 
was  much  too  wise  not  to  swim,  and  he  was  not  in  the 
least  spoiled  by  all  his  good  fortune.  He  laughed,  when 
he  came  to  the  top  of  the  water,  and  swam  in  to  shore. 
But  when  Gayelette  came  running  out  to  him  she  found 
his  silks  and  velvet  all  ruined  by  the  river. 

"The  princess  was  very  angry,  and  she  knew,of  course, 
who  did  it.  She  had  all  the  Winged  Monkeys  brought 
before  her,  and  she  said  at  first  that  their  wings  should 
be  tied  and  they  should  be  treated  as  they  had  treated 
Quelala,  and  dropped  in  the  river.  But  my  grandfather 
pleaded  hard,  for  he  knew  the  Monkeys  would  drown  in 
the  river  with  their  wings  tied,  and  Quelala  said  a  kind 


174  THE   WONDERFUL  WIZARD   OF   OZ. 

word  for  them  also;  so  that  Gayelette  finally  spared  them, 
on  condition  that  the  Winged  Monkeys  should  ever  after 
do  three  times  the  bidding  of  the  owner  of  the  Golden 
Cap.  This  Cap  had  been  made  for  a  wedding  present  to 
Quelala,  and  it  is  said  to  have  cost  the  princess  half  her 
kingdom.  Of  course  my  grandfather  and  all  the  other 
Monkeys  at  once  agreed  to  the  condition,  and  that  is  how 
it  happens  that  we  are  three  times  the  slaves  of  the  owner 
of  the  Golden  Cap,  whomsoever  he  may  be." 

"And  what  became  of  them?"  asked  Dorothy,  who 
had  been  greatly  interested  in  the  story. 

"Quelala  being  the  first  owner  of  the  Golden  Cap," 
replied  the  Monkey,  "he  was  the  first  to  lay  his  wishes 
upon  us.  As  his  bride  could  not  bear  the  sight  of  us,  he 
called  us  all  to  him  in  the  forest  after  he  had  married  her 
and  ordered  us  to  always  keep  where  she  could  never  again 
set  eyes  on  a  Winged  Monkey,  which  we  were  glad  to  do, 
for  we  were  all  afraid  of  her. 

"This  was  all  we  ever  had  to  do  until  the  Golden  Cap 
fell  into  the  hands  of  the  Wicked  Witch  of  the  W^est,  who 
made  us  enslave  the  Winkies,  and  afterward  drive  Oz 
himself  out  of  the  Land  of  the  West.  Now  the  Golden 
Cap  is  yours,  and  three  times  you  have  the  right  to  lay 
your  wishes  upon  us." 

As  the  Monkey  King  finished  his  story  Dorothy 
looked  down  and  saw  the  green,  shining  walls  of  the 
Emerald  City  before  them.     She  wondered  at  the  rapid 


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flight  of  the  Monkeys,  but  was  glad  the  journey  was  over. 
The  strange  creatures  set  the  travellers  down  carefully 
before  the  gate  of  the  City,  the  King  bowed  low  to  Doro- 
thy, and  then  flew  swiftly  away,  followed  by  all  his  band. 

"That  was  a  good  ride,"  said  the  little  girl. 

"Yes,  and  a  quick  way  out  of  our  troubles,"  replied  the 
Lion.  "How  lucky  it  was  you  brought  away  that  wonder- 
ful Cap!" 


^ 


^\\\\\\in;ii/////////7/ 


■# 


Four  travellers  walked  up  to  the 

great  gate  of  the  Emerald   City 

and   rang-   the  bell.     After  ringing 

several  times   it  was  opened  by  the 

same  Guardian  of  the  Gate  they  had  met 

before.^ 

"What!  are  you  back  again?"  he  asked, 
in  surprise.    ;^>^ 
\  VUj  /  /'Do  you  not  see  us? '^ answered  the  Scarecrow. 
^x^^^i''^'"  I   thought .^Qik^^       gone  to  visit  the  Wicked 

:^^^Gh  of  the  West."  "^^^^ 
"^"^^/^-^'We  did  visit  her,"  said  the  Scarecrow. 

"And  she  let  you  go   again?"   asked    the    man,  in 
wonder.  ..xx\\li//. 


i8o  THE   WONDERFUL   WIZARD  OF  OZ. 

"She  could  not  help  it,  for  she  is  melted,"  explained 
the  Scarecrow. 

"Melted!    Well,  that  is  good  news,  indeed,"  said  the 
man.    "Who  melted  her?" 

"It  was  Dorothy,"  said  the  Lion,  gravely. 

"Good  gracious! "  exclaimed  the  man,  and  he  bowed 
very  low  indeed  before  her. 

Then  he  led  them  into  his  little  room  and  locked  the 
spectacles  from  the  great  box  on  all  their  eyes,  just  as  he 
had  done  before.  Afterward  they  passed  on  through  the 
gate  into  the  Emerald  City,  and  when  the  people  heard 
from  the  Guardian  of  the  Gate  that  they  had  melted  the 
Wicked  Witch  of  the  West  they  all  gathered  around  the 
travellers  and  followed  them  in  a  great  crowd  to  the 
Palace  of  Oz. 

The  soldier  with  the  green  whiskers  was  still  on  guard 
before  the  door,  but  he  let  them  in  at  once  and  they  were 
again  met  by  the  beautiful  green  girl,  who  showed  each 
of  them  to  their  old  rooms  at  once,  so  they  might  rest  until 
the  Great  Oz  was  ready  to  receive  them. 

The  soldier  had  the  news  carried  straight  to  Oz  that 
Dorothy  and  the  other  travellers  had  come  back  again, 
after  destroying  the  Wicked  Witch;  but  Oz  made  no  reply. 
They  thought  the  Great  Wizard  would  send  for  them  at 
once,  but  he  did  not.  They  had  no  word  from  him  the 
next  day,  nor  the  next,  nor  the  next.  The  waiting  was 
tiresome  and  wearing,  and  at  last  they  grew  vexed  that 


THE  WONDERFUL  WIZARD  OF  OZ.  i8i 

Oz  should  treat  them  in  so  poor  a  fashion,  after  sending 
them  to  undergo  hardships  and  slavery.  So  the  Scare- 
crow at  last  asked  the  green  girl  to  take  another  message 
to  Oz,  saying  if  he  did  not  let  them  in  to  see  him  at  once 
they  would  call  the  Winged  Monkeys  to  help  them,  and 
find  out  whether  he  kept  his  promises  or  not.  When  the 
Wizard  was  given  this  message  he  was  so  frightened  that 
he  sent  word  for  them  to  come  to  the  Throne  Room  at 
four  minutes  after  nine  o'clock  the  next  morning.  He  had 
once  met  the  Winged  Monkeys  in  the  Land  of  the  West, 
and  he  did  not  wish  to  meet  them  again. 

The  four  travellers  passed  a  sleepless  night,  each 
thinking  of  the  gift  Oz  had  promised  to  bestow  upon  him. 
Dorothy  fell  asleep  only  once,  and  then  she  dreamed  she 
was  in  Kansas,  where  Aunt  Em  was  telling  her  how  glad 
she  was  to  have  her  little  girl  at  home  again. 

Promptly  at  nine  o'clock  the  next  morning  the  green 
whiskered  soldier  came  to  them,  and  four  minutes  later 
they  all  went  into  the  Throne  Room  of  the  Great  Oz. 

Of  course  each  one  of  them  expected  to  see  the 
Wizard  in  the  shape  he  had  taken  before,  and  all  were 
greatly  surprised  when  they  looked  about  and  saw  no  one 
at  all  in  the  room.  They  kept  close  to  the  door  and  closer 
to  one  another,  for  the  stillness  of  the  empty  room  was 
more  dreadful  than  any  of  the  forms  they  had  seen  Oz 
take. 

Presently  they  heard  a  Voice,  seeming  to  come 


i82  THE  WONDERFUL  WIZARD  OF  OZ. 

from  somewhere  near  the  top  of  the  great  dome,  and  it 
said,  solemnly. 

"I  am  Oz,  the  Great  and  Terrible.  Why  do  you 
seek  me?" 

They  looked  again  in  every  part  of  the  room,  and 
then,  seeing  no  one,  Dorothy  asked, 

"Where  are  you?" 

*T  am  everywhere,"  answered  the  Voice,  **but  to  the 
eyes  of  common  mortals  I  am  invisible.  I  will  now  seat 
myself  upon  my  throne,  that  you  may  converse  with  me." 
Indeed,  the  Voice  seemed  just  then  to  come  straight  from 
the  throne  itself;  so  they  walked  toward  it  and  stood  in  a 
row  while  Dorothy  said: 

"We  have  come  to  claim  our  promise,  O  Oz." 

"What  promise?"  asked  Oz. 

"You  promised  to  send  me  back  to  Kansas  when  the 
Wicked  Witch  was  destroyed,"  said  the  girl. 

"And  you  promised  to  give  me  brains,"  said  the 
Scarecrow. 

"And  you  promised  to  give  me  a  heart,"  said  the  Tin 
Woodman. 

"And  you  promised  to  give  me  courage,"  said  the 
Cowardly  Lion. 

"Is  the  Wicked  Witch  really  destroyed?"  asked  the 
Voice,  and  Dorothy  thought  it  trembled  a  little. 

"Yes,"  she  answered,  "I  melted  her  with  a  bucket  of 
water." 


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183 


"Dear  me,"  said  the  Voice;  "how  sudden!  Well,  come 
to  me  to-morrow,  for  I  must  have  time  to  think  it 
over." 

"You've  had  plenty  of  time  already,"  said  the  Tin 
Woodman,  angrily. 

"We  shan't  wait  a  day  longer,"  said  the  Scarecrow. 

"You  must  keep  your  promises  to  us!"  exclaimed 
Dorothy. 

The  Lion  thought  it  might  be  as  well  to  frighten  the 
Wizard,  so  he  gave  a  large,  loud  roar,  which  was  so  fierce 
and  dreadful  that  Toto  jumped  away  from  him  in  alarm 
and  tipped  over  the  screen  that  stood  in  a  corner.  As  it 
fell  with  a  crash  they  looked  that  way,  and  the  next 
moment  all  of  them  were  filled  with  wonder.  For  they 
.saw,  standing  in  just  the  spot  the  screen  had  hidden,  a  little, 
'old  man,  with  a  bald  head  and  a  wrinkled  face,  who 
seemed  to  be  as  much  surprised  as  they  were.  The  Tin 
Woodman,  raising  his  axe,  rushed  toward  the 
little  man  and  cried  out, 

"Who  are  you?" 

"I  am  Oz,  the  Great 
and    Terrible,"   said   the 

little  man,  in  a  trembling  V^^^l^^/F 

voice,  "but  don't  strike 
•  me  —  please  don't!  —  and 
I'll  do  anything  you  want 
me  to." 


i84  THE   WONDERFUL  WIZARD   OF  OZ. 

Our  friends  looked  at  him  in  surprise  and  dismay. 

**I  thought  Oz  was  a  great  Head,"  said  Dorothy. 

"And  I  thought  Oz  was  a  lovely  Lady,"  said  the 
Scarecrow, 

**And  I  thought  Oz  was  a  terrible  Beast,"  said  the  Tin 
Woodman. 

"And  I  thought  Oz  was  a  Ball  of  Fire,"  exclaimed  the 
Lion. 

"No;  you  are  all  wrong,"  said  the  little  man,  meekly. 
"I  have  been  making  believe." 

"Making  believe!"  cried  Dorothy.  "Are  you  not  a 
great  Wizard?" 

