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Frank Baum - -This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere in the United States and most -other parts of the world at no cost and with almost no restrictions -whatsoever. You may copy it, give it away or re-use it under the terms of -the Project Gutenberg License included with this eBook or online at -www.gutenberg.org. If you are not located in the United States, you'll have -to check the laws of the country where you are located before using this ebook. - -Title: The Wonderful Wizard of Oz - -Author: L. Frank Baum - -Release Date: February, 1993 [EBook #55] -[Most recently updated: October 19, 2020] - -Language: English - -Character set encoding: UTF-8 - -*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK THE WONDERFUL WIZARD OF OZ *** - - - - - - - - - - - -</pre> - -<div class="fig" style="width:65%;"> -<img src="images/cover.jpg" style="width:100%;" alt="[Illustration]" /> -</div> - -<h1>The Wonderful Wizard of Oz</h1> - -<h2>by L. Frank Baum</h2> - -<p class="center"> -This book is dedicated to my good friend & comrade<br /> -My Wife<br /> -L.F.B. -</p> - -<hr /> - -<h2>Contents</h2> - -<table summary="" style=""> - -<tr> -<td> <a href="#chap00"> Introduction</a></td> -</tr> - -<tr> -<td> <a href="#chap01">Chapter I. The Cyclone</a></td> -</tr> - -<tr> -<td> <a href="#chap02">Chapter II. The Council with the Munchkins</a></td> -</tr> - -<tr> -<td> <a href="#chap03">Chapter III. How Dorothy Saved the Scarecrow</a></td> -</tr> - -<tr> -<td> <a href="#chap04">Chapter IV. The Road Through the Forest</a></td> -</tr> - -<tr> -<td> <a href="#chap05">Chapter V. The Rescue of the Tin Woodman</a></td> -</tr> - -<tr> -<td> <a href="#chap06">Chapter VI. The Cowardly Lion</a></td> -</tr> - -<tr> -<td> <a href="#chap07">Chapter VII. The Journey to the Great Oz</a></td> -</tr> - -<tr> -<td> <a href="#chap08">Chapter VIII. The Deadly Poppy Field</a></td> -</tr> - -<tr> -<td> <a href="#chap09">Chapter IX. The Queen of the Field Mice</a></td> -</tr> - -<tr> -<td> <a href="#chap10">Chapter X. The Guardian of the Gates</a></td> -</tr> - -<tr> -<td> <a href="#chap11">Chapter XI. The Emerald City of Oz</a></td> -</tr> - -<tr> -<td> <a href="#chap12">Chapter XII. The Search for the Wicked Witch</a></td> -</tr> - -<tr> -<td> <a href="#chap13">Chapter XIII. The Rescue</a></td> -</tr> - -<tr> -<td> <a href="#chap14">Chapter XIV. The Winged Monkeys</a></td> -</tr> - -<tr> -<td> <a href="#chap15">Chapter XV. The Discovery of Oz, the Terrible</a></td> -</tr> - -<tr> -<td> <a href="#chap16">Chapter XVI. The Magic Art of the Great Humbug</a></td> -</tr> - -<tr> -<td> <a href="#chap17">Chapter XVII. How the Balloon Was Launched</a></td> -</tr> - -<tr> -<td> <a href="#chap18">Chapter XVIII. Away to the South</a></td> -</tr> - -<tr> -<td> <a href="#chap19">Chapter XIX. Attacked by the Fighting Trees</a></td> -</tr> - -<tr> -<td> <a href="#chap20">Chapter XX. The Dainty China Country</a></td> -</tr> - -<tr> -<td> <a href="#chap21">Chapter XXI. The Lion Becomes the King of Beasts</a></td> -</tr> - -<tr> -<td> <a href="#chap22">Chapter XXII. The Country of the Quadlings</a></td> -</tr> - -<tr> -<td> <a href="#chap23">Chapter XXIII. Glinda The Good Witch Grants Dorothy’s Wish</a></td> -</tr> - -<tr> -<td> <a href="#chap24">Chapter XXIV. Home Again</a></td> -</tr> - -</table> - -<div class="chapter"> - -<h2><a name="chap00"></a>Introduction</h2> - -<p> -Folklore, legends, myths and fairy tales have followed 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 happiness to childish hearts than all other -human creations. -</p> - -<p> -Yet the old time fairy tale, having served for generations, may now be classed -as “historical” in the children’s library; for the time has -come for a series of newer “wonder tales” in which the stereotyped -genie, dwarf and fairy are eliminated, together with all the horrible and -blood-curdling incidents 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 -disagreeable incident. -</p> - -<p> -Having this thought in mind, the story of “The Wonderful Wizard of -Oz” was written solely to please children of today. It aspires to being a -modernized fairy tale, in which the wonderment and joy are retained and the -heartaches and nightmares are left out. -</p> - -<p class="letter"> -L. Frank Baum<br /> -Chicago, April, 1900. -</p> - -</div><!--end chapter--> - -<div class="chapter"> - -<h2>The Wonderful Wizard of Oz</h2> - -</div><!--end chapter--> - -<div class="chapter"> - -<h2><a name="chap01"></a>Chapter I<br /> -The Cyclone</h2> - -<p> -Dorothy lived in the midst of the great Kansas prairies, with Uncle Henry, 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 cookstove, a cupboard for the dishes, a table, three -or four chairs, and the beds. Uncle Henry and Aunt Em had a big bed in one -corner, and Dorothy a little bed in another corner. There was no garret 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. -</p> - -<p> -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 to 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 everything else. -</p> - -<p> -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 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 girl with wonder that she could find anything to laugh at. -</p> - -<p> -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. -</p> - -<p> -It was 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 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. -</p> - -<p> -Today, however, they were not playing. Uncle Henry sat upon the doorstep and -looked anxiously at the sky, which was even grayer than usual. Dorothy stood in -the door with Toto in her arms, and looked at the sky too. Aunt Em was washing -the dishes. -</p> - -<p> -From the far north they heard a low wail of the wind, and Uncle Henry and -Dorothy could see where the long grass bowed in waves before the coming storm. -There now came a sharp whistling in the air from the south, and as they turned -their eyes that way they saw ripples in the grass coming from that direction -also. -</p> - -<p> -Suddenly Uncle Henry stood up. -</p> - -<p> -“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. -</p> - -<p> -Aunt Em dropped her work and came to the door. One glance told her of the -danger close at hand. -</p> - -<p> -“Quick, Dorothy!” she screamed. “Run for the cellar!” -</p> - -<p> -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. Dorothy caught -Toto at last and started to follow her aunt. When she was halfway 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. -</p> - -<p> -Then a strange thing happened. -</p> - -<p> -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. -</p> - -<p> -The north and south winds met where the house stood, and made it the exact -center of the cyclone. In the 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. -</p> - -<p> -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. -</p> - -<p> -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. -</p> - -<p> -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. -</p> - -<p> -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 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 upon it; and Toto followed and lay down beside her. -</p> - -<p> -In spite of the swaying of the house and the wailing of the wind, Dorothy soon -closed her eyes and fell fast asleep. -</p> - -</div><!--end chapter--> - -<div class="chapter"> - -<h2><a name="chap02"></a>Chapter II<br /> -The Council with the Munchkins</h2> - -<p> -She was awakened by a shock, so sudden and severe that if Dorothy had not been -lying on the soft bed she might have been hurt. As it was, the jar made her -catch her breath and wonder what had happened; 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. -</p> - -<p> -The little girl gave a cry of amazement and looked about her, her eyes growing -bigger and bigger at the wonderful sights she saw. -</p> - -<p> -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 greensward -all about, with stately trees bearing rich and luscious fruits. Banks of -gorgeous flowers were on every hand, and birds with rare 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. -</p> - -<p> -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. -</p> - -<p> -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 pleats 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 -shade 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. -</p> - -<p> -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: -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -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. -</p> - -<p> -But the little woman 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.” -</p> - -<p> -“Your house did, anyway,” replied the little old woman, with a -laugh, “and that is the same thing. See!” she continued, pointing -to the corner of the house. “There are her two feet, still sticking out -from under a block of wood.” -</p> - -<p> -Dorothy looked, and gave a little cry of fright. There, indeed, just under the -corner of the great beam the house rested on, two feet were sticking out, shod -in silver shoes with pointed toes. -</p> - -<p> -“Oh, dear! Oh, dear!” cried Dorothy, clasping her hands together in -dismay. “The house must have fallen on her. Whatever shall we do?” -</p> - -<p> -“There is nothing to be done,” said the little woman calmly. -</p> - -<p> -“But who was she?” asked Dorothy. -</p> - -<p> -“She was the Wicked Witch of the East, as I said,” answered the -little woman. “She has held all the Munchkins in bondage for many years, -making them slave for her night and day. Now they are all set free, and are -grateful to you for the favor.” -</p> - -<p> -“Who are the Munchkins?” inquired Dorothy. -</p> - -<p> -“They are the people who live in this land of the East where the Wicked -Witch ruled.” -</p> - -<p> -“Are you a Munchkin?” asked Dorothy. -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -“Oh, gracious!” cried Dorothy. “Are you a real witch?” -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -“But,” said Dorothy, after a moment’s thought, “Aunt Em -has told me that the witches were all dead—years and years ago.” -</p> - -<p> -“Who is Aunt Em?” inquired the little old woman. -</p> - -<p> -“She is my aunt who lives in Kansas, where I came from.” -</p> - -<p> -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?” -</p> - -<p> -“Oh, yes,” replied Dorothy. -</p> - -<p> -“Then that accounts for it. In the civilized countries I believe there -are no witches left, nor wizards, nor sorceresses, 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.” -</p> - -<p> -“Who are the wizards?” asked Dorothy. -</p> - -<p> -“Oz himself is the Great Wizard,” answered the Witch, sinking her -voice to a whisper. “He is more powerful than all the rest of us -together. He lives in the City of Emeralds.” -</p> - -<p> -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. -</p> - -<p> -“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. -</p> - -<p> -“She was so old,” explained 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. -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -Dorothy carried the shoes into the house and placed them on the table. Then she -came out again to the Munchkins and said: -</p> - -<p> -“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?” -</p> - -<p> -The Munchkins and the Witch first looked at one another, and then at Dorothy, -and then shook their heads. -</p> - -<p> -“At the East, not far from here,” said one, “there is a great -desert, and none could live to cross it.” -</p> - -<p> -“It is the same at the South,” said another, “for I have been -there and seen it. The South is the country of the Quadlings.” -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -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: -</p> - -<p class="center"> -“LET DOROTHY GO TO THE CITY OF EMERALDS” -</p> - -<p> -The little old woman took the slate from her nose, and having read the words on -it, asked, “Is your name Dorothy, my dear?” -</p> - -<p> -“Yes,” answered the child, looking up and drying her tears. -</p> - -<p> -“Then you must go to the City of Emeralds. Perhaps Oz will help -you.” -</p> - -<p> -“Where is this city?” asked Dorothy. -</p> - -<p> -“It is exactly in the center of the country, and is ruled by Oz, the -Great Wizard I told you of.” -</p> - -<p> -“Is he a good man?” inquired the girl anxiously. -</p> - -<p> -“He is a good Wizard. Whether he is a man or not I cannot tell, for I -have never seen him.” -</p> - -<p> -“How can I get there?” asked Dorothy. -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -“Won’t you go with me?” pleaded the girl, who had begun to -look upon the little old woman as her only friend. -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -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. -</p> - -<p> -“The road to the City of Emeralds is paved with yellow 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.” -</p> - -<p> -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 straightway -disappeared, much to the surprise of little Toto, who barked after her loudly -enough when she had gone, because he had been afraid even to growl while she -stood by. -</p> - -<p> -But Dorothy, knowing her to be a witch, had expected her to disappear in just -that way, and was not surprised in the least. -</p> - -</div><!--end chapter--> - -<div class="chapter"> - -<h2><a name="chap03"></a>Chapter III<br /> -How Dorothy Saved the Scarecrow</h2> - -<p> -When 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. -</p> - -<p> -Then she went back to the house, and having helped 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. -</p> - -<p> -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 washings, 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 feet and noticed how old and worn her shoes were. -</p> - -<p> -“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. -</p> - -<p> -At that moment Dorothy saw lying on the table the silver shoes that had -belonged to the Witch of the East. -</p> - -<p> -“I 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.” -</p> - -<p> -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. -</p> - -<p> -Finally she picked up her basket. -</p> - -<p> -“Come along, Toto,” she said. “We will go to the Emerald City -and ask the Great Oz how to get back to Kansas again.” -</p> - -<p> -She closed the door, locked it, and put the key carefully in the pocket of her -dress. And so, with Toto trotting along soberly behind her, she started on her -journey. -</p> - -<p> -There were several roads nearby, but it did not take her long to find the one -paved with yellow bricks. Within a short time she was walking briskly toward -the Emerald City, her silver shoes tinkling merrily on the hard, yellow -road-bed. The sun shone bright and the birds sang sweetly, and Dorothy did not -feel nearly so 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. -</p> - -<p> -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 abundance. -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 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. -</p> - -<p> -Toward 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. -</p> - -<p> -The people greeted Dorothy kindly, and invited her to supper and to pass the -night with them; for this was the home of one of the richest Munchkins in the -land, and his friends were gathered with him to celebrate their freedom from -the bondage of the Wicked Witch. -</p> - -<p> -Dorothy ate a hearty supper and was waited upon by the rich Munchkin himself, -whose name was Boq. Then she sat upon a settee and watched the people dance. -</p> - -<p> -When Boq saw her silver shoes he said, “You must be a great -sorceress.” -</p> - -<p> -“Why?” asked the girl. -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -“My dress is blue and white checked,” said Dorothy, smoothing out -the wrinkles in it. -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -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. -</p> - -<p> -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. -</p> - -<p> -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. -</p> - -<p> -“How far is it to the Emerald City?” the girl asked. -</p> - -<p> -“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 have business -with him. But it is a long 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.” -</p> - -<p> -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. -</p> - -<p> -She bade her friends good-bye, and again started along the road of yellow -brick. When she had gone several 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 not far away she saw a Scarecrow, placed -high on a pole to keep the birds from the ripe corn. -</p> - -<p> -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 his 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. -</p> - -<p> -While Dorothy was looking earnestly into the queer, painted face of the -Scarecrow, she was surprised to see 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. -</p> - -<p> -“Good day,” said the Scarecrow, in a rather husky voice. -</p> - -<p> -“Did you speak?” asked the girl, in wonder. -</p> - -<p> -“Certainly,” answered the Scarecrow. “How do you do?” -</p> - -<p> -“I’m pretty well, thank you,” replied Dorothy politely. -“How do you do?” -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -“Can’t you get down?” asked Dorothy. -</p> - -<p> -“No, for this pole is stuck up my back. If you will please take away the -pole I shall be greatly obliged to you.” -</p> - -<p> -Dorothy reached up both arms and lifted the figure off the pole, for, being -stuffed with straw, it was quite light. -</p> - -<p> -“Thank you very much,” said the Scarecrow, when he had been set -down on the ground. “I feel like a new man.” -</p> - -<p> -Dorothy was puzzled at this, for it sounded queer to hear a stuffed man speak, -and to see him bow and walk along beside her. -</p> - -<p> -“Who are you?” asked the Scarecrow when he had stretched himself -and yawned. “And where are you going?” -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -“Where is the Emerald City?” he inquired. “And who is -Oz?” -</p> - -<p> -“Why, don’t you know?” she returned, in surprise. -</p> - -<p> -“No, indeed. I don’t know anything. You see, I am stuffed, so I -have no brains at all,” he answered sadly. -</p> - -<p> -“Oh,” said Dorothy, “I’m awfully sorry for you.” -</p> - -<p> -“Do you think,” he asked, “if I go to the Emerald City with -you, that Oz would give me some brains?” -</p> - -<p> -“I cannot tell,” she returned, “but you may come with me, if -you like. If Oz will not give you any brains you will be no worse off than you -are now.” -</p> - -<p> -“That is true,” said the Scarecrow. “You see,” he -continued 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 anything?” -</p> - -<p> -“I understand how you feel,” said the little girl, who was truly -sorry for him. “If you will come with me I’ll ask Oz to do all he -can for you.” -</p> - -<p> -“Thank you,” he answered gratefully. -</p> - -<p> -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. -</p> - -<p> -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. -</p> - -<p> -“Don’t mind Toto,” said Dorothy to her new friend. “He -never bites.” -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -“What is that?” asked Dorothy; “the Munchkin farmer who made -you?” -</p> - -<p> -“No,” answered the Scarecrow; “it’s a lighted -match.” -</p> - -</div><!