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FOR PUBLIC DOMAIN ETEXTS*Ver.04.29.93*END* + + + + + +The Magic of Oz + +A Faithful Record of the Remarkable Adventures of Dorothy + and Trot and the Wizard of Oz, together with the + Cowardly Lion, the Hungry Tiger and Cap'n Bill, + in their successful search for a Magical + and Beautiful Birthday Present for + Princess Ozma of Oz + +by L. Frank Baum +"Royal Historian of Oz" + + + +Contents + +--To My Readers-- +1. Mount Munch +2. The Hawk +3. Two Bad Ones +4. Conspirators +5. A Happy Corner of Oz +6. Ozma's Birthday Presents +7. The Forest of Gugu +8. The Li-Mon-Eags Make Trouble +9. The Isle of the Magic Flower +10. Stuck Fast +11. The Beasts of the Forest of Gugu +12. Kiki Uses His Magic +13. The Loss of the Black Bag +14. The Wizard Learns the Magic Word +15. The Lonesome Duck +16. The Glass Cat Finds the Black Bag +17. A Remarkable Journey +18. The Magic of the Wizard +19. Dorothy and the Bumble Bees +20. The Monkeys Have Trouble +21. The College of Athletic Arts +22. Ozma's Birthday Party +23. The Fountain of Oblivion + + + + +To My Readers + + +Curiously enough, in the events which have taken place in the last +few years in our "great outside world," we may find incidents so +marvelous and inspiring that I cannot hope to equal them with stories +of The Land of Oz. + +However, "The Magic of Oz" is really more strange and unusual than +anything I have read or heard about on our side of The Great Sandy +Desert which shuts us off from The Land of Oz, even during the past +exciting years, so I hope it will appeal to your love of novelty. + +A long and confining illness has prevented my answering all the good +letters sent me--unless stamps were enclosed--but from now on I hope to +be able to give prompt attention to each and every letter with which +my readers favor me. + +Assuring you that my love for you has never faltered and hoping the +Oz Books will continue to give you pleasure as long as I am able to +write them, I am + +Yours affectionately, +L. FRANK BAUM, +"Royal Historian of Oz." +"OZCOT" +at HOLLYWOOD +in CALIFORNIA +1919 + + + + +1. Mount Munch + + +On the east edge of the Land of Oz, in the Munchkin Country, is a +big, tall hill called Mount Munch. One one side, the bottom of this +hill just touches the Deadly Sandy Desert that separates the +Fairyland of Oz from all the rest of the world, but on the other +side, the hill touches the beautiful, fertile Country of the Munchkins. + +The Munchkin folks, however, merely stand off and look at Mount +Munch and know very little about it; for, about a third of the way up, +its sides become too steep to climb, and if any people live upon the +top of that great towering peak that seems to reach nearly to the +skies, the Munchkins are not aware of the fact. + +But people DO live there, just the same. The top of Mount Munch is +shaped like a saucer, broad and deep, and in the saucer are fields +where grains and vegetables grow, and flocks are fed, and brooks flow +and trees bear all sorts of things. There are houses scattered here +and there, each having its family of Hyups, as the people call +themselves. The Hyups seldom go down the mountain, for the same +reason that the Munchkins never climb up: the sides are too steep. + +In one of the houses lived a wise old Hyup named Bini Aru, who used +to be a clever Sorcerer. But Ozma of Oz, who rules everyone in the +Land of Oz, had made a decree that no one should practice magic in her +dominions except Glinda the Good and the Wizard of Oz, and when Glinda +sent this royal command to the Hyups by means of a strong-winged Eagle, +old Bini Aru at once stopped performing magical arts. He destroyed +many of his magic powders and tools of magic, and afterward honestly +obeyed the law. He had never seen Ozma, but he knew she was his Ruler +and must be obeyed. + +There was only one thing that grieved him. He had discovered a new +and secret method of transformations that was unknown to any other +Sorcerer. Glinda the Good did not know it, nor did the little Wizard +of Oz, nor Dr. Pipt nor old Mombi, nor anyone else who dealt in magic +arts. It was Bini Aru's own secret. By its means, it was the +simplest thing in the world to transform anyone into beast, bird or +fish, or anything else, and back again, once you know how to pronounce +the mystical word: "Pyrzqxgl." + +Bini Aru had used this secret many times, but not to cause evil or +suffering to others. When he had wandered far from home and was +hungry, he would say: "I want to become a cow--Pyrzqxgl!" +In an instant he would be a cow, and then he would eat grass and +satisfy his hunger. All beasts and birds can talk in the Land of Oz, +so when the cow was no longer hungry, it would say: "I want to be Bini +Aru again: Pyrzqxgl!" and the magic word, properly +pronounced, would instantly restore him to his proper form. + +Now, of course, I would not dare to write down this magic word so +plainly if I thought my readers would pronounce it properly and so be +able to transform themselves and others, but it is a fact that no one +in all the world except Bini Aru, had ever (up to the time this story +begins) been able to pronounce "Pyrzqxgl!" the right way, so +I think it is safe to give it to you. It might be well, however, in +reading this story aloud, to be careful not to pronounce Pyrzqxgl +the proper way, and thus avoid all danger of the secret being able to +work mischief. + +Bini Aru, having discovered the secret of instant transformation, +which required no tools or powders or other chemicals or herbs and +always worked perfectly, was reluctant to have such a wonderful +discovery entirely unknown or lost to all human knowledge. He decided +not to use it again, since Ozma had forbidden him to do so, but he +reflected that Ozma was a girl and some time might change her mind +and allow her subjects to practice magic, in which case Bini Aru could +again transform himself and others at will,--unless, of course, he +forgot how to pronounce Pyrzqxgl in the meantime. + +After giving the matter careful thought, he decided to write the +word, and how it should be pronounced, in some secret place, so that +he could find it after many years, but where no one else could ever +find it. + +That was a clever idea, but what bothered the old Sorcerer was to +find a secret place. He wandered all over the Saucer at the top of +Mount Munch, but found no place in which to write the secret word +where others might not be likely to stumble upon it. So finally he +decided it must be written somewhere in his own house. + +Bini Aru had a wife named Mopsi Aru who was famous for making fine +huckleberry pies, and he had a son named Kiki Aru who was not famous +at all. He was noted as being cross and disagreeable because he was +not happy, and he was not happy because he wanted to go down the +mountain and visit the big world below and his father would not let +him. No one paid any attention to Kiki Aru, because he didn't amount +to anything, anyway. + +Once a year there was a festival on Mount Munch which all the Hyups +attended. It was held in the center of the saucer-shaped country, and +the day was given over to feasting and merry-making. The young folks +danced and sang songs; the women spread the tables with good things to +eat, and the men played on musical instruments and told fairy tales. + +Kiki Aru usually went to these festivals with his parents, and then +sat sullenly outside the circle and would not dance or sing or even +talk to the other young people. So the festival did not make him any +happier than other days, and this time he told Bini Aru and Mopsi Aru +that he would not go. He would rather stay at home and be unhappy all +by himself, he said, and so they gladly let him stay. + +But after he was left alone Kiki decided to enter his father's +private room, where he was forbidden to go, and see if he could find +any of the magic tools Bini Aru used to work with when he practiced +sorcery. As he went in Kiki stubbed his toe on one of the floor +boards. He searched everywhere but found no trace of his father's +magic. All had been destroyed. + +Much disappointed, he started to go out again when he stubbed his +toe on the same floor board. That set him thinking. Examining the +board more closely, Kiki found it had been pried up and then nailed +down again in such a manner that it was a little higher than the other +boards. But why had his father taken up the board? Had he hidden +some of his magic tools underneath the floor? + +Kiki got a chisel and pried up the board, but found nothing under +it. He was just about to replace the board when it slipped from his +hand and turned over, and he saw something written on the underside of +it. The light was rather dim, so he took the board to the window and +examined it, and found that the writing described exactly how to +pronounce the magic word Pyrzqxgl, which would transform anyone +into anything instantly, and back again when the word was repeated. + +Now, at first, Kiki Aru didn't realize what a wonderful secret he +had discovered; but he thought it might be of use to him and so he +took a piece of paper and made on it an exact copy of the instructions +for pronouncing Pyrzqxgl. Then he folded the paper and put it +in his pocket, and replaced the board in the floor so that no one +would suspect it had been removed. + +After this Kiki went into the garden and sitting beneath a tree made +a careful study of the paper. He had always wanted to get away from +Mount Munch and visit the big world--especially the Land of Oz--and +the idea now came to him that if he could transform himself into a +bird, he could fly to any place he wished to go and fly back again +whenever he cared to. It was necessary, however, to learn by heart +the way to pronounce the magic word, because a bird would have no way +to carry a paper with it, and Kiki would be unable to resume his +proper shape if he forgot the word or its pronunciation. + +So he studied it a long time, repeating it a hundred times in his +mind until he was sure he would not forget it. But to make safety +doubly sure he placed the paper in a tin box in a neglected part of +the garden and covered the box with small stones. + +By this time it was getting late in the day and Kiki wished to +attempt his first transformation before his parents returned from the +festival. So he stood on the front porch of his home and said: + +"I want to become a big, strong bird, like a hawk--Pyrzqxgl!" +He pronounced it the right way, so in a flash he felt that he was +completely changed in form. He flapped his wings, hopped to the porch +railing and said: "Caw-oo! Caw-oo!" + +Then he laughed and said half aloud: "I suppose that's the funny +sound this sort of a bird makes. But now let me try my wings and see +if I'm strong enough to fly across the desert." + +For he had decided to make his first trip to the country outside the +Land of Oz. He had stolen this secret of transformation and he knew +he had disobeyed the law of Oz by working magic. Perhaps Glinda or +the Wizard of Oz would discover him and punish him, so it would be +good policy to keep away from Oz altogether. + +Slowly Kiki rose into the air, and resting on his broad wings, +floated in graceful circles above the saucer-shaped mountain-top. +From his height, he could see, far across the burning sands of the +Deadly Desert, another country that might be pleasant to explore, so +he headed that way, and with strong, steady strokes of his wings, +began the long flight. + + + +2. The Hawk + + +Even a hawk has to fly high in order to cross the Deadly Desert, +from which poisonous fumes are constantly rising. Kiki Aru felt sick +and faint by the time he reached good land again, for he could not +quite escape the effects of the poisons. But the fresh air soon +restored him and he alighted in a broad table-land which is called +Hiland. Just beyond it is a valley known as Loland, and these two +countries are ruled by the Gingerbread Man, John Dough, with Chick the +Cherub as his Prime Minister. The hawk merely stopped here long +enough to rest, and then he flew north and passed over a fine country +called Merryland, which is ruled by a lovely Wax Doll. Then, +following the curve of the Desert, he turned north and settled on a +tree-top in the Kingdom of Noland. + +Kiki was tired by this time, and the sun was now setting, so he +decided to remain here till morning. From his tree-top he could see a +house near by, which looked very comfortable. A man was milking a cow +in the yard and a pleasant-faced woman came to the door and called +him to supper. + +That made Kiki wonder what sort of food hawks ate. He felt hungry, +but didn't know what to eat or where to get it. Also he thought a bed +would be more comfortable than a tree-top for sleeping, so he hopped +to the ground and said: "I want to become Kiki Aru again--Pyrzqxgl!" + +Instantly he had resumed his natural shape, and going to the house, +he knocked upon the door and asked for some supper. + +"Who are you?" asked the man of the house. + +"A stranger from the Land of Oz," replied Kiki Aru. + +"Then you are welcome," said the man. + +Kiki was given a good supper and a good bed, and he behaved very +well, although he refused to answer all the questions the good people +of Noland asked him. Having escaped from his home and found a way to +see the world, the young man was no longer unhappy, and so he was no +longer cross and disagreeable. The people thought him a very +respectable person and gave him breakfast next morning, after which he +started on his way feeling quite contented. + +Having walked for an hour or two through the pretty country that is +ruled by King Bud, Kiki Aru decided he could travel faster and see +more as a bird, so he transformed himself into a white dove and +visited the great city of Nole and saw the King's palace and gardens +and many other places of interest. Then he flew westward into the +Kingdom of Ix, and after a day in Queen Zixi's country went on +westward into the Land of Ev. Every place he visited he thought was +much more pleasant than the saucer-country of the Hyups, and he +decided that when he reached the finest country of all he would settle +there and enjoy his future life to the utmost. + +In the land of Ev he resumed his own shape again, for the cities and +villages were close together and he could easily go on foot from one +to another of them. + +Toward evening he came to a good Inn and asked the inn-keeper if he +could have food and lodging. + +"You can if you have the money to pay," said the man, "otherwise you +must go elsewhere." + +This surprised Kiki, for in the Land of Oz they do not use money at +all, everyone being allowed to take what he wishes without price. He +had no money, therefore, and so he turned away to seek hospitality +elsewhere. Looking through an open window into one of the rooms of +the Inn, as he passed along, he saw an old man counting on a table a +big heap of gold pieces, which Kiki thought to be money. One of these +would buy him supper and a bed, he reflected, so he transformed +himself into a magpie and, flying through the open window, caught up +one of the gold pieces in his beak and flew out again before the old +man could interfere. Indeed, the old man who was robbed was quite +helpless, for he dared not leave his pile of gold to chase the magpie, +and before he could place the gold in a sack in his pocket the robber +bird was out of sight and to seek it would be folly. + +Kiki Aru flew to a group of trees and, dropping the gold piece to +the ground, resumed his proper shape, and then picked up the money and +put it in his pocket. + +"You'll be sorry for this!" exclaimed a small voice just over his head. + +Kiki looked up and saw that a sparrow, perched upon a branch, was +watching him. + +"Sorry for what?" he demanded. + +"Oh, I saw the whole thing," asserted the sparrow. "I saw you look +in the window at the gold, and then make yourself into a magpie and +rob the poor man, and then I saw you fly here and make the bird into +your former shape. That's magic, and magic is wicked and unlawful; +and you stole money, and that's a still greater crime. You'll be +sorry, some day." + +"I don't care," replied Kiki Aru, scowling. + +"Aren't you afraid to be wicked?" asked the sparrow. + +"No, I didn't know I was being wicked," said Kiki, "but if I was, +I'm glad of it. I hate good people. I've always wanted to be wicked, +but I didn't know how." + +"Haw, haw, haw!" laughed someone behind him, in a big voice; "that's +the proper spirit, my lad! I'm glad I've met you; shake hands." + +The sparrow gave a frightened squeak and flew away. + + + +3. Two Bad Ones + + +Kiki turned around and saw a queer old man standing near. He didn't +stand straight, for he was crooked. He had a fat body and thin legs +and arms. He had a big, round face with bushy, white whiskers that +came to a point below his waist, and white hair that came to a point +on top of his head. He wore dull-gray clothes that were tight fitting, +and his pockets were all bunched out as if stuffed full of something. + +"I didn't know you were here," said Kiki. + +"I didn't come until after you did," said the queer old man. + +"Who are you?" asked Kiki. + +"My name's Ruggedo. I used to be the Nome King; but I got kicked +out of my country, and now I'm a wanderer." + +"What made them kick you out?" inquired the Hyup boy. + +"Well, it's the fashion to kick kings nowadays. I was a pretty good +King--to myself--but those dreadful Oz people wouldn't let me alone. +So I had to abdicate." + +"What does that mean?" + +"It means to be kicked out. But let's talk about something +pleasant. Who are you and where did you come from?" + +"I'm called Kiki Aru. I used to live on Mount Munch in the Land of +Oz, but now I'm a wanderer like yourself." + +The Nome King gave him a shrewd look. + +"I heard that bird say that you transformed yourself into a magpie +and back again. Is that true?" + +Kiki hesitated, but saw no reason to deny it. He felt that it would +make him appear more important. + +"Well--yes," he said. + +"Then you're a wizard?" + +"No; I only understand transformations," he admitted. + +"Well, that's pretty good magic, anyhow," declared old Ruggedo. "I +used to have some very fine magic, myself, but my enemies took it all +away from me. Where are you going now?" + +"I'm going into the inn, to get some supper and a bed," said Kiki. + +"Have you the money to pay for it?" asked the Nome. + +"I have one gold piece." + +"Which you stole. Very good. And you're glad that you're wicked. +Better yet. I like you, young man, and I'll go to the inn with you if +you'll promise not to eat eggs for supper." + +"Don't you like eggs?" asked Kiki. + +"I'm afraid of 'em; they're dangerous!" said Ruggedo, with a shudder. + +"All right," agreed Kiki; "I won't ask for eggs." + +"Then come along," said the Nome. + +When they entered the inn, the landlord scowled at Kiki and said: + +"I told you I would not feed you unless you had money." + +Kiki showed him the gold piece. + +"And how about you?" asked the landlord, turning to Ruggedo. "Have +you money?" + +"I've something better," answered the old Nome, and taking a bag +from one of his pockets he poured from it upon the table a mass of +glittering gems--diamonds, rubies and emeralds. + +The landlord was very polite to the strangers after that. He served +them an excellent supper, and while they ate it, the Hyup boy asked +his companion: + +"Where did you get so many jewels?" + +"Well, I'll tell you," answered the Nome. "When those Oz people took +my kingdom away from me--just because it was my kingdom and I wanted +to run it to suit myself-- they said I could take as many precious +stones as I could carry. So I had a lot of pockets made in my clothes +and