"Hush,  my  dear,"  he  said;  "don't  speak  so  loud,  or  you 
will  be  overheard — and  I  should  be  ruined.  I'm  supposed 
to  be  a  Great  Wizard." 

"And  aren't  you?"  she  asked. 

"Not  a  bit  of  it,  my  dear;  I'm  just  a  common  man." 

"You're  more  than  that,"  said  the  Scarecrow,  in  a 
grieved  tone;  "you're  a  humbug." 

"Exactly  so!"  declared  the  little  man,  rubbing  his 
hands  together  as  if  it  pleased  him;  "I  am  a  humbug." 

"But  this  is  terrible,"  said  the  Tin  Woodman;  "how 
shall  I  ever  get  my  heart?" 

"Or  I  my  courage?"  asked  the  Lion. 

"Or  I  my  brains?"  wailed  the  Scarecrow,  wiping  the 
the  tears  from  his  eyes  with  his  coat-sleeve. 

"My  dear  friends,"  said  Oz,  "I  pray  you  not  to  speak 


"  Exactly  so  I     I  am  a  liumhug. 


THE  WONDERFUL   WIZARD   OF  OZ.  185 

of  these  little  things.    Think  of  me,  and  the  terrible  trouble 
I'm  in  at  being  found  out." 

'^Doesn't  anyone  else  know  you're  a  humbug?"  asked 
Dorothy. 

"No  one  knows  it  but  you  four — and  myself,"  replied 
Oz.  "I  have  fooled  everyone  so  long  that  I  thought  I 
should  never  be  found  out.  It  was  a  great  mistake  my 
ever  letting  you  into  the  Throne  Room.  Usually  I  will 
not  see  even  my  subjects,  and  so  they  believe  I  am  some- 
thing terrible." 

"But,  I  don't  understand,"  said  Dorothy,  in  bewilder- 
ment. "How  was  it  that  you  appeared  to  me  as  a  great 
Head?" 

"That  was  one  of  my  tricks,"  answered  Oz.  "Step 
this  way,  please,  and  I  will  tell  you  all  about  it." 

He  led  the  way  to  a  small  chamber  in  the  rear  of  the 
Throne  Room,  and  they  all  followed  him.  He  poiated  to 
one  corner,  in  which  lay  the  Great  Head,  made  out  of 
many  thicknesses  of  paper,  and  with  a  carefully  painted 
face. 

"This  I  hung  from  the  ceiling  by  a  wire,"  said  Oz;  "I 
stood  behind  the  screen  and  pulled  a  thread,  to  make  the 
eyes  move  and  the  mouth  open." 

"But  how  about  the  voice?"  she  enquired. 

"Oh,  I  am  a  ventriloquist,"  said  the  little  man,  "and  I 
can  throw  the  sound  of  my  voice  wherever  I  wish;  so  that 
you  thought  it  was  coming  out  of  the  Head.     Here  are 


1 86  THE  WONDERFUI.  WIZARD  OF  OZ. 

the  other  things  I  used  to  deceive  you."  He  showed  the 
Scarecrow  the  dress  and  the  mask  he  had  worn  when  he 
seemed  to  be  the  lovely  Lady;  and  the  Tin  Woodman  saw 
that  his  Terrible  Beast  was  nothing-  but  a  lot  of  skins,  sewn 
together,  with  slats  to  keep  their  sides  out.  As  for  the 
Ball  of  Fire,  the  false  Wizard  had  hung  that  also  from  the 
ceiling.  It  was  really  a  ball  of  cotton,  but  when  oil  was 
poured  upon  it  the  ball  burned  fiercely. 

"Really,"  said  the  Scarecrow,  "yo^^  ought  to  be 
ashamed  of  yourself  for  being  such  a  humbug." 

*T  am — I  certainly  am,"  answered  the  little  man,  sor- 
rowfully; "but  it  w^as  the  only  thing  I  could  do.  Sit  down, 
please,  there  are  plenty  of  chairs;  and  I  will  tell  you  my 
story." 

So  they  sat  down  and  listened  while  he  told  the  fol- 
lowing tale: 

"I  was  born  in  Omaha — " 

"Why,  that  isn't  very  far  from  Kansas!"  cried  Dorothy. 

"No;  but  it's  farther  from  here,"  he  said,  shaking  his 
head  at  her,  sadly.  "When  I  grew  up  I  became  a  ventrilo- 
quist, and  at  that  I  was  very  well  trained  by  a  great  master. 
I  can  imitate  any  kind  of  a  bird  or  beast."  Here  he 
mewed  so  like  a  kitten  that  Toto  pricked  up  his  ears  and 
looked  everywhere  to  see  where  she  was.  "After  a  time," 
continued  Oz,  "I  tired  of  that,  and  became  a  balloonist." 

"What  is  that?"  asked  Dorothy. 

"A  man  who  goes  up  in  a  balloon  on  circus  day,  so  as 


orning" 
floating 


'THE  WONDERFUL   WIZARD   OF  OZ 

to  draw  a  crowd  of  people  together  and 
get  them  to  pay  to  see  the  circus,"  he 
explained. 

"Oh,"  she  said;  "I  know." 

"Well,  one  day  I  went  up  in  a  bal- 
loon and  the  ropes  got  twisted,  so  that 
I  couldn't  come  down  again.  It  went 
way  up  above  the  clouds,  so  far  that  a 
current  of  air  struck  it  and  carried  it 
many,  many  miles  away.  For  a  day 
and  a  night  I  travelled  through  the  air,  and  on  the 
of  the  second  day  I  awoke  and  found  the  balloo 
over  a  strange  and  beautiful  country. 

"It  came  down  gradually,  and  I  was  nj^  hurt  a  bit. 
But  I  found  myself  in  the  midst  of  a  strange  people,  who, 
seeing  me  come  from  the  clouds,  thought  I  was  a  great 
Wizard.  Of  course  I  let  them  think  so,  because  they  were 
afraid  of  me,  and  promised  to  do  anything  I  wished 
them  to. 

"Just  to  amuse  myself,  and  keep  the  good  people  busy, 
I  ordered  them  to  build  this  City,  and  my  palace;  and  they 
did  it  all  willingly  and  well.     Then  I  thought,  as  the  coun- 

Jtry  was  so  green  and  beautiful,  I  wrould  callitthe  Emerald 

i^^^-City,;  and  to  make  the  name  fit  better  I  put  green  spectacles 
^i^]on  all  the  people,  so  that  everything  they  saw  was  green." 

"But  isn't  everything  here  green?"  asked  Dorothy,-  ^ 

'"No  m^re  than  in  any  other  city,"  replied  Oz^^JJbu 


j&ii^  .-'- 


i88  THE  WONDERFUL  WIZARD  OF  OZ. 

when  you  wear  green  spectacles,  why  of  course  everything 
you  see  looks  green  to  you.  The  Emerald  City  was  built 
a  great  many  years  ago,  for  I  was  a  young  man  when  the 
balloon  brought  me  here,  and  I  am  a  very  old  man  now. 
But  my  people  have  worn  green  glasses  on  their-  eyes  so 
long  that  most  of  them  think  it  really  is  an  Emerald  City, 
and  it  certainly  is  a  beautiful  place,  abounding  in  jewels 
and  precious  metals,  and  every  good  thing  that  is  needed 
to  make  one  happy.  I  have  been  good  to  the  people,  and 
they  like  me;  but  ever  since  this  Palace  was  built  I  have 
shut  myself  up  and  would  not  see  any  of  them. 

"One  of  my  greatest  fears  was  the  Witches,  for  while 
I  had  no  magical  powers  at  all  I  soon  found  out  that  the 
Witches  were  really  able  to  do  wonderful  things.  There 
were  four  of  them  in  this  country,  and  they  ruled  the  peo- 
ple who  live  in  the  North  and  South  and  East  and  West. 
Fortunately,  the  Witches  of  the  North  and  South  were 
good,  and  I  knew  they  would  do  me  no  harm;  but  the 
Witches  of  the  East  and  West  were  terribly  wicked,  and 
had  they  not  thought  I  was  more  powerful  than  they  them- 
selves, they  would  surely  have  destroyed  me.  As  it  was, 
I  lived  in  deadly  fear  of  them  for  many  years;  so  you  can 
imagine  how  pleased  I  was  when  I  heard  your  house  had 
fallen  on  the  Wicked  Witch  of  the  East.  When  you  came 
to  me  I  was  willing  to  promise  anything  if  you  would  only 
do  away  with  the  other  Witch;  but,  now  that  you  have 
melted  her,  I  am  ashamed  to  say  that  I  cannot  keep  my 
promises." 


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"I  think  you  are  a  very  bad  man,"  said  Dorothy. 

"Oh,  no,  my  dear;  I'm  really  a  very  good  man;  but 
■  I'm  a  very  bad  Wizard,  I  must  admit." 

"Can't  you  give  me  brains?"  asked  the  Scare- 
crow. 

"You  don't  need  them.  You  are  learning  something 
every  day.  A  baby  has  brains,  but  it  doesn't  know  much. 
Experience  is  the  only  thing  that  brings  knowledge,  and 
the  longer  you  are  on  earth  the  more  experience  you  are 
sure  to  get." 

"That  may  all  be  true,"  said  the   Scarecrow,  "but  I 
shall  be  very  unhappy  unless  you  give  me  brains." 
The  false  wizard  looked  at  him  carefully. 

"Well,"  he  said,  with  a  sigh,  "I'm  not  much  of  a  ma- 
gician, as  I  said;  but  if  you  will  come  to  me  to-morrow 
morning,  I  will  stuff  your  head  with  brains.  I  cannot^iell 
you  how  to  use  them,  however;  you  must  find  that  out 
yourself." 

"Oh,  thank  you — thank  you!"    cried  the   Scare- 
crow.   "I'll  find  a  way  to  use 
them,  never  fear!" 

"But  how  about  my  cour- 
age?" asked  the  Lion,  anxiously. 

"You  have  plenty  of  cour- 
fe,  I  am  sure,"  answered  Oz. 
"All  you  need  is  confidence  in 
yourself.     There  is  no    living 


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THE   WONDERFUIv  WIZARD   OF  OZ. 


tiling  that  is  not  afraid  when  it  faces  danger.  True  cour- 
ag-e  is  in  facing  danger  when  you  are  afraid,  and  that  kind 
of  courage  you  have  in  plenty." 

"Perhaps  I  have,  but  I'm  scared  just  the  same,"  said 
the.  Lion.     "I  shall  really  be  very  unhappy  unless  you  give 
me  the  sort  of  courage  that  makes  one  forget  he  is  afraid." 
"Very  well;  I  will  give  you  that  sort  of  courage  to- 
morrow," replied  Oz. 

"How  about  my  heart?"  asked  the  Tin  Woodman. 
"Why,  as  for  that,"  answered  Oz,  "I  think  you  are 
wrong  to  want  a  heart.  It  makes  most  people  unhappy. 
If  you  only  knew  it,  you  are  in  luck  not  to  have  a  heart." 
"That  must  be  a  matter  of  opinion,"  said  the  Tin 
Woodman.  *  "For  my  part,  I  will  bear  all  the  unhappiness 
without  a  murmur,  if  you  will  give  me  the  heart." 

"Very  well,"  answered  Oz,  meekly.  "Come 
to  me  to-morrow  and  you  shall  have  a  heart.  I 
have  played  Wizard  for  so  many  years  that  I  may 
as  well  continue  the  part  a  little  longer." 

"And  now,"  said  Dorothy,  "how 
am  I  to  get  back  to  Kansas?" 