--end chapter--> - -<div class="chapter"> - -<h2><a name="chap04"></a>Chapter IV<br /> -The Road Through the Forest</h2> - -<p> -After a few hours the road began to be rough, and the walking grew so difficult -that the Scarecrow often stumbled over the yellow bricks, 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 and -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. -</p> - -<p> -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. -</p> - -<p> -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. -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -Dorothy saw at once that this was true, so she only nodded and went on eating -her bread. -</p> - -<p> -“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. -</p> - -<p> -The Scarecrow listened carefully, 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.” -</p> - -<p> -“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 any other country, be it ever so beautiful. There is -no place like home.” -</p> - -<p> -The Scarecrow sighed. -</p> - -<p> -“Of course I cannot understand it,” he said. “If your heads -were stuffed with straw, like mine, you would probably all live in the -beautiful places, and then Kansas would have no people at all. It is fortunate -for Kansas that you have brains.” -</p> - -<p> -“Won’t you tell me a story, while we are resting?” asked the -child. -</p> - -<p> -The Scarecrow looked at her reproachfully, and answered: -</p> - -<p> -“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?’ -</p> - -<p> -“‘They aren’t straight,’” answered the other. -</p> - -<p> -“‘Never mind,’” said the farmer. “‘They are -ears just the same,’” which was true enough. -</p> - -<p> -“‘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. -</p> - -<p> -“‘That’s a rather pretty eye,’” remarked the -Munchkin who was watching the farmer. “‘Blue paint is just the -color for eyes.’ -</p> - -<p> -“‘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. -</p> - -<p> -“‘This fellow will scare the crows fast enough,’ said the -farmer. ‘He looks just like a man.’ -</p> - -<p> -“‘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. -</p> - -<p> -“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 me carefully he perched upon -my shoulder and said: -</p> - -<p> -“‘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 and ate all the corn he wanted. The other birds, -seeing he was not harmed by me, came to eat the corn too, so in a short time -there was a great flock of them about me. -</p> - -<p> -“I felt sad at this, for it showed I was not such a good Scarecrow after -all; but the old crow comforted me, saying, ‘If you only had brains in -your head you would be as good a man as any of them, and a better man than some -of them. Brains are the only things worth having in this world, no matter -whether one is a crow or a man.’ -</p> - -<p> -“After the crows had gone I thought this over, and decided I would try -hard to get some brains. By good luck you came along and pulled me off the -stake, and from what you say I am sure the Great Oz will give me brains as soon -as we get to the Emerald City.” -</p> - -<p> -“I hope so,” said Dorothy earnestly, “since you seem anxious -to have them.” -</p> - -<p> -“Oh, yes; I am anxious,” returned the Scarecrow. “It is such -an uncomfortable feeling to know one is a fool.” -</p> - -<p> -“Well,” said the girl, “let us go.” And she handed the -basket to the Scarecrow. -</p> - -<p> -There were no fences at all by the roadside now, and the land was rough and -untilled. Toward evening they came to a great forest, where the trees grew so -big and close together that their branches met over the road of yellow brick. -It was almost dark under the trees, for the branches shut out the daylight; but -the travelers did not stop, and went on into the forest. -</p> - -<p> -“If this road goes in, it must come out,” said the Scarecrow, -“and as the Emerald City is at the other end of the road, we must go -wherever it leads us.” -</p> - -<p> -“Anyone would know that,” said Dorothy. -</p> - -<p> -“Certainly; that is why I know it,” returned the Scarecrow. -“If it required brains to figure it out, I never should have said -it.” -</p> - -<p> -After an hour or so the light faded away, and they found themselves stumbling -along in the darkness. Dorothy 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. -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -Soon after the Scarecrow stopped. -</p> - -<p> -“I see a little cottage at the right of us,” he said, “built -of logs and branches. Shall we go there?” -</p> - -<p> -“Yes, indeed,” answered the child. “I am all tired -out.” -</p> - -<p> -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. -</p> - -</div><!--end chapter--> - -<div class="chapter"> - -<h2><a name="chap05"></a>Chapter V<br /> -The Rescue of the Tin Woodman</h2> - -<p> -When Dorothy awoke the sun was shining through the trees and Toto had long been -out chasing birds around him and squirrels. She sat up and looked around her. -There was the Scarecrow, still standing patiently in his corner, waiting for -her. -</p> - -<p> -“We must go and search for water,” she said to him. -</p> - -<p> -“Why do you want water?” he asked. -</p> - -<p> -“To wash my face clean after the dust of the road, and to drink, so the -dry bread will not stick in my throat.” -</p> - -<p> -“It must be inconvenient to be made of flesh,” said the Scarecrow -thoughtfully, “for you must sleep, and eat and drink. However, you have -brains, and it is worth a lot of bother to be able to think properly.” -</p> - -<p> -They left the cottage and walked through the trees until they found a little -spring of clear water, where Dorothy 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. -</p> - -<p> -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. -</p> - -<p> -“What was that?” she asked timidly. -</p> - -<p> -“I cannot imagine,” replied the Scarecrow; “but we can go and -see.” -</p> - -<p> -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 little cry of -surprise. -</p> - -<p> -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. -</p> - -<p> -Dorothy looked at him in amazement, and so did the Scarecrow, while Toto barked -sharply and made a snap at the tin legs, which hurt his teeth. -</p> - -<p> -“Did you groan?” asked Dorothy. -</p> - -<p> -“Yes,” answered the tin man, “I did. I’ve been groaning -for more than a year, and no one has ever heard me before or come to help -me.” -</p> - -<p> -“What can I do for you?” she inquired softly, for she was moved by -the sad voice in which the man spoke. -</p> - -<p> -“Get an oil-can and oil my joints,” he 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. You will find an oil-can on a shelf in my cottage.” -</p> - -<p> -Dorothy at once ran back to the cottage and found the oil-can, and then she -returned and asked anxiously, “Where are your joints?” -</p> - -<p> -“Oil my neck, first,” replied 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. -</p> - -<p> -“Now oil the joints in my arms,” he said. And Dorothy oiled them -and the Scarecrow bent them carefully until they were quite free from rust and -as good as new. -</p> - -<p> -The Tin Woodman gave a sigh of satisfaction and lowered his axe, which he -leaned against the tree. -</p> - -<p> -“This is a great comfort,” he said. “I have been holding 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.” -</p> - -<p> -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. -</p> - -<p> -“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?” -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -“Why do you wish to see Oz?” he asked. -</p> - -<p> -“I want him to send me back to Kansas, and the Scarecrow wants him to put -a few brains into his head,” she replied. -</p> - -<p> -The Tin Woodman appeared to think deeply for a moment. Then he said: -</p> - -<p> -“Do you suppose Oz could give me a heart?” -</p> - -<p> -“Why, I guess so,” Dorothy answered. “It would be as easy as -to give the Scarecrow brains.” -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -“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. -</p> - -<p> -The Tin Woodman had asked Dorothy to put the oil-can in her basket. -“For,” he said, “if I should get caught in the rain, and rust -again, I would need the oil-can badly.” -</p> - -<p> -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 travelers could not pass. But -the Tin Woodman set to work with his axe and chopped so well that soon he -cleared a passage for the entire party. -</p> - -<p> -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. -</p> - -<p> -“Why didn’t you walk around the hole?” asked the Tin Woodman. -</p> - -<p> -“I don’t know enough,” replied the Scarecrow cheerfully. -“My head is stuffed with straw, you know, and that is why I am going to -Oz to ask him for some brains.” -</p> - -<p> -“Oh, I see,” said the Tin Woodman. “But, after all, brains -are not the best things in the world.” -</p> - -<p> -“Have you any?” inquired the Scarecrow. -</p> - -<p> -“No, my head is quite empty,” answered the Woodman. “But once -I had brains, and a heart also; so, having tried them both, I should much -rather have a heart.” -</p> - -<p> -“And why is that?” asked the Scarecrow. -</p> - -<p> -“I will tell you my story, and then you will know.” -</p> - -<p> -So, while they were walking through the forest, the Tin Woodman told the -following story: -</p> - -<p> -“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 woodchopper, 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. -</p> - -<p> -“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 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 anxious to get the new house and my wife as -soon as possible, the axe slipped all at once and cut off my left leg. -</p> - -<p> -“This at first seemed a great misfortune, for I knew a one-legged man -could not do very well as a wood-chopper. So I went to a tinsmith 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 tinsmith, -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 tinsmith happened to come along, and -he made me a new head out of tin. -</p> - -<p> -“I 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 slip again, -so that it cut right through my body, splitting me into two halves. Once more -the tinsmith 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. -</p> - -<p> -“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 in my 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 undergo, 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 happiest man on earth; but no one -can love who has not a heart, and so I am resolved to ask Oz to give me one. If -he does, I will go back to the Munchkin maiden and marry her.” -</p> - -<p> -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. -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -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. -</p> - -<p> -What worried her most was that the bread was nearly gone, and another 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. -</p> - -</div><!--end chapter--> - -<div class="chapter"> - -<h2><a name="chap06"></a>Chapter VI<br /> -The Cowardly Lion</h2> - -<p> -All this time Dorothy and her companions had been walking through the thick -woods. The road was still paved with yellow brick, but these were much covered -by dried branches and dead leaves from the trees, and the walking was not at -all good. -</p> - -<p> -There were few birds in this part of the forest, for birds love the open -country where there is plenty of sunshine. But now and then there came a deep -growl from some wild animal hidden among the trees. These sounds made the -little girl’s heart beat fast, for she did not know what made them; but -Toto knew, and he walked close to Dorothy’s side, and did not even bark -in return. -</p> - -<p> -“How long will it be,” the child asked of the Tin Woodman, -“before we are out of the forest?” -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -“But Toto!” said the girl anxiously. “What will protect -him?” -</p> - -<p> -“We must protect him ourselves if he is in danger,” replied the Tin -Woodman. -</p> - -<p> -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 -Scarecrow spinning 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. -</p> - -<p> -Little Toto, now that he had an enemy to face, ran barking toward the Lion, and -the great beast had opened 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: -</p> - -<p> -“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!” -</p> - -<p> -“I didn’t bite him,” said the Lion, as he rubbed his nose -with his paw where Dorothy had hit it. -</p> - -<p> -“No, but you tried to,” she retorted. “You are nothing but a -big coward.” -</p> - -<p> -“I know it,” said the Lion, hanging his head in shame. -“I’ve always known it. But how can I help it?” -</p> - -<p> -“I don’t know, I’m sure. To think of your striking a stuffed -man, like the poor Scarecrow!” -</p> - -<p> -“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. -</p> - -<p> -“Of course he’s stuffed,” replied Dorothy, who was still -angry. -</p> - -<p> -“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?” -</p> - -<p> -“No,” said Dorothy, “he’s made of tin.” And she -helped the Woodman up again. -</p> - -<p> -“That’s why he nearly blunted my claws,” said the Lion. -“When they scratched against the tin it made a cold shiver run down my -back. What is that little animal you are so tender of?” -</p> - -<p> -“He is my dog, Toto,” answered Dorothy. -</p> - -<p> -“Is he made of tin, or stuffed?” asked the Lion. -</p> - -<p> -“Neither. He’s a—a—a meat dog,” said the girl. -</p> - -<p> -“Oh! He’s a curious animal and seems remarkably small, now that I -look at him. No one would think of biting such a little thing, except a coward -like me,” continued the Lion sadly. -</p> - -<p> -“What makes you a coward?” asked Dorothy, looking at the great -beast in wonder, for he was as big as a small horse. -</p> - -<p> -“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 everywhere 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 -elephants and the tigers and the bears had ever tried to fight me, I should -have run myself—I’m such a 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.” -</p> - -<p> -“But that isn’t right. The King of Beasts shouldn’t be a -coward,” said the Scarecrow. -</p> - -<p> -“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 danger, my heart begins to beat fast.” -</p> - -<p> -“Perhaps you have heart disease,” said the Tin Woodman. -</p> - -<p> -“It may be,” said the Lion. -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -“Perhaps,” said the Lion thoughtfully, “if I had no heart I -should not be a coward.” -</p> - -<p> -“Have you brains?” asked the Scarecrow. -</p> - -<p> -“I suppose so. I’ve never looked to see,” replied the Lion. -</p> - -<p> -“I am going to the Great Oz to ask him to give me some,” remarked -the Scarecrow, “for my head is stuffed with straw.” -</p> - -<p> -“And I am going to ask him to give me a heart,” said the Woodman. -</p> - -<p> -“And I am going to ask him to send Toto and me back to Kansas,” -added Dorothy. -</p> - -<p> -“Do you think Oz could give me courage?” asked the Cowardly Lion. -</p> - -<p> -“Just as easily as he could give me brains,” said the Scarecrow. -</p> - -<p> -“Or give me a heart,” said the Tin Woodman. -</p> - -<p> -“Or send me back to Kansas,” said Dorothy. -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -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 of this new -comrade at first, for he could not forget how nearly he had been crushed -between 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. -</p> - -<p> -During the rest of that day there was no other adventure 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 the Tin -Woodman very unhappy, for he was always careful not to hurt any living -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 -Woodman’s jaws, so that after a few moments he could talk as well as -before. -</p> - -<p> -“This will serve me a lesson,” said he, “to look where I -step. For if I should kill another bug or beetle I should surely cry again, and -crying rusts my jaws so that I cannot speak.” -</p> - -<p> -Thereafter he walked 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. -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -</div><!