loaded them all up. Jewels are fine things to have with you when +you travel; you can trade them for anything." + +"Are they better than gold pieces?" asked Kiki. + +"The smallest of these jewels is worth a hundred gold pieces such as +you stole from the old man." + +"Don't talk so loud," begged Kiki, uneasily. "Some one else might +hear what you are saying." + +After supper they took a walk together, and the former Nome King said: + +"Do you know the Shaggy Man, and the Scarecrow, and the Tin Woodman, +and Dorothy, and Ozma and all the other Oz people?" + +"No," replied the boy, "I have never been away from Mount Munch until +I flew over the Deadly Desert the other day in the shape of a hawk." + +"Then you've never seen the Emerald City of Oz?" + +"Never." + +"Well," said the Nome, "I knew all the Oz people, and you can guess +I do not love them. All during my wanderings I have brooded on how I +can be revenged on them. Now that I've met you I can see a way to +conquer the Land of Oz and be King there myself, which is better than +being King of the Nomes." + +"How can you do that?" inquired Kiki Aru, wonderingly. + +"Never mind how. In the first place, I'll make a bargain with you. +Tell me the secret of how to perform transformations and I will give +you a pocketful of jewels, the biggest and finest that I possess." + +"No," said Kiki, who realized that to share his power with another +would be dangerous to himself. + +"I'll give you TWO pocketsful of jewels," said the Nome. + +"No," answered Kiki. + +"I'll give you every jewel I possess." + +"No, no, no!" said Kiki, who was beginning to be frightened. + +"Then," said the Nome, with a wicked look at the boy, "I'll tell +the inn-keeper that you stole that gold piece and he will have you +put in prison." + +Kiki laughed at the threat. + +"Before he can do that," said he, "I will transform myself into a +lion and tear him to pieces, or into a bear and eat him up, or into a +fly and fly away where he could not find me." + +"Can you really do such wonderful transformations?" asked the old +Nome, looking at him curiously. + +"Of course," declared Kiki. I can transform you into a stick of +wood, in a flash, or into a stone, and leave you here by the roadside." + +"The wicked Nome shivered a little when he heard that, but it made +him long more than ever to possess the great secret. After a while +he said: + +"I'll tell you what I'll do. If you will help me to conquer Oz and +to transform the Oz people, who are my enemies, into sticks or stones, +by telling me your secret, I'll agree to make YOU the Ruler of all Oz, +and I will be your Prime Minister and see that your orders are obeyed." + +"I'll help do that," said Kiki, "but I won't tell you my secret." + +The Nome was so furious at this refusal that he jumped up and down +with rage and spluttered and choked for a long time before he could +control his passion. But the boy was not at all frightened. He +laughed at the wicked old Nome, which made him more furious than ever. + +"Let's give up the idea," he proposed, when Ruggedo had quieted +somewhat. "I don't know the Oz people you mention and so they are not +my enemies. If they've kicked you out of your kingdom, that's your +affair--not mine." + +"Wouldn't you like to be king of that splendid fairyland?" +asked Ruggedo. + +"Yes, I would," replied Kiki Aru; "but you want to be king yourself, +and we would quarrel over it." + +"No," said the Nome, trying to deceive him. "I don't care to be +King of Oz, come to think it over. I don't even care to live in that +country. What I want first is revenge. If we can conquer Oz, I'll +get enough magic then to conquer my own Kingdom of the Nomes, and I'll +go back and live in my underground caverns, which are more home-like +than the top of the earth. So here's my proposition: Help me conquer +Oz and get revenge, and help me get the magic away from Glinda and the +Wizard, and I'll let you be King of Oz forever afterward." + +"I'll think it over," answered Kiki, and that is all he would say +that evening. + +In the night when all in the Inn were asleep but himself, old Ruggedo +the Nome rose softly from his couch and went into the room of Kiki Aru +the Hyup, and searched everywhere for the magic tool that performed his +transformations. Of course, there was no such tool, and although +Ruggedo searched in all the boy's pockets, he found nothing magical +whatever. So he went back to his bed and began to doubt that Kiki +could perform transformations. + +Next morning he said: + +"Which way do you travel to-day?" + +"I think I shall visit the Rose Kingdom," answered the boy. + +"That is a long journey," declared the Nome. + +"I shall transform myself into a bird," said Kiki, "and so fly to +the Rose Kingdom in an hour." + +"Then transform me, also, into a bird, and I will go with you," +suggested Ruggedo. "But, in that case, let us fly together to the +Land of Oz, and see what it looks like." + +Kiki thought this over. Pleasant as were the countries he had +visited, he heard everywhere that the Land of Oz was more beautiful +and delightful. The Land of Oz was his own country, too, and if there +was any possibility of his becoming its King, he must know something +about it. + +While Kiki the Hyup thought, Ruggedo the Nome was also thinking. +This boy possessed a marvelous power, and although very simple in some +ways, he was determined not to part with his secret. However, if +Ruggedo could get him to transport the wily old Nome to Oz, which he +could reach in no other way, he might then induce the boy to follow +his advice and enter into the plot for revenge, which he had already +planned in his wicked heart. + +"There are wizards and magicians in Oz," remarked Kiki, after a +time. "They might discover us, in spite of our transformations." + +"Not if we are careful," Ruggedo assured him. "Ozma has a Magic +Picture, in which she can see whatever she wishes to see; but Ozma +will know nothing of our going to Oz, and so she will not command her +Magic Picture to show where we are or what we are doing. Glinda the +Good has a Great Book called the Book of Records, in which is +magically written everything that people do in the Land of Oz, just +the instant they do it." + +"Then," said Kiki, "there is no use our attempting to conquer the +country, for Glinda would read in her book all that we do, and as her +magic is greater than mine, she would soon put a stop to our plans." + +"I said 'people,' didn't I?" retorted the Nome. "The book doesn't +make a record of what birds do, or beasts. It only tells the doings +of people. So, if we fly into the country as birds, Glinda won't know +anything about it." + +"Two birds couldn't conquer the Land of Oz," asserted the boy, scornfully. + +"No; that's true," admitted Ruggedo, and then he rubbed his forehead +and stroked his long pointed beard and thought some more. + +"Ah, now I have the idea!" he declared. "I suppose you can +transform us into beasts as well as birds?" + +"Of course." + +"And can you make a bird a beast, and a beast a bird again, without +taking a human form in between?" + +"Certainly," said Kiki. "I can transform myself or others into +anything that can talk. There's a magic word that must be spoken in +connection with the transformations, and as beasts and birds and +dragons and fishes can talk in Oz, we may become any of these we +desire to. However, if I transformed myself into a tree, I would +always remain a tree, because then I could not utter the magic word to +change the transformation." + +"I see; I see," said Ruggedo, nodding his bushy, white head until the +point of his hair waved back and forth like a pendulum. "That fits in +with my idea, exactly. Now, listen, and I'll explain to you my plan. +We'll fly to Oz as birds and settle in one of the thick forests in the +Gillikin Country. There you will transform us into powerful beasts, +and as Glinda doesn't keep any track of the doings of beasts we can +act without being discovered." + +"But how can two beasts raise an army to conquer the powerful people +of Oz?" inquired Kiki. + +"That's easy. But not an army of PEOPLE, mind you. That would be +quickly discovered. And while we are in Oz you and I will never +resume our human forms until we've conquered the country and destroyed +Glinda, and Ozma, and the Wizard, and Dorothy, and all the rest, and +so have nothing more to fear from them." + +"It is impossible to kill anyone in the Land of Oz," declared Kiki. + +"It isn't necessary to kill the Oz people," rejoined Ruggedo. + +"I'm afraid I don't understand you," objected the boy. "What will +happen to the Oz people, and what sort of an army could we get +together, except of people?" + +"I'll tell you. The forests of Oz are full of beasts. Some of +them, in the far-away places, are savage and cruel, and would gladly +follow a leader as savage as themselves. They have never troubled the +Oz people much, because they had no leader to urge them on, but we +will tell them to help us conquer Oz and as a reward we will transform +all the beasts into men and women, and let them live in the houses and +enjoy all the good things; and we will transform all the people of Oz +into beasts of various sorts, and send them to live in the forests and +the jungles. That is a splendid idea, you must admit, and it's so easy +that we won't have any trouble at all to carry it through to success." + +"Will the beasts consent, do you think?" asked the boy. + +"To be sure they will. We can get every beast in Oz on our +side--except a few who live in Ozma's palace, and they won't count." + + + +4. Conspirators + + +Kiki Aru didn't know much about Oz and didn't know much about the +beasts who lived there, but the old Nome's plan seemed to him to be +quite reasonable. He had a faint suspicion that Ruggedo meant to get +the best of him in some way, and he resolved to keep a close watch on +his fellow-conspirator. As long as he kept to himself the secret word +of the transformations, Ruggedo would not dare to harm him, and he +promised himself that as soon as they had conquered Oz, he would transform +the old Nome into a marble statue and keep him in that form forever. + +Ruggedo, on his part, decided that he could, by careful watching and +listening, surprise the boy's secret, and when he had learned the +magic word he would transform Kiki Aru into a bundle of faggots and +burn him up and so be rid of him. + +This is always the way with wicked people. They cannot be trusted +even by one another. Ruggedo thought he was fooling Kiki, and Kiki +thought he was fooling Ruggedo; so both were pleased. + +"It's a long way across the Desert," remarked the boy, "and the +sands are hot and send up poisonous vapors. Let us wait until evening +and then fly across in the night when it will be cooler." + +The former Nome King agreed to this, and the two spent the rest of +that day in talking over their plans. When evening came they paid the +inn-keeper and walked out to a little grove of trees that stood near by. + +"Remain here for a few minutes and I'll soon be back," said Kiki, +and walking swiftly away, he left the Nome standing in the grove. +Ruggedo wondered where he had gone, but stood quietly in his place +until, all of a sudden, his form changed to that of a great eagle, and +he uttered a piercing cry of astonishment and flapped his wings in a +sort of panic. At once his eagle cry was answered from beyond the +grove, and another eagle, even larger and more powerful than the +transformed Ruggedo, came sailing through the trees and alighted +beside him. + +"Now we are ready for the start," said the voice of Kiki, coming +from the eagle. + +Ruggedo realized that this time he had been outwitted. He had +thought Kiki would utter the magic word in his presence, and so he +would learn what it was, but the boy had been too shrewd for that. + +As the two eagles mounted high into the air and began their flight +across the great Desert that separates the Land of Oz from all the +rest of the world, the Nome said: + +"When I was King of the Nomes I had a magic way of working +transformations that I thought was good, but it could not compare with +your secret word. I had to have certain tools and make passes and say +a lot of mystic words before I could transform anybody." + +"What became of your magic tools?" inquired Kiki. + +"The Oz people took them all away from me--that horrid girl, +Dorothy, and that terrible fairy, Ozma, the Ruler of Oz--at the time +they took away my underground kingdom and kicked me upstairs into the +cold, heartless world." + +"Why did you let them do that?" asked the boy. + +"Well," said Ruggedo, "I couldn't help it. They rolled eggs at +me--EGGS--dreadful eggs!--and if an egg even touches a Nome, he is +ruined for life." + +"Is any kind of an egg dangerous to a Nome?" + +"Any kind and every kind. An egg is the only thing I'm afraid of." + + + +5. A Happy Corner of Oz + + +There is no other country so beautiful as the Land of Oz. There are +no other people so happy and contented and prosperous as the Oz +people. They have all they desire; they love and admire their +beautiful girl Ruler, Ozma of Oz, and they mix work and play so justly +that both are delightful and satisfying and no one has any reason to +complain. Once in a while something happens in Oz to disturb the +people's happiness for a brief time, for so rich and attractive a +fairyland is sure to make a few selfish and greedy outsiders envious, +and therefore certain evil-doers have treacherously plotted to conquer +Oz and enslave its people and destroy its girl Ruler, and so gain the +wealth of Oz for themselves. But up to the time when the cruel and +crafty Nome, Ruggedo, conspired with Kiki Aru, the Hyup, all such +attempts had failed. The Oz people suspected no danger. Life in the +world's nicest fairyland was one round of joyous, happy days. + +In the center of the Emerald City of Oz, the capital city of Ozma's +dominions, is a vast and beautiful garden, surrounded by a wall inlaid +with shining emeralds, and in the center of this garden stands +Ozma's Royal Palace, the most splendid building ever constructed. +From a hundred towers and domes floated the banners of Oz, which +included the Ozmies, the Munchkins, the Gillikins, the Winkies and the +Quadlings. The banner of the Munchkins is blue, that of the Winkies +yellow; the Gillikin banner is purple, and the Quadling's banner is +red. The colors of the Emerald City are of course green. Ozma's own +banner has a green center, and is divided into four quarters. These +quarters are colored blue, purple, yellow and red, indicating that she +rules over all the countries of the Land of Oz. + +This fairyland is so big, however, that all of it is not yet known +to its girl Ruler, and it is said that in some far parts of the +country, in forests and mountain fastnesses, in hidden valleys and +thick jungles, are people and beasts that know as little about Ozma as +she knows of them. Still, these unknown subjects are not nearly so +numerous as the known inhabitants of Oz, who occupy all the countries +near to the Emerald City. Indeed, I'm sure it will not be long until +all parts of the fairyland of Oz are explored and their peoples made +acquainted with their Ruler, for in Ozma's palace are several of her +friends who are so curious that they are constantly discovering new and +extraordinary places and inhabitants. + +One of the most frequent discoverers of these hidden places in Oz is +a little Kansas girl named Dorothy, who is Ozma's dearest friend and +lives in luxurious rooms in the Royal Palace. Dorothy is, indeed, a +Princess of Oz, but she does not like to be called a princess, and +because she is simple and sweet and does not pretend to be anything +but an ordinary little girl, she is called just "Dorothy" by everybody +and is the most popular person, next to Ozma, in all the Land of Oz. + +One morning Dorothy crossed the hall of the palace and knocked on +the door of another girl named Trot, also a guest and friend of Ozma. +When told to enter, Dorothy found that Trot had company, an old +sailor-man with one wooden leg and one meat leg, who was sitting by +the open window puffing smoke from a corn-cob pipe. This sailor-man +was named Cap'n Bill, and he had accompanied Trot to the Land of Oz +and was her oldest and most faithful comrade and friend. Dorothy +liked Cap'n Bill, too, and after she had greeted him, she said to Trot: + +"You know, Ozma's birthday is next month, and I've been wondering +what I can give here as a birthday present. She's so good to us all +that we certainly ought to remember her birthday." + +"That's true," agreed Trot. "I've been wondering, too, what I could +give Ozma. It's pretty hard to decide, 'cause she's got already all +she wants, and as she's a fairy and knows a lot about magic, she could +satisfy any wish." + +"I know," returned Dorothy, "but that isn't the point. It isn't +that Ozma NEEDS anything, but that it will please her to know we've +remembered her birthday. But what shall we give her?" + +Trot shook her head in despair. + +"I've tried to think and I can't," she declared. + +"It's the same way with me," said Dorothy. + +"I know one thing that 'ud please her," remarked Cap'n Bill, turning +his round face with its fringe of whiskers toward the two girls and +staring at them with his big, light-blue eyes wide open. + +"What is it, Cap'n Bill?" + +"It's an Enchanted Flower," said he. "It's a pretty plant that +stands in a golden flower-pot an' grows all sorts o' flowers, one +after another. One minute a fine rose buds an' blooms, an' then a +tulip, an' next a chrys--chrys--" + +"--anthemum," said Dorothy, helping him. + +"That's it; and next a dahlia, an' then a daffydil, an' on all +through the range o' posies. Jus' as soon as one fades away, another +comes, of a different sort, an' the perfume from 'em is mighty snifty, +an' they keeps bloomin' night and day, year in an' year out." + +"That's wonderful!" exclaimed Dorothy. "I think Ozma would like it." + +"But where is the Magic Flower, and how can we get it?" asked Trot. + +"Dun'no, zac'ly," slowly replied Cap'n Bill. "The Glass Cat tol' me +about it only yesterday, an' said it was in some lonely place up at +the nor'east o' here. The Glass Cat goes travelin' all around Oz, you +know, an' the little critter sees a lot o' things no one else does." + +"That's true," said Dorothy, thoughtfully. "Northeast of here must +be in the Munchkin Country, and perhaps a good way off, so let's ask +the Glass Cat to tell us how to get to the Magic Flower." + +So the two girls, with Cap'n Bill stumping along on his wooden leg +after them, went out into the garden, and after some time spent in +searching, they found the Glass Cat curled up in the sunshine beside a +bush, fast sleep. + +The Glass Cat is one of the most curious creatures in all Oz. It +was made by a famous magician named Dr. Pipt before Ozma had forbidden +her subjects to work magic. Dr. Pipt had made the Glass Cat to catch +mice, but the Cat refused to catch mice and was considered more +curious than useful. + +This astonished cat was made all of glass and was so clear and +transparent that you could see through it as easily as through a +window. In the top of its head, however, was a mass of delicate pink +balls which looked like jewels but were intended for brains. It had a +heart made of blood-red ruby. The eyes were two large emeralds. But, +aside from these colors, all the rest of the animal was of clear +glass, and it had a spun-glass tail that was really beautiful. + +"Here, wake up," said Cap'n Bill. "We want to talk to you." + +Slowly the Glass Cat got upon its feed, yawned and then looked at +the three who stood before it. + +"How dare you disturb me?" it asked in a peevish voice. "You ought +to be ashamed of yourselves." + +"Never