"We  shall  have  to  think  about  that," 
replied  the  little  man,  "Give  me  two 
or  three  days  to  consider  the  matter 
and  I'll  try  to  find  a  way  to  carry  you 
over  the  desert.  In  the  meantime  you 
shall  all  be  treated  as  my  guests,  and 


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191 


while  you  live  in  the  Palace  my  people  will  wait  upon  you 
and  obey  your  slighest  wish.  There  is  only  one  thing  I 
ask  in  return  for  my  help — such  as  it  is.  You  must  keep 
my  secret  and  tell  no  one  I  am  a  humbug." 

They  agreed  to  say  nothing  of  what  they  had  learned, 
and  went  back  to  their  rooms  in  high  spirits.  Even  Doro- 
thy had  hope  that  "The  Great  and  Terrible  Humbug,"  as 
she  called  him,  would  find  a  way  to  send  her  back  to 
Kansas,  and  if  he  did  that  she  was  willing  to  forgive  him 
everything. 


MORNING  THE 

Scarecrow  said  to  his 

friends: 

" Congratulate  me.     I  am  going 

to   Oz  to   get   my  brains   at    last. 

When  I  return  I  shall  be  as  other 

men  are." 

"I   have   always   liked   you  as 
you  were,"  said  Dorothy,  simply. 

"It  is  kind  of  you  to  like  a  Scarecrow,"  he  replied. 
"But  surely  you  will  think  more  of  me  when  you  hear  the 
splendid  thoughts  my  new  brain  is  going  to  turn  out." 
Then  he  said  good-bye  to  them  all  in  a  cheerful  voice  and 
went  to  the  Throne  Room,  where  he  rapped  upon  the  door. 
"Come  in,"  said  Oz. 


196  THE   WONDERFUL   WIZARD  OF  OZ. 

The  Scarecrow  went  in  and  found  the  Httle  man  sit- 
ting" down  by  the  window,  engaged  in  deep  thought. 

"I  have  come  for  my  brains,"  remarked  the  Scarecrow, 
a  Httle  uneasily. 

"Oh,  yes;  sit  down  in  that  chair,  please,"  replied  Oz. 
"You  must  excuse  me  for  taking  your  head  off,  but  I  shall 
have  to  do  it  in  order  to  put  your  brains  in  their  proper 
place." 

"That's  all  right,"  said  the  Scarecrow.  "You  are  quite 
welcome  to  take  my  head  off,  as  long  as  it  will  be  a  better 
one  when  you  put  it  on  again." 

So  the  Wizard  unfastened  his  head  and  emptied  out 
the  straw.  Then  he  entered  the  back  room  and  took  up  a 
measure  of  bran,  which  he  mixed  with  a  great  many  pins 
and  needles.  Having  shaken  them  together  thoroughly, 
he  filled  the  top  of  the  Scarecrow's  head  with  the  mixture 
and  stuffed  the  rest  of  the  space  with  straw,  to  hold  it  in 
place.  When  he  had  fastened  the  Scarecrow's  head  on 
his  body  again  he  said  to  him, 

"Hereafter  you  will  be  a  great  man,  for  I  have  given 
you  a  lot  of  bran-new  brains." 

The  Scarecrow  was  both  pleased  and  proud  at  the 
fulfillment  of  his  greatest  wish,  and  having  thank  J  Oz 
warmly  he  went  back  to  his  friends. 

Dorothy  looked  at  him  curiously.  His  head  was 
quite  bulging  out  at  the  top  with  brains. 

"How  do  you  feel?"  she  asked. 


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197 


"I  feel  wise,  indeed,"  he  answered,  earnestly.  "When 
I  get  used  to  my  brains  I  shall  know  everything." 

"Why  are  those  needles  and  pins  sticking  out  of  your 
head?  "  asked  the  Tin  Woodman. 

"That  is  proof  that  he  is  sharp,"  remarked  the  Lion. 
"Well,  I  must  go  to  Oz  and  get  my  heart,"  said  the 
Woodman.     So   he  walked  to  the  Throne    Room    and 
knocked  at  the  door. 

"Come  in,"  called  Oz,  and  the  W^oodman  entered  and 
said, 

"I  have  come  for  my  heart." 

"Very  well,"  answered  the  little  man.  "But  I  shall 
have  to  cut  a  hole  in  your  breast,  so  I  can  put  your  heap 
in  the  right  place.     I  hope  it  won't  hurt  you  " 

"Oh,  no;"  answered  the  Woodman.     "I  shall  no 
it  at  all." 

So  Oz  brought  a.  pair  of  tinners'  shears  and  cut  a 

small,  square  hole  in  the 
left  side  of  the  Tin  Wood- 
man's breast.  Then,  going 
to  a  chest  of  drawers,  he 
took  out  a  pretty  heart, 
made  entirely  of  silk  and 
stuffed  with  sawdust. 

"Isn't  it  a  beauty?"  he 
asked. 

"It  is,  indeed!"  replied 


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THE   WONDERFUL   WIZARD  OF  OZ. 


the  Woodman,  who  was  greatly  pleased.    "But  is  it  a  kind 
heart?" 

"Oh,  very!"  answered  O2.  He  put  the  heart  in  the 
Woodman's  breast  and  then  replaced  the  square  of  tin, 
soldering-  it  neatly  together  where  it  had  been  cut. 

"There,"  said  he;  "now  you  have  a  heart  that  any  man 
might  be  proud  of.  I'm  sorry  I  had  to  put  a  patch  on  your 
breast,  but  it  really  couldn't  be  helped." 

"Never  mind  the  patch,"  exclaimed  the  happy  Wood- 
man. "I  am  very  grateful  to  you,  and  shall  never  forget 
your  kindness." 

"Don  t  speak  of  it,"  replied  Oz. 
Then  the  Tin  Woodman  went  back  to  his 
friends,  who  wished  him  every  joy  on  account  of 
his  good  fortune. 

The  Lion  now  walked  to  the  Throne 
Room  and  knocked  at  the  door. 
"Come  in,"  said  Oz. 
"I  have   come  for  my  courage,"  an- 
nounced the  Lion,  entering  the  room. 
"Very  well,"  answered  the  little 
man;  "I  will  get  it  for  you." 
He  went  to  a  cupboard 
and  reaching  up  to  a   high 
shelf    took    down   a 
square  green  bottle. 


"  '  Tfeel  ici^e,  indeed,'  ■■^kuI  the  Scarecroir. 


THE   WONDERFUL    WIZARD   OF  OZ.  199 

he  poured  into  a  g^reen-gold  dish,  beautifully  carved. 
Placing-  this  before  the  Cowardly  Lion,  who  sniffed  at  it 
as  if  he  did  not  like  it,  the  Wizard  said, 

"Drink." 

"What  is  it?"  asked  the  Lion. 

"Well,"  answered  Oz,  "if  it  were  inside  of  you,  it  would 
be  courage.  You  know,  of  course,  that  courage  is  ahvays 
inside  one;  so  that  this  really  cannot  be  called  courage 
until  you  have  swallowed  it.  Therefore  I  advise  you  to 
drink  it  as  soon  as  possible." 

The  Lion  hesitated  no  longer,  but  drank  till  the  dish 
was  empty. 

"How  do  you  feel  now^?"  asked  Oz. 

"Full  of  courage,"  replied  the  Lion,  who  went  joyfully 
back  to  his  friends  to  tell  them  of  his  good  fortune. 

Oz,  left  to  himself,  smiled  to  think  of  his  success  in 
giving  the  Scarecrow  and  the  Tin  Woodman  and  the  Lion 
exactly  what  they  thought  they  wanted.  "How  can  I  help 
being  a  humbug,"  he  said,  "when  all  these  people  make 
me  do  things  that  everybody  knows  can't  be  done?  It 
was  easy  to  make  the  Scarecrow  and  the  Lion  and  the 
Woodman  happy,  because  they  imagined  I  could  do  any- 
thing. But  it  will  take  more  than  imagination  to  carry 
Dorothy  back  to  Kansas,  and  I'm  sure  I  don't  know  how 
it  can  be  done." 


/o^ 


Three  days  Dorothy  heard 
nothing;  from   Oz.     These 
were  sad  days  for  the  httle 
girl,  although  her  friends  were  all  quite  happy  and 
contented.     The  Scarecrow  told  them  there  were 
wonderful  thoughts  in  his  head;  but  he  would  not 
say  what  they  were  because  he  knew  no  one  could 
/  understand    them  but  himself.      When  the  Tin 
odman    walked    about    he    felt    his    heart    rattling 
i\    around  in  his  breast;  and  he  told  Dorothy  he  had  discov- 
j  Wred  it  to  be  a  kinder  and  more  tender  heart  than  the  one 
'i  ne  l^d -owned  when  he  was  made  of  flesh.     The  Lion  de- 
\  V ym^^^^he  was  afraid  ot  nothing  on  earth,  and  would  gladly 
\  .  fUfii  if!  army  of  men  or  a  dozen  of  the  fierce  Kalidahs. 


m 


204  THE   WONDERFUL  WIZARD   OF  OZ. 

Thus  each  of  the  Httle  party  was  satisfied  except 
Dorothy,  who  longed  more  than  ever  to  get  back  to 
Kansas. 

On  the  fourth  day,  to  her  great  joy,  Oz  sent  for  her, 
and  when  she  entered  the  Throne  Room  he  said,  pleas- 
antly: 

"Sit  down,  my  dear;  I  think  I  have  found  the  way  to 
get  you  out  of  this  country." 

"And  back  to  Kansas?"  she  asked,  eagerly. 

"Well,  I'm  not  sure  about  Kansas,"  said  Oz;  "for  I 
haven't  the  faintest  notion  which  way  it  lies.  But  the  first 
thing  to  do  is  to  cross  the  desert,  and  then  it  should  be 
easy  to  find  your  way  home." 

"How  can  I  cross  the  desert?"  she  enquired. 

"Well,  I'll  tell  you  what  I  think,"  said  the  little  man. 
"You  see,  when  I  came  to  this  country  it  was  in  a  balloon. 
You  also  came  through  the  air,  being  carried  by  a  cyclone. 
So  I  believe  the  best  way  to  get  across  the  desert  will  be 
through  the  air.  Now,  it  is  quite  beyond  my  powers  to 
make  a  cyclone;  but  I've  been  thinking  the  matter  over, 
and  I  believe  I  can  make  a  balloon." 

"How?"  asked  Dorothy. 

"A  balloon,"  said  Oz,  "is  made  of  silk,  which  is  coated 
with  glue  to  keep  the  gas  in  it.  I  have  plenty  of  silk  in 
the  Palace,  so  it  will  be  no  trouble  for  us  to  make  the  bal- 
loon. But  in  all  this  country  there  is  no  gas  to  fill  the 
balloon  with,  to  make  it  float." 


THE   WONDERFUL  WIZARD   OF  OZ. 


205 


"If  it  won't  float,"  remarked  Dorothy,  '*it  will  be  of  no 
use  to  us." 

"True,"  answered  Oz.  "But  there  is  another  way  to 
make  it  float,  which  is  to  fill  it  with  hot  air.  Hot  air  isn't 
as  good  as  gas,  for  if  the  air  should  get  cold  the  balloon 
w^ould  come  down  in  the  desert,  and  we  should  be  lost." 

"We!"  exclaimed  the  girl;  "are  you  going  with  me?" 