--end chapter--> - -<div class="chapter"> - -<h2><a name="chap07"></a>Chapter VII<br /> -The Journey to the Great Oz</h2> - -<p> -They were obliged to camp out that night 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. -</p> - -<p> -“If you wish,” said the Lion, “I will go into the forest and -kill a deer for you. You can roast it by the fire, since your tastes are so -peculiar that you prefer cooked food, and then you will have a very good -breakfast.” -</p> - -<p> -“Don’t! Please don’t,” begged the Tin Woodman. “I -should certainly weep if you killed a poor deer, and then my jaws would rust -again.” -</p> - -<p> -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 was very kind and -thoughtful of the Scarecrow, but she laughed heartily at the awkward way in -which the poor creature 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 distance away from the flames, and -only came near to cover Dorothy with dry leaves when she lay down to sleep. -These kept her very snug and warm, and she slept soundly until morning. -</p> - -<p> -When it was daylight, the girl bathed her face in a little rippling brook, and -soon after they all started toward the Emerald City. -</p> - -<p> -This was to be an eventful day for the travelers. 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. -</p> - -<p> -“What shall we do?” asked Dorothy despairingly. -</p> - -<p> -“I haven’t the faintest idea,” said the Tin Woodman, and the -Lion shook his shaggy mane and looked thoughtful. -</p> - -<p> -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.” -</p> - -<p> -“I think I could jump over it,” said the Cowardly Lion, after -measuring the distance carefully in his mind. -</p> - -<p> -“Then we are all right,” answered the Scarecrow, “for you can -carry us all over on your back, one at a time.” -</p> - -<p> -“Well, I’ll try it,” said the Lion. “Who will go -first?” -</p> - -<p> -“I will,” declared the Scarecrow, “for, if you found that you -could not jump over the gulf, Dorothy would be 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.” -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -The Scarecrow sat upon the Lion’s back, and the big beast walked to the -edge of the gulf and crouched down. -</p> - -<p> -“Why don’t you run and jump?” asked the Scarecrow. -</p> - -<p> -“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. -</p> - -<p> -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 were 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 Woodman, 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. -</p> - -<p> -They found the forest very thick on this side, and it looked dark and gloomy. -After the Lion had rested they started along the road of yellow brick, silently -wondering, each in his own mind, if ever they would come to the end of the -woods and reach the bright sunshine 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. -</p> - -<p> -“What are the Kalidahs?” asked the girl. -</p> - -<p> -“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. I’m terribly -afraid of the Kalidahs.” -</p> - -<p> -“I’m not surprised that you are,” returned Dorothy. -“They must be dreadful beasts.” -</p> - -<p> -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. -</p> - -<p> -So they sat down to consider what they should do, and after serious thought the -Scarecrow said: -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -“That is a first-rate idea,” said the Lion. “One would almost -suspect you had brains in your head, instead of straw.” -</p> - -<p> -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. -</p> - -<p> -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. -</p> - -<p> -“They are the Kalidahs!” said the Cowardly Lion, beginning to -tremble. -</p> - -<p> -“Quick!” cried the Scarecrow. “Let us cross over.” -</p> - -<p> -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 backward, while even the fierce beasts -stopped short and looked at him in surprise. -</p> - -<p> -But, seeing they were bigger than the Lion, and remembering 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: -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -“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, carrying the ugly, snarling brutes with it, and -both were dashed to pieces on the sharp rocks at the bottom. -</p> - -<p> -“Well,” said the Cowardly Lion, drawing a long breath of relief, -“I see we are going to live a little while longer, and I am glad of it, -for it must be a very uncomfortable thing not to be alive. Those creatures -frightened me so badly that my heart is beating yet.” -</p> - -<p> -“Ah,” said the Tin Woodman sadly, “I wish I had a heart to -beat.” -</p> - -<p> -This adventure made the travelers more anxious than ever to get out of the -forest, and they walked so fast that Dorothy became tired, and had to ride on -the Lion’s back. To their great joy the trees became thinner the farther -they advanced, and in the afternoon they suddenly came upon a broad river, -flowing swiftly just before them. On the other side of the water they could see -the road of yellow brick running through a beautiful country, with green -meadows dotted with bright flowers and all the road bordered with trees hanging -full of delicious fruits. They were greatly pleased to see this delightful -country before them. -</p> - -<p> -“How shall we cross the river?” asked Dorothy. -</p> - -<p> -“That is easily done,” replied the Scarecrow. “The Tin -Woodman must build us a raft, so we can float to the other side.” -</p> - -<p> -So the Woodman took his axe and began to chop down small trees to make a raft, -and while he was busy at this the Scarecrow found on the riverbank a tree full -of fine fruit. This pleased Dorothy, who had eaten nothing but nuts all day, -and she made a hearty meal of the ripe fruit. -</p> - -<p> -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 morning; and Dorothy -dreamed of the Emerald City, and of the good Wizard Oz, who would soon send her -back to her own home again. -</p> - -</div><!--end chapter--> - -<div class="chapter"> - -<h2><a name="chap08"></a>Chapter VIII<br /> -The Deadly Poppy Field</h2> - -<p> -Our little party of travelers awakened the 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 discouragements; but before them was a -lovely, sunny country that seemed to beckon them on to the Emerald City. -</p> - -<p> -To be sure, the broad river now 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 Cowardly -Lion stepped upon the raft it tipped badly, for he was big and heavy; but the -Scarecrow and the Tin Woodman stood upon the other end to steady it, and they -had long poles in their hands to push the raft through the water. -</p> - -<p> -They got along quite well at first, but when they reached the middle of the -river the swift current swept the raft downstream, 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. -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -“And then I should get no brains,” said the Scarecrow. -</p> - -<p> -“And I should get no courage,” said the Cowardly Lion. -</p> - -<p> -“And I should get no heart,” said the Tin Woodman. -</p> - -<p> -“And I should never get back to Kansas,” said Dorothy. -</p> - -<p> -“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. Then, before he could pull it out -again—or let go—the raft was swept away, and the poor Scarecrow was -left clinging to the pole in the middle of the river. -</p> - -<p> -“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. -</p> - -<p> -Of course this was a bad thing for the Scarecrow. -</p> - -<p> -“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 Scarecrow stuck -on a pole in the middle of a river. I am afraid I shall never have any brains, -after all!” -</p> - -<p> -Down the stream the raft floated, and the poor Scarecrow was left far behind. -Then the Lion said: -</p> - -<p> -“Something must be done to save us. I think I can swim to the shore and -pull the raft after me, if you will only hold fast to the tip of my -tail.” -</p> - -<p> -So he sprang into the water, and the Tin Woodman caught fast hold of his tail. -Then 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. -</p> - -<p> -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. -</p> - -<p> -“What shall we do now?” asked the Tin Woodman, as the Lion lay down -on the grass to let the sun dry him. -</p> - -<p> -“We must get back to the road, in some way,” said Dorothy. -</p> - -<p> -“The best plan will be to walk along the riverbank until we come to the -road again,” remarked the Lion. -</p> - -<p> -So, when they were rested, Dorothy picked up her basket and they started along -the grassy bank, to the road from which the river had carried them. It was a -lovely country, with plenty 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. -</p> - -<p> -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!” -</p> - -<p> -Then they all looked at the river and saw the Scarecrow perched upon his pole -in the middle of the water, looking very lonely and sad. -</p> - -<p> -“What can we do to save him?” asked Dorothy. -</p> - -<p> -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, who, upon seeing them, stopped to rest at the water’s edge. -</p> - -<p> -“Who are you and where are you going?” asked the Stork. -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -“This isn’t the road,” said the Stork, as she twisted her -long neck and looked sharply at the queer party. -</p> - -<p> -“I know it,” returned Dorothy, “but we have lost the -Scarecrow, and are wondering how we shall get him again.” -</p> - -<p> -“Where is he?” asked the Stork. -</p> - -<p> -“Over there in the river,” answered the little girl. -</p> - -<p> -“If he wasn’t so big and heavy I would get him for you,” -remarked the Stork. -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -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. -</p> - -<p> -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. -</p> - -<p> -“I was afraid I should have to stay in the river forever,” he said, -“but the kind Stork saved me, and if I ever get any brains I shall find -the Stork again and do her some kindness in return.” -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -“Thank you,” replied Dorothy, and then the kind Stork flew into the -air and was soon out of sight. -</p> - -<p> -They walked along listening to the singing of the brightly 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 poppies, which were so brilliant in -color they almost dazzled Dorothy’s eyes. -</p> - -<p> -“Aren’t they beautiful?” the girl asked, as she breathed in -the spicy scent of the bright flowers. -</p> - -<p> -“I suppose so,” answered the Scarecrow. “When I have brains, -I shall probably like them better.” -</p> - -<p> -“If I only had a heart, I should love them,” added the Tin Woodman. -</p> - -<p> -“I always did like flowers,” said the Lion. “They seem so -helpless and frail. But there are none in the forest so bright as these.” -</p> - -<p> -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 flowers, -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. -</p> - -<p> -But the Tin Woodman would not let her do this. -</p> - -<p> -“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. -</p> - -<p> -“What shall we do?” asked the Tin Woodman. -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -It was true; Toto had fallen down beside his little mistress. But the Scarecrow -and the Tin Woodman, not being made of flesh, were not troubled by the scent of -the flowers. -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -So the Lion aroused himself and bounded forward as fast as he could go. In a -moment he was out of sight. -</p> - -<p> -“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. -</p> - -<p> -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 bed, where the sweet -grass spread in beautiful green fields before them. -</p> - -<p> -“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 -forever, and perhaps he will dream that he has found courage at last.” -</p> - -<p> -“I’m sorry,” said the Scarecrow. “The Lion was a very -good comrade for one so cowardly. But let us go on.” -</p> - -<p> -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 the soft grass and waited for the -fresh breeze to waken her. -</p> - -</div><!--end chapter--> - -<div class="chapter"> - -<h2><a name="chap09"></a>Chapter IX<br /> -The Queen of the Field Mice</h2> - -<p> -“We 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.” -</p> - -<p> -The Tin Woodman was about to reply when he heard a low growl, and turning his -head (which worked beautifully on hinges) he saw a strange beast come bounding -over the grass toward them. It was, indeed, a great yellow Wildcat, and the -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 glowed like balls of fire. As it came nearer the Tin Woodman saw that -running before the beast was a little gray field mouse, and although he had no -heart he knew it was wrong for the Wildcat to try to kill such a pretty, -harmless creature. -</p> - -<p> -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. -</p> - -<p> -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: -</p> - -<p> -“Oh, thank you! Thank you ever so much for saving my life.” -</p> - -<p> -“Don’t speak of it, I beg of you,” replied the Woodman. -“I 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.” -</p> - -<p> -“Only a mouse!” cried the little animal, indignantly. “Why, I -am a Queen—the Queen of all the Field Mice!” -</p> - -<p> -“Oh, indeed,” said the Woodman, making a bow. -</p> - -<p> -“Therefore you have done a great deed, as well as a brave one, in saving -my life,” added the Queen. -</p> - -<p> -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: -</p> - -<p> -“Oh, your Majesty, we thought you would be killed! How did you manage to -escape the great Wildcat?” They all bowed so low to the little Queen that -they almost stood upon their heads. -</p> - -<p> -“This funny tin man,” she answered, “killed the Wildcat and -saved my life. So hereafter you must all serve him, and obey his slightest -wish.” -</p> - -<p> -“We will!” cried all the mice, in a shrill chorus. And then they -scampered in all directions, for Toto had awakened from his sleep, and seeing -all these mice around him he gave one bark of delight and jumped right into the -middle of the group. Toto had always loved to chase mice when he lived in -Kansas, and he saw no harm in it. -</p> - -<p> -But the Tin Woodman 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.” -</p> - -<p> -At this the Queen of the Mice stuck her head out from underneath a clump of -grass and asked, in a timid voice, “Are you sure he will not bite -us?” -</p> - -<p> -“I will not let him,” said the Woodman; “so do not be -afraid.” -</p> - -<p> -One by one the mice came creeping 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 -spoke. -</p> - -<p> -“Is there anything we can do,” it asked, “to repay you for -saving the life of our Queen?” -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -“A Lion!” cried the little Queen. “Why, he would eat us all -up.” -</p> - -<p> -“Oh, no,” declared the Scarecrow; “this Lion is a -coward.” -</p> - -<p> -“Really?” asked the Mouse. -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -“Very well,” said the Queen, “we trust you. But what shall we -do?” -</p> - -<p> -“Are there many of these mice which call you Queen and are willing to -obey you?” -</p> - -<p> -“Oh, yes; there are thousands,” she replied. -</p> - -<p> -“Then send for them all to come here as soon as possible, and let each -one bring a long piece of string.” -</p> - -<p> -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. -</p> - -<p> -“Now,” said the Scarecrow to the Tin Woodman, “you must go to -those trees by the riverside and make a truck that will carry the Lion.” -</p> - -<p> -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. -</p> - -<p> -They came from all directions, and there were thousands 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: -</p> - -<p> -“Permit me to introduce to you her Majesty, the Queen.” -</p> - -<p> -Dorothy nodded gravely and the Queen made a curtsy, after which she became -quite friendly with the little girl. -</p> - -<p> -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 of -each mouse and the other end to the truck. Of course the truck was a thousand -times bigger than any of the mice who were to draw it; but when all the mice -had been harnessed, they were able to pull it quite easily. Even the Scarecrow -and the Tin Woodman could sit on it, and were drawn swiftly by their queer -little horses to the place where the Lion lay asleep. -</p> - -<p> -After a great deal of hard work, for the Lion was heavy, they managed to get -him up on the truck. Then the Queen hurriedly gave her people the order to -start, for she feared if the mice stayed among the poppies too long they also -would fall asleep. -</p> - -<p> -At first the little creatures, many though they were, could hardly stir the -heavily loaded truck; but the Woodman and the Scarecrow both pushed from -behind, and they got along better. Soon they rolled the Lion out of the poppy -bed to the green fields, where he could breathe the sweet, fresh air again, -instead of the poisonous scent of the flowers. -</p> - -<p> -Dorothy came to meet them and thanked the little mice warmly for saving her -companion from death. She had grown so fond of the big Lion she was glad he had -been rescued. -</p> - -<p> -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. -</p> - -<p> -“If ever you need us again,” she said, “come out into the -field and call, and we shall hear you and come to your assistance. -Good-bye!” -</p> - -<p> -“Good-bye!” they all answered, and away the Queen ran, while -Dorothy held Toto tightly lest he should run after her and frighten her. -</p> - -<p> -After this they sat down beside the Lion until he should awaken; and the -Scarecrow brought Dorothy some fruit from a tree near by, which she ate for her -dinner. -</p> - -</div><!--end chapter--> - -<div class="chapter"> - -<h2><a name="chap10"></a>Chapter X<br /> -The Guardian of the Gate</h2> - -<p> -It was some time before the Cowardly Lion awakened, for he had lain among the -poppies a long while, breathing in their deadly fragrance; but when he did open -his eyes and roll off the truck he was very glad to find himself still alive. -</p> - -<p> -“I ran as fast as I could,” he said, sitting down and yawning, -“but the flowers were too strong for me. How did you get me out?” -</p> - -<p> -Then they told him of the field mice, and how they had generously saved him -from death; and the Cowardly Lion laughed, and said: -</p> - -<p> -“I have always thought myself very big and terrible; yet such little -things as flowers came near to killing me, and such small animals as mice have -saved my life. How strange it all is! But, comrades, what shall we do -now?” -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -So, the Lion being fully refreshed, and feeling quite himself again, they all -started upon the journey, greatly enjoying the walk through the soft, fresh -grass; and it was not long before they reached the road of yellow brick and -turned again toward the Emerald City where the Great Oz dwelt. -</p> - -<p> -The road was smooth and well paved, now, and the country about was beautiful, -so that the travelers rejoiced in leaving the forest far behind, and with it -the many dangers they had met in its gloomy shades. Once more they could see -fences built beside the road; but these were painted green, and when they came -to a small house, in which a farmer evidently lived, that also was painted -green. They passed by several of these houses during the afternoon, and -sometimes people came to the doors and looked at them as if they would like to -ask questions; but no one came near them nor spoke to them because of the great -Lion, of which they were very much afraid. The people were all dressed in -clothing of a lovely emerald-green color and wore peaked hats like those of the -Munchkins. -</p> - -<p> -“This must be the Land of Oz,” said Dorothy, “and we are -surely getting near the Emerald City.” -</p> - -<p> -“Yes,” answered the Scarecrow. “Everything is green here, -while in the country of the Munchkins blue was the favorite color. But the -people do not seem to be as friendly as the Munchkins, and I’m afraid we -shall be unable to find a place to pass the night.” -</p> - -<p> -“I should like something to eat besides fruit,” said the girl, -“and I’m sure Toto is nearly starved. Let us stop at the next house -and talk to the people.” -</p> - -<p> -So, when they came to a good-sized farmhouse, Dorothy walked boldly up to the -door and knocked. -</p> - -<p> -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?” -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -“Is he tame?” asked the woman, opening the door a little wider. -</p> - -<p> -“Oh, yes,” said the girl, “and he is a great coward, too. He -will be more afraid of you than you are of him.” -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -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: -</p> - -<p> -“Where are you all going?” -</p> - -<p> -“To the Emerald City,” said Dorothy, “to see the Great -Oz.” -</p> - -<p> -“Oh, indeed!” exclaimed the man. “Are you sure that Oz will -see you?” -</p> - -<p> -“Why not?” she replied. -</p> - -<p> -“Why, it is said that he never lets anyone 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.” -</p> - -<p> -“Does he never go out?” asked the Scarecrow. -</p> - -<p> -“Never. He sits day after day in the great Throne Room of his Palace, and -even those who wait upon him do not see him face to face.” -</p> - -<p> -“What is he like?” asked the girl. -</p> - -<p> -“That is hard to tell,” said the man thoughtfully. “You see, -Oz is a Great Wizard, and 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 beautiful fairy, or a brownie, or -in any other form that pleases him. But who the real Oz is, when he is in his -own form, no living person can tell.” -</p> - -<p> -“That is very strange,” said Dorothy, “but we must try, in -some way, to see him, or we shall have made our journey for nothing.” -</p> - -<p> -“Why do you wish to see the terrible Oz?” asked the man. -</p> - -<p> -“I want him to give me some brains,” said the Scarecrow eagerly. -</p> - -<p> -“Oh, Oz could do that easily enough,” declared the man. “He -has more brains than he needs.” -</p> - -<p> -“And I want him to give me a heart,” said the Tin Woodman. -</p> - -<p> -“That will not trouble him,” continued the man, “for Oz has a -large collection of hearts, of all sizes and shapes.” -</p> - -<p> -“And I want him to give me courage,” said the Cowardly Lion. -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -“And I want him to send me back to Kansas,” said Dorothy. -</p> - -<p> -“Where is Kansas?” asked the man, with surprise. -</p> - -<p> -“I don’t know,” replied Dorothy sorrowfully, “but it is -my home, and I’m sure it’s somewhere.” -</p> - -<p> -“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. -</p> - -<p> -The woman now called to them that supper was ready, so they gathered around the -table and Dorothy ate some delicious 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. -</p> - -<p> -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 -Scarecrow and the Tin Woodman stood up in a corner and kept quiet all night, -although of course they could not sleep. -</p> - -<p> -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. -</p> - -<p> -“That must be the Emerald City,” said Dorothy. -</p> - -<p> -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. -</p> - -<p> -In front of them, and at the end of the road of yellow brick, was a big gate, -all studded with emeralds that glittered so in the sun that even the painted -eyes of the Scarecrow were dazzled by their brilliancy. -</p> - -<p> -There was a bell beside the gate, and Dorothy pushed 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. -</p> - -<p> -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. -</p> - -<p> -When he saw Dorothy and her companions the man asked, “What do you wish -in the Emerald City?” -</p> - -<p> -“We came here to see the Great Oz,” said Dorothy. -</p> - -<p> -The man was so surprised at this answer that he sat down to think it over. -</p> - -<p> -“It has been many years since anyone asked me to see Oz,” he said, -shaking his head in perplexity. “He is powerful 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.” -</p> - -<p> -“But it is not a foolish errand, nor an idle one,” replied the -Scarecrow; “it is important. And we have been told that Oz is a good -Wizard.” -</p> - -<p> -“So he is,” said the green man, “and he rules the 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. But first you must put on the spectacles.” -</p> - -<p> -“Why?” asked Dorothy. -</p> - -<p> -“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 night and day. They are all locked on, for Oz so ordered it when the -City was first built, and I have the only key that will unlock them.” -</p> - -<p> -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 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 wish -to be blinded by the glare of the Emerald City, so she said nothing. -</p> - -<p> -Then the green man fitted spectacles for the Scarecrow and the Tin Woodman and -the Lion, and even on little Toto; and all were locked fast with the key. -</p> - -<p> -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. -</p> - -</div><!--end chapter--> - -<div class="chapter"> - -<h2><a name="chap11"></a>Chapter XI<br /> -The Wonderful City of Oz</h2> - -<p> -Even 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 all built of green marble and studded everywhere -with sparkling emeralds. They walked over a pavement of the same green marble, -and where the blocks were joined together 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. -</p> - -<p> -There were many people—men, women, and children—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 green. Green candy and green pop corn were offered for -sale, as well as green 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 green pennies. -</p> - -<p> -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. -</p> - -<p> -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. -</p> - -<p> -“Here are strangers,” said the Guardian of the Gates to him, -“and they demand to see the Great Oz.” -</p> - -<p> -“Step inside,” answered the soldier, “and I will carry your -message to him.” -</p> - -<p> -So they passed through the Palace Gates and were led into a big room with a -green carpet and lovely green furniture set with emeralds. The soldier made -them all wipe their feet upon a green mat before entering this room, and when -they were seated he said politely: -</p> - -<p> -“Please make yourselves comfortable while I go to the door of the Throne -Room and tell Oz you are here.” -</p> - -<p> -They had to wait a long time before the soldier returned. When, at last, he -came back, Dorothy asked: -</p> - -<p> -“Have you seen Oz?” -</p> - -<p> -“Oh, no,” returned the soldier; “I have never seen him. But I -spoke to him as he sat behind his screen and gave him your message. He said he -will grant you an audience, if you so desire; 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 will have you shown to rooms where you -may rest in comfort after your journey.” -</p> - -<p> -“Thank you,” replied the girl; “that is very kind of -Oz.” -</p> - -<p> -The soldier now blew upon a green whistle, and at once a young girl, dressed in -a pretty green silk gown, entered the room. She had lovely green hair and green -eyes, and she bowed low before Dorothy as she said, “Follow me and I will -show you your room.” -</p> - -<p> -So Dorothy said good-bye to all her friends except Toto, and taking the dog in -her arms followed the green girl through seven passages and up three flights of -stairs until they came to a room at the front of the Palace. It was the -sweetest little room in the world, with a soft comfortable bed that had sheets -of green silk and a green velvet counterpane. There was a tiny fountain in the -middle of the room, that shot a spray of green perfume into the air, to fall -back into a beautifully carved green marble basin. Beautiful green flowers -stood in the windows, and there was a shelf with a row of little green books. -When Dorothy had time to open these books she found them full of queer green -pictures that made her laugh, they were so funny. -</p> - -<p> -In a wardrobe were many green dresses, made of silk and satin and velvet; and -all of them fitted Dorothy exactly. -</p> - -<p> -“Make yourself perfectly at home,” said the green girl, “and -if you wish for anything ring the bell. Oz will send for you tomorrow -morning.” -</p> - -<p> -She left Dorothy alone and went back to the others. These she also led to -rooms, and each one of them found himself lodged in a very pleasant part of the -Palace. Of course this politeness was wasted on the Scarecrow; for 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 he could -not close his eyes; so he remained all night staring at a little spider which -was weaving its web in a corner of the room, just as if it were not one of the -most wonderful rooms in the world. The Tin Woodman lay down on his bed from -force of habit, for 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 in good working order. The Lion would have preferred a bed of dried leaves -in the forest, and did not like being shut up in a room; but he had too much -sense to let this worry him, so he sprang upon the bed and rolled himself up -like a cat and purred himself asleep in a minute. -</p> - -<p> -The next morning, after breakfast, the green maiden came to fetch Dorothy, and -she dressed her in one of the prettiest gowns, made of green brocaded satin. -Dorothy put on a green silk apron and tied a green ribbon around Toto’s -neck, and they started for the Throne Room of the Great Oz. -</p> - -<p> -First they came to a great hall in which were many ladies and gentlemen of the -court, all dressed in rich costumes. These people had nothing to do but talk to -each other, but they always came to 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: -</p> - -<p> -“Are you really going to look upon the face of Oz the Terrible?” -</p> - -<p> -“Of course,” answered the girl, “if he will see me.” -</p> - -<p> -“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 mentioned 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.” -</p> - -<p> -Just then a bell rang, and the green girl said to Dorothy, “That is the -signal. You must go into the Throne Room alone.” -</p> - -<p> -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. -</p> - -<p> -But what interested Dorothy most was the big throne of green marble that stood -in the middle of the room. It was shaped like a chair and sparkled with gems, -as did everything else. In the center of the chair was an enormous Head, -without a body to support it or any arms or legs whatever. There was no hair -upon this head, but it had eyes and a nose and mouth, and was much bigger than -the head of the biggest giant. -</p> - -<p> -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: -</p> - -<p> -“I am Oz, the Great and Terrible. Who are you, and why do you seek -me?” -</p> - -<p> -It was not such an awful voice as she had expected to come from the big Head; -so she took courage and answered: -</p> - -<p> -“I am Dorothy, the Small and Meek. I have come to you for help.” -</p> - -<p> -The eyes looked at her thoughtfully for a full minute. Then said the voice: -</p> - -<p> -“Where did you get the silver shoes?” -</p> - -<p> -“I got them from the Wicked Witch of the East, when my house fell on her -and killed her,” she replied. -</p> - -<p> -“Where did you get the mark upon your forehead?” continued the -voice. -</p> - -<p> -“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. -</p> - -<p> -Again the eyes looked at her sharply, and they saw she was telling the truth. -Then Oz asked, “What do you wish me to