mind that," returned the Sailor. "Do you remember tellin' me +yesterday 'bout a Magic Flower in a Gold Pot?" + +"Do you think I'm a fool? Look at my brains--you can see 'em work. +Of course I remember!" said the cat. + +"Well, where can we find it?" + +"You can't. It's none of your business, anyhow. Go away and let me +sleep," advised the Glass Cat. + +"Now, see here," said Dorothy; "we want the Magic Flower to give to +Ozma on her birthday. You'd be glad to please Ozma, wouldn't you?" + +"I'm not sure," replied the creature. "Why should I want +to please anybody?" + +"You've got a heart, 'cause I can see it inside of you," said Trot. + +"Yes; it's a pretty heart, and I'm fond of it," said the cat, +twisting around to view its own body. "But it's made from a ruby, and +it's hard as nails." + +"Aren't you good for ANYthing?" asked Trot. + +"Yes, I'm pretty to look at, and that's more than can be said of +you," retorted the creature. + +Trot laughed at this, and Dorothy, who understood the Glass Cat +pretty well, said soothingly: + +"You are indeed beautiful, and if you can tell Cap'n Bill where to +find the Magic Flower, all the people in Oz will praise your +cleverness. The Flower will belong to Ozma, but everyone will know +the Glass Cat discovered it." + +This was the kind of praise the crystal creature liked. + +"Well," it said, while the pink brains rolled around, "I found the +Magic Flower way up in the north of the Munchkin Country where few +people live or ever go. There's a river there that flows through a +forest, and in the middle of the forest there is a small island on +which stands the gold pot in which grows the Magic Flower." + +"How did you get to the island?" asked Dorothy. "Glass cats can't swim." + +"No, but I'm not afraid of water," was the reply. "I just walked +across the river on the bottom." + +"Under the water?" exclaimed Trot. + +The cat gave her a scornful look. + +"How could I walk OVER the water on the BOTTOM of the river? If you +were transparent, anyone could see YOUR brains were not working. But +I'm sure you could never find the place alone. It has always been +hidden from the Oz people." + +"But you, with your fine pink brains, could find it again, I +s'pose," remarked Dorothy. + +"Yes; and if you want that Magic Flower for Ozma, I'll go with you +and show you the way." + +"That's lovely of you!" declared Dorothy. "Trot and Cap'n Bill will +go with you, for this is to be their birthday present to Ozma. While +you're gone I'll have to find something else to give her." + +"All right. Come on, then, Cap'n," said the Glass Cat, starting to +move away. + +"Wait a minute," begged Trot. "How long will we be gone?" + +"Oh, about a week." + +"Then I'll put some things in a basket to take with us," said the +girl, and ran into the palace to make her preparations for the journey. + + + +6. Ozma's Birthday Presents + + +When Cap'n Bill and Trot and the Glass Cat had started for the +hidden island in the far-off river to get the Magic Flower, Dorothy +wondered again what she could give Ozma on her birthday. She met the +Patchwork Girl and said: + +"What are you going to give Ozma for a birthday present?" + +"I've written a song for her," answered the strange Patchwork Girl, +who went by the name of "Scraps," and who, through stuffed with +cotton, had a fair assortment of mixed brains. "It's a splendid song +and the chorus runs this way: + + +I am crazy; +You're a daisy, + Ozma dear; +I'm demented; +You're contented, + Ozma dear; +I am patched and gay and glary; +You're a sweet and lovely fairy; +May your birthdays all be happy, + Ozma dear!" + + +"How do you like it, Dorothy?" inquired the Patchwork Girl. + +"Is it good poetry, Scraps?" asked Dorothy, doubtfully. + +"It's as good as any ordinary song," was the reply. "I have given +it a dandy title, too. I shall call the song: 'When Ozma Has a +Birthday, Everybody's Sure to Be Gay, for She Cannot Help the Fact +That She Was Born.'" + +"That's a pretty long title, Scraps," said Dorothy. + +"That makes it stylish," replied the Patchwork Girl, turning a +somersault and alighting on one stuffed foot. "Now-a-days the titles +are sometimes longer than the songs." + +Dorothy left her and walked slowly toward the place, where she met +the Tin Woodman just going up the front steps. + +"What are you going to give Ozma on her birthday?" she asked. + +"It's a secret, but I'll tell you," replied the Tin Woodman, who was +Emperor of the Winkies. "I am having my people make Ozma a lovely +girdle set with beautiful tin nuggets. Each tin nugget will be +surrounded by a circle of emeralds, just to set it off to good advantage. +The clasp of the girdle will be pure tin! Won't that be fine?" + +"I'm sure she'll like it," said Dorothy. "Do you know what I can +give her?" + +"I haven't the slightest idea, Dorothy. It took me three months to +think of my own present for Ozma." + +The girl walked thoughtfully around to the back of the palace, and +presently came upon the famous Scarecrow of Oz, who has having two of +the palace servants stuff his legs with fresh straw. + +"What are you going to give Ozma on her birthday?" asked Dorothy. + +"I want to surprise her," answered the Scarecrow. + +"I won't tell," promised Dorothy. + +"Well, I'm having some straw slippers made for her--all straw, mind +you, and braided very artistically. Ozma has always admired my straw +filling, so I'm sure she'll be pleased with these lovely straw slippers." + +"Ozma will be pleased with anything her loving friends give her," +said the girl. "What I'M worried about, Scarecrow, is what to give +Ozma that she hasn't got already." + +"That's what worried me, until I thought of the slippers," said the +Scarecrow. "You'll have to THINK, Dorothy; that's the only way to get +a good idea. If I hadn't such wonderful brains, I'd never have +thought of those straw foot-decorations." + +Dorothy left him and went to her room, where she sat down and tried +to think hard. A Pink Kitten was curled up on the window-sill and +Dorothy asked her: + +"What can I give Ozma for her birthday present?" + +"Oh, give her some milk," replied the Pink Kitten; "that's the +nicest thing I know of." + +A fuzzy little black dog had squatted down at Dorothy's feet and now +looked up at her with intelligent eyes. + +"Tell me, Toto," said the girl; "what would Ozma like best for a +birthday present?" + +The little black dog wagged his tail. + +"Your love," said he. "Ozma wants to be loved more than anything else." + +"But I already love her, Toto!" + +"Then tell her you love her twice as much as you ever did before." + +"That wouldn't be true," objected Dorothy, "for I've always loved +her as much as I could, and, really, Toto, I want to give Ozma some +PRESENT, 'cause everyone else will give her a present." + +"Let me see," said Toto. "How would it be to give her that useless +Pink Kitten?" + +"No, Toto; that wouldn't do." + +"Then six kisses." + +"No; that's no present." + +"Well, I guess you'll have to figure it out for yourself, Dorothy," +said the little dog. "To MY notion you're more particular than Ozma +will be." + +Dorothy decided that if anyone could help her it would be Glinda the +Good, the wonderful Sorceress of Oz who was Ozma's faithful subject +and friend. But Glinda's castle was in the Quadling Country and quite +a journey from the Emerald City. + +So the little girl went to Ozma and asked permission to use the Wooden +Sawhorse and the royal Red Wagon to pay a visit to Glinda, and the girl +Ruler kissed Princess Dorothy and graciously granted permission. + +The Wooden Sawhorse was one of the most remarkable creatures in Oz. +Its body was a small log and its legs were limbs of trees stuck in the +body. Its eyes were knots, its mouth was sawed in the end of the log +and its ears were two chips. A small branch had been left at the rear +end of the log to serve as a tail. + +Ozma herself, during one of her early adventures, had brought this +wooden horse to life, and so she was much attached to the queer animal +and had shod the bottoms of its wooden legs with plates of gold so +they would not wear out. The Sawhorse was a swift and willing +traveler, and though it could talk if need arose, it seldom said +anything unless spoken to. When the Sawhorse was harnessed to the Red +Wagon there were no reins to guide him because all that was needed was +to tell him where to go. + +Dorothy now told him to go to Glinda's Castle and the Sawhorse +carried her there with marvelous speed. + +"Glinda," said Dorothy, when she had been greeted by the Sorceress, +who was tall and stately, with handsome and dignified features and +dressed in a splendid and becoming gown, "what are you going to give +Ozma for a birthday present?" + +The Sorceress smiled and answered: + +"Come into my patio and I will show you." + +So they entered a place that was surrounded by the wings of the +great castle but had no roof, and was filled with flowers and +fountains and exquisite statuary and many settees and chairs of +polished marble or filigree gold. Here there were gathered fifty +beautiful young girls, Glinda's handmaids, who had been selected from +all parts of the Land of Oz on account of their wit and beauty and sweet +dispositions. It was a great honor to be made one of Glinda's handmaidens. + +When Dorothy followed the Sorceress into this delightful patio all +the fifty girls were busily weaving, and their shuttles were filled +with a sparkling green spun glass such as the little girl had never +seen before. + +"What is it, Glinda?" she asked. + +"One of my recent discoveries," explained the Sorceress. "I have +found a way to make threads from emeralds, by softening the stones and +then spinning them into long, silken strands. With these emerald +threads we are weaving cloth to make Ozma a splendid court gown for +her birthday. You will notice that the threads have all the beautiful +glitter and luster of the emeralds from which they are made, and so +Ozma's new dress will be the most magnificent the world has ever seen, +and quite fitting for our lovely Ruler of the Fairyland of Oz." + +Dorothy's eyes were fairly dazed by the brilliance of the emerald +cloth, some of which the girls had already woven. + +"I've never seen ANYthing so beautiful!" she said, with a sigh. +"But tell me, Glinda, what can I give our lovely Ozma on her birthday?" + +The good Sorceress considered this question for a long time before +she replied. Finally she said: + +"Of course there will be a grand feast at the Royal Palace on Ozma's +birthday, and all our friends will be present. So I suggest that you +make a fine big birthday cake of Ozma, and surround it with candles." + +"Oh, just a CAKE!" exclaimed Dorothy, in disappointment. + +"Nothing is nicer for a birthday," said the Sorceress. + +"How many candles should there be on the cake?" asked the girl. + +"Just a row of them," replied Glinda, "for no one knows how old Ozma +is, although she appears to us to be just a young girl--as fresh and +fair as if she had lived but a few years." + +"A cake doesn't seem like much of a present," Dorothy asserted. + +"Make it a surprise cake," suggested the Sorceress. "Don't you +remember the four and twenty blackbirds that were baked in a pie? +Well, you need not use live blackbirds in your cake, but you could +have some surprise of a different sort." + +"Like what?" questioned Dorothy, eagerly. + +"If I told you, it wouldn't be YOUR present to Ozma, but MINE," +answered the Sorceress, with a smile. "Think it over, my dear, and I +am sure you can originate a surprise that will add greatly to the joy +and merriment of Ozma's birthday banquet." + +Dorothy thanked her friend and entered the Red Wagon and told the +Sawhorse to take her back home to the palace in the Emerald City. + +On the way she thought the matter over seriously of making a +surprise birthday cake and finally decided what to do. + +As soon as she reached home, she went to the Wizard of Oz, who had a +room fitted up in one of the high towers of the palace, where he +studied magic so as to be able to perform such wizardry as Ozma +commanded him to do for the welfare of her subjects. + +The Wizard and Dorothy were firm friends and had enjoyed many +strange adventures together. He was a little man with a bald head and +sharp eyes and a round, jolly face, and because he was neither haughty +nor proud he had become a great favorite with the Oz people. + +"Wizard," said Dorothy, "I want you to help me fix up a present for +Ozma's birthday." + +"I'll be glad to do anything for you and for Ozma," he answered. +"What's on your mind, Dorothy?" + +"I'm going to make a great cake, with frosting and candles, and all +that, you know." + +"Very good," said the Wizard. + +"In the center of this cake I'm going to leave a hollow place, with +just a roof of the frosting over it," continued the girl. + +"Very good," repeated the Wizard, nodding his bald head. + +"In that hollow place," said Dorothy, "I want to hide a lot of +monkeys about three inches high, and after the cake is placed on the +banquet table, I want the monkeys to break through the frosting and +dance around on the table-cloth. Then, I want each monkey to cut out +a piece of cake and hand it to a guest." + +"Mercy me!" cried the little Wizard, as he chuckled with laughter. +"Is that ALL you want, Dorothy?" + +"Almost," said she. "Can you think of anything more the little +monkeys can do, Wizard?" + +"Not just now," he replied. "But where will you get such tiny monkeys?" + +"That's where you're to help me," said Dorothy. "In some of those +wild forests in the Gillikin Country are lots of monkeys." + +"Big ones," said the Wizard. + +"Well, you and I will go there, and we'll get some of the big +monkeys, and you will make them small--just three inches high--by +means of your magic, and we'll put the little monkeys all in a basket +and bring them home with us. Then you'll train them to dance--up here +in your room, where no one can see them--and on Ozma's birthday we'll +put 'em into the cake and they'll know by that time just what to do." + +The Wizard looked at Dorothy with admiring approval, and chuckled again. + +"That's really clever, my dear," he said, "and I see no reason why +we can't do it, just the way you say, if only we can get the wild +monkeys to agree to it." + +"Do you think they'll object?" asked the girl. + +"Yes; but perhaps we can argue them into it. Anyhow it's worth +trying, and I'll help you if you'll agree to let this Surprise Cake be +a present to Ozma from you and me together. I've been wondering what +I could give Ozma, and as I've got to train the monkeys as well as +make them small, I think you ought to make me your partner." + +"Of course," said Dorothy; "I'll be glad to do so." + +"Then it's a bargain," declared the Wizard. "We must go to seek +those monkeys at once, however, for it will take time to train them and +we'll have to travel a good way to the Gillikin forests where they live." + +"I'm ready to go any time," agreed Dorothy. "Shall we ask Ozma to +let us take the Sawhorse?" + +The Wizard did not answer that at once. He took time to think of +the suggestion. + +"No," he answered at length, "the Red Wagon couldn't get through the +thick forests and there's some danger to us in going into the wild +places to search for monkeys. So I propose we take the Cowardly Lion +and the Hungry Tiger. We can ride on their backs as well as in the +Red Wagon, and if there is danger to us from other beasts, these two +friendly champions will protect us from all harm." + +"That's a splendid idea!" exclaimed Dorothy. "Let's go now and ask +the Hungry Tiger and the Cowardly Lion if they will help us. Shall we +ask Ozma if we can go?" + +"I think not," said the Wizard, getting his hat and his black bag of +magic tools. "This is to be a surprise for her birthday, and so she +mustn't know where we're going. We'll just leave word, in case Ozma +inquires for us, that we'll be back in a few days." + + + +7. The Forest of Gugu + + +In the central western part of the Gillikin Country is a great +tangle of trees called Gugu Forest. It is the biggest forest in all +Oz and stretches miles and miles in every direction--north, south, +east and west. Adjoining it on the east side is a range of rugged +mountains covered with underbrush and small twisted trees. You can +find this place by looking at the Map of the Land of Oz. + +Gugu Forest is the home of most of the wild beasts that inhabit Oz. +These are seldom disturbed in their leafy haunts because there is no +reason why Oz people should go there, except on rare occasions, and +most parts of the forest have never been seen by any eyes but the eyes +of the beasts who make their home there. The biggest beasts inhabit +the great forest, while the smaller ones live mostly in the mountain +underbrush at the east. + +Now, you must know that there are laws in the forests, as well as in +every other place, and these laws are made by the beasts themselves, +and are necessary to keep them from fighting and tearing one another +to pieces. In Gugu Forest there is a King--an enormous yellow leopard +called "Gugu"--after whom the forest is named. And this King has +three other beasts to advise him in keeping the laws and maintaining +order--Bru the Bear, Loo the Unicorn and Rango the Gray Ape--who are +known as the King's Counselors. All these are fierce and ferocious +beasts, and hold their high offices because they are more intelligent +and more feared then their fellows. + +Since Oz became a fairyland, no man, woman or child ever dies in +that land nor is anyone ever sick. Likewise the beasts of the forests +never die, so that long years add to their cunning and wisdom, as well +as to their size and strength. It is possible for beasts--or even +people--to be destroyed, but the task is so difficult that it is +seldom attempted. Because it is free from sickness and death is one +reason why Oz is a fairyland, but it is doubtful whether those who +come to Oz from the outside world, as Dorothy and Button-Bright and +Trot and Cap'n Bill and the Wizard did, will live forever or cannot be +injured. Even Ozma is not sure about this, and so the guests of Ozma +from other lands are always carefully protected from any danger, so as +to be on the safe side. + +In spite of the laws of the forests there are often fights among the +beasts; some of them have lost an eye or an ear or even had a leg torn +off. The King and the King's Counselors always punish those who start +a fight, but so fierce is the nature of some beasts that they will at +times fight in spite of laws and punishment. + +Over this vast, wild Forest of Gugu flew two eagles, one morning, +and near the center of the jungle the eagles alighted on a branch of a +tall tree. + +"Here is the place for us to begin our work," said one, who was +Ruggedo, the Nome. + +"Do many beasts live here?" asked Kiki Aru, the other eagle. + +"The forest is full of them," said the Nome. "There are enough +beasts right here to enable us to conquer the people of Oz, if we can +get them to consent to join us. To do that, we must go among them +and tell them our plans, so we must now decide on what shapes we had +better assume while in the forest." + +"I suppose we must take the shapes of beasts?" said Kiki. + +"Of course. But that requires some thought. All kinds of beasts +live here, and a yellow leopard is King. If we become leopards, the +King will be jealous of us. If we take the forms of some of the other +beasts, we shall not command proper respect." + +"I wonder if the beasts will attack us?" asked Kiki. + +"I'm a Nome, and immortal, so nothing can hurt me," replied Ruggedo. + +"I was born in the Land of Oz, so nothing can hurt me," said Kiki. + +"But, in order to carry out our plans, we must win the favor of all +the animals of the