"Yes,  of  course,"  replied  Oz.  I  am  tired  of  being  such 
a  humbug.  If  I  should  go  out  of  this  Palace  my  people 
w^ould  soon  discover  I  am  not  a  Wizard,  and  then  they 
would  be  vexed  with  me  for  having  deceived  them.  So  I 
have  to  stay  shut  up  in  these  rooms  all  day,  and  it  gets 
tiresome.  I'd  much  rather  go  back  to  Kansas  with  you 
and  be  in  a  circus  again." 

"I  shall  be  glad  to  have  your  company," 
said  Dorothy. 

"Thank  you,"  he  answered.  "Now,  if 
you  will  help  me  sew  the  silk  together,  we 
will  begin  to  work  on  our  balloon." 

So  Dorothy  took  a  needle  and  thread, 
and  as  fast  as  Oz  cut  the  strips  of  silk  into 
proper  shape  the   girl   sewed   them   neatly 
together.     First  there  was  a  strip  of 
light  green  silk,  then  a  strip  of  dark 
green   and  then   a  strip   of  emerald 
green;  for  Oz  had  a  fancy  to  make 
the  balloon  in  different  shades  of  the 


2o6  THE  WONDERFUL   WIZARD  OF  OZ 

color  about  them.  It  took  three  days  to  sew  all  the  strips 
together,  but  when  it  was  finished  they  had  a  big"  bag  of 
green  silk  more  than  twenty  feet  long. 

Then  Oz  painted  it  on  the  inside  with  a  coat  of  thin 
glue,  to  fnake  it  air-tight,  after  which  he  announced  that 
the  balloon  was  ready. 

''But  we  must  have  a  basket  to  ride  in,"  he  said.  So 
he  sent  the  soldier  with  the  green  whiskers  for  a  big 
clothes  basket,  which  he  fastened  with  many  ropes  to  the 
bottom  of  the  balloon. 

When  it  was  all  ready,  Oz  sent  word  to  his  people 
that  he  was  going  to  make  a  visit  to  a  great  brother 
Wizard  who  lived  in  the  clouds.  The  news  spread  rapidly 
throughout  the  city  and  everyone  came  to  see  the  won- 
derful sight. 

Oz  ordered  the  balloon  carried  out  in  front  of  the 
Palace,  and  the  people  gazed  upon  it  with  much  curiosity. 
The  Tin  Woodman  had  chopped  a  big  pile  of  wood,  and 
now  he  made  a  fire  of  it,  and  Oz  held  the  bottom  of  the 
balloon  over  the  fire  so  that  the  hot  air  that  arose  from  it 
would  be  caught  in  the  silken  bag.  Gradually  the  balloon 
swelled  out  and  rose  into  the  air,  until  finally  the  basket 
just  touched  the  ground. 

Then  Oz  got  into  the  basket  and  said  to  all  the  peo- 
ple in  a  loud  voice: 

"I  am  now  going  away  to  make  a  visit.  While  I  am 
gone  the  Scarecrow  will  rule  over  you.  I  command  you 
to  obey  him  as  you  would  me." 


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207 


The  balloon  was  by  this  time  tugging-  hard  at  the  rope 
that  held  it  to  the  ground,  for  the  air  within  it  was  hot,  and 
this  made  it  so  much  lighter  in  weight  than  the  air  without 
that  it  pulled  hard  to  rise  into  the  sky. 

"Come,  Dorothy!"  cried  the  Wizard;  "hurry  up,  or  the 
balloon  will  fly  away." 

"I  can't  find  Toto  anywhere,"  replied   Dorothy,  who 
did  not  wish  to  leave  her  little  dog  behind.    Toto  had  run 
into  the  crowd  to  bark  at  a  kitten,  and  Dorothy  at 
last  found  him.     She  picked  him  up  and  ran  to- 
ward the  balloon. 

She  was  within  a  few  steps  of  it,  and  Oz  was 
holding  out  his  hands  to  help  her  into  the  basket, 
when,  crack!  went  the  ropes,  and  the  balloon  rose 

into  the  air  without 
her. 

"Come  back!" 
she  screamed;  "I 
want  to  go,  too!  " 

"I  can't  come 
back,  my  dear,"  called 
Oz  from  the  basket. 
"Good-bye!" 

"Good-bye!" 
shouted  everyone, 
and  all  eyes  were 
turned    upward    to 


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2o8  THE   WONDERFUIv   WIZARD   OF  OZ. 

where  the  Wizard  was  riding  in  the  basket,  rising  every 
moment  farther  and  farther  into  the  sky. 

And  that  was  the  last  any  of  them  ever  saw  of  Oz, 
the  Wonderful  Wizard,  though  he  may  have  reached 
Omaha  safely,  and  be  there  now,  for  all  we  know.  But 
the  people  remembered  him  lovingly,  and  said  to  one 
another, 

"Oz  was  always  our  friend.  When  he  was  here  he 
built  for  us  this  beautiful  Emerald  City,  and  now  he  is 
gone  he  has  left  the  Wise  Scarecrow  to  rule  over  us," 

Still,  for  many  days  they  grieved  over  the  loss  of  the 
Wonderful  Wizard,  and  would  not  be  comforted. 


orbths/ 


Wept  bitterly  at  the  passing-  of 
her  hope  to  get  home  to  Kansas 
again;  but  when  she  thought  it 
all  over  she  was  glad  she  had  not 
X  ''^'Ifone  up  in  a  balloon.  And  she  also  felt  sorry  at  losing 
Oz,  and  so  did  her  companions. 

The  Tin  Woodman  came  to  her  and  said, 
'Truly  I  should  be  ungrateful  if  I  failed  to  mourn  for 
the  man  who  gave  me  my  lovely  heart.     I  should  like  to 
cry  a  little  because  Oz  is  gone,  if  you  will  kindly  wipe  away 

my  tears,  so  that  I  shall  not  rust." 

"With  pleasure,"  she  answered,  and 


l-^i 


212  THE   WONDERFUL   WIZARD  OF  OZ. 

brought  a  towel  at  once.  Then  the  Tin  Woodman  wept 
for  several  minutes,  and  she  watched  the  tears  carefully 
and  wiped  them  away  with  the  towel.  When  he  had  fin- 
ished he  thanked  her  kindly  and  oiled  himself  thoroughly 
with  his  jewelled  oil-can,  to  guard  against  mishap. 

The  Scarecrow  was  now  the  ruler  of  the  Emerald 
City,  and  although  he  was  not  a  Wizard  the  people  were 
proud  of  him.  "For,"  they  said,  "there  is  not  another  city 
in  all  the  world  that  is  ruled  by  a  stuffed  man."  And,  so 
far  as  they  knew,  they  were  quite  right. 

The  morning  after  the  balloon  had  gone  up  with  Oz 
the  four  travellers  met  in  the  Throne  Room  and  talked 
matters  over.  The  Scarecrow  sat  in  the  big  throne  and 
the  others  stood  respectfully  before  him. 

"We  are  not  so  unlucky,"  said  the  new  ruler;  "for  this 
Palace  and  the  Emerald  City  belong  to  us,  and  we  can  do 
just  as  we  please.  W^hen  I  remember  that  a  short  time 
ago  I  was  up  on  a  pole  in  a  farmer's  cornfield,  and  that  I 
am  now  the  ruler  of  this  beautiful  City,  I  am  quite  satisfied 
with  my  lot." 

"I  also,"  said  the  Tin  Woodman,  "am  well  pleased 
with  my  new  heart;  and,  really,  that  was  the  only  thing  I 
wished  in  all  the  world." 

"For  my  part,  I  am  content  in  knowing  I  am  as  brave 
as  any  beast  that  ever  lived,  if  not  braver,"  said  the  Lion, 
modestly, 

"If  Dorothy  would  only  be  contented  to  live  in  the 


"  The  Scarecroic  sat  on  the  big  throne." 


THK   WONDERFUL  WIZARD   OF  OZ.  213 

Emerald  City,"  continued  the  Scarecrow,  '*we  might  all 
be  happy  together." 

"But  I  don't  want  to  live  here,"  cried  Dorothy.  "I 
want  to  go  to  Kansas,  and  live  with  Aunt  Em  and  Uncle 
Henry." 

"Well,  then,  what  can  be  done?"  enquired  the  Wood- 
man. 

The  Scarecrow  decided  to  think,  and  he  thought  so 
hard  that  the  pins  and  needles  began  to  stick  out  of  his 
brains.     Finally  he  said: 

"Why  not  call  the  Winged  Monkeys,  and  asked  them 
to  carry  you  over  the  desert?" 

"I  never  thought  of  that!"  said  Dorothy,  joyfully. 
"It's  just  the  thing.  I'll  go  at  once  for  the  Golden  Cap." 
When  she  brought  it  into  the  Throne  Room  she 
spoke  the  magic  words,  and  soon  the  band  of  Winged 
Monkeys  flew  in  through  an  open  window  and  stood  be- 
side her. 

"This  is  the  second  time  you  have  called  us,"  said  the 
Monkey  King,  bowing  before  the  little  girl.  "What  do 
you  wish?" 

"I  want  you  to  fly  with  me  to  Kansas,"  said  Dorothy. 
But  the  Monkey  King  shook  his  head. 

"That  cannot  be  done,"  he  said.  "We  belong  to  this 
country  alone,  and  cannot  leave  it.  There  has  never  been  a 
Winged  Monkey  in  Kansas  yet,  and  I  suppose  there  never 
will  be,  for  they  don't  belong  there.  We  shall  be  glad  to  serve 


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'i»-^ 


you  in  any  way  in  our  power,  but  we  cannot  cfo^gj. 
the  desert.    Good-bye."  i^\ 

And  with  another  bow  the  Monkey  King-  sprea^ 


his  wings   and  flew  away  through  the   window,  fp 
lowed  by  all  his  band. 

Dorothy  was  almost  ready  to  cry  with  disap^ 
pointment. 

"I  have  wasted  the  charm  of  the  Golden  Cap 
no  purpose,"  she  said,  "for  the  Winged  Monkeys  can- 
not help  me." 

"It  is  certainly  too  bad!"  said  the  tender  hearted 
Woodman. 

The  Scarecrow  was  thinking  again,  and  his  head 
bulged  out  so  horribly  that  Dorothy  feared  it  would 
burst. 

"Let  us  call  in  the  soldier  with  the  green  whiskers," 

he  said,  "and  ask  his  advice." 

^;^  So  the  soldier  was  sum- 

'^^KkJ^X:^        moned    and     entered    the 

™  Throne    Room    timidly,    for 

while  Oz  was  alive  he  never 

was  allowed  to  come  further  than  the  door. 

"This  little  girl,"  said  the  Scarecrow  to  the 
soldier,  "wishes  to  cross  the  desert.  How  can  she 
do  so?" 

"I  cannot  tell,"  answered  the  soldier;  "for  nobody 
has  ever  crossed  the  desert,  unless  it  is  Oz  himself." 


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THE  WONDERFUL  WIZARD  OF  OZ.  215 

"Is  there  no  one  who  can  help  me?"  asked  Dorothy, 
earnestly. 

"Glinda  might,"  he  suggested. 

"Who.  is  Glinda?"  enquired  the  Scarecrow. 

"The  Witch  of  the  South.  She  is  the  most  powerful 
of  all  the  Witches,  and  rules  over  the  Quadlings.  Besides, 
her  castle  stands  on  the  edge  of  the  desert,  so  she  may 
know  a  way  to  cross  it." 

"Glinda  is  a  good  Witch,  isn't  she?"  asked  the  child. 

"The  Quadlings  think  she  is  good,'  said  the  soldier, 
"and  she  is  kind  to  everyone.  I  have  heard  that  Glinda  is 
a  beautiful  woman,  who  knows  how  to  keep  young  in  spite 
of  the  many  years  she  has  lived." 