do?” -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -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. -</p> - -<p> -“Why should I do this for you?” asked Oz. -</p> - -<p> -“Because you are strong and I am weak; because you are a Great Wizard and -I am only a little girl.” -</p> - -<p> -“But you were strong enough to kill the Wicked Witch of the East,” -said Oz. -</p> - -<p> -“That just happened,” returned Dorothy simply; “I could not -help it.” -</p> - -<p> -“Well,” said the Head, “I will give you my answer. You have -no right to expect me to send you back to Kansas 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.” -</p> - -<p> -“What must I do?” asked the girl. -</p> - -<p> -“Kill the Wicked Witch of the West,” answered Oz. -</p> - -<p> -“But I cannot!” exclaimed Dorothy, greatly surprised. -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -The little girl began to weep, she was so much disappointed; and the eyes -winked again and looked upon her anxiously, as if the Great Oz felt that she -could help him if she would. -</p> - -<p> -“I never killed anything, willingly,” she sobbed. “Even if I -wanted to, how could I kill the Wicked Witch? If you, who are Great and -Terrible, cannot kill her yourself, how do you expect me to do it?” -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -Sorrowfully Dorothy left the Throne Room and went back 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.” -</p> - -<p> -Her friends were sorry, but could do nothing to help her; so Dorothy went to -her own room and lay down on the bed and cried herself to sleep. -</p> - -<p> -The next morning the soldier with the green whiskers came to the Scarecrow and -said: -</p> - -<p> -“Come with me, for Oz has sent for you.” -</p> - -<p> -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. -</p> - -<p> -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: -</p> - -<p> -“I am Oz, the Great and Terrible. Who are you, and why do you seek -me?” -</p> - -<p> -Now the Scarecrow, who had expected to see the great Head Dorothy had told him -of, was much astonished; but he answered her bravely. -</p> - -<p> -“I am only a Scarecrow, stuffed with straw. Therefore 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.” -</p> - -<p> -“Why should I do this for you?” asked the Lady. -</p> - -<p> -“Because you are wise and powerful, and no one else can help me,” -answered the Scarecrow. -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -“I thought you asked Dorothy to kill the Witch,” said the -Scarecrow, in surprise. -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -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 had seen him, but a lovely Lady. -</p> - -<p> -“All the same,” said the Scarecrow, “she needs a heart as -much as the Tin Woodman.” -</p> - -<p> -On the next morning the soldier with the green whiskers came to the Tin Woodman -and said: -</p> - -<p> -“Oz has sent for you. Follow me.” -</p> - -<p> -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.” -</p> - -<p> -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. -</p> - -<p> -“I am Oz, the Great and Terrible,” spoke the Beast, in a voice that -was one great roar. “Who are you, and why do you seek me?” -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -“Why should I do this?” demanded the Beast. -</p> - -<p> -“Because I ask it, and you alone can grant my request,” answered -the Woodman. -</p> - -<p> -Oz gave a low growl at this, but said, gruffly: “If you indeed desire a -heart, you must earn it.” -</p> - -<p> -“How?” asked the Woodman. -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -So the Tin Woodman was forced to return sorrowfully 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: -</p> - -<p> -“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 about -the room until he promises to give us what we desire. So be of good cheer, my -friends, for all will yet be well.” -</p> - -<p> -The next morning the soldier with the green whiskers led the Lion to the great -Throne Room and bade him enter the presence of Oz. -</p> - -<p> -The Lion at once passed through the door, and glancing around saw, to his -surprise, that before the throne was a Ball of Fire, so fierce and glowing he -could scarcely bear to gaze upon it. His first thought was that Oz had by -accident caught on fire and was burning up; but when he tried to go nearer, the -heat was so intense that it singed his whiskers, and he crept back tremblingly -to a spot nearer the door. -</p> - -<p> -Then a low, quiet voice came from the Ball of Fire, and these were the words it -spoke: -</p> - -<p> -“I am Oz, the Great and Terrible. Who are you, and why do you seek -me?” -</p> - -<p> -And the Lion answered, “I am a Cowardly Lion, afraid of everything. I -came to you to beg that you give me courage, so that in reality I may become -the King of Beasts, as men call me.” -</p> - -<p> -“Why should I give you courage?” demanded Oz. -</p> - -<p> -“Because of all Wizards you are the greatest, and alone have power to -grant my request,” answered the Lion. -</p> - -<p> -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 as long as the Witch lives, you must remain a coward.” -</p> - -<p> -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. -</p> - -<p> -“What shall we do now?” asked Dorothy sadly. -</p> - -<p> -“There is only one thing we can do,” returned the Lion, “and -that is to go to the land of the Winkies, seek out the Wicked Witch, and -destroy her.” -</p> - -<p> -“But suppose we cannot?” said the girl. -</p> - -<p> -“Then I shall never have courage,” declared the Lion. -</p> - -<p> -“And I shall never have brains,” added the Scarecrow. -</p> - -<p> -“And I shall never have a heart,” spoke the Tin Woodman. -</p> - -<p> -“And I shall never see Aunt Em and Uncle Henry,” said Dorothy, -beginning to cry. -</p> - -<p> -“Be careful!” cried the green girl. “The tears will fall on -your green silk gown and spot it.” -</p> - -<p> -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.” -</p> - -<p> -“I will go with you; but I’m too much of a coward to kill the -Witch,” said the Lion. -</p> - -<p> -“I will go too,” declared the Scarecrow; “but I shall not be -of much help to you, I am such a fool.” -</p> - -<p> -“I haven’t the heart to harm even a Witch,” remarked the Tin -Woodman; “but if you go I certainly shall go with you.” -</p> - -<p> -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 Dorothy put new paint -on his eyes that he might see better. The green girl, who was very kind to -them, filled Dorothy’s basket with good things to eat, and fastened a -little bell around Toto’s neck with a green ribbon. -</p> - -<p> -They went to bed quite early and slept soundly until daylight, when they were -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. -</p> - -</div><!--end chapter--> - -<div class="chapter"> - -<h2><a name="chap12"></a>Chapter XII<br /> -The Search for the Wicked Witch</h2> - -<p> -The 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 spectacles to put them back in his great box, and then -he politely opened the gate for our friends. -</p> - -<p> -“Which road leads to the Wicked Witch of the West?” asked Dorothy. -</p> - -<p> -“There is no road,” answered the Guardian of the Gates. “No -one ever wishes to go that way.” -</p> - -<p> -“How, then, are we to find her?” inquired the girl. -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -“Perhaps not,” said the Scarecrow, “for we mean to destroy -her.” -</p> - -<p> -“Oh, that is different,” said the Guardian of the Gates. “No -one has ever destroyed her before, so I naturally thought she would make slaves -of you, as she has of the rest. But take 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 fail to find her.” -</p> - -<p> -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 was as white as -Dorothy’s dress. -</p> - -<p> -The Emerald City was soon left far behind. As they advanced the ground became -rougher and hillier, for there were no farms nor houses in this country of the -West, and the ground was untilled. -</p> - -<p> -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. -</p> - -<p> -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. -</p> - -<p> -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. -</p> - -<p> -“Go to those people,” said the Witch, “and tear them to -pieces.” -</p> - -<p> -“Are you not going to make them your slaves?” asked the leader of -the wolves. -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -“Very well,” said the wolf, and he dashed away at full speed, -followed by the others. -</p> - -<p> -It was lucky the Scarecrow and the Woodman were wide awake and heard the wolves -coming. -</p> - -<p> -“This is my fight,” said the Woodman, “so get behind me and I -will meet them as they come.” -</p> - -<p> -He seized his axe, which he had made very sharp, and as the leader of the -wolves came on the Tin Woodman 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. -</p> - -<p> -Then he put down his axe and sat beside the Scarecrow, who said, “It was -a good fight, friend.” -</p> - -<p> -They waited until Dorothy awoke 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 saving them and sat down to breakfast, after -which they started again upon their journey. -</p> - -<p> -Now this same morning the Wicked Witch came to the door of her castle and -looked out with her one eye that could see far off. She saw all her wolves -lying dead, and the strangers still traveling through her country. This made -her angrier than before, and she blew her silver whistle twice. -</p> - -<p> -Straightway a great flock of wild crows came flying toward her, enough to -darken the sky. -</p> - -<p> -And the Wicked Witch said to the King Crow, “Fly at once to the -strangers; peck out their eyes and tear them to pieces.” -</p> - -<p> -The wild crows flew in one great flock toward Dorothy and her companions. When -the little girl saw them coming she was afraid. -</p> - -<p> -But the Scarecrow said, “This is my battle, so lie down beside me and you -will not be harmed.” -</p> - -<p> -So they all lay upon the ground except the Scarecrow, 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: -</p> - -<p> -“It is only a stuffed man. I will peck his eyes out.” -</p> - -<p> -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. -</p> - -<p> -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. -</p> - -<p> -Forthwith there was heard a great buzzing in the air, and a swarm of black bees -came flying toward her. -</p> - -<p> -“Go to the strangers and sting them to death!” commanded 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. -</p> - -<p> -“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. -</p> - -<p> -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. -</p> - -<p> -Then Dorothy and the Lion got up, and the girl helped the Tin Woodman put the -straw back into the Scarecrow again, until he was as good as ever. So they -started upon their journey once more. -</p> - -<p> -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 Winkies, and gave them -sharp spears, telling them to go to the strangers and destroy them. -</p> - -<p> -The Winkies 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 towards them, and the poor Winkies were so frightened that they -ran back as fast as they could. -</p> - -<p> -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 destroy these -strangers had failed; but she was a powerful Witch, as well as a wicked one, -and she soon made up her mind how to act. -</p> - -<p> -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 command these strange creatures more than three times. -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 himself, 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 reason 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 Cowardly Lion, she saw there was only one way left to destroy Dorothy -and her friends. -</p> - -<p> -So the Wicked Witch took the Golden Cap from her cupboard and placed it upon -her head. Then she stood upon her left foot and said slowly: -</p> - -<p> -“Ep-pe, pep-pe, kak-ke!” -</p> - -<p> -Next she stood upon her right foot and said: -</p> - -<p> -“Hil-lo, hol-lo, hel-lo!” -</p> - -<p> -After this she stood upon both feet and cried in a loud voice: -</p> - -<p> -“Ziz-zy, zuz-zy, zik!” -</p> - -<p> -Now the charm began 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. -</p> - -<p> -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?” -</p> - -<p> -“Go to the strangers who are within my land and destroy 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.” -</p> - -<p> -“Your commands shall be obeyed,” said the leader. Then, with a -great deal of chattering and noise, the Winged Monkeys flew away to the place -where Dorothy and her friends were walking. -</p> - -<p> -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. -</p> - -<p> -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. -</p> - -<p> -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. -</p> - -<p> -But Dorothy they did not harm at all. She stood, with Toto in her arms, -watching the sad fate of her comrades 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 terribly; but he saw the mark of the Good -Witch’s kiss upon her forehead and stopped short, motioning the others -not to touch her. -</p> - -<p> -“We dare not harm this little girl,” he said to them, “for -she is protected by the Power of Good, and that is 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.” -</p> - -<p> -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 doorstep. Then the leader said to the Witch: -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -Then all the Winged Monkeys, with much laughing and chattering and noise, flew -into the air and were soon out of sight. -</p> - -<p> -The Wicked Witch was both surprised and worried when she saw the mark on -Dorothy’s forehead, for she knew well that neither the Winged Monkeys nor -she, herself, 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 the 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: -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -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. -</p> - -<p> -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. -</p> - -<p> -With Dorothy hard at work, the Witch thought she would go into the courtyard -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 roar and bounded at her so fiercely that -the Witch was afraid, and ran out and shut the gate again. -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -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?” -</p> - -<p> -And the Lion would answer, “No. If you come in this yard, I will bite -you.” -</p> - -<p> -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 down on his bed of straw, and Dorothy 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. -</p> - -<p> -The girl had to work hard during the day, and often the Witch threatened to -beat her with the same old umbrella 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 and bit her leg in return. The Witch did not bleed where she -was bitten, for she was so wicked that the blood in her had dried up many years -before. -</p> - -<p> -Dorothy’s life became very sad as she grew to understand that it would be -harder than ever to get back to Kansas and Aunt Em again. Sometimes she would -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. -</p> - -<p> -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 she 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 -bathing. Indeed, the old Witch never touched water, nor ever let water touch -her in any way. -</p> - -<p> -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. -</p> - -<p> -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 -Dorothy could not use it against her, even had she known how to do so. -</p> - -<p> -The little girl, seeing she had lost one of her pretty shoes, grew angry, and -said to the Witch, “Give me back my shoe!” -</p> - -<p> -“I will not,” retorted the Witch, “for it is now my shoe, and -not yours.” -</p> - -<p> -“You are a wicked creature!” cried Dorothy. “You have no -right to take my shoe from me.” -</p> - -<p> -“I shall keep it, just the same,” said the Witch, laughing at her, -“and someday I shall get the other one from you, too.” -</p> - -<p> -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. -</p> - -<p> -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. -</p> - -<p> -“See what you have done!” she screamed. “In a minute I shall -melt away.” -</p> - -<p> -“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. -</p> - -<p> -“Didn’t you know water would be the end of me?” asked the -Witch, in a wailing, despairing voice. -</p> - -<p> -“Of course not,” answered Dorothy. “How should I?” -</p> - -<p> -“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!” -</p> - -<p> -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 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 courtyard to tell the Lion that the -Wicked Witch of the West had come to an end, and that they were no longer -prisoners in a strange land. -</p> - -</div><!