forest." + +"Then what shall we do?" asked Kiki. + +"Let us mix the shapes of several beasts, so we will not look like +any one of them," proposed the wily old Nome. "Let us have the heads +of lions, the bodies of monkeys, the wings of eagles and the tails of +wild asses, with knobs of gold on the end of them instead of bunches +of hair." + +"Won't that make a queer combination?" inquired Kiki. + +"The queerer the better," declared Ruggedo. + +"All right," said Kiki. "You stay here, and I'll fly away to +another tree and transform us both, and then we'll climb down our +trees and meet in the forest." + +"No," said the Nome, "we mustn't separate. You must transform us +while we are together." + +"I won't do that," asserted Kiki, firmly. "You're trying to get my +secret, and I won't let you." + +The eyes of the other eagle flashed angrily, but Ruggedo did not +dare insist. If he offended this boy, he might have to remain an +eagle always and he wouldn't like that. Some day he hoped to be able +to learn the secret word of the magical transformations, but just now +he must let Kiki have his own way. + +"All right," he said gruffly; "do as you please." + +So Kiki flew to a tree that was far enough distant so that Ruggedo +could not overhear him and said: "I want Ruggedo, the Nome, and myself +to have the heads of lions, the bodies of monkeys, the wings of eagles +and the tails of wild asses, with knobs of gold on the ends of them +instead of bunches of hair--Pyrzqxgl!" + +He pronounced the magic word in the proper manner and at once his +form changed to the one he had described. He spread his eagle's wings +and finding they were strong enough to support his monkey body and +lion head he flew swiftly to the tree where he had left Ruggedo. The +Nome was also transformed and was climbing down the tree because the +branches all around him were so thickly entwined that there was no +room between them to fly. + +Kiki quickly joined his comrade and it did not take them long to +reach the ground. + + + +8. The Li-Mon-Eags Make Trouble + + +There had been trouble in the Forest of Gugu that morning. Chipo +the Wild Boar had bitten the tail off Arx the Giraffe while the latter +had his head among the leaves of a tree, eating his breakfast. Arx +kicked with his heels and struck Tirrip, the great Kangaroo, who had a +new baby in her pouch. Tirrip knew it was the Wild Boar's fault, so +she knocked him over with one powerful blow and then ran away to +escape Chipo's sharp tusks. In the chase that followed a giant +porcupine stuck fifty sharp quills into the Boar and a chimpanzee in +a tree threw a cocoanut at the porcupine that jammed its head into +its body. + +All this was against the Laws of the Forest, and when the excitement +was over, Gugu the Leopard King called his royal Counselors together +to decide how best to punish the offenders. + +The four lords of the forest were holding solemn council in a small +clearing when they saw two strange beasts approaching them--beasts the +like of which they had never seen before. + +Not one of the four, however, relaxed his dignity or showed by a +movement that he was startled. The great Leopard crouched at full +length upon a fallen tree-trunk. Bru the Bear sat on his haunches +before the King; Rango the Gray Ape stood with his muscular arms +folded, and Loo the Unicorn reclined, much as a horse does, between +his fellow-councillors. With one consent they remained silent, eyeing +with steadfast looks the intruders, who were making their way into +their forest domain. + +"Well met, Brothers!" said one of the strange beasts, coming to a halt +beside the group, while his comrade with hesitation lagged behind. + +"We are not brothers," returned the Gray Ape, sternly. "Who are +you, and how came you in the forest of Gugu?" + +"We are two Li-Mon-Eags," said Ruggedo, inventing the name. "Our +home is in Sky Island, and we have come to earth to warn the forest +beasts that the people of Oz are about to make war upon them and +enslave them, so that they will become beasts of burden forever after +and obey only the will of their two-legged masters." + +A low roar of anger arose from the Council of Beasts. + +"WHO'S going to do that?" asked Loo the Unicorn, in a high, squeaky +voice, at the same time rising to his feet. + +"The people of Oz," said Ruggedo. + +"But what will WE be doing?" inquired the Unicorn. + +"That's what I've come to talk to you about." + +"You needn't talk! We'll fight the Oz people!" screamed the Unicorn. +"We'll smash 'em; we'll trample 'em; we'll gore 'em; we'll--" + +"Silence!" growled Gugu the King, and Loo obeyed, although still +trembling with wrath. The cold, steady gaze of the Leopard wandered +over the two strange beasts. "The people of Oz," said he, "have not +been our friends; they have not been our enemies. They have let us +alone, and we have let them alone. There is no reason for war between +us. They have no slaves. They could not use us as slaves if they +should conquer us. I think you are telling us lies, you strange +Li-Mon-Eag--you mixed-up beast who are neither one thing nor another." + +"Oh, on my word, it's the truth!" protested the Nome in the beast's +shape. "I wouldn't lie for the world; I--" + +"Silence!" again growled Gugu the King; and somehow, even Ruggedo +was abashed and obeyed the edict. + +"What do you say, Bru?" asked the King, turning to the great Bear, +who had until now said nothing. + +"How does the Mixed Beast know that what he says is true?" +asked the Bear. + +"Why, I can fly, you know, having the wings of an Eagle," explained +the Nome. "I and my comrade yonder," turning to Kiki, "flew to a +grove in Oz, and there we heard the people telling how they will make +many ropes to snare you beasts, and then they will surround this +forest, and all other forests, and make you prisoners. So we came +here to warn you, for being beasts ourselves, although we live in the +sky, we are your friends." + +The Leopard's lip curled and showed his enormous teeth, sharp as +needles. He turned to the Gray Ape. + +"What do YOU think, Rango?" he asked. + +"Send these mixed beasts away, Your Majesty," replied the Gray Ape. +"They are mischief-makers." + +"Don't do that--don't do that!" cried the Unicorn, nervously. "The +stranger said he would tell us what to do. Let him tell us, then. +Are we fools, not to heed a warning?" + +Gugu the King turned to Ruggedo. + +"Speak, Stranger," he commanded. + +"Well," said the Nome, "it's this way: The Land of Oz is a fine +country. The people of Oz have many good things--houses with soft +beds, all sorts of nice-tasting food, pretty clothes, lovely jewels, +and many other things that beasts know nothing of. Here in the dark +forests the poor beasts have hard work to get enough to eat and to +find a bed to rest in. But the beasts are better than the people, and +why should they not have all the good things the people have? So I +propose that before the Oz people have the time to make all those +ropes to snare you with, that all we beasts get together and march +against the Oz people and capture them. Then the beasts will become +the masters and the people their slaves." + +"What good would that do us?" asked Bru the Bear. + +"It would save you from slavery, for one thing, and you could enjoy +all the fine things of Oz people have." + +"Beasts wouldn't know what to do with the things people use," said +the Gray Ape. + +"But this is only part of my plan," insisted the Nome. "Listen to +the rest of it. We two Li-Mon-Eags are powerful magicians. When you +have conquered the Oz people we will transform them all into beasts, +and send them to the forests to live, and we will transform all the +beasts into people, so they can enjoy all the wonderful delights of +the Emerald City." + +For a moment no beast spoke. Then the King said: "Prove it." + +"Prove what?" asked Ruggedo. + +"Prove that you can transform us. If you are a magician transform +the Unicorn into a man. Then we will believe you. If you fail, we +will destroy you." + +"All right," said the Nome. "But I'm tired, so I'll let my comrade +make the transformation." + +Kiki Aru had stood back from the circle, but he had heard all that +was said. He now realized that he must make good Ruggedo's boast, so +he retreated to the edge of the clearing and whispered the magic word. + +Instantly the Unicorn became a fat, chubby little man, dressed in +the purple Gillikin costume, and it was hard to tell which was the +more astonished, the King, the Bear, the Ape or the former Unicorn. + +"It's true!" shorted the man-beast. "Good gracious, look what I am! +It's wonderful!" + +The King of Beasts now addressed Ruggedo in a more friendly tone. + +"We must believe your story, since you have given us proof of your +power," said he. "But why, if you are so great a magician, cannot you +conquer the Oz people without our help, and so save us the trouble?" + +"Alas!" replied the crafty old Nome, "no magician is able to do +everything. The transformations are easy to us because we are +Li-Mon-Eags, but we cannot fight, or conquer even such weak creatures +as the Oz people. But we will stay with you and advise and help you, +and we will transform all the Oz people into beasts, when the time +comes, and all the beasts into people." + +Gugu the King turned to his Counselors. + +"How shall we answer this friendly stranger?" he asked. + +Loo the former Unicorn was dancing around and cutting capers like a clown. + +"On my word, your Majesty," he said, "this being a man is more fun +than being a Unicorn." + +"You look like a fool," said the Gray Ape. + +"Well, I FEEL fine!" declared the man-beast. + +"I think I prefer to be a Bear," said Big Bru. "I was born a Bear, +and I know a Bear's ways. So I am satisfied to live as a Bear lives." + +"That," said the old Nome, "is because you know nothing better. +When we have conquered the Oz people, and you become a man, you'll be +glad of it." + +The immense Leopard rested his chin on the log and seemed thoughtful. + +"The beasts of the forest must decide this matter for themselves," +he said. "Go you, Rango the Gray Ape, and tell your monkey tribe to +order all the forest beasts to assemble in the Great Clearing at +sunrise to-morrow. When all are gathered together, this mixed-up Beast +who is a magician shall talk to them and tell them what he has told +us. Then, if they decide to fight the Oz people, who have declared +war on us, I will lead the beasts to battle." + +Rango the Gray Ape turned at once and glided swiftly through the +forest on his mission. The Bear gave a grunt and walked away. Gugu +the King rose and stretched himself. Then he said to Ruggedo: "Meet us +at sunrise to-morrow," and with stately stride vanished among the trees. + +The man-unicorn, left alone with the strangers, suddenly stopped his +foolish prancing. + +"You'd better make me a Unicorn again," he said. "I like being a +man, but the forest beasts won't know I'm their friend, Loo, and they +might tear me in pieces before morning." + +So Kiki changed him back to his former shape, and the Unicorn +departed to join his people. + +Ruggedo the Nome was much pleased with his success. + +"To-morrow," he said to Kiki Aru, "we'll win over these beasts and +set them to fight and conquer the Oz people. Then I will have my +revenge on Ozma and Dorothy and all the rest of my enemies." + +"But I am doing all the work," said Kiki. + +"Never mind; you're going to be King of Oz," promised Ruggedo. + +"Will the big Leopard let me be King?" asked the boy anxiously. + +The Nome came close to him and whispered: + +"If Gugu the Leopard opposes us, you will transform him into a tree, +and then he will be helpless." + +"Of course," agreed Kiki, and he said to himself: "I shall also +transform this deceitful Nome into a tree, for he lies and I cannot +trust him." + + + +9. The Isle of the Magic Flower + + +The Glass Cat was a good guide and led Trot and Cap'n Bill by +straight and easy paths through all the settled part of the +Munchkin Country, and then into the north section where there +were few houses, and finally through a wild country where there +were no houses or paths at all. But the walking was not +difficult and at last they came to the edge of a forest and +stopped there to make camp and sleep until morning. + +From branches of trees Cap'n Bill made a tiny house that was +just big enough for the little girl to crawl into and lie down. +But first they ate some of the food Trot had carried in the basket. + +"Don't you want some, too?" she asked the Glass Cat. + +"No," answered the creature. + +"I suppose you'll hunt around an' catch a mouse," remarked +Cap'n Bill. + +"Me? Catch a mouse! Why should I do that?" inquired the Glass Cat. + +"Why, then you could eat it," said the sailor-man. + +"I beg to inform you," returned the crystal tabby, "that I do +not eat mice. Being transparent, so anyone can see through me, +I'd look nice, wouldn't I, with a common mouse inside me? But +the fact is that I haven't any stomach or other machinery that +would permit me to eat things. The careless magician who made me +didn't think I'd need to eat, I suppose." + +"Don't you ever get hungry or thirsty?" asked Trot. + +"Never. I don't complain, you know, at the way I'm made, for +I've never yet seen any living thing as beautiful as I am. I +have the handsomest brains in the world. They're pink, and you +can see 'em work." + +"I wonder," said Trot thoughtfully, as she ate her bread and +jam, "if MY brains whirl around in the same way yours do." + +"No; not the same way, surely," returned the Glass Cat; "for, +in that case, they'd be as good as MY brains, except that they're +hidden under a thick, boney skull." + +"Brains," remarked Cap'n Bill, "is of all kinds and work +different ways. But I've noticed that them as thinks that their +brains is best is often mistook." + +Trot was a little disturbed by sounds from the forest, that +night, for many beasts seemed prowling among the trees, but she +was confident Cap'n Bill would protect her from harm. And in +fact, no beast ventured from the forest to attack them. + +At daybreak they were up again, and after a simple breakfast +Cap'n Bill said to the Glass Cat: + +"Up anchor, Mate, and let's forge ahead. I don't suppose we're +far from that Magic Flower, are we?" + +"Not far," answered the transparent one, as it led the way into +the forest, "but it may take you some time to get to it." + +Before long they reached the bank of a river. It was not very +wide, at this place, but as they followed the banks in a +northerly direction it gradually broadened. + +Suddenly the blue-green leaves of the trees changed to a purple +hue, and Trot noticed this and said: + +"I wonder what made the colors change like that?" + +"It's because we have left the Munchkin Country and entered the +Gillikin Country," explained the Glass Cat. "Also it's a sign +our journey is nearly ended." + +The river made a sudden turn, and after the travelers had +passed around the bend, they saw that the stream had now become +as broad as a small lake, and in the center of the Lake they +beheld a little island, not more than fifty feet in extent, +either way. Something glittered in the middle of this tiny +island, and the Glass Cat paused on the bank and said: + +"There is the gold flower-pot containing the Magic Flower, +which is very curious and beautiful. If you can get to the island, +your task is ended--except to carry the thing home with you." + +Cap'n Bill looked at the broad expanse of water and began to +whistle a low, quavering tune. Trot knew that the whistle meant +that Cap'n Bill was thinking, and the old sailor didn't look at +the island as much as he looked at the trees upon the bank where +they stood. Presently he took from the big pocket of his coat an +axe-blade, wound in an old cloth to keep the sharp edge from +cutting his clothing. Then, with a large pocket knife, he cut a +small limb from a tree and whittled it into a handle for his axe. + +"Sit down, Trot," he advised the girl, as he worked. "I've got +quite a job ahead of me now, for I've got to build us a raft." + +"What do we need a raft for, Cap'n?" + +"Why, to take us to the island. We can't walk under water, in +the river bed, as the Glass Cat did, so we must float atop the water." + +"Can you make a raft, Cap'n Bill?" + +"O' course, Trot, if you give me time." + +The little girl sat down on a log and gazed at the Island of +the Magic Flower. Nothing else seemed to grow on the tiny isle. +There was no tree, no shrub, no grass, even, as far as she could +make out from that distance. But the gold pot glittered in the +rays of the sun, and Trot could catch glimpses of glowing colors +above it, as the Magic Flower changed from one sort to another. + +"When I was here before," remarked the Glass Cat, lazily +reclining at the girl's feet, "I saw two Kalidahs on this very +bank, where they had come to drink." + +"What are Kalidahs?" asked the girl. + +"The most powerful and ferocious beasts in all Oz. This forest +is their especial home, and so there are few other beasts to be +found except monkeys. The monkeys are spry enough to keep out of +the way of the fierce Kalidahs, which attack all other animals +and often fight among themselves." + +"Did they try to fight you when you saw 'em?" asked Trot, +getting very much excited. + +"Yes. They sprang upon me in an instant; but I lay flat on the +ground, so I wouldn't get my legs broken by the great weight of +the beasts, and when they tried to bite me I laughed at them and +jeered them until they were frantic with rage, for they nearly +broke their teeth on my hard glass. So, after a time, they +discovered they could not hurt me, and went away. It was great fun." + +"I hope they don't come here again to drink,--not while we're +here, anyhow," returned the girl, "for I'm not made of glass, nor +is Cap'n Bill, and if those bad beasts bit us, we'd get hurt." + +Cap'n Bill was cutting from the trees some long stakes, making +them sharp at one end and leaving a crotch at the other end. +These were to bind the logs of his raft together. He had +fashioned several and was just finishing another when the Glass +Cat cried: "Look out! There's a Kalidah coming toward us." + +Trot jumped up, greatly frightened, and looked at the terrible +animal as if fascinated by its fierce eyes, for the Kalidah was +looking at her, too, and its look wasn't at all friendly. But +Cap'n Bill called to her: "Wade into the river, Trot, up to your +knees--an' stay there!" and she obeyed him at once. The +sailor-man hobbled forward, the stake in one hand and his axe in +the other, and got between the girl and the beast, which sprang +upon him with a growl of defiance. + +Cap'n Bill moved pretty slowly, sometimes, but now he was quick +as could be. As the Kalidah sprang toward him he stuck out his +wooden leg and the point of it struck the beast between the eyes +and sent it rolling upon the ground. Before it could get upon +its feet again the sailor pushed the sharp stake right through +its body and then with the flat side of the axe he hammered the +stake as far into the ground as it would go. By this means he +captured the great beast and made it harmless, for try as it +would, it could not get away from the stake that held it. + +Cap'n Bill knew he could not kill the Kalidah, for no living +thing in Oz can be killed, so he stood back and watched the beast +wriggle and growl and paw the earth with its sharp claws, and +then, satisfied it could not escape, he told Trot to come out of +the water again and dry her wet shoes and stockings in the sun. + +"Are you sure he can't get away?" she asked. + +"I'd bet a cookie on it," said Cap'n Bill, so Trot came ashore +and took off her shoes and stockings and laid them on the log to +dry, while the sailor-man resumed his work on the