"How  can  I  get  to  her  castle?"  asked  Dorothy. 

"The  road  is  straight  to  the  South,"  he  answered,  "but 
it  is  said  to  be  full  of  dangers  to  travellers.  There  are 
wild  beasts  in  the  woods,  and  a  race  of  queer  men  who 
do  not  like  strangers  to  cross  their  country.  For  this 
reason  none  of  the  Quadlings  ever  come  to  the  Emerald 
City." 

The  soldier  them  left  them  and  the  Scarecrow  said, 

"It  seems,  in  spite  of  dangers,  that  the  best  thing 
Dorothy  can  do  is  to  travel  to  the  Land  of  the  South  and 
ask  Glinda  to  help  her.  For,  of  course,  if  Dorothy  stays 
here  she  will  never  get  back  to  Kansas." 

"You  must  have  been  thinking  again,"  remarked  the 
Tin  W^oodman. 


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THE   WONDERFUL  WIZARD   OF  OZ. 


"I  have,"  said  the  Scarecrow. 

"I  shall  go  with  Dorothy,"  declared  the  Lion,  "for  I 
am  tired  of  your  city  and  long  for  the  woods  and  the 
country  again.  I  am  really  a  wild  beast,  you  know.  Be- 
sides, Dorothy  will  need  someone  to  protect  her." 

"That  is  true,"  agreed  the  Woodman.  "My  axe  may 
be  of  service  to  her;  so  I,  also,  will  go  with  her  to  the  Land 
of  the  South." 

"When  shall  we  start?"  asked  the  Scarecrow. 

"Are  you  going?"  they  asked,  in  surprise. 

"Certainly.  If  it  wasn't  for  Dorothy  I  should  never 
have  had  brains.  She  lifted  me  from  the  pole  in  the  corn- 
field and  brought  me  to  the  Emerald  City.  So  my  good 
luck  is  all  due  to  her,  and  I  shall  never  leave  her  until  she 
starts  back  to  Kansas  for  good  and  all." 

"Thank  you,"  said  Doro-  ^^  thy,  gratefully. 
"You  are  all  very  kind  to  me.  J^^.  But  I  should  like 
to  start  as  soon  as  possible.'^ 


"We  shall  go  to-morjro#, 


ready,  for  it  will  bes^li^g 


'^ri^orning,"     re- 
'^^ow  let  us  all  get 


Next     morning-    Dorothy- 
kissed  the  pretty  green  girl 
good-bye,  and  they  all  shook 
hands  with  the  soldier  with 
the  green  whiskers,  who  had 
walked  with    them    as  far  as  the  gate. 
When  the  Guardian  of  the  Gate  saw  them 
A   j^  again  he  wondered  greatly  that  they  could 

'li  /  leave  the  beautiful  City  to  get  into  new  trouble.     But  he 
'^^t  once  unlocked  their  spectacles,  which  he  put  back  into 
\  the  green  box,  and  gave  them  many  good  wishes  to  carry 
ith  them. 
»«»  ..^^^'You  are  now  our  ruler,"  he  said  to  the  Scarecrow; 
.^)  yoji^ust  come  back  to  us  as  soon  as  possible." 


220  THE   WONDERFUL    WIZARD   OF  OZ. 

"I  certainly  shall  if  I  am  able,"  the  Scarecrow  replied; 
"but  I  must  help  Dorothy  to  get  home,  first." 

As  Dorothy  bade  the  g-ood-natured  Guardian  a  last 
farewell  she  said, 

"I  have  been  very  kindly  treated  in  your  lovely  City, 
and  everyone  has  been  g-ood  to  me.  I  cannot  tell  you  how 
grateful  I  am." 

"Don't  try,  my  dear,"  he  answered.  "We  should  like 
to  keep  you  with  us,  but  if  it  is  your  wish  to  return  to 
Kansas  I  hope  you  will  find  a  way."  He  then  opened  the 
gate  of  the  outer  wall  and  they  walked  forth  and  started 
upon  their  journey. 

The  sun  shone  brightly  as  our  friends  turned  their 
faces  toward  the  Land  of  the  South.  They  were  all  in 
the  best  of  spirits,  and  laughed  and  chatted  together. 
Dorothy  was  once  more  filled  with  the  hope  of  getting 
home,  and  the  Scarecrow  and  the  Tin  Woodman  were 
glad  to  be  of  use  to  her.  As  for  the  Lion,  he  sniffed  the 
fresh  air  with  delight  and  whisked  his  tail  from  side  to  side 
in  pure  joy  at  being  in  the  country  again,  while  Toto  ran 
around  them  and  chased  the  moths  and  butterflies,  bark- 
ing merrily  all  the  time. 

"City  life  does  not  agree  with  me  at  all,"  remarked 
the  Lion,  as  they  walked  along  at  a  brisk  pace.  "I  have 
lost  much  flesh  since  I  lived  there,  and  now  I  am  anxious 
for  a  chance  to  show  the  other  beasts  how  courageous 
I  have  grown." 


■„^J^ 


-'^ 


,  ,?^' 

^^>^ 

:i|^^^ 


Tlie  branches  bent  doicn  and  twined  around  him. 


THE   WONDERFUIv  WIZARD  OF  OZ.  221 

They  now  turned  and  took  a  last  look  at  the  Emerald 
City.  All  they  could  see  was  a  mass  of  towers  and 
steeples  behind  the  green  walls,  and  high  up  above  every- 
thing- the  spires  and  dome  of  the  Palace  of  Oz. 

"Oz  was  not  such  a  bad  Wizard,  after  all,"  said  the 
Tin  Woodman,  as  he  felt  his  heart  rattling  around  in  his 
breast. 

"He  knew  how  to  give  me  brains,  and  very  good 
brains,  too,"  said  the  Scarecrow. 

"If  Oz  had  taken  a  dose  of  the  same  courage  he  gave 
me,"  added  the  Lion,  "he  would  have  been  a  brave  man." 
Dorothy  said  nothing.  Oz  had  not  kept  the  promise 
he  made  her,  but  he  had  done  his  best,  so  she  forgave  him. 
As  he  said,  he  was  a  good  man,  even  if  he  was  a  bad 
Wizard. 

The  first  day's  journey  was  through  the  green  fields 
and  bright  flowers  that  stretched  about  the  Emerald  City 
on  every  side.  They  slept  that  night  on  the  grass,  with 
nothing  but  the  stars  over  them;  and  they  rested  very  well 
indeed. 

In  the  morning  they  travelled  on  until  they  came  to 
a  thick  w^ood.  There  was  no  way  of  going  around  it,  for 
it  seemed  to  extend  to  the  right  and  left  as  far  as  they 
could  see;  and,  besides,  they  did  not  dare  change  the 
direction  of  their  journey  for  fear  of  getting  lost.  So  they 
looked  for  the  place  where  it  would  be  easiest  to  get  into 
the  forest. 


^^r^rU- 


THE  WONDERFUL  WIZARD   OF  OZ. 

The  Scarecrow,  who  was  in  the  lead,  finally  discov- 

^ered  ^^^g  tree  with  such  wide  spreading  branches  that 

^.^f^^n^r^s  roofl^lgyf^pfe  party  to  pass  underneath.     So  he 

\3[^l:ed  forwam  teTttfe  tree,  but  just  as  he  came  under  the 

^^"  first  br^i^^gAhey  bent  down  and  twined  around  hirn^jMid 

^-»y:^  ttie  nexf^inufe^Re  was  raised  from  the  ground  aaOiyig 

headlong  among  his  fellow  travellers.  (f^^^^^^ 

^^^^^^l^is  did  not  hurt  the  Scarecrow,    but  itr^mpvis€: 

/'^^hn,  afiiS  he  looked  rather  dizzy  when  Dor^Ji^ /picked 

fiirn  up. 

T"  Hem  is  another  space  between  t^>J;rees 
.ion.  ^<^  •^- 

yi^Let  me  tlry  it  first,"  said  the  Scarecrow,  'VJti^TIPsdoesn't 
jurt  me  to  get  thrown  about."     He  walked  up^5  another 

tree,    as    he    spoke,  M^\    its 


branches  immediately  seized 
>^im    and    tossed    him    back 

^Whis  is  strange,"  ex- 
claimed Dorothy;  "what shall 
we  dof'^^'^!^:^::^.^^^ 

"The    trees     seem     to 
have  made  up  their  minds  to 
fight  us,  and  stop  our  jour- 
ney," remarked  the  Lion. 
"1   believe   I   will  try  it 
,"  said  the  Woodman, 


^'^ 


♦  j(/iJ 


•.>W\Wii 


THR   WONDERFUL   WIZARD   OF  OZ.  223 

and  shouldering'  his  axe  he  marched  up  to  the  first  tree 
that  had  handled  the  Scarecrow  so  roughly.  When 
a  big  branch  bent  down  to  seize  him  the  Woodman 
chopped  at  it  so  fiercely  that  he  cut  it  in  two.  At  once  the 
tree  began  shaking  all  its  branches  as  if  in  pain,  and  the 
Tin  Woodman  passed  safely  under  it. 

*'Come  on! "  he  shouted  to  the  others;  "be  quick!" 
They  all  ran  forward  and  passed  under  the  tree  with- 
out injury,  except  Toto,  who  was  caught  by  a  small  branch 
and  shaken  until  he  howled.     But  the  Woodman  promptly 
chopped  off  the  branch  and  set  the  little  dog  free. 

The  other  trees  of  the  forest  did  nothing  to  keep 
them  back,  so  they  made  up  their  minds  that  only  the  first 
row  of  trees  could  bend  down  their  branches,  and  that 
probably  these  were  the  policemen  of  the  forest,  and  given 
this  wonderful  power  in  order  to  keep  strangers  out  of  it. 

The  four  travellers  walked  with  ease  through  the 
trees  until  they  came  to  the  further  edge  of  the  wood. 
Then,  to  their  surprise,  they  found  before  them  a  high 
wall,  which  seemed  to  be  made  of  white  china.  It  was 
smooth,  like  the  surface  of  a  dish,  and  higher  than  their 
heads. 

"What  shall  we  do  now?"  asked  Dorothy. 

"I  will  make  a  ladder,"  said  the  Tin  Woodman,  "for 
we  certainly  must  climb  over  the  wall." 


CK^pterXX. 
TKe  Dowirvty 

CK  i  ix-fe^  Coi/rvt  ry. 


iH 


Tin  Woodman 

was  makings  a 

ladder     from 

wood  which  he  found 

in  the   forest   Dorothy  lay  down  and 

slept,  for  she  was  tired  by  the  long  walk. 

The   Lion   also   curled   himself    up    to 

sleep  and  Toto  lay  beside  him. 

The   Scarecrow   watched    the    Woodma 
^w.  while  he  worked,  and  said  to  him: 

"I  cannot  think  why  this  wall  is  here,  nor 
^  made  of." 

Y  "Rest    your    brains    and    do    not    worry    a 

(9      wall,"   replied  the   Woodman;    "when  we   have 


228  THE  WONDERFUL  WIZARD  OF  OZ. 

over    it    we    shall    know    what    is    on    the    other   side." 

After  a  time  the  ladder  was  finished.  It  looked 
clumsy,  but  the  Tin  Woodman  was  sure  it  was  strong  and 
would  answer  their  purpose.  The  Scarecrow  waked  Doro- 
thy and  the  Lion  and  Toto,  and  told  them  that  the  ladder 
was  ready.  The  Scarecrow  climbed  up  the  ladder  first, 
but  he  was  so  awkward  that  Dorothy  had  to  follow  close 
behind  and  keep  him  from  falling-  off.  When  he  got  his 
head  over  the  top  of  the  wall  the  Scarecrow  said, 
"Oh,  my!" 
"Go  on,"  exclaimed  Dorothy. 