--end chapter--> - -<div class="chapter"> - -<h2><a name="chap13"></a>Chapter XIII<br /> -The Rescue</h2> - -<p> -The Cowardly Lion was much pleased to hear that the Wicked Witch had been -melted by a bucket of water, and Dorothy at once unlocked the gate of his -prison and set him free. They went in together to the castle, where -Dorothy’s first act was to call all the Winkies together and tell them -that they were no longer slaves. -</p> - -<p> -There was great rejoicing among the yellow Winkies, 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. -</p> - -<p> -“If our friends, the Scarecrow and the Tin Woodman, were only with -us,” said the Lion, “I should be quite happy.” -</p> - -<p> -“Don’t you suppose we could rescue them?” asked the girl -anxiously. -</p> - -<p> -“We can try,” answered the Lion. -</p> - -<p> -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 traveled 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. -</p> - -<p> -The Winkies lifted him tenderly in their arms, and carried him back to the -Yellow Castle again, Dorothy shedding 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: -</p> - -<p> -“Are any of your people tinsmiths?” -</p> - -<p> -“Oh, yes. Some of us are very good tinsmiths,” they told her. -</p> - -<p> -“Then bring them to me,” she said. And when the tinsmiths came, -bringing with them all their tools in baskets, she inquired, “Can you -straighten out those dents in the Tin Woodman, and bend him back into shape -again, and solder him together where he is broken?” -</p> - -<p> -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. -</p> - -<p> -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 courtyard and hold it in the sun -till it dried. -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -“We must try to find him,” said the girl. -</p> - -<p> -So she called the Winkies 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. -</p> - -<p> -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 Scarecrow’s clothes.” -</p> - -<p> -Now while the tinsmiths had been at work mending the Woodman himself, another -of the Winkies, 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. -</p> - -<p> -As soon as he had spoken, the Tin Woodman began to chop, and in a short time -the tree fell over with a crash, whereupon the Scarecrow’s clothes fell -out of the branches and rolled off on the ground. -</p> - -<p> -Dorothy picked them up and had the Winkies 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. -</p> - -<p> -Now that 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. -</p> - -<p> -But one day the girl thought of Aunt Em, and said, “We must go back to -Oz, and claim his promise.” -</p> - -<p> -“Yes,” said the Woodman, “at last I shall get my -heart.” -</p> - -<p> -“And I shall get my brains,” added the Scarecrow joyfully. -</p> - -<p> -“And I shall get my courage,” said the Lion thoughtfully. -</p> - -<p> -“And I shall get back to Kansas,” cried Dorothy, clapping her -hands. “Oh, let us start for the Emerald City tomorrow!” -</p> - -<p> -This they decided to do. The next day they called the Winkies together and bade -them good-bye. The Winkies 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 Dorothy they presented a -beautiful bracelet studded with diamonds; and to the Scarecrow they gave a -gold-headed walking stick, to keep him from stumbling; and to the Tin Woodman -they offered a silver oil-can, inlaid with gold and set with precious jewels. -</p> - -<p> -Every one of the travelers made the Winkies a pretty speech in return, and all -shook hands with them until their arms ached. -</p> - -<p> -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 sunbonnet in the basket. -</p> - -<p> -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. -</p> - -</div><!--end chapter--> - -<div class="chapter"> - -<h2><a name="chap14"></a>Chapter XIV<br /> -The Winged Monkeys</h2> - -<p> -You will remember there was no road—not even a pathway—between the -castle of the Wicked Witch and the Emerald City. When the four travelers went -in search 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 great fields. They kept on walking, however, and at night the moon -came out and shone brightly. So they lay down among the sweet smelling yellow -flowers and slept soundly until morning—all but the Scarecrow and the Tin -Woodman. -</p> - -<p> -The next morning the sun was behind a cloud, but they started on, as if they -were quite sure which way they were going. -</p> - -<p> -“If we walk far enough,” said Dorothy, “I am sure we shall -sometime come to some place.” -</p> - -<p> -But day by day passed away, and they still saw nothing before them but the -scarlet fields. The Scarecrow began to grumble a bit. -</p> - -<p> -“We have surely lost our way,” he said, “and unless we find -it again in time to reach the Emerald City, I shall never get my brains.” -</p> - -<p> -“Nor I my heart,” declared the Tin Woodman. “It seems to me I -can scarcely wait till I get to Oz, and you must admit this is a very long -journey.” -</p> - -<p> -“You see,” said the Cowardly Lion, with a whimper, “I -haven’t the courage to keep tramping forever, without getting anywhere at -all.” -</p> - -<p> -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 as if to ask -what they should do next. -</p> - -<p> -“Suppose we call the field mice,” she suggested. “They could -probably tell us the way to the Emerald City.” -</p> - -<p> -“To be sure they could,” cried the Scarecrow. “Why -didn’t we think of that before?” -</p> - -<p> -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 gray mice came running up to her. -Among them was the Queen herself, who asked, in her squeaky little voice: -</p> - -<p> -“What can I do for my friends?” -</p> - -<p> -“We have lost our way,” said Dorothy. “Can you tell us where -the Emerald City is?” -</p> - -<p> -“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 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.” -</p> - -<p> -“I didn’t know there was a charm,” answered Dorothy, in -surprise. “What is it?” -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -“Won’t they hurt me?” asked the girl anxiously. -</p> - -<p> -“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. -</p> - -<p> -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. -</p> - -<p> -“Ep-pe, pep-pe, kak-ke!” she said, standing on her left foot. -</p> - -<p> -“What did you say?” asked the Scarecrow, who did not know what she -was doing. -</p> - -<p> -“Hil-lo, hol-lo, hel-lo!” Dorothy went on, standing this time on -her right foot. -</p> - -<p> -“Hello!” replied the Tin Woodman calmly. -</p> - -<p> -“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, as the band of Winged Monkeys flew up to them. -</p> - -<p> -The King bowed low before Dorothy, and asked, “What is your -command?” -</p> - -<p> -“We wish to go to the Emerald City,” said the child, “and we -have lost our way.” -</p> - -<p> -“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. -</p> - -<p> -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. -</p> - -<p> -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. -</p> - -<p> -“Why do you have to obey the charm of the Golden Cap?” she asked. -</p> - -<p> -“That is a long story,” answered the King, with a winged laugh; -“but as we have a long journey before us, I will pass the time by telling -you about it, if you wish.” -</p> - -<p> -“I shall be glad to hear it,” she replied. -</p> - -<p> -“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. -</p> - -<p> -“There lived here then, away at the North, a beautiful princess, who was -also a powerful sorceress. All her magic was 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 -beyond 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 Gayelette -loved him dearly, and hastened to make everything ready for the wedding. -</p> - -<p> -“My grandfather was at that time the King of the Winged Monkeys which -lived in the forest near Gayelette’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. -</p> - -<p> -“‘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. -</p> - -<p> -“The princess was 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 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, -whosoever he may be.” -</p> - -<p> -“And what became of them?” asked Dorothy, who had been greatly -interested in the story. -</p> - -<p> -“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 always to 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. -</p> - -<p> -“This was all we ever had to do until the Golden Cap fell into the hands -of the Wicked Witch of the West, 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.” -</p> - -<p> -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 flight -of the Monkeys, but was glad the journey was over. The strange creatures set -the travelers down carefully before the gate of the City, the King bowed low to -Dorothy, and then flew swiftly away, followed by all his band. -</p> - -<p> -“That was a good ride,” said the little girl. -</p> - -<p> -“Yes, and a quick way out of our troubles,” replied the Lion. -“How lucky it was you brought away that wonderful Cap!” -</p> - -</div><!--end chapter--> - -<div class="chapter"> - -<h2><a name="chap15"></a>Chapter XV<br /> -The Discovery of Oz, the Terrible</h2> - -<p> -The four travelers walked up to the great gate of Emerald City and rang the -bell. After ringing several times, it was opened by the same Guardian of the -Gates they had met before. -</p> - -<p> -“What! are you back again?” he asked, in surprise. -</p> - -<p> -“Do you not see us?” answered the Scarecrow. -</p> - -<p> -“But I thought you had gone to visit the Wicked Witch of the West.” -</p> - -<p> -“We did visit her,” said the Scarecrow. -</p> - -<p> -“And she let you go again?” asked the man, in wonder. -</p> - -<p> -“She could not help it, for she is melted,” explained the -Scarecrow. -</p> - -<p> -“Melted! Well, that is good news, indeed,” said the man. “Who -melted her?” -</p> - -<p> -“It was Dorothy,” said the Lion gravely. -</p> - -<p> -“Good gracious!” exclaimed the man, and he bowed very low indeed -before her. -</p> - -<p> -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. When the people heard from the Guardian -of the Gates that Dorothy had melted the Wicked Witch of the West, they all -gathered around the travelers and followed them in a great crowd to the Palace -of Oz. -</p> - -<p> -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. -</p> - -<p> -The soldier had the news carried straight to Oz that Dorothy and the other -travelers 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 Oz should -treat them in so poor a fashion, after sending them to undergo hardships and -slavery. So the Scarecrow 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. -</p> - -<p> -The four travelers passed a sleepless night, each thinking of the gift Oz had -promised to bestow on 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. -</p> - -<p> -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. -</p> - -<p> -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. -</p> - -<p> -Presently they heard a solemn Voice, that seemed to come from somewhere near -the top of the great dome, and it said: -</p> - -<p> -“I am Oz, the Great and Terrible. Why do you seek me?” -</p> - -<p> -They looked again in every part of the room, and then, seeing no one, Dorothy -asked, “Where are you?” -</p> - -<p> -“I 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: -</p> - -<p> -“We have come to claim our promise, O Oz.” -</p> - -<p> -“What promise?” asked Oz. -</p> - -<p> -“You promised to send me back to Kansas when the Wicked Witch was -destroyed,” said the girl. -</p> - -<p> -“And you promised to give me brains,” said the Scarecrow. -</p> - -<p> -“And you promised to give me a heart,” said the Tin Woodman. -</p> - -<p> -“And you promised to give me courage,” said the Cowardly Lion. -</p> - -<p> -“Is the Wicked Witch really destroyed?” asked the Voice, and -Dorothy thought it trembled a little. -</p> - -<p> -“Yes,” she answered, “I melted her with a bucket of -water.” -</p> - -<p> -“Dear me,” said the Voice, “how sudden! Well, come to me -tomorrow, for I must have time to think it over.” -</p> - -<p> -“You’ve had plenty of time already,” said the Tin Woodman -angrily. -</p> - -<p> -“We shan’t wait a day longer,” said the Scarecrow. -</p> - -<p> -“You must keep your promises to us!” exclaimed Dorothy. -</p> - -<p> -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?” -</p> - -<p> -“I am Oz, the Great and Terrible,” said the little man, in a -trembling voice. “But don’t strike me—please -don’t—and I’ll do anything you want me to.” -</p> - -<p> -Our friends looked at him in surprise and dismay. -</p> - -<p> -“I thought Oz was a great Head,” said Dorothy. -</p> - -<p> -“And I thought Oz was a lovely Lady,” said the Scarecrow. -</p> - -<p> -“And I thought Oz was a terrible Beast,” said the Tin Woodman. -</p> - -<p> -“And I thought Oz was a Ball of Fire,” exclaimed the Lion. -</p> - -<p> -“No, you are all wrong,” said the little man meekly. “I have -been making believe.” -</p> - -<p> -“Making believe!” cried Dorothy. “Are you not a Great -Wizard?” -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -“And aren’t you?” she asked. -</p> - -<p> -“Not a bit of it, my dear; I’m just a common man.” -</p> - -<p> -“You’re more than that,” said the Scarecrow, in a grieved -tone; “you’re a humbug.” -</p> - -<p> -“Exactly so!” declared the little man, rubbing his hands together -as if it pleased him. “I am a humbug.” -</p> - -<p> -“But this is terrible,” said the Tin Woodman. “How shall I -ever get my heart?” -</p> - -<p> -“Or I my courage?” asked the Lion. -</p> - -<p> -“Or I my brains?” wailed the Scarecrow, wiping the tears from his -eyes with his coat sleeve. -</p> - -<p> -“My dear friends,” said Oz, “I pray you not to speak of these -little things. Think of me, and the terrible trouble I’m in at being -found out.” -</p> - -<p> -“Doesn’t anyone else know you’re a humbug?” asked -Dorothy. -</p> - -<p> -“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 something -terrible.” -</p> - -<p> -“But, I don’t understand,” said Dorothy, in bewilderment. -“How was it that you appeared to me as a great Head?” -</p> - -<p> -“That was one of my tricks,” answered Oz. “Step this way, -please, and I will tell you all about it.” -</p> - -<p> -He led the way to a small chamber in the rear of the Throne Room, and they all -followed him. He pointed to one corner, in which lay the great Head, made out -of many thicknesses of paper, and with a carefully painted face. -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -“But how about the voice?” she inquired. -</p> - -<p> -“Oh, I am a ventriloquist,” said the little man. “I can throw -the sound of my voice wherever I wish, so that you thought it was coming out of -the Head. Here are 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. -</p> - -<p> -“Really,” said the Scarecrow, “you ought to be ashamed of -yourself for being such a humbug.” -</p> - -<p> -“I am—I certainly am,” answered the little man sorrowfully; -“but it was the only thing I could do. Sit down, please, there are plenty -of chairs; and I will tell you my story.” -</p> - -<p> -So they sat down and listened while he told the following tale. -</p> - -<p> -“I was born in Omaha—” -</p> - -<p> -“Why, that isn’t very far from Kansas!” cried Dorothy. -</p> - -<p> -“No, but it’s farther from here,” he said, shaking his head -at her sadly. “When I grew up I became a ventriloquist, 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.” -</p> - -<p> -“What is that?” asked Dorothy. -</p> - -<p> -“A man who goes up in a balloon on circus day, so as to draw a crowd of -people together and get them to pay to see the circus,” he explained. -</p> - -<p> -“Oh,” she said, “I know.” -</p> - -<p> -“Well, one day I went up in a balloon 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 traveled through the air, and on the morning of the second day I -awoke and found the balloon floating over a strange and beautiful country. -</p> - -<p> -“It came down gradually, and I was not 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. -</p> - -<p> -“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 country was so green and beautiful, I would call it the Emerald -City; and to make the name fit better I put green spectacles on all the people, -so that everything they saw was green.” -</p> - -<p> -“But isn’t everything here green?” asked Dorothy. -</p> - -<p> -“No more than in any other city,” replied Oz; “but 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. -</p> - -<p> -“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 -people 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 themselves, 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.” -</p> - -<p> -“I think you are a very bad man,” said Dorothy. -</p> - -<p> -“Oh, no, my dear; I’m really a very good man, but I’m a very -bad Wizard, I must admit.” -</p> - -<p> -“Can’t you give me brains?” asked the Scarecrow. -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -“That may all be true,” said the Scarecrow, “but I shall be -very unhappy unless you give me brains.” -</p> - -<p> -The false Wizard looked at him carefully. -</p> - -<p> -“Well,” he said with a sigh, “I’m not much of a -magician, as I said; but if you will come to me tomorrow morning, I will stuff -your head with brains. I cannot tell you how to use them, however; you must -find that out for yourself.” -</p> - -<p> -“Oh, thank you—thank you!” cried the Scarecrow. -“I’ll find a way to use them, never fear!” -</p> - -<p> -“But how about my courage?” asked the Lion anxiously. -</p> - -<p> -“You have plenty of courage, I am sure,” answered Oz. “All -you need is confidence in yourself. There is no living thing that is not afraid -when it faces danger. The True courage is in facing danger when you are afraid, -and that kind of courage you have in plenty.” -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -“Very well, I will give you that sort of courage tomorrow,” replied -Oz. -</p> - -<p> -“How about my heart?” asked the Tin Woodman. -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -“Very well,” answered Oz meekly. “Come to me tomorrow 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.” -</p> - -<p> -“And now,” said Dorothy, “how am I to get back to -Kansas?” -</p> - -<p> -“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 while you live in the Palace my people will wait upon -you and obey your slightest 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.” -</p> - -<p> -They agreed to say nothing of what they had learned, and went back to their -rooms in high spirits. Even Dorothy 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 she was willing to forgive him everything. -</p> - -</div><!