raft. + +The Kalidah, realizing after many struggles that it could not +escape, now became quiet, but it said in a harsh, snarling voice: + +"I suppose you think you're clever, to pin me to the ground in this +manner. But when my friends, the other Kalidahs, come here, they'll +tear you to pieces for treating me this way." + +"P'raps," remarked Cap'n Bill, coolly, as he chopped at the logs, +"an' p'raps not. When are your folks comin' here?" + +"I don't know," admitted the Kalidah. "But when they DO come, you +can't escape them." + +"If they hold off long enough, I'll have my raft ready," said Cap'n Bill. + +"What are you going to do with a raft?" inquired the beast. + +"We're goin' over to that island, to get the Magic Flower." + +The huge beast looked at him in surprise a moment, and then it began +to laugh. The laugh was a good deal like a roar, and it had a cruel +and derisive sound, but it was a laugh nevertheless. + +"Good!" said the Kalidah. "Good! Very good! I'm glad you're going +to get the Magic Flower. But what will you do with it?" + +"We're going to take it to Ozma, as a present on her birthday." + +The Kalidah laughed again; then it became sober. "If you get to the +land on your raft before my people can catch you," it said, "you will +be safe from us. We can swim like ducks, so the girl couldn't have +escaped me by getting into the water; but Kalidahs don't go to that +island over there." + +"Why not?" asked Trot. + +The beast was silent. + +"Tell us the reason," urged Cap'n Bill. + +"Well, it's the Isle of the Magic Flower," answered the Kalidah, +"and we don't care much for magic. If you hadn't had a magic leg, +instead of a meat one, you couldn't have knocked me over so easily and +stuck this wooden pin through me." + +"I've been to the Magic Isle," said the Glass Cat, "and I've watched +the Magic Flower bloom, and I'm sure it's too pretty to be left in +that lonely place where only beasts prowl around it and no else sees +it. So we're going to take it away to the Emerald City." + +"I don't care," the beast replied in a surly tone. "We Kalidahs +would be just as contented if there wasn't a flower in our forest. +What good are the things anyhow?" + +"Don't you like pretty things?" asked Trot. + +"No." + +"You ought to admire my pink brains, anyhow," declared the Glass +Cat. "They're beautiful and you can see 'em work." + +The beast only growled in reply, and Cap'n Bill, having now cut all +his logs to a proper size, began to roll them to the water's edge and +fasten them together. + + + +10. Stuck Fast + + +The day was nearly gone when, at last, the raft was ready. + +"It ain't so very big," said the old sailor, "but I don't weigh +much, an' you, Trot, don't weigh half as much as I do, an' the glass +pussy don't count." + +"But it's safe, isn't it?" inquired the girl. + +"Yes; it's good enough to carry us to the island an' back again, an' +that's about all we can expect of it." + +Saying this, Cap'n Bill pushed the raft into the water, and when it +was afloat, stepped upon it and held out his hand to Trot, who quickly +followed him. The Glass Cat boarded the raft last of all. + +The sailor had cut a long pole, and had also whittled a flat paddle, +and with these he easily propelled the raft across the river. As they +approached the island, the Wonderful Flower became more plainly +visible, and they quickly decided that the Glass Cat had not praised +it too highly. The colors of the flowers that bloomed in quick +succession were strikingly bright and beautiful, and the shapes of the +blossoms were varied and curious. Indeed, they did not resemble +ordinary flowers at all. + +So intently did Trot and Cap'n Bill gaze upon the Golden Flower-pot +that held the Magic Flower that they scarcely noticed the island +itself until the raft beached upon its sands. But then the girl +exclaimed: "How funny it is, Cap'n Bill, that nothing else grows here +excep' the Magic Flower." + +Then the sailor glanced at the island and saw that it was all bare +ground, without a weed, a stone or a blade of grass. Trot, eager to +examine the Flower closer, sprang from the raft and ran up the bank +until she reached the Golden Flower-pot. Then she stood beside it +motionless and filled with wonder. Cap'n Bill joined her, coming more +leisurely, and he, too, stood in silent admiration for a time. + +"Ozma will like this," remarked the Glass Cat, sitting down to watch +the shifting hues of the flowers. "I'm sure she won't have as fine a +birthday present from anyone else." + +"Do you 'spose it's very heavy, Cap'n? And can we get it home +without breaking it?" asked Trot anxiously. + +"Well, I've lifted many bigger things than that," he replied; "but +let's see what it weighs." + +He tried to take a step forward, but could not lift his meat foot +from the ground. His wooden leg seemed free enough, but the other +would not budge. + +"I seem stuck, Trot," he said, with a perplexed look at his foot. +"It ain't mud, an' it ain't glue, but somethin's holdin' me down." + +The girl attempted to lift her own feet, to go nearer to her friend, +but the ground held them as fast as it held Cap'n Bill's foot. She +tried to slide them, or to twist them around, but it was no use; she +could not move either foot a hair's breadth. + +"This is funny!" she exclaimed. "What do you 'spose has happened to +us, Cap'n Bill?" + +"I'm tryin' to make out," he answered. "Take off your shoes, Trot. +P'raps it's the leather soles that's stuck to the ground." + +She leaned down and unlaced her shoes, but found she could not pull +her feet out of them. The Glass Cat, which was walking around as +naturally as ever, now said: + +"Your foot has got roots to it, Cap'n, and I can see the roots going +into the ground, where they spread out in all directions. It's the same +way with Trot. That's why you can't move. The roots hold you fast." + +Cap'n Bill was rather fat and couldn't see his own feet very well, +but he squatted down and examined Trot's feet and decided that the +Glass Cat was right. + +"This is hard luck," he declared, in a voice that showed he was +uneasy at the discovery. "We're pris'ners, Trot, on this funny +island, an' I'd like to know how we're ever goin' to get loose, so's +we can get home again." + +"Now I know why the Kalidah laughed at us," said the girl, "and why +he said none of the beasts ever came to this island. The horrid +creature knew we'd be caught, and wouldn't warn us." + +In the meantime, the Kalidah, although pinned fast to the earth by +Cap'n Bill's stake, was facing the island, and now the ugly expression +which passed over its face when it defied and sneered at Cap'n Bill +and Trot, had changed to one of amusement and curiosity. When it saw +the adventurers had actually reached the island and were standing +beside the Magic Flower, it heaved a breath of satisfaction--a long, deep +breath that swelled its deep chest until the beast could feel the stake +that held him move a little, as if withdrawing itself from the ground. + +"Ah ha!" murmured the Kalidah, "a little more of this will set me +free and allow me to escape!" + +So he began breathing as hard as he could, puffing out his chest as +much as possible with each indrawing breath, and by doing this he +managed to raise the stake with each powerful breath, until at last +the Kalidah--using the muscles of his four legs as well as his deep +breaths--found itself free of the sandy soil. The stake was sticking +right through him, however, so he found a rock deeply set in the bank +and pressed the sharp point of the stake upon the surface of this rock +until he had driven it clear through his body. Then, by getting the +stake tangled among some thorny bushes, and wiggling his body, he +managed to draw it out altogether. + +"There!" he exclaimed, "except for those two holes in me, I'm as +good as ever; but I must admit that that old wooden-legged fellow +saved both himself and the girl by making me a prisoner." + +Now the Kalidahs, although the most disagreeable creatures in the +Land of Oz, were nevertheless magical inhabitants of a magical +Fairyland, and in their natures a certain amount of good was mingled +with the evil. This one was not very revengeful, and now that his late +foes were in danger of perishing, his anger against them faded away. + +"Our own Kalidah King," he reflected, "has certain magical powers of +his own. Perhaps he knows how to fill up these two holes in my body." + +So without paying any more attention to Trot and Cap'n Bill than +they were paying to him, he entered the forest and trotted along a +secret path that led to the hidden lair of all the Kalidahs. + +While the Kalidah was making good its escape Cap'n Bill took his +pipe from his pocket and filled it with tobacco and lighted it. Then, +as he puffed out the smoke, he tried to think what could be done. + +"The Glass Cat seems all right," he said, "an' my wooden leg didn't +take roots and grow, either. So it's only flesh that gets caught." + +"It's magic that does it, Cap'n!" + +"I know, Trot, and that's what sticks me. We're livin' in a magic country, +but neither of us knows any magic an' so we can't help ourselves." + +"Couldn't the Wizard of Oz help us--or Glinda the Good?" asked the +little girl. + +"Ah, now we're beginnin' to reason," he answered. "I'd probably +thought o' that, myself, in a minute more. By good luck the Glass Cat +is free, an' so it can run back to the Emerald City an' tell the +Wizard about our fix, an' ask him to come an' help us get loose." + +"Will you go?" Trot asked the cat, speaking very earnestly. + +"I'm no messenger, to be sent here and there," asserted the curious +animal in a sulky tone of voice. + +"Well," said Cap'n Bill, "you've got to go home, anyhow, 'cause you +don't want to stay here, I take it. And, when you get home, it +wouldn't worry you much to tell the Wizard what's happened to us." + +"That's true," said the cat, sitting on its haunches and lazily +washing its face with one glass paw. "I don't mind telling the +Wizard--when I get home." + +"Won't you go now?" pleaded Trot. "We don't want to stay here any +longer than we can help, and everybody in Oz will be interested in +you, and call you a hero, and say nice things about you because you +helped your friends out of trouble." + +That was the best way to manage the Glass Cat, which was so vain +that it loved to be praised. + +"I'm going home right away," said the creature, "and I'll tell the +Wizard to come and help you." + +Saying this, it walked down to the water and disappeared under the +surface. Not being able to manage the raft alone, the Glass Cat +walked on the bottom of the river as it had done when it visited the +island before, and soon they saw it appear on the farther bank and trot +into the forest, where it was quickly lost to sight among the trees. + +Then Trot heaved a deep sigh. + +"Cap'n," said she, "we're in a bad fix. There's nothing here to +eat, and we can't even lie down to sleep. Unless the Glass Cat +hurries, and the Wizard hurries, I don't know what's going to become +of us!" + + + +11. The Beasts of the Forest of Gugu + + +That was a wonderful gathering of wild animals in the Forest of Gugu +next sunrise. Rango, the Gray Ape, had even called his monkey +sentinels away from the forest edge, and every beast, little and big, +was in the great clearing where meetings were held on occasions of +great importance. + +In the center of the clearing stood a great shelving rock, having a +flat, inclined surface, and on this sat the stately Leopard Gugu, who +was King of the Forest. On the ground beneath him squatted Bru the +Bear, Loo the Unicorn, and Rango the Gray Ape, the King's three +Counselors, and in front of them stood the two strange beasts who had +called themselves Li-Mon-Eags, but were really the transformations of +Ruggedo the Nome, and Kiki Aru the Hyup. + +Then came the beasts--rows and rows and rows of them! The smallest +beasts were nearest the King's rock throne; then there were wolves and +foxes, lynxes and hyenas, and the like; behind them were gathered the +monkey tribes, who were hard to keep in order because they teased the +other animals and were full of mischievous tricks. Back of the +monkeys were the pumas, jaguars, tigers and lions, and their kind; +next the bears, all sizes and colors; after them bisons, wild asses, +zebras and unicorns; farther on the rhinoceri and hippopotami, and at +the far edge of the forest, close to the trees that shut in the +clearing, was a row of thick-skinned elephants, still as statues but +with eyes bright and intelligent. + +Many other kinds of beasts, too numerous to mention, were there, and +some were unlike any beasts we see in the menageries and zoos in our +country. Some were from the mountains west of the forest, and some +from the plains at the east, and some from the river; but all present +acknowledged the leadership of Gugu, who for many years had ruled them +wisely and forced all to obey the laws. + +When the beasts had taken their places in the clearing and the +rising sun was shooting its first bright rays over the treetops, King +Gugu rose on his throne. The Leopard's giant form, towering above all +the others, caused a sudden hush to fall on the assemblage. + +"Brothers," he said in his deep voice, "a stranger has come among +us, a beast of curious form who is a great magician and is able to +change the shapes of men or beasts at his will. This stranger has +come to us, with another of his kind, from out of the sky, to warn us +of a danger which threatens us all, and to offer us a way to escape +from that danger. He says he is our friend, and he has proved to me +and to my Counselors his magic powers. Will you listen to what he has +to say to you--to the message he has brought from the sky?" + +"Let him speak!" came in a great roar from the great company of +assembled beasts. + +So Ruggedo the Nome sprang upon the flat rock beside Gugu the King, +and another roar, gentle this time, showed how astonished the beasts +were at the sight of his curious form. His lion's face was surrounded +by a mane of pure white hair; his eagle's wings were attached to the +shoulders of his monkey body and were so long that they nearly touched +the ground; he had powerful arms and legs in addition to the wings, +and at the end of his long, strong tail was a golden ball. Never had +any beast beheld such a curious creature before, and so the very sight +of the stranger, who was said to be a great magician, filled all +present with awe and wonder. + +Kiki stayed down below and, half hidden by the shelf of rock, was +scarcely noticed. The boy realized that the old Nome was helpless +without his magic power, but he also realized that Ruggedo was the +best talker. So he was willing the Nome should take the lead. + +"Beasts of the Forest of Gugu," began Ruggedo the Nome, "my comrade +and I are your friends. We are magicians, and from our home in the +sky we can look down into the Land of Oz and see everything that is +going on. Also we can hear what the people below us are saying. That +is how we heard Ozma, who rules the Land of Oz, say to her people: +'The beasts in the Forest of Gugu are lazy and are of no use to us. +Let us go to their forest and make them all our prisoners. Let us tie +them with ropes, and beat them with sticks, until they work for us and +become our willing slaves.' And when the people heard Ozma of Oz say +this, they were glad and raised a great shout and said: 'We will do +it! We will make the beasts of the Forest of Gugu our slaves!'" + +The wicked old Nome could say no more, just then, for such a fierce +roar of anger rose from the multitude of beasts that his voice was +drowned by the clamor. Finally the roar died away, like distant +thunder, and Ruggedo the Nome went on with his speech. + +"Having heard the Oz people plot against your liberty, we watched to +see what they would do, and saw them all begin making ropes--ropes +long and short--with which to snare our friends the beasts. You are +angry, but we also were angry, for when the Oz people became the +enemies of the beasts they also became our enemies; for we, too, are +beasts, although we live in the sky. And my comrade and I said: 'We +will save our friends and have revenge on the Oz people,' and so we +came here to tell you of your danger and of our plan to save you." + +"We can save ourselves," cried an old Elephant. "We can fight." + +"The Oz people are fairies, and you can't fight against magic unless +you also have magic," answered the Nome. + +"Tell us your plan!" shouted the huge Tiger, and the other beasts +echoed his words, crying: "Tell us your plan." + +"My plan is simple," replied Ruggedo. "By our magic we will +transform all you animals into men and women--like the Oz people--and +we will transform all the Oz people into beasts. You can then live in +the fine houses of the Land of Oz, and eat the fine food of the Oz +people, and wear their fine clothes, and sing and dance and be happy. +And the Oz people, having become beasts, will have to live here in the +forest and hunt and fight for food, and often go hungry, as you now +do, and have no place to sleep but a bed of leaves or a hole in the +ground. Having become men and women, you beasts will have all the +comforts you desire, and having become beasts, the Oz people will be +very miserable. That is our plan, and if you agree to it, we will all +march at once into the Land of Oz and quickly conquer our enemies." + +When the stranger ceased speaking, a great silence fell on the +assemblage, for the beasts were thinking of what he had said. Finally +one of the walruses asked: + +"Can you really transform beasts into men, and men into beasts?" + +"He can--he can!" cried Loo the Unicorn, prancing up and down in an +excited manner. "He transformed ME, only last evening, and he can +transform us all." + +Gugu the King now stepped forward. + +"You have heard the stranger speak," said he, "and now you must answer him. +It is for you to decide. Shall we agree to this plan, or not?" + +"Yes!" shouted some of the animals. + +"No!" shouted others. + +And some were yet silent. + +Gugu looked around the great circle. + +"Take more time to think," he suggested. "Your answer is very +important. Up to this time we have had no trouble with the Oz people, +but we are proud and free, and never will become slaves. Think +carefully, and when you are ready to answer, I will hear you." + + + +12. Kiki Uses His Magic + + +Then arose a great confusion of sounds as all the animals began +talking to their fellows. The monkeys chattered and the bears growled +and the voices of the jaguars and lions rumbled, and the wolves yelped +and the elephants had to trumpet loudly to make their voices heard. +Such a hubbub had never been known in the forest before, and each beast +argued with his neighbor until it seemed the noise would never cease. + +Ruggedo the Nome waved his arms and fluttered his wings to try to +make them listen to him again, but the beasts paid no attention. Some +wanted to fight the Oz people, some wanted to be transformed, and some +wanted to do nothing at all. + +The growling and confusion had grown greater than ever when in a +flash silence fell on all the beasts present, the arguments were +hushed, and all gazed in astonishment at a strange sight. + +For into the circle strode a great Lion--bigger and more powerful +than any other lion there--and on his back rode a little girl who +smiled fearlessly at the multitude of beasts. And behind the Lion and +the little girl came another beast--a monstrous Tiger, who bore upon +his back a funny little man carrying a black bag. Right past the rows +of wondering beasts the strange animals walked, advancing until they +stood just before the rock throne of Gugu. + +Then the little girl and the funny little man