So  the  Scarecrow  climbed  further  up  and  sat  down 
on  the  top  of  the  wall,  and  Dorothy  put  her  head  over  and 
cried, 

"Oh,  my! "  just  as  the  Scarecrow  had  done. 

Then  Toto  came  up,  and  immediately  began  to  bark, 
but  Dorothy  made  him  be  still. 

The  Lion  climbed  the  ladder  next,  and  the  Tin 
Woodman  came  last;  but  both  of  them  cried,  "Oh,  my!" 
as  soon  as  they  looked  over  the  wall.  When  they  were 
all  sitting  in  a  row  on  the  top  of  the  wall  they  looked  down 
and  saw  a  strange  sight. 

Before  them  Avas  a  great  stretch  of  country  having  a 
floor  as  smooth  and  shining  and  white  as  the  bottom  of  a  big 
platter.  Scattered  around  were  many  houses  made  en- 
tirely of  china  and  painted  in  the  brightest  colours.  These 
houses  were  quite  small,  the  biggest  of  them  reaching  only 


"  The.sr  people  were  all  made  of  china. 


THE  WONDERFUL  WIZARD  OF  OZ.  229 

as  high  as  Dorothy's  waist.  There  were  also  pretty  httle 
barns,  with  china  fences  around  them,  and  many  cows  and 
sheep  and  horses  and  pigs  and  chickens,  all  made  of  china, 
were  standing  about  in  groups. 

But  the  strangest  of  all  were  the  people  ^vho  lived  in 
this  queer  country.  There  were  milk-maids  and  shepherd- 
esses, with  bright-colored  bodices  and  golden  spots  all 
over  their  gowns;  and  princesses  with  most  gorgeous 
frocks  of  silver  and  gold  and  purple;  and  shepherds 
dressed  in  knee-breeches  with  pink  and  yellow  and  blue 
stripes  down  them,  and  golden  buckles  on  their  shoes; 
and  princes  with  jew^elled  crowns  upon  their  heads,  wear- 
ing ermine  robes  and  satin  doublets;  and  funny  clowns  in 
ruffled  gowns,  with  round  red  spots  upon  their  cheeks  and 
tall,  pointed  caps.  And,  strangest  of  all,  these  people  were 
all  made  of  china,  even  to  their  clothes,  and  were  so  small 
that  the  tallest  of  them  was  no  higher  than  Dorothy's 
knee. 

No  one  did  so  much  as  look  at  the  travellers  at  first, 
except  one  little  purple  china  dog  with  an  extra-large  head, 
which  came  to  the  w^all  and  barked  at  them  in  a  tiny  voice, 
afterwards  running  away  again. 

"How  shall  we  get  down?"  asked  Dorothy. 

They  found  the  ladder  so  heavy  they  could  not  pull 
it  up,  so  the  Scarecrow  fell  off  the  wall  and  the  others 
jumped  down  upon  him  so  that  the  hard  floor  would  not 
hurt  their  feet.     Of  course  they  took  pains  not  to  light  on 


230  THE   WONDERFUL  WIZARD   OF  OZ. 

his  head  and  get  the  pins  in  their  feet.  When  all  were 
safely  down  they  picked  up  the  Scarecrow,  whose  body 
was  quite  flattened  out,  and  patted  his  straw  into  shape 
again. 

"We  must  cross  this  strange  place  in  order  to  get  to 
the  other  side,"  said  Dorothy;  "for  it  would  be  unwise  for 
us  to  go  any  other  way  except  due  South." 

They  began  walking  through  the  country  of  the  china 
people,  and  the  first  thing  they  came  to  was  a  china  milk- 
maid milking  a  china  cow.  As  they  drew  near  the  cow 
suddenly  gave  a  kick  and  kicked  over  the  stool,  the  pail, 
and  even  the  milk-maid  herself,  all  falling  on  the  china 
ground  with  a  great  clatter. 

Dorothy  was  shocked  to  see  that  the  cow  had  broken 
her  leg  short  off,  and  that  the  pail  was  lying  in  several 
small  pieces,  while  the  poor  milk-maid  had  a  nick  in  her 
left  elbow. 

"There!"  cried  the  milk-maid,  angrily;  "see  what  you 

have  done!     My  cow  has  broken  her  leg,  and  I  must  take 

her  to  the  mender's  shop  and  have  it  glued  on  again.    What 

do  you  mean  by  coming  here  and  frightening  my  cow?" 

"Tm  very  sorry,"  returned  Dorothy;  "please  forgive 

US. 

But  the  pretty  milk-maid  was  much  too  vexed  to 
make  any  answer.  She  picked  up  the  leg  sulkily  and  led 
her  cow  away,  the  poor  animal  limping  on  three  legs.  As 
she  left  them  the  milk-maid  cast  many  reproachful  glances 


THE  WONDERFUL   WIZARD   OF  OZ. 


231 


over  her  shoulder  at  the  clumsy  strangers,  holding  her 
nicked  elbow  close  to  her  side. 

Dorothy  was  quite  grieved  at  this  mishap. 

"We  must  be  very  careful  here,"  said  the 
kind-hearted  Woodman,  "or  we  may  hurt  these 
pretty  little  people  so  they  will  never  get 
over  it." 

A  little  farther  on  Dorothy  met  a  most 
beautiful  dressed  young  princess,  who  stopped 
short  as  she  saw  the  strangers  and  started  to 
run  away. 

Dorothy  wanted  to  see  more  of  the 
Princess,  so  she  ran  after  her;  but  the  china  girl 
cried  out, 

"Don't  chase  me!  don't  chase  me!  "- 
She  had  such  a  frightened^|ft  voice  that 
Dorothy  stopped  and  said,       .iSB 

"Why  not?" 

"Because,"  answered  the  princess,  also  stop- 
ping, a  safe  distance  awat,  "if  I  run  I  may  fall 
down  and  break  myself."|^ 

"But  couldn't  you  be  mended?"  asked 
the  girl. 

"Oh,  yes;  but  one  is  never  so  pretty 
after  being  mended,  you  know,"  replied  the 
princess. 

"I  suppose  not,"  said  Dorothy. 


^!^H 


232  THE   WONDERFUL  WIZARD   OF  OZ. 

"Now  there  is  Mr.  Joker,  one  of  our  clowns,"  continued 
the  china  lady,  "who  is  always  trying  to  stand  upon  his 
head.  He  has  broken  himself  so  often  that  he  is  mended 
in  a  hundred  places,  and  doesn't  look  at  all  pretty.  Here 
he  comes  now,  so  you  can  see  for  yourself." 

Indeed,  a  jolly  little  Clown  now  came  walking-  toward 
them,  and  Dorothy  could  see  that  in  spite  of  his  pretty 
clothes  of  red  and  yellow  and  green  he  was  completely 
covered  with  cracks,  running  every  which  way  and  show- 
ing plainly  that  he  had  been  mended  in  many  places. 

The  Clown  put  his  hands  in  his  pockets,  and  after 
puffing  out  his  cheeks  and  nodding  his  head  at  them  saucily 
he  said, 

"My  lady  fair, 

Why  do  you  stare 
At  poor  old  Mr.  Joker  ? 

You're  quite  as  stiff 

And  prim  as  if 
You'd  eaten  up  a  poker!" 

"Be  quiet,  sir!"  said  the  princess;  "can't  you  see  these 
are  strangers,  and  should  be  treated  with  respect?" 

"Well,  that's  respect,  I  expect,"  declared  the  Clown, 
and  immediately  stood  upon  his  head. 

"Don  t  mind  Mr.  Joker,"  said  the  princess  to  Dorothy; 
"he  is  considerably  cracked  in  his  head,  and  that  makes 
him  foolish." 


THE  WONDERFUIv   WIZARD   OF  OZ. 


233 


^ 


"Oh,  I  don't  mind  him 
a  bit,"  said  Dorothy.  "But 
you  are  so  beautiful,"  she 
continued,  "that  I  am  sure 
I  could  love  you  dearly. 
Won't  you  let  me  carry 
you  back  to  Kansas  and 
stand  you  on  Aunt 
Em's  mantle-shelf  ? 
I  could  carry  you  in 
my  basket." 

"That  would 
make  me  very  un- 
happy," answered 
the  china  princess. 
"You  see,  here  in  our 
own  country  we  live 
contentedly,  and  can 
talk  and  move  around 
as  we  please.     But 


Qi 


234  THE   WONDERFUL   WIZARD   OF  OZ. 

whenever  any  of  us  are  taken  away  our  joints  at  once 
stiffen,  and  we  can  only  stand  straight  and  look  pretty. 
Of  course  that  is  all  that  is  expected  of  us  when  we  are  on 
mantle-shelves  and  cabinets  and  drawing-room  tables,  but 
our  lives  are  much  pleasanter  here  in  our  own  country." 

"I  would  not  make  you  unhappy  for  all  the  world!" 
exclaimed  Dorothy;  "so  I'll  just  say  good-bye." 

"Good-bye,"  replied  the  princess. 
They  walked  carefully  through  the  china  country. 
The  little  animals  and  all  the  people  scampered  out  of 
their  w^ay,  fearing  the  strangers  would  break  them,  and 
after  an  hour  or  so  the  travellers  reached  the  other  side  of 
the  country  and  came  to  another  china  wall. 

It  was  not  as  high  as  the  first,  however,  and  by 
standing  upon  the  Lion's  back  they  all  managed  to  scram- 
ble to  the  top.  Then  the  Lion  gathered  his  legs  under 
him  and  jumped  on  the  wall;  but  just  as  he  jumped  he 
upset  a  china  church  with  his  tail  and  smashed  it  all  to 
pieces. 

"That  was  too  bad,"  said  Dorothy,  "but  really  I  think 
we  were  lucky  in  not  doing  these  little  people  more  harm 
than  breaking  a  cow's  leg  and  a  church.  They  are  all  so 
brittle!" 

"They  arc,  indeed,"  said  the  Scarecrow,  "and  I  am 
thankful  I  am  made  of  straw  and  cannot  be  easily  damaged. 
There  are  worse  things  in  the  world  than  being  a  Scare- 
crow." 


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Climbing-  down  from 
the   china  wall  the 
travellers    found 
themselves    in    a    disagreeable 
country,  full  of  bog;s  and  marshes 
and  covered  with  tall,  rank  g;rass. 
It  was  difficult  to  walk  far  without 
falling-  into  muddy  holes,  for  the 
grass  was  so  thick  that  it  hid  them  from  sight.     However, 
by  carefully  picking  their  way,  they  got  safely  along  until 
they  reached  solid  ground.     But  here  the 
country  seemed  wilder  than  ever,  and  after 
a  long  and  tiresome  walk  through  the  under- 
brush they  entered   another   forest,  where 


-2^8  THE   WONDERFUL   WIZARD   OF  OZ. 

the  trees  were  bigger  and  older  than  any  they  had  ever 
seen. 

"This  forest  is  perfectly  delightful,"  declared  the  Lion, 
looking  around  him  with  joy;  "never  have  I  seen  a  more 
beautiful  place." 

"It  seems  gloomy,"  said  the  Scarecrow. 

"Not  a  bit  of  it,"  answered  the  Lion;  "I  should  like 
to  live  here  all  my  life.  See  how  soft  the  dried  leaves  are 
under  your  feet  and  how  rich  and  green  the  moss  is  that 
clings  to  these  old  trees.  Surely  no  wild  beast  could  wish 
a  pleasanter  home." 