--end chapter--> - -<div class="chapter"> - -<h2><a name="chap16"></a>Chapter XVI<br /> -The Magic Art of the Great Humbug</h2> - -<p> -Next morning the Scarecrow said to his friends: -</p> - -<p> -“Congratulate me. I am going to Oz to get my brains at last. When I -return I shall be as other men are.” -</p> - -<p> -“I have always liked you as you were,” said Dorothy simply. -</p> - -<p> -“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. -</p> - -<p> -“Come in,” said Oz. -</p> - -<p> -The Scarecrow went in and found the little man sitting down by the window, -engaged in deep thought. -</p> - -<p> -“I have come for my brains,” remarked the Scarecrow, a little -uneasily. -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -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. -</p> - -<p> -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.” -</p> - -<p> -The Scarecrow was both pleased and proud at the fulfillment of his greatest -wish, and having thanked Oz warmly he went back to his friends. -</p> - -<p> -Dorothy looked at him curiously. His head was quite bulged out at the top with -brains. -</p> - -<p> -“How do you feel?” she asked. -</p> - -<p> -“I feel wise indeed,” he answered earnestly. “When I get used -to my brains I shall know everything.” -</p> - -<p> -“Why are those needles and pins sticking out of your head?” asked -the Tin Woodman. -</p> - -<p> -“That is proof that he is sharp,” remarked the Lion. -</p> - -<p> -“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. -</p> - -<p> -“Come in,” called Oz, and the Woodman entered and said, “I -have come for my heart.” -</p> - -<p> -“Very well,” answered the little man. “But I shall have to -cut a hole in your breast, so I can put your heart in the right place. I hope -it won’t hurt you.” -</p> - -<p> -“Oh, no,” answered the Woodman. “I shall not feel it at -all.” -</p> - -<p> -So Oz brought a pair of tinsmith’s shears and cut a small, square hole in -the left side of the Tin Woodman’s breast. Then, going to a chest of -drawers, he took out a pretty heart, made entirely of silk and stuffed with -sawdust. -</p> - -<p> -“Isn’t it a beauty?” he asked. -</p> - -<p> -“It is, indeed!” replied the Woodman, who was greatly pleased. -“But is it a kind heart?” -</p> - -<p> -“Oh, very!” answered Oz. 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. -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -“Never mind the patch,” exclaimed the happy Woodman. “I am -very grateful to you, and shall never forget your kindness.” -</p> - -<p> -“Don’t speak of it,” replied Oz. -</p> - -<p> -Then the Tin Woodman went back to his friends, who wished him every joy on -account of his good fortune. -</p> - -<p> -The Lion now walked to the Throne Room and knocked at the door. -</p> - -<p> -“Come in,” said Oz. -</p> - -<p> -“I have come for my courage,” announced the Lion, entering the -room. -</p> - -<p> -“Very well,” answered the little man; “I will get it for -you.” -</p> - -<p> -He went to a cupboard and reaching up to a high shelf took down a square green -bottle, the contents of which he poured into a green-gold dish, beautifully -carved. Placing this before the Cowardly Lion, who sniffed at it as if he did -not like it, the Wizard said: -</p> - -<p> -“Drink.” -</p> - -<p> -“What is it?” asked the Lion. -</p> - -<p> -“Well,” answered Oz, “if it were inside of you, it would be -courage. You know, of course, that courage is always 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.” -</p> - -<p> -The Lion hesitated no longer, but drank till the dish was empty. -</p> - -<p> -“How do you feel now?” asked Oz. -</p> - -<p> -“Full of courage,” replied the Lion, who went joyfully back to his -friends to tell them of his good fortune. -</p> - -<p> -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 -anything. 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.” -</p> - -</div><!--end chapter--> - -<div class="chapter"> - -<h2><a name="chap17"></a>Chapter XVII<br /> -How the Balloon Was Launched</h2> - -<p> -For three days Dorothy heard nothing from Oz. These were sad days for the -little 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 Woodman walked about he felt his heart rattling around in his -breast; and he told Dorothy he had discovered it to be a kinder and more tender -heart than the one he had owned when he was made of flesh. The Lion declared he -was afraid of nothing on earth, and would gladly face an army or a dozen of the -fierce Kalidahs. -</p> - -<p> -Thus each of the little party was satisfied except Dorothy, who longed more -than ever to get back to Kansas. -</p> - -<p> -On the fourth day, to her great joy, Oz sent for her, and when she entered the -Throne Room he greeted her pleasantly: -</p> - -<p> -“Sit down, my dear; I think I have found the way to get you out of this -country.” -</p> - -<p> -“And back to Kansas?” she asked eagerly. -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -“How can I cross the desert?” she inquired. -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -“How?” asked Dorothy. -</p> - -<p> -“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 to make the balloon. But in all this country there is no gas to fill -the balloon with, to make it float.” -</p> - -<p> -“If it won’t float,” remarked Dorothy, “it will be of -no use to us.” -</p> - -<p> -“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 would come down in the desert, and -we should be lost.” -</p> - -<p> -“We!” exclaimed the girl. “Are you going with me?” -</p> - -<p> -“Yes, of course,” replied Oz. “I am tired of being such a -humbug. If I should go out of this Palace my people would 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.” -</p> - -<p> -“I shall be glad to have your company,” said Dorothy. -</p> - -<p> -“Thank you,” he answered. “Now, if you will help me sew the -silk together, we will begin to work on our balloon.” -</p> - -<p> -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 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. -</p> - -<p> -Then Oz painted it on the inside with a coat of thin glue, to make it airtight, -after which he announced that the balloon was ready. -</p> - -<p> -“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. -</p> - -<p> -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 wonderful sight. -</p> - -<p> -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. -</p> - -<p> -Then Oz got into the basket and said to all the people in a loud voice: -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -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. -</p> - -<p> -“Come, Dorothy!” cried the Wizard. “Hurry up, or the balloon -will fly away.” -</p> - -<p> -“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 towards the -balloon. -</p> - -<p> -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. -</p> - -<p> -“Come back!” she screamed. “I want to go, too!” -</p> - -<p> -“I can’t come back, my dear,” called Oz from the basket. -“Good-bye!” -</p> - -<p> -“Good-bye!” shouted everyone, and all eyes were turned upward to -where the Wizard was riding in the basket, rising every moment farther and -farther into the sky. -</p> - -<p> -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: -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -Still, for many days they grieved over the loss of the Wonderful Wizard, and -would not be comforted. -</p> - -</div><!--end chapter--> - -<div class="chapter"> - -<h2><a name="chap18"></a>Chapter XVIII<br /> -Away to the South</h2> - -<p> -Dorothy 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 gone up in a balloon. -And she also felt sorry at losing Oz, and so did her companions. -</p> - -<p> -The Tin Woodman came to her and said: -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -“With pleasure,” she answered, and 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 finished, he thanked her kindly -and oiled himself thoroughly with his jeweled oil-can, to guard against mishap. -</p> - -<p> -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. -</p> - -<p> -The morning after the balloon had gone up with Oz, the four travelers met in -the Throne Room and talked matters over. The Scarecrow sat in the big throne -and the others stood respectfully before him. -</p> - -<p> -“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. When I -remember that a short time ago I was up on a pole in a farmer’s -cornfield, and that now I am the ruler of this beautiful City, I am quite -satisfied with my lot.” -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -“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. -</p> - -<p> -“If Dorothy would only be contented to live in the Emerald City,” -continued the Scarecrow, “we might all be happy together.” -</p> - -<p> -“But I don’t want to live here,” cried Dorothy. “I want -to go to Kansas, and live with Aunt Em and Uncle Henry.” -</p> - -<p> -“Well, then, what can be done?” inquired the Woodman. -</p> - -<p> -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: -</p> - -<p> -“Why not call the Winged Monkeys, and ask them to carry you over the -desert?” -</p> - -<p> -“I never thought of that!” said Dorothy joyfully. “It’s -just the thing. I’ll go at once for the Golden Cap.” -</p> - -<p> -When she brought it into the Throne Room she spoke the magic words, and soon -the band of Winged Monkeys flew in through the open window and stood beside -her. -</p> - -<p> -“This is the second time you have called us,” said the Monkey King, -bowing before the little girl. “What do you wish?” -</p> - -<p> -“I want you to fly with me to Kansas,” said Dorothy. -</p> - -<p> -But the Monkey King shook his head. -</p> - -<p> -“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 you in any way in our power, but we cannot cross the desert. -Good-bye.” -</p> - -<p> -And with another bow, the Monkey King spread his wings and flew away through -the window, followed by all his band. -</p> - -<p> -Dorothy was ready to cry with disappointment. “I have wasted the charm of -the Golden Cap to no purpose,” she said, “for the Winged Monkeys -cannot help me.” -</p> - -<p> -“It is certainly too bad!” said the tender-hearted Woodman. -</p> - -<p> -The Scarecrow was thinking again, and his head bulged out so horribly that -Dorothy feared it would burst. -</p> - -<p> -“Let us call in the soldier with the green whiskers,” he said, -“and ask his advice.” -</p> - -<p> -So the soldier was summoned and entered the Throne Room timidly, for while Oz -was alive he never was allowed to come farther than the door. -</p> - -<p> -“This little girl,” said the Scarecrow to the soldier, -“wishes to cross the desert. How can she do so?” -</p> - -<p> -“I cannot tell,” answered the soldier, “for nobody has ever -crossed the desert, unless it is Oz himself.” -</p> - -<p> -“Is there no one who can help me?” asked Dorothy earnestly. -</p> - -<p> -“Glinda might,” he suggested. -</p> - -<p> -“Who is Glinda?” inquired the Scarecrow. -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -“Glinda is a Good Witch, isn’t she?” asked the child. -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -“How can I get to her castle?” asked Dorothy. -</p> - -<p> -“The road is straight to the South,” he answered, “but it is -said to be full of dangers to travelers. 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.” -</p> - -<p> -The soldier then left them and the Scarecrow said: -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -“You must have been thinking again,” remarked the Tin Woodman. -</p> - -<p> -“I have,” said the Scarecrow. -</p> - -<p> -“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. Besides, Dorothy will need someone to protect her.” -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -“When shall we start?” asked the Scarecrow. -</p> - -<p> -“Are you going?” they asked, in surprise. -</p> - -<p> -“Certainly. If it wasn’t for Dorothy I should never have had -brains. She lifted me from the pole in the cornfield 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.” -</p> - -<p> -“Thank you,” said Dorothy gratefully. “You are all very kind -to me. But I should like to start as soon as possible.” -</p> - -<p> -“We shall go tomorrow morning,” returned the Scarecrow. “So -now let us all get ready, for it will be a long journey.” -</p> - -</div><!--end chapter--> - -<div class="chapter"> - -<h2><a name="chap19"></a>Chapter XIX<br /> -Attacked by the Fighting Trees</h2> - -<p> -The 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 again he wondered -greatly that they could leave the beautiful City to get into new trouble. But -he at once unlocked their spectacles, which he put back into the green box, and -gave them many good wishes to carry with them. -</p> - -<p> -“You are now our ruler,” he said to the Scarecrow; “so you -must come back to us as soon as possible.” -</p> - -<p> -“I certainly shall if I am able,” the Scarecrow replied; “but -I must help Dorothy to get home, first.” -</p> - -<p> -As Dorothy bade the good-natured Guardian a last farewell she said: -</p> - -<p> -“I have been very kindly treated in your lovely City, and everyone has -been good to me. I cannot tell you how grateful I am.” -</p> - -<p> -“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. -</p> - -<p> -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, barking merrily all the time. -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -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 -everything the spires and dome of the Palace of Oz. -</p> - -<p> -“Oz was not such a bad Wizard, after all,” said the Tin Woodman, as -he felt his heart rattling around in his breast. -</p> - -<p> -“He knew how to give me brains, and very good brains, too,” said -the Scarecrow. -</p> - -<p> -“If Oz had taken a dose of the same courage he gave me,” added the -Lion, “he would have been a brave man.” -</p> - -<p> -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. -</p> - -<p> -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. -</p> - -<p> -In the morning they traveled on until they came to a thick wood. 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. -</p> - -<p> -The Scarecrow, who was in the lead, finally discovered a big tree with such -wide-spreading branches that there was room for the party to pass underneath. -So he walked forward to the tree, but just as he came under the first branches -they bent down and twined around him, and the next minute he was raised from -the ground and flung headlong among his fellow travelers. -</p> - -<p> -This did not hurt the Scarecrow, but it surprised him, and he looked rather -dizzy when Dorothy picked him up. -</p> - -<p> -“Here is another space between the trees,” called the Lion. -</p> - -<p> -“Let me try it first,” said the Scarecrow, “for it -doesn’t hurt me to get thrown about.” He walked up to another tree, -as he spoke, but its branches immediately seized him and tossed him back again. -</p> - -<p> -“This is strange,” exclaimed Dorothy. “What shall we -do?” -</p> - -<p> -“The trees seem to have made up their minds to fight us, and stop our -journey,” remarked the Lion. -</p> - -<p> -“I believe I will try it myself,” said the Woodman, 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. -</p> - -<p> -“Come on!” he shouted to the others. “Be quick!” They -all ran forward and passed under the tree without 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. -</p> - -<p> -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. -</p> - -<p> -The four travelers walked with ease through the trees until they came to the -farther 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. -</p> - -<p> -“What shall we do now?” asked Dorothy. -</p> - -<p> -“I will make a ladder,” said the Tin Woodman, “for we -certainly must climb over the wall.” -</p> - -</div><!