dismounted, and the +great Lion demanded in a loud voice: + +"Who is King in this forest?" + +"I am!" answered Gugu, looking steadily at the other. "I am Gugu +the Leopard, and I am King of this forest." + +"Then I greet Your Majesty with great respect," said the Lion. +"Perhaps you have heard of me, Gugu. I am called the 'Cowardly Lion,' +and I am King of all Beasts, the world over." + +Gugu's eyes flashed angrily. + +"Yes," said he, "I have heard of you. You have long claimed to be +King of Beasts, but no beast who is a coward can be King over me." + +"He isn't a coward, Your Majesty," asserted the little girl, "He's +just cowardly, that's all." + +Gugu looked at her. All the other beasts were looking at her, too. + +"Who are you?" asked the King. + +"Me? Oh, I'm just Dorothy," she answered. + +"How dare you come here?" demanded the King. + +"Why, I'm not afraid to go anywhere, if the Cowardly Lion is with +me," she said. "I know him pretty well, and so I can trust him. He's +always afraid, when we get into trouble, and that's why he's cowardly; +but he's a terrible fighter, and that's why he isn't a coward. He +doesn't like to fight, you know, but when he HAS to, there isn't any +beast living that can conquer him." + +Gugu the King looked at the big, powerful form of the Cowardly Lion, +and knew she spoke the truth. Also the other Lions of the forest now +came forward and bowed low before the strange Lion. + +"We welcome Your Majesty," said one. "We have known you many years +ago, before you went to live at the Emerald City, and we have seen you +fight the terrible Kalidahs and conquer them, so we know you are the +King of all Beasts." + +"It is true," replied the Cowardly Lion; "but I did not come here to +rule the beasts of this forest. Gugu is King here, and I believe he +is a good King and just and wise. I come, with my friends, to be the +guest of Gugu, and I hope we are welcome." + +That pleased the great Leopard, who said very quickly: + +"Yes; you, at least, are welcome to my forest. But who are these +strangers with you?" + +"Dorothy has introduced herself," replied the Lion, "and you are +sure to like her when you know her better. This man is the Wizard of +Oz, a friend of mine who can do wonderful tricks of magic. And here +is my true and tried friend, the Hungry Tiger, who lives with me in +the Emerald City." + +"Is he ALWAYS hungry?" asked Loo the Unicorn. + +"I am," replied the Tiger, answering the question himself. "I am +always hungry for fat babies." + +"Can't you find any fat babies in Oz to eat?" inquired Loo, the Unicorn. + +"There are plenty of them, of course," said the Tiger, "but +unfortunately I have such a tender conscience that it won't allow me +to eat babies. So I'm always hungry for 'em and never can eat 'em, +because my conscience won't let me." + +Now of all the surprised beasts in that clearing, not one was so +much surprised at the sudden appearance of these four strangers as +Ruggedo the Nome. He was frightened, too, for he recognized them as +his most powerful enemies; but he also realized that they could not +know he was the former King of the Nomes, because of the beast's form +he wore, which disguised him so effectually. So he took courage and +resolved that the Wizard and Dorothy should not defeat his plans. + +It was hard to tell, just yet, what the vast assemblage of beasts +thought of the new arrivals. Some glared angrily at them, but more of +them seemed to be curious and wondering. All were interested, +however, and they kept very quiet and listened carefully to all that +was said. + +Kiki Aru, who had remained unnoticed in the shadow of the rock, was +at first more alarmed by the coming of the strangers than even Ruggedo +was, and the boy told himself that unless he acted quickly and without +waiting to ask the advice of the old Nome, their conspiracy was likely +to be discovered and all their plans to conquer and rule Oz be +defeated. Kiki didn't like the way Ruggedo acted either, for the +former King of the Nomes wanted to do everything his own way, and made +the boy, who alone possessed the power of transformations, obey his +orders as if he were a slave. + +Another thing that disturbed Kiki Aru was the fact that a real +Wizard had arrived, who was said to possess many magical powers, and +this Wizard carried his tools in a black bag, and was the friend of +the Oz people, and so would probably try to prevent war between the +beasts of the forest and the people of Oz. + +All these things passed through the mind of the Hyup boy while the +Cowardly Lion and Gugu the King were talking together, and that was +why he now began to do several strange things. + +He had found a place, near to the point where he stood, where there +was a deep hollow in the rock, so he put his face into this hollow and +whispered softly, so he would not be heard: + +"I want the Wizard of Oz to become a fox--Pyrzqxgl!" + +The Wizard, who had stood smilingly beside his friends, suddenly +felt his form change to that of a fox, and his black bag fell to the +ground. Kiki reached out an arm and seized the bag, and the Fox cried +as loud as it could: + +"Treason! There's a traitor here with magic powers!" + +Everyone was startled at this cry, and Dorothy, seeing her old +friend's plight, screamed and exclaimed: "Mercy me!" + +But the next instant the little girl's form had changed to that of a +lamb with fleecy white wool, and Dorothy was too bewildered to do +anything but look around her in wonder. + +The Cowardly Lion's eyes now flashed fire; he crouched low and +lashed the ground with his tail and gazed around to discover who the +treacherous magician might be. But Kiki, who had kept his face in the +hollow rock, again whispered the magic word, and the great lion +disappeared and in his place stood a little boy dressed in Munchkin +costume. The little Munchkin boy was as angry as the lion had been, +but he was small and helpless. + +Ruggedo the Nome saw what was happening and was afraid Kiki would +spoil all his plans, so he leaned over the rock and shouted: "Stop, +Kiki--stop!" + +Kiki would not stop, however. Instead, he transformed the Nome into +a goose, to Ruggedo's horror and dismay. But the Hungry Tiger had +witnessed all these transformations, and he was watching to see which +of those present was to blame for them. When Ruggedo spoke to Kiki, +the Hungry Tiger knew that he was the magician, so he made a sudden +spring and hurled his great body full upon the form of the Li-Mon-Eag +crouching against the rock. Kiki didn't see the Tiger coming because +his face was still in the hollow, and the heavy body of the tiger bore +him to the earth just as he said "Pyrzqxgl!" for the fifth time. + +So now the tiger which was crushing him changed to a rabbit, and +relieved of its weight, Kiki sprang up and, spreading his eagle's +wings, flew into the branches of a tree, where no beast could easily +reach him. He was not an instant too quick in doing this, for Gugu +the King had crouched on the rock's edge and was about to spring on +the boy. + +From his tree Kiki transformed Gugu into a fat Gillikin woman, and +laughed aloud to see how the woman pranced with rage, and how +astonished all the beasts were at their King's new shape. + +The beasts were frightened, too, fearing they would share the fate +of Gugu, so a stampede began when Rango the Gray Ape sprang into the +forest, and Bru the Bear and Loo the Unicorn followed as quickly as +they could. The elephants backed into the forest, and all the other +animals, big and little, rushed after them, scattering through the +jungles until the clearing was far behind. The monkeys scrambled into +the trees and swung themselves from limb to limb, to avoid being +trampled upon by the bigger beasts, and they were so quick that they +distanced all the rest. A panic of fear seemed to have overtaken the +forest people and they got as far away from the terrible Magician as +they possibly could. + +But the transformed ones stayed in the clearing, being so astonished +and bewildered by their new shapes that they could only look at one +another in a dazed and helpless fashion, although each one was greatly +annoyed at the trick that had been played on him. + +"Who are you?" the Munchkin boy asked the Rabbit; and "Who are you?" +the Fox asked the Lamb; and "Who are you?" the Rabbit asked the fat +Gillikin woman. + +"I'm Dorothy," said the woolly Lamb. + +"I'm the Wizard," said the Fox. + +"I'm the Cowardly Lion," said the Munchkin boy. + +"I'm the Hungry Tiger," said the Rabbit. + +"I'm Gugu the King," said the fat Woman. + +But when they asked the Goose who he was, Ruggedo the Nome would not +tell them. + +"I'm just a Goose," he replied, "and what I was before, I cannot remember." + + + +13. The Loss of the Black Bag + + +Kiki Aru, in the form of the Li-Mon-Eag, had scrambled into the +high, thick branches of the tree, so no one could see him, and there +he opened the Wizard's black bag, which he had carried away in his +flight. He was curious to see what the Wizard's magic tools looked +like, and hoped he could use some of them and so secure more power; +but after he had taken the articles, one by one, from the bag, he had +to admit they were puzzles to him. For, unless he understood their +uses, they were of no value whatever. Kiki Aru, the Hyup boy, was no +wizard or magician at all, and could do nothing unusual except to use +the Magic Word he had stolen from his father on Mount Munch. So he +hung the Wizard's black bag on a branch of the tree and then climbed +down to the lower limbs that he might see what the victims of his +transformations were doing. + +They were all on top of the flat rock, talking together in tones so +low that Kiki could not hear what they said. + +"This is certainly a misfortune," remarked the Wizard in the Fox's +form, "but our transformations are a sort of enchantment which is very +easy to break--when you know how and have the tools to do it with. +The tools are in my Black Bag; but where is the Bag?" + +No one knew that, for none had seen Kiki Aru fly away with it. + +"Let's look and see if we can find it," suggested Dorothy the Lamb. + +So they left the rock, and all of them searched the clearning high +and low without finding the Bag of Magic Tools. The Goose searched as +earnestly as the others, for if he could discover it, he meant to hide +it where the Wizard could never find it, because if the Wizard changed +him back to his proper form, along with the others, he would then be +recognized as Ruggedo the Nome, and they would send him out of the +Land of Oz and so ruin all his hopes of conquest. + +Ruggedo was not really sorry, now that he thought about it, that +Kiki had transformed all these Oz folks. The forest beasts, it was +true, had been so frightened that they would now never consent to be +transformed into men, but Kiki could transform them against their +will, and once they were all in human forms, it would not be +impossible to induce them to conquer the Oz people. + +So all was not lost, thought the old Nome, and the best thing for +him to do was to rejoin the Hyup boy who had the secret of the +transformations. So, having made sure the Wizard's black bag was not +in the clearing, the Goose wandered away through the trees when the +others were not looking, and when out of their hearing, he began +calling, "Kiki Aru! Kiki Aru! Quack--quack! Kiki Aru!" + +The Boy and the Woman, the Fox, the Lamb, and the Rabbit, not being able +to find the bag, went back to the rock, all feeling exceedingly strange. + +"Where's the Goose?" asked the Wizard. + +"He must have run away," replied Dorothy. "I wonder who he was?" + +"I think," said Gugu the King, who was the fat Woman, "that the +Goose was the stranger who proposed that we make war upon the Oz +people. If so, his transformation was merely a trick to deceive us, +and he has now gone to join his comrade, that wicked Li-Mon-Eag who +obeyed all his commands." + +"What shall we do now?" asked Dorothy. "Shall we go back to the +Emerald City, as we are, and then visit Glinda the Good and ask her to +break the enchantments?" + +"I think so," replied the Wizard Fox. "And we can take Gugu the +King with us, and have Glinda restore him to his natural shape. But I +hate to leave my Bag of Magic Tools behind me, for without it I shall +lose much of my power as a Wizard. Also, if I go back to the Emerald +City in the shape of a Fox, the Oz people will think I'm a poor Wizard +and will lose their respect for me." + +"Let us make still another search for your tools," suggested the +Cowardly Lion, "and then, if we fail to find the Black Bag anywhere in +this forest, we must go back home as we are." + +"Why did you come here, anyway?" inquired Gugu. + +"We wanted to borrow a dozen monkeys, to use on Ozma's birthday," +explained the Wizard. "We were going to make them small, and train +them to do tricks, and put them inside Ozma's birthday cake." + +"Well," said the Forest King, "you would have to get the consent of +Rango the Gray Ape, to do that. He commands all the tribes of monkeys." + +"I'm afraid it's too late, now," said Dorothy, regretfully. "It was +a splendid plan, but we've got troubles of our own, and I don't like +being a lamb at all." + +"You're nice and fuzzy," said the Cowardly Lion. + +"That's nothing," declared Dorothy. "I've never been 'specially +proud of myself, but I'd rather be the way I was born than anything +else in the whole world." + + +The Glass Cat, although it had some disagreeable ways and manners, +nevertheless realized that Trot and Cap'n Bill were its friends and so +was quite disturbed at the fix it had gotten them into by leading them +to the Isle of the Magic Flower. The ruby heart of the Glass Cat was +cold and hard, but still it was a heart, and to have a heart of any +sort is to have some consideration for others. But the queer +transparent creature didn't want Trot and Cap'n Bill to know it was +sorry for them, and therefore it moved very slowly until it had +crossed the river and was out of sight among the trees of the forest. +Then it headed straight toward the Emerald City, and trotted so fast +that it was like a crystal streak crossing the valleys and plains. +Being glass, the cat was tireless, and with no reason to delay its +journey, it reached Ozma's palace in wonderfully quick time. + +"Where's the Wizard?" it asked the Pink Kitten, which was curled up +in the sunshine on the lowest step of the palace entrance. + +"Don't bother me," lazily answered the Pink Kitten, whose name was Eureka. + +"I must find the Wizard at once!" said the Glass Cat. + +"Then find him," advised Eureka, and went to sleep again. + +The Glass Cat darted up the stairway and came upon Toto, Dorothy's +little black dog. + +"Where's the Wizard?" asked the Cat. + +"Gone on a journey with Dorothy," replied Toto. + +"When did they go, and where have they gone?" demanded the Cat. + +"They went yesterday, and I heard them say they would go to the +Great Forest in the Munchkin Country." + +"Dear me," said the Glass Cat; "that is a long journey." + +"But they rode on the Hungry Tiger and the Cowardly Lion," explained +Toto, "and the Wizard carried his Black Bag of Magic Tools." + +The Glass Cat knew the Great Forest of Gugu well, for it had +traveled through this forest many times in its journeys through the +Land of Oz. And it reflected that the Forest of Gugu was nearer to +the Isle of the Magic Flower than the Emerald City was, and so, if it +could manage to find the Wizard, it could lead him across the Gillikin +Country to where Trot and Cap'n Bill were prisoned. It was a wild +country and little traveled, but the Glass Cat knew every path. So +very little time need be lost, after all. + +Without stopping to ask any more questions the Cat darted out of the +palace and away from the Emerald City, taking the most direct route to +the Forest of Gugu. Again the creature flashed through the country +like a streak of light, and it would surprise you to know how quickly +it reached the edge of the Great Forest. + +There were no monkey guards among the trees to cry out a warning, +and this was so unusual that it astonished the Glass Cat. Going +farther into the forest it presently came upon a wolf, which at first +bounded away in terror. But then, seeing it was only a Glass Cat, the +Wolf stopped, and the Cat could see it was trembling, as if from a +terrible fright. + +"What's the matter?" asked the Cat. + +"A dreadful Magician has come among us!" exclaimed the Wolf, "and +he's changing the forms of all the beasts--quick as a wink--and making +them all his slaves." + +The Glass Cat smiled and said: + +"Why, that's only the Wizard of Oz. He may be having some fun with +you forest people, but the Wizard wouldn't hurt a beast for anything." + +"I don't mean the Wizard," explained the Wolf. "And if the Wizard +of Oz is that funny little man who rode a great Tiger into the +clearing, he's been transformed himself by the terrible Magician." + +"The Wizard transformed? Why, that's impossible," declared the +Glass Cat. + +"No; it isn't. I saw him with my own eyes, changed into the form of +a Fox, and the girl who was with him was changed to a woolly Lamb." + +The Glass Cat was indeed surprised. + +"When did that happen?" it asked. + +"Just a little while ago in the clearing. All the animals had met +there, but they ran away when the Magician began his transformations, +and I'm thankful I escaped with my natural shape. But I'm still +afraid, and I'm going somewhere to hide." + +With this the Wolf ran on, and the Glass Cat, which knew where the +big clearing was, went toward it. But now it walked more slowly, and +its pink brains rolled and tumbled around at a great rate because it +was thinking over the amazing news the Wolf had told it. + +When the Glass Cat reached the clearing, it saw a Fox, a Lamb, a +Rabbit, a Munchkin boy and a fat Gillikin woman, all wandering around +in an aimless sort of way, for they were again searching for the Black +Bag of Magic Tools. + +The Cat watched them a moment and then it walked slowly into the +open space. At once the Lamb ran toward it, crying: + +"Oh, Wizard, here's the Glass Cat!" + +"Where, Dorothy?" asked the Fox. + +"Here!" + +The Boy and the Woman and the Rabbit now joined the Fox and the +Lamb, and they all stood before the Glass Cat and speaking together, +almost like a chorus, asked: "Have you seen the Black Bag?" + +"Often," replied the Glass Cat, "but not lately." + +"It's lost," said the Fox, "and we must find it." + +"Are you the Wizard?" asked the Cat. + +"Yes." + +"And who are these others?" + +"I'm Dorothy," said the Lamb. + +"I'm the Cowardly Lion," said the Munchkin boy. + +"I'm the Hungry Tiger," said the Rabbit. + +"I'm Gugu, King of the Forest," said the fat Woman. + +The Glass Cat sat on its hind legs and began to laugh. "My, what a +funny lot!" exclaimed the Creature. "Who played this joke on you?" + +"It's no joke at all," declared the Wizard. "It was a cruel, wicked +transformation, and the Magician that did it has the head of a lion, +the body of a monkey, the wings of an eagle and a round ball on the +end of his tail." + +The Glass Cat laughed again. "That Magician must look funnier than +you do," it said. "Where is he now?" + +"Somewhere in the forest," said the Cowardly Lion. "He just jumped +into that tall maple tree over there, for he can climb like a monkey +and fly like an eagle, and then he disappeared in the forest." + +"And there was another Magician, just like him, who was his friend," +added Dorothy, "but they probably quarreled, for the wickedest one +changed his friend into the form of a Goose." + +"What became of the Goose?" asked the Cat, looking around. + +"He must have gone away to find his friend," answered Gugu the King. +"But a Goose can't travel very fast, so