"Perhaps  there  are  wild  beasts  in  the  forest  now,"  said 
Dorothy 

"I  suppose  there  are,"  returned  the  Lion;  "but  I  do 
not  see  any  of  them  about." 

They  walked  through  the  forest  until  it  became  too 
dark  to  go  any  farther.  Dorothy  and  Toto  and  the  Lion 
lay  down  to  sleep,  while  the  Woodman  and  the  Scare- 
crow kept  watch  over  them  as  usual. 

When  morning  came  they  started  again.  Before 
they  had  gone  far  they  heard  a  low  rumble,  as  of  the  growl- 
ing of  many  wild  animals.,  Toto  whimpered  a  little  but 
none  of  the  others  was  frightened  and  they  kept  along  the 
well-trodden  path  until  they  came  to  an  opening  in  the 
wood,  in  which  were  gathered  hundreds  of  beasts  of  every 
variety.  There  were  tigers  and  elephants  and  bears  and 
wolves  and  foxes  and  all  the  others  in  the  natural  history, 


THE  WONDERFUI.  WIZARD   OF  OZ. 


239 


and  for  a  moment  Dorothy  was  afraid.  But  the  Lion  ex- 
plained that  the  animals  were  holding  a  meeting-,  and  he 
judged  by  their  snarling  and  growling  that  they  were  in 
great  trouble. 

As  he  spoke  several  of  the  beasts  caught  sight  of  him, 
and  at  once  the  great  assemblage  hushed  as  if  by  magic. 
The  biggest  of  the  tigers  came  up  to  the  Lion  and  bowed, 
saying,  _ 

"Welcome,  O  King  of 
Beasts!  You  have  come  in 
good  time  to  fight  our  enemy 
and  bring  peace  to  all  the 
animals  of  the  forest  once 
more." 

"What  is  your  trouble?" 
asked  the  Lion,  quietly. 

"W^e  are  all  threatened," 
answered    the    tiger,    "by    a 
fierce  enemy  which  has  lately 
come    into   this 
forest.     It  is  a 
most  tremendous 
monster,    like    a 
great  spider,  with 
a  body  as  big  as 
an  elephant  and 
legs  as  long  as  a*i 


240  THE  WONDERFUL  WIZARD  OF  OZ. 

tree  trunk.  It  has  eight  of  these  long  legs,  and  as  the 
monster  crawls  through  the  forest  he  seizes  an  animal  with 
a  leg  and  drags  it  to  his  mouth,  where  he  eats  it  as  a 
spider  does  a  fly.  Not  one  of  us  is  safe  while  this  fierce 
creature  is  alive,  and  we  had  called  a  meeting  to  decide 
how  to  take  care  of  ourselves  when  you  came  among  us." 
The  Lion  thought  for  a  moment. 

"Are  there  any  other  lions  in  this  forest?"  he  asked. 

"No;  there  were  some,  but  the  monster  has  eaten  them 
all.  And,  besides,  they  were  none  of  them  nearly  so  large 
and  brave  as  you." 

"If  I  put  an  end  to  your  enemy  will  you  bow  down  to 
me  and  obey  me  as  King  of  the  Forest?"  enquired  the 
Lion. 

"We  will  do  that  gladly,"  returned  the  tiger;  and  all 
the  other  beasts  roared  with  a  mighty  roar:  "We  will!" 

"Where  is  this  great  spider  of  yours  now?"  asked  the 
Lion. 

"Yonder,  among  the  oak  trees,"  said  the  tiger,  pointing 
with  his  fore-foot." 

"Take  good  care  of  these  friends  of  mine,"  said  the 
Lion,  "and  I  will  go  at  once  to  fight  the  monster." 

He  bade  his  comrades  good-bye  and  marched  proudly 
away  to  do  battle  with  the  enemy. 

The  great  spider  was  lying  asleep  when  the  Lion 
found  him,  and  it  looked  so  ugly  that  its  foe  turned  up  his 
nose  in  disgust.     It's  legs  were  quite  as  long  as  the  tiger 


THE   WONDERFUL  WIZARD  OF  OZ.  241 

had  said,  and  it's  body  covered  with  coarse  black  hair.  It 
had  a  great  mouth,  with  a  row  of  sharp  teeth  a  foot  long; 
but  its  head  was  joined  to  the  pudgy  body  by  a  neck  as 
slender  as  a  wasp's  waist.  This  gave  the  Lion  a  hint  of 
the  best  way  to  attack  the  creature,  and  as  he  knew  it  was 
easier  to  fight  it  asleep  than  awake,  he  gave  a  great  spring 
and  landed  directly  upon  the  monster's  back.  Then,  with 
one  blow  of  his  heavy  paw,  all  armed  with  sharp  claws,  he 
knocked  the  spider's  head  from  its  body.  Jumping  down, 
he  watched  it  until  the  long  legs  stopped  wiggling,  when 
he  knew  it  was  quite  dead. 

The  Lion  went  back  to  the  opening  where  the  beasts 
of  the  forest  were  waiting  for  him  and  said,  proudly, 
"You  need  fear  your  enemy  no  longer." 

Then  the  beasts  bowed  down  to  the  Lion  as  their 
King,  and  he  promised  to  come  back  and  rule  over  them 
as  soon  as  Dorothy  was  safely  on  her  way  to  Kansas. 


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FOUR    TRAVELLERS 

passed  throug-h  the  rest  of  the 
forest  in   safety,   and  when  they 
came  out  from  its  gloom  saw  before  them 
a  steep  hill,  covered  from  top  to  bottom 
with  great  pieces  of  rock. 
"That  will  be  a  hard  climb,"  said  the  Scarecrow,  "but 
we  must  get  over  the  hill,  nevertheless." 

So  he  led  the  way  and  the  others  followed.    They 
had  nearly  reached  the  first  rock  when  they  heard  a  rough 
voice  cry  out, 
I        "Keep  back!" 

"Who  are  you?"  asked  the  Scarecrow.    Then  a  head 


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246  THE   WONDERFUL  WIZARD   OF   OZ. 

showed   itself   over  the   rock   and   the   same  voice   said, 

"This  hill  belongs  to  us,  and  we  don't  allow  anyone  to 
cross  it." 

"But  we  must  cross  it,"  said  the  Scarecrow.  "We're 
going"  to  the  country  of  the  Quadlings." 

"But  you  shall  not!"  replied  the  voice,  and  there 
stepped  from  behind  the  rock  the  strangest  man  the 
travellers  had  ever  seen. 

He  was  quite  short  and  stout  and  had  a  big  head, 
which  was  flat  at  the  top  and  supported  by  a  thick  neck 
full  of  wrinkles.  But  he  had  no  arms  at  all,  and,  seeing 
this,  the  Scarecrow  did  not  fear  that  so  helpless  a 
creature  could  prevent  them  from  climbing  the  hill.  So 
he  said, 

"I'm  sorry  not  to  do  as  you  wish,  but  we  must  pass 
over  your  hill  whether  you  like  it  or  not,"  and  he  walked 
boldly  forward. 

As  quick  as  lightning  the  man's  head  shot  forward 
and  his  neck  stretched  out  until  the  top  of  the  head,  where 
it  was  flat,  struck  the  Scarecrow  in  the  middle  and  sent 
him  tumbling,  over  and  over,  down  the  hill.  Almost  as 
quickly  as  it  came  the  head  went  back  to  the  body,  and  the 
man  laughed  harshly  as  he  said, 

"It  isn't  as  easy  as  you  think! " 

A  chorous  of  boisterous  laughter  came  from  the  other 
rocks,  and  Dorothy  saw  hundreds  of  the  armless  Hammer- 
Heads  upon  the  hillside,  one  behind  every  rock. 


The  Head  shot  forward  and  struck  the  Scarecroic." 


THE   WONDERFUI.   WIZARD   OF  OZ.  247 

The  Lion  became  quite  angry  at  the  laughter  caused 
by  the  Scarecrow's  mishap,  and  giving"  a  loud  roar  that 
echoed  like  thunder  he  dashed  up  the  hill. 

Again  a  head  shot  swiftly  out,  and  the  great  Lion 
went  rolling  down  the  hill  as  if  he  had  been  struck  by  a 
cannon  ball. 

Dorothy  ran  down  and  helped  the  Scarecrow  to  his 
feet,  and  the  Lion  came  up  to  her,  feeling  rather  bruised 
and  sore,  and  said, 

"It  is  useless  to  fight  people  with  shooting  heads;  no 
one  can  withstand  them." 

"What  can  we  do,  then?  "  she  asked. 

"Call  the  Winged  Monkeys,"  suggested  the  Tin  Wood- 
man; "you  have  still  the  right  to  command  them  once 
more." 

"Very  well,"  she  answered,  and  putting  on  the  Golden 
Cap  she  uttered  the  magic  words.  The  Monkeys  were  as 
prompt  as  ever,  and  in  a  few  moments  the  entire  band 
stood  before  her. 

"What  are  your  commands?"  enquired  the  King-  of 
the  Monkeys,  bowing  low. 

"Carry  us  over  the  hill  to  the  country  of  the  Quad- 
lings,"  answered  the  girl. 

"It  shall  be  done,"  said  the  King,  and  at  once  the 
Winged  Monkeys  caught  the  four  travellers  and  Toto  up 
in  their  arms  and  flew  away  with  them.  As  they  passed 
over  the  hill  the  Hammer-Heads  yelled  with  vexation,  and 


248  THE   WONDERFUL   WIZARD   OF  OZ. 

shot  their  heads  high  in  the  air;  but  they  could  not  reach 
the  Winged  Monkeys,  which  carried  Dorothy  and  her 
comrades  safely  over  the  hill  and  set  them  down  in  the 
beautiful  country  of  the  Quadlings. 

"This  is  the  last  time  you  can  summon  us,"  said  the 
leader  to  Dorothy;  "so  good-bye  and  good  luck  to  you." 

"Good-bye,  and  thank  you  very  much,"  returned  the 
girl;  and  the  Monkeys  rose  into  the  air  and  were  out  of 
sight  in  a  twinkling. 

The  country  of  the  Quadlings  seemed  rich  and  happy. 
There  was  field  upon  field  of  ripening  grain,  with  well- 
paved  roads  running  between,  and  pretty  rippling  brooks 
with  strong  bridges  across  them.  The  fences  and  houses 
and  bridges  were  all  painted  bright  red,  just  as  they  had 
been  painted  yellow  in  the  country  of  the  Winkies  and 
blue  in  the  country  of  the  Munchkins.  The  Quadlings 
themselves,  who  were  short  and  fat  and  looked  chubby 
and  good  natured,  were  dressed  all  in  red,  which  showed 
bright  against  the  green  grass  and  the  yellowing  grain. 

The  Monkeys  had  set  them  down  near  a  farm  house, 
and  the  four  travellers  walked  up  to  it  and  knocked  at  the 
door.  It  was  opened  by  the  farmer's  wife,  and  when 
Dorothy  asked  for  something  to  eat  the  woman  gave  them 
all  a  good  dinner,  with  three  kinds  of  cake  and  four  kinds 
of  cookies,  and  a  bowl  of  milk  for  Toto. 

"How  far  is  it  to  the  Castle  of  Glinda?"  asked  the 
child. 


THE  WONDERFUL   WIZARD   OF  OZ. 