--end chapter--> - -<div class="chapter"> - -<h2><a name="chap20"></a>Chapter XX<br /> -The Dainty China Country</h2> - -<p> -While the Woodman was making 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. -</p> - -<p> -The Scarecrow watched the Woodman while he worked, and said to him: -</p> - -<p> -“I cannot think why this wall is here, nor what it is made of.” -</p> - -<p> -“Rest your brains and do not worry about the wall,” replied the -Woodman. “When we have climbed over it, we shall know what is on the -other side.” -</p> - -<p> -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 Dorothy -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!” -</p> - -<p> -“Go on,” exclaimed Dorothy. -</p> - -<p> -So the Scarecrow climbed farther 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. -</p> - -<p> -Then Toto came up, and immediately began to bark, but Dorothy made him be -still. -</p> - -<p> -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. -</p> - -<p> -Before them was 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 entirely of china and painted in the brightest colors. These houses were -quite small, the biggest of them reaching only as high as Dorothy’s -waist. There were also pretty little 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. -</p> - -<p> -But the strangest of all were the people who lived in this queer country. There -were milkmaids and shepherdesses, with brightly 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 jeweled crowns upon their heads, wearing 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. -</p> - -<p> -No one did so much as look at the travelers at first, except one little purple -china dog with an extra-large head, which came to the wall and barked at them -in a tiny voice, afterwards running away again. -</p> - -<p> -“How shall we get down?” asked Dorothy. -</p> - -<p> -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 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. -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -They began walking through the country of the china people, and the first thing -they came to was a china milkmaid milking a china cow. As they drew near, the -cow suddenly gave a kick and kicked over the stool, the pail, and even the -milkmaid herself, and all fell on the china ground with a great clatter. -</p> - -<p> -Dorothy was shocked to see that the cow had broken her leg off, and that the -pail was lying in several small pieces, while the poor milkmaid had a nick in -her left elbow. -</p> - -<p> -“There!” cried the milkmaid 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?” -</p> - -<p> -“I’m very sorry,” returned Dorothy. “Please forgive -us.” -</p> - -<p> -But the pretty milkmaid 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 milkmaid cast many reproachful glances over her shoulder at -the clumsy strangers, holding her nicked elbow close to her side. -</p> - -<p> -Dorothy was quite grieved at this mishap. -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -A little farther on Dorothy met a most beautifully dressed young Princess, who -stopped short as she saw the strangers and started to run away. -</p> - -<p> -Dorothy wanted to see more of the Princess, so she ran after her. But the china -girl cried out: -</p> - -<p> -“Don’t chase me! Don’t chase me!” -</p> - -<p> -She had such a frightened little voice that Dorothy stopped and said, -“Why not?” -</p> - -<p> -“Because,” answered the Princess, also stopping, a safe distance -away, “if I run I may fall down and break myself.” -</p> - -<p> -“But could you not be mended?” asked the girl. -</p> - -<p> -“Oh, yes; but one is never so pretty after being mended, you know,” -replied the Princess. -</p> - -<p> -“I suppose not,” said Dorothy. -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -Indeed, a jolly little clown 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 showing plainly -that he had been mended in many places. -</p> - -<p> -The Clown put his hands in his pockets, and after puffing out his cheeks and -nodding his head at them saucily, he said: -</p> - -<p class="poem"> -Â Â Â Â “My lady fair,<br /> -Â Â Â Why do you stare<br /> -At poor old Mr. Joker?<br /> -Â Â Â Â You’re quite as stiff<br /> -Â Â Â Â And prim as if<br /> -You’d eaten up a poker!” -</p> - -<p> -“Be quiet, sir!” said the Princess. “Can’t you see -these are strangers, and should be treated with respect?” -</p> - -<p> -“Well, that’s respect, I expect,” declared the Clown, and -immediately stood upon his head. -</p> - -<p> -“Don’t mind Mr. Joker,” said the Princess to Dorothy. -“He is considerably cracked in his head, and that makes him -foolish.” -</p> - -<p> -“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 mantel? I could carry you in my basket.” -</p> - -<p> -“That would make me very unhappy,” answered the china Princess. -“You see, here in our country we live contentedly, and can talk and move -around as we please. But 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 mantels and cabinets and drawing-room -tables, but our lives are much pleasanter here in our own country.” -</p> - -<p> -“I would not make you unhappy for all the world!” exclaimed -Dorothy. “So I’ll just say good-bye.” -</p> - -<p> -“Good-bye,” replied the Princess. -</p> - -<p> -They walked carefully through the china country. The little animals and all the -people scampered out of their way, fearing the strangers would break them, and -after an hour or so the travelers reached the other side of the country and -came to another china wall. -</p> - -<p> -It was not so high as the first, however, and by standing upon the Lion’s -back they all managed to scramble 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. -</p> - -<p> -“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!” -</p> - -<p> -“They are, 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 Scarecrow.” -</p> - -</div><!--end chapter--> - -<div class="chapter"> - -<h2><a name="chap21"></a>Chapter XXI<br /> -The Lion Becomes the King of Beasts</h2> - -<p> -After climbing down from the china wall the travelers found themselves in a -disagreeable country, full of bogs and marshes and covered with tall, rank -grass. It was difficult to walk 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 -underbrush they entered another forest, where the trees were bigger and older -than any they had ever seen. -</p> - -<p> -“This forest is perfectly delightful,” declared the Lion, looking -around him with joy. “Never have I seen a more beautiful place.” -</p> - -<p> -“It seems gloomy,” said the Scarecrow. -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -“Perhaps there are wild beasts in the forest now,” said Dorothy. -</p> - -<p> -“I suppose there are,” returned the Lion, “but I do not see -any of them about.” -</p> - -<p> -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 -Scarecrow kept watch over them as usual. -</p> - -<p> -When morning came, they started again. Before they had gone far they heard a -low rumble, as of the growling 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, and for a moment -Dorothy was afraid. But the Lion explained that the animals were holding a -meeting, and he judged by their snarling and growling that they were in great -trouble. -</p> - -<p> -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: -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -“What is your trouble?” asked the Lion quietly. -</p> - -<p> -“We 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 -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.” -</p> - -<p> -The Lion thought for a moment. -</p> - -<p> -“Are there any other lions in this forest?” he asked. -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -“If I put an end to your enemy, will you bow down to me and obey me as -King of the Forest?” inquired the Lion. -</p> - -<p> -“We will do that gladly,” returned the tiger; and all the other -beasts roared with a mighty roar: “We will!” -</p> - -<p> -“Where is this great spider of yours now?” asked the Lion. -</p> - -<p> -“Yonder, among the oak trees,” said the tiger, pointing with his -forefoot. -</p> - -<p> -“Take good care of these friends of mine,” said the Lion, -“and I will go at once to fight the monster.” -</p> - -<p> -He bade his comrades good-bye and marched proudly away to do battle with the -enemy. -</p> - -<p> -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. Its legs were quite as long as -the tiger had said, and its 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. -</p> - -<p> -The Lion went back to the opening where the beasts of the forest were waiting -for him and said proudly: -</p> - -<p> -“You need fear your enemy no longer.” -</p> - -<p> -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. -</p> - -</div><!--end chapter--> - -<div class="chapter"> - -<h2><a name="chap22"></a>Chapter XXII<br /> -The Country of the Quadlings</h2> - -<p> -The four travelers passed through 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. -</p> - -<p> -“That will be a hard climb,” said the Scarecrow, “but we must -get over the hill, nevertheless.” -</p> - -<p> -So he led the way and the others followed. They had nearly reached the first -rock when they heard a rough voice cry out, “Keep back!” -</p> - -<p> -“Who are you?” asked the Scarecrow. -</p> - -<p> -Then a head showed itself over the rock and the same voice said, “This -hill belongs to us, and we don’t allow anyone to cross it.” -</p> - -<p> -“But we must cross it,” said the Scarecrow. “We’re -going to the country of the Quadlings.” -</p> - -<p> -“But you shall not!” replied the voice, and there stepped from -behind the rock the strangest man the travelers had ever seen. -</p> - -<p> -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. -</p> - -<p> -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!” -</p> - -<p> -A chorus of boisterous laughter came from the other rocks, and Dorothy saw -hundreds of the armless Hammer-Heads upon the hillside, one behind every rock. -</p> - -<p> -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. -</p> - -<p> -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. -</p> - -<p> -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.” -</p> - -<p> -“What can we do, then?” she asked. -</p> - -<p> -“Call the Winged Monkeys,” suggested the Tin Woodman. “You -have still the right to command them once more.” -</p> - -<p> -“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. -</p> - -<p> -“What are your commands?” inquired the King of the Monkeys, bowing -low. -</p> - -<p> -“Carry us over the hill to the country of the Quadlings,” answered -the girl. -</p> - -<p> -“It shall be done,” said the King, and at once the Winged Monkeys -caught the four travelers and Toto up in their arms and flew away with them. As -they passed over the hill the Hammer-Heads yelled with vexation, and 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. -</p> - -<p> -“This is the last time you can summon us,” said the leader to -Dorothy; “so good-bye and good luck to you.” -</p> - -<p> -“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. -</p> - -<p> -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. -</p> - -<p> -The Monkeys had set them down near a farmhouse, and the four travelers 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. -</p> - -<p> -“How far is it to the Castle of Glinda?” asked the child. -</p> - -<p> -“It is not a great way,” answered the farmer’s wife. -“Take the road to the South and you will soon reach it.” -</p> - -<p> -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 uniforms -trimmed with gold braid; and as Dorothy approached, one of them said to her: -</p> - -<p> -“Why have you come to the South Country?” -</p> - -<p> -“To see the Good Witch who rules here,” she answered. “Will -you take me to her?” -</p> - -<p> -“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 Dorothy and the others were to be -admitted at once. -</p> - -</div><!--end chapter--> - -<div class="chapter"> - -<h2><a name="chap23"></a>Chapter XXIII<br /> -Glinda The Good Witch Grants Dorothy’s Wish</h2> - -<p> -Before 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. -</p> - -<p> -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. -</p> - -<p> -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. -</p> - -<p> -“What can I do for you, my child?” she asked. -</p> - -<p> -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. -</p> - -<p> -“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 mourning; and unless the crops are better this year than -they were last, I am sure Uncle Henry cannot afford it.” -</p> - -<p> -Glinda leaned forward and kissed the sweet, upturned face of the loving little -girl. -</p> - -<p> -“Bless your 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.” -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -“And I think I shall need their service just those three times,” -answered Glinda, smiling. -</p> - -<p> -Dorothy then gave her the Golden Cap, and the Witch said to the Scarecrow, -“What will you do when Dorothy has left us?” -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -“Am I really wonderful?” asked the Scarecrow. -</p> - -<p> -“You are unusual,” replied Glinda. -</p> - -<p> -Turning to the Tin Woodman, she asked, “What will become of you when -Dorothy leaves this country?” -</p> - -<p> -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.” -</p> - -<p> -“My second command to the Winged Monkeys,” said Glinda “will -be that they carry you safely to the land of the Winkies. Your brain 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.” -</p> - -<p> -Then the Witch looked at the big, shaggy Lion and asked, “When Dorothy -has returned to her own home, what will become of you?” -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -“My third command to the Winged Monkeys,” said Glinda, “shall -be to carry you to your forest. Then, having 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.” -</p> - -<p> -The Scarecrow and the Tin Woodman and the Lion now thanked the Good Witch -earnestly for her kindness; and Dorothy exclaimed: -</p> - -<p> -“You are certainly as good as you are beautiful! But you have not yet -told me how to get back to Kansas.” -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -“And I should have lived a coward forever,” declared the Lion, -“and no beast in all the forest would have had a good word to say to -me.” -</p> - -<p> -“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 besides, I think I should like to -go back to Kansas.” -</p> - -<p> -“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.” -</p> - -<p> -“If that is so,” said the child joyfully, “I will ask them to -carry me back to Kansas at once.” -</p> - -<p> -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 -dangerous to his joints. But she hugged 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. -</p> - -<p> -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. -</p> - -<p> -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: -</p> - -<p> -“Take me home to Aunt Em!” -</p> - -<hr /> - -<p class="p2"> -Instantly she was whirling through the air, so swiftly that all she could see -or feel was the wind whistling past her ears. -</p> - -<p> -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. -</p> - -<p> -At length, however, she sat up and looked about her. -</p> - -<p> -“Good gracious!” she cried. -</p> - -<p> -For she was sitting on the broad Kansas prairie, and just before her was the -new farmhouse 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 furiously. -</p> - -<p> -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. -</p> - -</div><!--end chapter--> - -<div class="chapter"> - -<h2><a name="chap24"></a>Chapter XXIV<br /> -Home Again</h2> - -<p> -Aunt Em had just come out of the house to water the cabbages when she looked up -and saw Dorothy running toward her. -</p> - -<p> -“My darling child!” she cried, folding the little girl in her arms -and covering her face with kisses. “Where in the world did you come -from?” -</p> - -<p> -“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!” -</p> - -</div><!--end chapter--> - -<pre> - - - - - -End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of The Wonderful Wizard of Oz, by L. 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