249 


"It  is  not  a  great  way,"  answered  the  farmer's  wife. 
"Take  the  road  to  the  South  and  you  will  soon  reach  it," 

Thanking  the  good  woman,  they  started  afresh  and 
walked  by  the  fields  and  across  the  pretty  bridges  until 
they  saw  before  them  a  very  beautiful  Castle.  Before  the 
gates  were  three  young  girls,  dressed  in  handsome  red  uni- 
forms trimmed  with  gold  braid;  and  as  Dorothy  ap- 
proached one  of  them  said  to  her, 

"Why  have  you  come  to  the  South  Country?" 

"To  see  the  Good  Witch  who  rules  here,"  she  answered. 
"Will  you  take  me  to  her?" 

"Let  me  have  your  name  and  I  will  ask  Glinda  if  she 
will  receive  you."  They  told  who  they  were,  and  the  girl 
soldier  went  into  the  Castle.  After  a  few  moments  she 
came  back  to  say  that  j|.^^^  th^-||te^e^#; 
admitted  at  once.         ^<'4>l<:/rli:    %?\fA^?A»S^    MO 


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they  went  to  see   Glinda,    however, 
they  were  taken   to  a  room   of  the 
Castle,  where   Dorothy  washed   her 
^^^^^^^^         face  and   combed  her  hair,  and  the 
\(^  Lion  shook  the  dust  out  of  his  mane, 

and  the  Scarecrow  patted  himself  into  his  best 
shape,  and  the  Woodman  polished  his  tin  and 
oiled  his  joints. 

When  they  were  all  quite  presentable  they  followed 
the  soldier  girl  into  a  big  room  where  the  Witch  Glinda 
sat  upon  a  throne  of  rubies. 


254  THE   WONDERFUL   WIZARD   OF  OZ. 

She  was  both  beautiful  and  young-  to  their  eyes.  Her 
hair  was  a  rich  red  in  color  and  fell  in  flowing  ringlets  over 
her  shoulders.  Her  dress  was  pure  white;  but  her  eyes 
were  blue,  and  they  looked  kindly  upon  the  little  girl. 

''What  can  I  do  for  you,  my  child?"  she  asked. 
Dorothy  told  the  Witch  all  her  story;  how  the  cyclone 
had  brought  her  to  the  Land  of  Oz,  how  she  had  found 
her  companions,  and  of  the  wonderful  adventures  they  had 
met  with. 

"My  greatest  wish  now,"  she  added,  **is  to  get  back  to 
Kansas,  for  Aunt  Em  will  surely  think  something  dreadful 
has  happened  to  me,  and  that  will  make  her  put  on  mourn- 
ing; and  unless  the  crops  are  better  this  year  than  they 
were  last  I  am  sure  Uncle  Henry  cannot  afford  it." 

Glinda  leaned  forward  and  kissed  the  sweet,  upturned 
face  of  the  loving  little  girl. 

"Bless  you  dear  heart,"  she  said,  "I  am  sure  I  can  tell 
you  of  a  way  to  get  back  to  Kansas."    Then  she  added: 

"But,  if  I  do,  you  must  give  me  the  Golden  Cap." 

"Willingly!"  exclaimed  Dorothy;  "indeed,  it  is  of  no 
use  to  me  now,  and  when  you  have  it  you  can  command 
the  Winged  Monkeys  three  times." 

"And  I  think  I  shall  need  their  service  just  those  three 
times,"  answered  Glinda,  smiling. 

Dorothy  then  gave  her  the  Golden  Cap,  and  the 
Witch  said  to  the  Scarecrow, 

"What  will  you  do  when  Dorothy  has  left  us?  " 


You  must  give  me  the  Golden  Cap.' 


THE  WONDERFUL  WIZARD  OF  OZ.  255 

"I  will  return  to  the  Emerald  City,"  he  replied,  "for 
Oz  has  made  me  its  ruler  and  the  people  like  me.  The 
only  thing-  that  worries  me  is  how  to  cross  the  hill  of  the 
Hammer-Heads." 

"By  means  of  the  Golden  Cap  I  shall  command  the 
Winged  Monkeys  to  carry  you  to  the  gates  of  the  Emerald 
City,"  said  Glinda,  "for  it  would  be  a  shame  to  deprive  the 
people  of  so  wonderful  a  ruler." 

"Am  I  really  wonderful?"  asked  the  Scarecrow. 

"You  are  unusual,"  replied  Glinda. 
Turning  to  the  Tin  Woodman,  she  asked: 

"What  will  become  of  you  when  Dorothy  leaves  this 
country?" 

He  leaned  on  his  axe  and  thought  a  moment.    Then 
he  said, 

"The  Winkies  were  very  kind  to  me,  and  wanted  me 
to  rule  over  them  after  the  Wicked  Witch  died.  I  am 
fond  of  the  Winkies,  and  if  I  could  get  back  again  to  the 
country  of  the  West  I  should  like  nothing  better  than  to 
rule  over  them  forever." 

"My  second  command  to  the  Winged  Monkeys,"  said 
Glinda,  "will  be  that  they  carry  you  safely  to  the  land  of 
the  Winkies.  Your  brains  may  not  be  so  large  to  look  at 
as  those  of  the  Scarecrow,  but  you  are  really  brighter  than 
he  is — when  you  are  well  polished — and  I  am  sure  you  will 
rule  the  Winkies  wisely  and  well." 

Then  the  Witch  looked  at  the  big,  shaggy  Lion  and 
asked. 


256 


THE  WONDERFUL  WIZARD   OF  OZ. 


"When  Dorothy  has  returned  to  her  own  home,  what 
will  become  of  you?" 

"Over  the  hill  of  the  Hammer-Heads,"  he  answered, 
"lies  a  grand  old  forest,  and  all  the  beasts  that  live  there 
have  made  me  their  King.  If  I  could  only  get  back  to  this 
forest  I  would  pass  my  life  very  happily  there." 

"My  third  command  to  the  Winged  Monkeys,"  said 
Glinda,  "shall  be  to  carry  you  to  your  forest.  Then,  hav- 
ing used  up  the  powers  of  the  Golden  Cap,  I  shall  give  it 
to  the  King  of  the  Monkeys,  that  he  and  his  band  may 
thereafter  be  free  for  evermore." 

The  Scarecrow  and  the  Tin  Woodman  and  the  Lion 
now  thanked  the  Good  Witch  earnestly  for  her  kindness, 
and  Dorothy  exclaimed. 


THE  WONDERFUL  WIZARD   OF  OZ.  257 

"You  are  certainly  as  good  as  you  are  beautiful!  But 
you  have  not  yet  told  me  how  to  get  back  to  Kansas." 

"Your  Silver  Shoes  will  carry  you  over  the  desert," 
replied  Glinda.  "If  you  had  known  their  power  you  could 
have  gone  back  to  your  Aunt  Em  the  very  first  day  you 
came  to  this  country." 

"But  then  I  should  not  have  had  my  wonderful  brains!" 
cried  the  Scarecrow,  "I  might  have  passed  my  whole  life 
in  the  farmer's  cornfield." 

"And  I  should  not  have  had  my  lovely  heart,"  said  the 
Tin  Woodman.  "I  might  have  stood  and  rusted  in  the 
forest  till  the  end  of  the  world." 

"And  I  should  have  lived  a  coward  forever,"  de- 
clared the  Lion,  "and  no  beast  in  all  the  forest  would  have 
had  a  good  word  to  say  to  me." 

"This  is  all  true,"  said  Dorothy,  "  and  I  am  glad  I  was 
of  use  to  these  good  friends.  But  now  that  each  of  them 
has  had  what  he  most  desired,  and  each  is  happy  in  having 
a  kingdom  to  rule  beside,  I  think  I  should  like  to  go  back 
to  Kansas." 

"The  Silver  Shoes,"  said  the  Good  Witch,  "have 
wonderful  powers.  And  one  of  the  most  curious  things 
about  them  is  that  they  can  carry  you  to  any  place  in  the 
world  in  three  steps,  and  each  step  will  be  made  in  the 
wink  of  an  eye.  All  you  have  to  do  is  to  knock  the  heels 
together  three  times  and  command  the  shoes  to  carry  you 
wherever  you  wish  to  go." 


258 


THE   WONDERFUL   WIZARD   OF  OZ. 


''If  that  is  so,"  said  the  child,  joyfully,  "I  will  ask  them 
to  carry  me  back  to  Kansas  at  once." 

She  threw  her  arms  around  the  Lion's  neck  and  kissed 
him,  patting-  his  big-  head  tenderly.  Then  she  kissed  the 
Tin  Woodman,  who  was  weeping-  in  a  way  most  dang-erous 
to  his  joints.  But  she  hug^ged  the  soft,  stuffed  body  of  the 
Scarecrow  in  her  arms  instead  of  kissing-  his  painted  face, 
and  found  she  was  crying  herself  at  this  sorrowful  parting 
from  her  loving-  comrades. 

Glinda  the  Good  stepped  down  from  her  ruby  throne 
to  give  the  little  girl  a  good-bye  kiss,  and  Dorothy  thanked 
her  for  all  the  kindness  she  had  shown  to  her  friends  and 
herself. 

Dorothy  now  took  Toto  up  solemnly  in  her  arms,  and 
having  said  one  last  good-bye  she  clapped  the  heels  of  her 
shoes  together  three  times,  saying, 

"Take  mc  home  to  Aunt  Em!" 


Instantly  she  was  whirling  through  the 
air,  so  swiftly  that  all  she  could  see  or  feci 
was  the  wind  w^histling  past  her  ears. 

The  Silver  Shoes  took  but  three  steps, 
and  then  she  stopped  so  suddenly  that  she 
rolled  over  upon  the  grass  several  times 
before  she  knew  where  she  was. 


THE   WONDERFUL    WIZARD   OF  OZ.  259 

At  length,  however,  she  sat  up  and  looked  about  her. 
"Good  gracious!  "  she  cried. 

For  she  was  sitting  on  the  broad  Kansas  prairie,  and 
just  before  her  was  the  new  farm-house  Uncle  Henry  built 
after  the  cyclone  had  carried  away  the  old  one.  Uncle 
Henry  was  milking  the  cows  in  the  barnyard,  and  Toto 
had  jumped  out  of  her  arms  and  was  running  toward  the 
barn,  barking  joyously. 

Dorothy  stood  up  and  found  she  was  in  her  stocking- 
feet.  For  the  Silver  Shoes  had  fallen  off  in  her  flight 
through  the  air,  and  were  lost  forever  in  the  desert. 


UNT  EM  HAD  JUST  COME 

out  of  the  house  to  water  the  cab- 
bages when  she   looked   up  and 
saw  Dorothy  running-  toward  her. 
"My  darhng-  child!"  she  cried,  folding  the  little  girl  in 
her  arms  and  covering  her   face  with   kisses;   "where   in 
the  world  did  you  come  from?  " 

"From  the  Land  of  Oz,"  said  Dorothy,  gravely.  "And 
here  is  Toto.  too.  And  oh,  Aunt  Em!  I'm  so  glad  to  be  at 
home  again! " 


nERE  ends  the  story  of  'The  "Wonderful 
Wizard  of  Oz/*  which  was  written  by 
L.  Frank  Baum  and  illustrated  by  "William 
Wallace  Denslow.  The  engravings  were  made 
by  the  Illinois  Engraving  Company,  the  paper 
was  supplied  by  I>wight  Brothers  Paper  Com- 
pany, and  Messrs.  A,  R.  Barnes  &  Company 
printed  the  book  for  the  publishers,  the  George 
M.  Hill  Company,  completing  it  on  the  fif- 
teenth day  of  May,  in  the  year  nineteen 
hundred.