we could easily find him if we +wanted to." + +"The worst thing of all," said the Wizard, "is that my Black Bag is +lost. It disappeared when I was transformed. If I could find it I +could easily break these enchantments by means of my magic, and we +would resume our own forms again. Will you help us search for the +Black Bag, Friend Cat?" + +"Of course," replied the Glass Cat. "But I expect the strange +Magician carried it away with him. If he's a magician, he knows you +need that Bag, and perhaps he's afraid of your magic. So he's +probably taken the Bag with him, and you won't see it again unless you +find the Magician." + +"That sounds reasonable," remarked the Lamb, which was Dorothy. +"Those pink brains of yours seem to be working pretty well to-day." + +"If the Glass Cat is right," said the Wizard in a solemn voice, +"there's more trouble ahead of us. That Magician is dangerous, and if +we go near him he may transform us into shapes not as nice as these." + +"I don't see how we could be any WORSE off," growled Gugu, who was +indignant because he was forced to appear in the form of a fat woman. + +"Anyway," said the Cowardly Lion, "our best plan is to find the +Magician and try to get the Black Bag from him. We may manage to +steal it, or perhaps we can argue him into giving it to us." + +"Why not find the Goose, first?" asked Dorothy. "The Goose will be +angry at the Magician, and he may be able to help us." + +"That isn't a bad idea," returned the Wizard. "Come on, Friends; +let's find that Goose. We will separate and search in different +directions, and the first to find the Goose must bring him here, where +we will all meet again in an hour." + + + +14. The Wizard Learns the Magic Word + + +Now, the Goose was the transformation of old Ruggedo, who was at one +time King of the Nomes, and he was even more angry at Kiki Aru than +were the others who shapes had been changed. The Nome detested +anything in the way of a bird, because birds lay eggs and eggs are +feared by all the Nomes more than anything else in the world. A goose +is a foolish bird, too, and Ruggedo was dreadfully ashamed of the +shape he was forced to wear. And it would make him shudder to reflect +that the Goose might lay an egg! + +So the Nome was afraid of himself and afraid of everything around +him. If an egg touched him he could then be destroyed, and almost any +animal he met in the forest might easily conquer him. And that would +be the end of old Ruggedo the Nome. + +Aside from these fears, however, he was filled with anger against +Kiki, whom he had meant to trap by cleverly stealing from him the +Magic Word. The boy must have been crazy to spoil everything the way +he did, but Ruggedo knew that the arrival of the Wizard had scared +Kiki, and he was not sorry the boy had transformed the Wizard and +Dorothy and made them helpless. It was his own transformation that +annoyed him and made him indignant, so he ran about the forest hunting +for Kiki, so that he might get a better shape and coax the boy to +follow his plans to conquer the Land of Oz. + +Kiki Aru hadn't gone very far away, for he had surprised himself as +well as the others by the quick transformations and was puzzled as to +what to do next. Ruggedo the Nome was overbearing and tricky, and +Kiki knew he was not to be depended on; but the Nome could plan and +plot, which the Hyup boy was not wise enough to do, and so, when he +looked down through the branches of a tree and saw a Goose waddling +along below and heard it cry out, "Kiki Aru! Quack--quack! Kiki +Aru!" the boy answered in a low voice, "Here I am," and swung himself +down to the lowest limb of the tree. + +The Goose looked up and saw him. + +"You've bungled things in a dreadful way!" exclaimed the Goose. +"Why did you do it?" + +"Because I wanted to," answered Kiki. "You acted as if I was your +slave, and I wanted to show these forest people that I am more +powerful than you." + +The Goose hissed softly, but Kiki did not hear that. + +Old Ruggedo quickly recovered his wits and muttered to himself: +"This boy is the goose, although it is I who wear the goose's shape. +I will be gentle with him now, and fierce with him when I have him in +my power." Then he said aloud to Kiki: + +"Well, hereafter I will be content to acknowledge you the master. +You bungled things, as I said, but we can still conquer Oz." + +"How?" asked the boy. + +"First give me back the shape of the Li-Mon-Eag, and then we can +talk together more conveniently," suggested the Nome. + +"Wait a moment, then," said Kiki, and climbed higher up the tree. +There he whispered the Magic Word and the Goose became a Li-Mon-Eag, +as he had been before. + +"Good!" said the Nome, well pleased, as Kiki joined him by dropping +down from the tree. "Now let us find a quiet place where we can talk +without being overheard by the beasts." + +So the two started away and crossed the forest until they came to a +place where the trees were not so tall nor so close together, and +among these scattered trees was another clearing, not so large as the +first one, where the meeting of the beasts had been held. Standing on +the edge of this clearing and looking across it, they saw the trees on +the farther side full of monkeys, who were chattering together at a +great rate of the sights they had witnessed at the meeting. + +The old Nome whispered to Kiki not to enter the clearing or allow +the monkeys to see them. + +"Why not?" asked the boy, drawing back. + +"Because those monkeys are to be our army--the army which will +conquer Oz," said the Nome. "Sit down here with me, Kiki, and keep +quiet, and I will explain to you my plan." + +Now, neither Kiki Aru nor Ruggedo had noticed that a sly Fox had +followed them all the way from the tree where the Goose had been +transformed to the Li-Mon-Eag. Indeed, this Fox, who was none other +than the Wizard of Oz, had witnessed the transformation of the Goose +and now decided he would keep watch on the conspirators and see what +they would do next. + +A Fox can move through a forest very softly, without making any +noise, and so the Wizard's enemies did not suspect his presence. But +when they sat down by the edge of the clearing, to talk, with their +backs toward him, the Wizard did not know whether to risk being seen, +by creeping closer to hear what they said, or whether it would be +better for him to hide himself until they moved on again. + +While he considered this question he discovered near him a great +tree which had a hollow trunk, and there was a round hole in this +tree, about three feet above the ground. The Wizard Fox decided it +would be safer for him to hide inside the hollow tree, so he sprang +into the hole and crouched down in the hollow, so that his eyes just +came to the edge of the hole by which he had entered, and from here he +watched the forms of the two Li-Mon-Eags. + +"This is my plan," said the Nome to Kiki, speaking so low that the +Wizard could only hear the rumble of his voice. "Since you can +transform anything into any form you wish, we will transform these +monkeys into an army, and with that army we will conquer the Oz people." + +"The monkeys won't make much of an army," objected Kiki. + +"We need a great army, but not a numerous one," responded the Nome. +"You will transform each monkey into a giant man, dressed in a fine +uniform and armed with a sharp sword. There are fifty monkeys over +there and fifty giants would make as big an army as we need." + +"What will they do with the swords?" asked Kiki. "Nothing can kill +the Oz people." + +"True," said Ruggedo. "The Oz people cannot be killed, but they can +be cut into small pieces, and while every piece will still be alive, +we can scatter the pieces around so that they will be quite helpless. +Therefore, the Oz people will be afraid of the swords of our army, and +we will conquer them with ease." + +"That seems like a good idea," replied the boy, approvingly. "And +in such a case, we need not bother with the other beasts of the forest." + +"No; you have frightened the beasts, and they would no longer +consent to assist us in conquering Oz. But those monkeys are foolish +creatures, and once they are transformed to Giants, they will do just +as we say and obey our commands. Can you transform them all at once?" + +"No, I must take one at a time," said Kiki. "But the fifty +transformations can be made in an hour or so. Stay here, Ruggedo, and +I will change the first monkey--that one at the left, on the end of +the limb--into a Giant with a sword." + +"Where are you going?" asked the Nome. + +"I must not speak the Magic Word in the presence of another person," +declared Kiki, who was determined not to allow his treacherous +companion to learn his secret, "so I will go where you cannot hear me." + +Ruggedo the Nome was disappointed, but he hoped still to catch the +boy unawares and surprise the Magic Word. So he merely nodded his +lion head, and Kiki got up and went back into the forest a short +distance. Here he spied a hollow tree, and by chance it was the same +hollow tree in which the Wizard of Oz, now in the form of a Fox, had +hidden himself. + +As Kiki ran up to the tree the Fox ducked its head, so that it was +out of sight in the dark hollow beneath the hole, and then Kiki put +his face into the hole and whispered: "I want that monkey on the +branch at the left to become a Giant man fifty feet tall, dressed in a +uniform and with a sharp sword--Pyrzqxgl!" + +Then he ran back to Ruggedo, but the Wizard Fox had heard quite +plainly every word that he had said. + +The monkey was instantly transformed into the Giant, and the Giant +was so big that as he stood on the ground his head was higher than the +trees of the forest. The monkeys raised a great chatter but did not +seem to understand that the Giant was one of themselves. + +"Good!" cried the Nome. "Hurry, Kiki, and transform the others." + +So Kiki rushed back to the tree and putting his face to the +hollow, whispered: + +"I want the next monkey to be just like the first--Pyrzqxgl!" + +Again the Wizard Fox heard the Magic Word, and just how it was +pronounced. But he sat still in the hollow and waited to hear it again, +so it would be impressed on his mind and he would not forget it. + +Kiki kept running to the edge of the forest and back to the hollow +tree again until he had whispered the Magic Word six times and six +monkeys had been changed to six great Giants. Then the Wizard decided +he would make an experiment and use the Magic Word himself. So, while +Kiki was running back to the Nome, the Fox stuck his head out of the +hollow and said softly: "I want that creature who is running to become +a hickory-nut--Pyrzqxgl!" + +Instantly the Li-Mon-Eag form of Kiki Aru the Hyup disappeared and a +small hickory-nut rolled upon the ground a moment and then lay still. + +The Wizard was delighted, and leaped from the hollow just as Ruggedo +looked around to see what had become of Kiki. The Nome saw the Fox +but no Kiki, so he hastily rose to his feet. The Wizard did not know +how powerful the queer beast might be, so he resolved to take no chances. + +"I want this creature to become a walnut--Pyrzqxgl!" he said aloud. +But he did not pronounce the Magic Word in quite the right way, and +Ruggedo's form did not change. But the Nome knew at once that +"Pyrzqxgl!" was the Magic Word, so he rushed at the Fox and cried: + +"I want you to become a Goose--Pyrzqxgl!" + +But the Nome did not pronounce the word aright, either, having never +heard it spoken but once before, and then with a wrong accent. So the +Fox was not transformed, but it had to run away to escape being caught +by the angry Nome. + +Ruggedo now began pronouncing the Magic Word in every way he could +think of, hoping to hit the right one, and the Fox, hiding in a bush, +was somewhat troubled by the fear that he might succeed. However, the +Wizard, who was used to magic arts, remained calm and soon remembered +exactly how Kiki Aru had pronounced the word. So he repeated the sentence +he had before uttered and Ruggedo the Nome became an ordinary walnut. + +The Wizard now crept out from the bush and said: "I want my own form +again--Pyrzqxgl!" + +Instantly he was the Wizard of Oz, and after picking up the +hickory-nut and the walnut, and carefully placing them in his pocket, +he ran back to the big clearing. + +Dorothy the Lamb uttered a bleat of delight when she saw her old friend +restored to his natural shape. The others were all there, not having +found the Goose. The fat Gillikin woman, the Munchkin boy, the Rabbit +and the Glass Cat crowded around the Wizard and asked what had happened. + +Before he explained anything of his adventure, he transformed them +all--except, of course, the Glass Cat--into their natural shapes, and +when their joy permitted them to quiet somewhat, he told how he had by +chance surprised the Magician's secret and been able to change the two +Li-Mon-Eags into shapes that could not speak, and therefore would be +unable to help themselves. And the little Wizard showed his +astonished friends the hickory-nut and the walnut to prove that he had +spoken the truth. + +"But--see here!"--exclaimed Dorothy. "What has become of those +Giant Soldiers who used to be monkeys?" + +"I forgot all about them!" admitted the Wizard; "but I suppose they +are still standing there in the forest." + + + +15. The Lonesome Duck + + +Trot and Cap'n Bill stood before the Magic Flower, actually rooted +to the spot. + +"Aren't you hungry, Cap'n?" asked the little girl, with a long sigh, +for she had been standing there for hours and hours. + +"Well," replied the sailor-man, "I ain't sayin' as I couldn't EAT, +Trot--if a dinner was handy--but I guess old folks don't get as hungry +as young folks do." + +"I'm not sure 'bout that, Cap'n Bill," she said thoughtfully. "Age +MIGHT make a diff'rence, but seems to me SIZE would make a bigger +diff'rence. Seeing you're twice as big as me, you ought to be twice +as hungry." + +"I hope I am," he rejoined, "for I can stand it a while longer. I +do hope the Glass Cat will hurry, and I hope the Wizard won't waste +time a-comin' to us." + +Trot sighed again and watched the wonderful Magic Flower, because +there was nothing else to do. Just now a lovely group of pink peonies +budded and bloomed, but soon they faded away, and a mass of deep blue +lilies took their place. Then some yellow chrysanthemums blossomed on +the plant, and when they had opened all their petals and reached +perfection, they gave way to a lot of white floral balls spotted with +crimson--a flower Trot had never seen before. + +"But I get awful tired watchin' flowers an' flowers an' flowers," +she said impatiently. + +"They're might pretty," observed Cap'n Bill. + +"I know; and if a person could come and look at the Magic Flower +just when she felt like it, it would be a fine thing, but to HAVE TO +stand and watch it, whether you want to or not, isn't so much fun. I wish, +Cap'n Bill, the thing would grow fruit for a while instead of flowers." + +Scarcely had she spoken when the white balls with crimson spots +faded away and a lot of beautiful ripe peaches took their place. With +a cry of mingled surprise and delight Trot reached out and plucked a +peach from the bush and began to eat it, finding it delicious. Cap'n +Bill was somewhat dazed at the girl's wish being granted so quickly, +so before he could pick a peach they had faded away and bananas took +their place. "Grab one, Cap'n!" exclaimed Trot, and even while eating the +peach she seized a banana with her other hand and tore it from the bush. + +The old sailor was still bewildered. He put out a hand indeed, but he was +too late, for now the bananas disappeared and lemons took their place. + +"Pshaw!" cried Trot. "You can't eat those things; but watch out, +Cap'n, for something else." + +Cocoanuts next appeared, but Cap'n Bill shook his head. + +"Ca'n't crack 'em," he remarked, "'cause we haven't anything handy to +smash 'em with." + +"Well, take one, anyhow," advised Trot; but the cocoanuts were gone +now, and a deep, purple, pear-shaped fruit which was unknown to them +took their place. Again Cap'n Bill hesitated, and Trot said to him: + +"You ought to have captured a peach and a banana, as I did. If +you're not careful, Cap'n, you'll miss all your chances. Here, I'll +divide my banana with you." + +Even as she spoke, the Magic Plant was covered with big red apples, +growing on every branch, and Cap'n Bill hesitated no longer. He +grabbed with both hands and picked two apples, while Trot had only +time to secure one before they were gone. + +"It's curious," remarked the sailor, munching his apple, "how these +fruits keep good when you've picked 'em, but dis'pear inter thin air if +they're left on the bush." + +"The whole thing is curious," declared the girl, "and it couldn't +exist in any country but this, where magic is so common. Those are +limes. Don't pick 'em, for they'd pucker up your mouth and--Ooo! here +come plums!" and she tucked her apple in her apron pocket and captured +three plums--each one almost as big as an egg--before they disappeared. +Cap'n Bill got some too, but both were too hungry to fast any longer, +so they began eating their apples and plums and let the magic bush +bear all sorts of fruits, one after another. The Cap'n stopped once +to pick a fine cantaloupe, which he held under his arm, and Trot, +having finished her plums, got a handful of cherries and an orange; +but when almost every sort of fruit had appeared on the bush, the crop +ceased and only flowers, as before, bloomed upon it. + +"I wonder why it changed back," mused Trot, who was not worried +because she had enough fruit to satisfy her hunger. + +"Well, you only wished it would bear fruit 'for a while,'" said the +sailor, "and it did. P'raps if you'd said 'forever,' Trot, it would +have always been fruit." + +"But why should MY wish be obeyed?" asked the girl. "I'm not a +fairy or a wizard or any kind of a magic-maker." + +"I guess," replied Cap'n Bill, "that this little island is a magic +island, and any folks on it can tell the bush what to produce, an' +it'll produce it." + +"Do you think I could wish for anything else, Cap'n and get it?" she +inquired anxiously. + +"What are you thinkin' of, Trot?" + +"I'm thinking of wishing that these roots on our feet would +disappear, and let us free." + +"Try it, Trot." + +So she tried it, and the wish had no effect whatever. + +"Try it yourself, Cap'n," she suggested. + +Then Cap'n Bill made the wish to be free, with no better result. + +"No," said he, "it's no use; the wishes only affect the Magic Plant; +but I'm glad we can make it bear fruit, 'cause now we know we won't +starve before the Wizard gets to us." + +"But I'm gett'n' tired standing here so long," complained the girl. +"If I could only lift one foot, and rest it, I'd feel better." + +"Same with me, Trot. I've noticed that if you've got to do a thing, +and can't help yourself, it gets to be a hardship mighty quick." + +"Folks that can raise their feet don't appreciate what a blessing it +is," said Trot thoughtfully. "I never knew before what fun it is to +raise one foot, an' then another, any time you feel like it." + +"There's lots o' things folks don't 'preciate," replied the +sailor-man. "If somethin' would 'most stop your breath, you'd think +breathin' easy was the finest thing in life. When a person's well, he +don't realize how jolly it is, but when he gets sick he 'members the +time he was well, an' wishes that time would come back. Most folks +forget to thank God for givin' 'em two good legs, till they lose one o' +'em, like I did; and then it's too late, 'cept to praise God for +leavin' one." + +"Your wooden leg ain't so bad, Cap'n," she remarked, looking at it +critically. "Anyhow, it don't take root on a Magic Island, like our +meat legs do." + +"I ain't complainin'," said Cap'n Bill. "What's that swimmin' +towards us, Trot?" he added, looking over the Magic Flower and across +the water. + +The girl looked, too, and then she replied. + +"It's a bird of some sort. It's like a duck, only I never saw a +duck have so many colors." + +The bird swam swiftly and gracefully toward the Magic Isle, and as +it drew nearer its gorgeously colored plumage astonished them. The +feathers were of many hues of glistening greens and blues and purples, +and it had a yellow head with a red plume, and pink, white and violet +in its tail. When it reached the Isle, it came ashore and approached +them, waddling slowly and turning its head first to one side and then +to the other, so as to see the girl and the sailor better. + +"You're strangers," said the bird, coming to a halt near them, "and +you've been caught by the Magic Isle and made prisoners." + +"Yes," returned Trot, with a sigh; "we're rooted. But I hope we +won't grow." + +"You'll grow small," said the Bird. "You'll keep growing smaller +every day, until bye and bye there'll be nothing left of you. That's +the usual way, on this Magic Isle." + +"How do you know about it, and who are you, anyhow?" asked Cap'n Bill. + +"I'm the Lonesome Duck," replied the bird. "I suppose you've heard +of me?" + +"No," said Trot, "I can't say I have. What makes you lonesome?" + +"Why, I haven't any family or any relations," returned the Duck. + +"Haven't you any friends?" + +"Not a friend. And I've nothing to do. I've lived a long time, and +I've got to live forever, because I belong in the Land of Oz, where no +living thing dies. Think of existing year after year, with no +friends, no family, and nothing to do! Can you wonder I'm lonesome?" + +"Why don't you make a few friends, and find something to do?" +inquired Cap'n Bill. + +"I can't make friends because everyone I meet--bird, beast, or +person--is disagreeable to me. In a few minutes I shall be unable to +bear your society longer, and then I'll go away and leave you," said +the Lonesome Duck. "And, as for doing anything, there's no use in it. +All I meet are doing something, so I have decided it's common and +uninteresting and I prefer to remain lonesome." + +"Don't you have to hunt for your food?" asked Trot. + +"No. In my diamond palace, a little way up the river, food is +magically supplied me; but I seldom eat, because it is so common." + +"You must be a Magician Duck," remarked Cap'n Bill. + +"Why so?" + +"Well, ordinary ducks don't have diamond palaces an' magic food, +like you do." + +"True; and that's another reason why I'm lonesome. You must +remember I'm the only Duck in the Land of Oz, and I'm not like any +other duck in the outside world." + +"Seems to me you LIKE bein' lonesome," observed Cap'n Bill. + +"I can't say I like it, exactly," replied the Duck, "but since it +seems to be my fate, I'm rather proud of it." + +"How do you s'pose a single, solitary Duck happened to be in the +Land of Oz?" asked Trot, wonderingly. + +"I used to know the reason, many years ago, but I've quite forgotten +it," declared the Duck. "The reason for a thing is never so important +as the thing itself, so there's no use remembering anything but the +fact that I'm lonesome." + +"I guess you'd be happier if you tried to do something," asserted +Trot. "If you can't do anything for yourself, you can do things for +others, and then you'd get lots of friends and stop being lonesome." + +"Now you're getting disagreeable," said the Lonesome Duck, "and I +shall have to go and leave you." + +"Can't you help us any," pleaded the girl. "If there's anything +magic about you, you might get us out of this scrape." + +"I haven't any magic strong enough to get you off the Magic Isle," +replied the Lonesome Duck. "What magic I possess is very simple, but +I find it enough for my own needs." + +"If we could only sit down a while, we could stand it better," said +Trot, "but we have nothing to sit on." + +"Then you will have to stand it," said the Lonesome Duck. + +"P'raps you've enough magic to give us a couple of stools," +suggested Cap'n Bill. + +"A duck isn't supposed to know what stools are," was the reply. + +"But you're diff'rent from all other ducks." + +"That is true." The strange creature seemed to reflect for a +moment, looking at them sharply from its round black eyes. Then it +said: "Sometimes, when the sun is hot, I grow a toadstool to shelter +me from its rays. Perhaps you could sit on toadstools." + +"Well, if they were strong enough, they'd do," answered Cap'n Bill. + +"Then, before I do I'll give you a couple," said the Lonesome Duck, +and began waddling about in a small circle. It went around the circle +to the right three times, and then it went around to the left three +times. Then it hopped backward three times and forward three times. + +"What are you doing?" asked Trot. + +"Don't interrupt. This is an incantation," replied the Lonesome +Duck, but now it began making a succession of soft noises that sounded +like quacks and seemed to mean nothing at all. And it kept up these +sounds so long that Trot finally exclaimed: + +"Can't you hurry up and finish that 'cantation? If it takes all +summer to make a couple of toadstools, you're not much of a magician." + +"I told you not to interrupt," said the Lonesome Duck, sternly. +"If you get TOO disagreeable, you'll drive me away before I finish +this incantation." + +Trot kept quiet, after the rebuke, and the Duck resumed the quacky +muttering. Cap'n Bill chuckled a little to himself and remarked to +Trot in a whisper: "For a bird that ain't got anything to do, this +Lonesome Duck is makin' consider'ble fuss. An' I ain't sure, after +all, as toadstools would be worth sittin' on." + +Even as he spoke, the sailor-man felt something touch him from +behind and, turning his head, he found a big toadstool in just the +right place and of just the right size to sit upon. There was one +behind Trot, too, and with a cry of pleasure the little girl sank back +upon it and found it a very comfortable seat--solid, yet almost like a +cushion. Even Cap'n Bill's weight did not break his toadstool down, +and when both were seated, they found that the Lonesome Duck had +waddled away and was now at the water's edge. + +"Thank you, ever so much!" cried Trot, and the sailor called out: +"Much obliged!" + +But the Lonesome Duck paid no attention. Without even looking in +their direction again, the gaudy fowl entered the water and swam +gracefully away. + + + +16. The Glass Cat Finds the Black Bag + + +When the six monkeys were transformed by Kiki Aru into six giant +soldiers fifty feet tall, their heads came above the top of the +trees, which in this part of the forest were not so high as in some +other parts; and, although the trees were somewhat scattered, the +bodies of the giant soldiers were so big that they quite filled the +spaces in which they stood and the branches pressed them on every side. + +Of course, Kiki was foolish to have made his soldiers so big, for +now they could not get out of the forest. Indeed, they could not stir +a step, but were imprisoned by the trees. Even had they been in the +little clearing they could not have made their way out of it, but they +were a little beyond the clearing. At first, the other monkeys who +had not been enchanted were afraid of the soldiers, and hastily +quitted the place; but soon finding that the great men stood stock +still, although grunting indignantly at their transformation, the band +of monkeys returned to the spot and looked at them curiously, not +guessing that they were really monkeys and their own friends. + +The soldiers couldn't see them, their heads being above the trees; +they could not even raise their arms or draw their sharp swords, so +closely were they held by the leafy branches. So the monkeys, finding +the giants helpless, began climbing up their bodies, and presently all +the band were perched on the shoulders of the giants and peering into +their faces. + +"I'm Ebu, your father," cried one soldier to a monkey who had +perched upon his left ear, "but some cruel person has enchanted me." + +"I'm your Uncle Peeker," said another soldier to another monkey. + +So, very soon all the monkeys knew the truth and were sorry for +their friends and relations and angry at the person--whoever it +was--who had transformed them. There was a great chattering among the +tree-tops, and the noise attracted other monkeys, so that the clearing +and all the trees around were full of them. + +Rango the Gray Ape, who was the Chief of all the monkey tribes of +the forest, heard the uproar and came to see what was wrong with his +people. And Rango, being wiser and more experienced, at once knew +that the strange magician who looked like a mixed-up beast was +responsible for the transformations. He realized that the six giant +soldiers were helpless prisoners, because of their size, and knew he +was powerless to release them. So, although he feared to meet the +terrible magician, he hurried away to the Great Clearing to tell Gugu +the King what had happened and to try to find the Wizard of Oz and +get him to save his six enchanted subjects. + +Rango darted into the Great Clearing just as the Wizard had restored +all the enchanted ones around him to their proper shapes, and the Gray +Ape was glad to hear that the wicked magician-beast had been conquered. + +"But now, O mighty Wizard, you must come with me to where six of my +people are transformed into six great giant men," he said, "for if +they are allowed to remain there, their happiness and their future +lives will be ruined." + +The Wizard did not reply at once, for he was thinking this a good +opportunity to win Rango's consent to his taking some monkeys to the +Emerald City for Ozma's birthday cake. + +"It is a great thing you ask of me, O Rango the Gray Ape," said he, +"for the bigger the giants are the more powerful their enchantment, +and the more difficult it will be to restore them to their natural +forms. However, I will think it over." + +Then the Wizard went to another part of the clearing and sat on a +log and appeared to be in deep thought. + +The Glass Cat had been greatly interested in the Gray Ape's story and +was curious to see what the giant soldiers looked like. Hearing that +their heads extended above the tree-tops, the Glass Cat decided that +if it climbed the tall avocado tree that stood at the side of the +clearing, it might be able to see the giants' heads. So, without +mentioning her errand, the crystal creature went to the tree and, by +sticking her sharp glass claws in the bark, easily climbed the tree to +its very top and, looking over the forest, saw the six giant heads, +although they were now a long way off. It was, indeed, a remarkable +sight, for the huge heads had immense soldier caps on them, with red +and yellow plumes and looked very fierce and terrible, although the +monkey hearts of the giants were at that moment filled with fear. + +Having satisfied her curiosity, the Glass Cat began to climb down +from the tree more slowly. Suddenly she discerned the Wizard's black +bag hanging from a limb of the tree. She grasped the black bag in her +glass teeth, and although it was rather heavy for so small an animal, +managed to get it free and to carry it safely down to the ground. +Then she looked around for the Wizard and seeing him seated upon the +stump she hid the black bag among some leaves and then went over to +where the Wizard sat. + +"I forgot to tell you," said the Glass Cat, "that Trot and Cap'n +Bill are in trouble, and I came here to hunt you up and get you to go +and rescue them." + +"Good gracious, Cat! Why didn't you tell me before?" exclaimed the Wizard. + +"For the reason that I found so much excitement here that I forgot +Trot and Cap'n Bill." + +"What's wrong with them?" asked the Wizard. + +Then the Glass Cat explained how they had gone to get the Magic +Flower for Ozma's birthday gift and had been trapped by the magic of +the queer island. The Wizard was really alarmed, but he shook his +head and said sadly: + +"I'm afraid I can't help my dear friends, because I've lost my black bag." + +"If I find it, will you go to them?" asked the creature. + +"Of course," replied the Wizard. "But I do not think that a Glass +Cat with nothing but pink brains can succeed when all the rest of us +have failed." + +"Don't you admire my pink brains?" demanded the Cat. + +"They're pretty," admitted the Wizard, "but they're not regular +brains, you know, and so we don't expect them to amount to much." + +"But if I find your black bag--and find it inside of five +minutes--will you admit my pink brains are better than your common +human brains?" + +"Well, I'll admit they're better HUNTERS," said the Wizard, +reluctantly, "but you can't do it. We've searched everywhere, and the +black bag isn't to be found." + +"That shows how much you know!" retorted the Glass Cat, scornfully. +"Watch my brains a minute, and see them whirl around." + +The Wizard watched, for he was anxious to regain his black bag, and +the pink brains really did whirl around in a remarkable manner. + +"Now, come with me," commanded the Glass Cat, and led the Wizard +straight to the spot where it had covered the bag with leaves. +"According to my brains," said the creature, "your black bag ought to +be here." + +Then it scratched at the leaves and uncovered the bag, which the +Wizard promptly seized with a cry of delight. Now that he had +regained his Magic Tools, he felt confident he could rescue Trot and +Cap'n Bill. + +Rango the Gray Ape was getting impatient. He now approached the +Wizard and said: + +"Well, what do you intend to do about those poor enchanted monkeys?" + +"I'll make a bargain with you, Rango," replied the little man. "If +you will let me take a dozen of your monkeys to the Emerald City, and +keep them until after Ozma's birthday, I'll break the enchantment of +the six Giant Soldiers and return them to their natural forms." + +But the Gray Ape shook his head. + +"I can't do it," he declared. "The monkeys would be very lonesome +and unhappy in the Emerald City and your people would tease them and +throw stones at them, which would cause them to fight and bite." + +"The people won't see them till Ozma's birthday dinner," promised +the Wizard. "I'll make them very small--about four inches high, and +I'll keep them in a pretty cage in my own room, where they will be +safe from harm. I'll feed them the nicest kind of food, train them to +do some clever tricks, and on Ozma's birthday I'll hide the twelve +little monkeys inside a cake. When Ozma cuts the cake the monkeys +will jump out on to the table and do their tricks. The next day I +will bring them back to the forest and make them big as ever, and +they'll have some exciting stories to tell their friends. What do you +say, Rango?" + +"I say no!" answered the Gray Ape. "I won't have my monkeys +enchanted and made to do tricks for the Oz people." + +"Very well," said the Wizard calmly; "then I'll go. Come, Dorothy," +he called to the little girl, "let's start on our journey." + +"Aren't you going to save those six monkeys who are giant soldiers?" +asked Rango, anxiously. + +"Why should I?" returned the Wizard. "If you will not do me the +favor I ask, you cannot expect me to favor you." + +"Wait a minute," said the Gray Ape. "I've changed my mind. If you +will treat the twelve monkeys nicely and bring them safely back to the +forest, I'll let you take them." + +"Thank you," replied the Wizard, cheerfully. "We'll go at once and +save those giant soldiers." + +So all the party left the clearing and proceeded to the place where +the giants still stood among the trees. Hundreds of monkeys, apes, +baboons and orangoutangs had gathered round, and their wild chatter +could be heard a mile away. But the Gray Ape soon hushed the babel of +sounds, and the Wizard lost no time in breaking the enchantments. +First one and then another giant soldier disappeared and became an +ordinary monkey again, and the six were shortly returned to their +friends in their proper forms. + +This action made the Wizard very popular with the great army of +monkeys, and when the Gray Ape announced that the Wizard wanted to +borrow twelve monkeys to take to the Emerald City for a couple of +weeks, and asked for volunteers, nearly a hundred offered to go, +so great was their confidence in the little man who had saved +their comrades. + +The Wizard selected a dozen that seemed intelligent and +good-tempered, and then he opened his black bag and took out a queerly +shaped dish that was silver on the outside and gold on the inside. +Into this dish he poured a powder and set fire to it. It made a thick +smoke that quite enveloped the twelve monkeys, as well as the form of +the Wizard, but when the smoke cleared away the dish had been changed +to a golden cage with silver bars, and the twelve monkeys had become +about three inches high and were all seated comfortably inside the cage. + +The thousands of hairy animals who had witnessed this act of magic +were much astonished and applauded the Wizard by barking aloud and +shaking the limbs of the trees in which they sat. Dorothy said: "That +was a fine trick, Wizard!" and the Gray Ape remarked: "You are +certainly the most wonderful magician in all the Land of Oz!" + +"Oh, no," modestly replied the little man. "Glinda's magic is +better than mine, but mine seems good enough to use on ordinary +occasions. And now, Rango, we will say good-bye, and I promise to +return your monkeys as happy and safe as they are now." + +The Wizard rode on the back of the Hungry Tiger and carried the cage +of monkeys very carefully, so as not to joggle them. Dorothy rode on +the back of the Cowardly Lion, and the Glass Cat trotted, as before, +to show them the way. + +Gugu the King crouched upon a log and watched them go, but as he +bade them farewell, the enormous Leopard said: + +"I know now that you are the friends of beasts and that the forest +people may trust you. Whenever the Wizard of Oz and Princess Dorothy +enter the Forest of Gugu hearafter, they will be as welcome and as +safe with us as ever they are in the Emerald City." + + + +17. A Remarkable Journey + + +"You see," explained the Glass Cat, "that Magic Isle where Trot and +Cap'n Bill are stuck is also in this Gillikin Country--over at the +east side of it, and it's no farther to go across-lots from here than +it is from here to the Emerald City. So we'll save time by cutting +across the mountains." + +"Are you sure you know the way?" asked Dorothy. + +"I know all the Land of Oz better than any other living creature +knows it," asserted the Glass Cat. + +"Go ahead, then, and guide us," said the Wizard. "We've left our +poor friends helpless too long already, and the sooner we rescue them +the happier they'll be." + +"Are you sure you can get 'em out of their fix?" the little girl inquired. + +"I've no doubt of it," the Wizard assured her. "But I can't tell +what sort of magic I must use until I get to the place and discover +just how they are enchanted." + +"I've heard of that Magic Isle where the Wonderful Flower grows," +remarked the Cowardly Lion. "Long ago, when I used to live in the +forests, the beasts told stories about the Isle and how the Magic +Flower was placed there to entrap strangers--men or beasts." + +"Is the Flower really wonderful?" questioned Dorothy. + +"I have heard it is the most beautiful plant in the world," answered +the Lion. "I have never seen it myself, but friendly beasts have told +me that they have stood on the shore of the river and looked across at +the plant in the gold flower-pot and seen hundreds of flowers, of all +sorts and sizes, blossom upon it in quick succession. It is said that +if one picks the flowers while they are in bloom they will remain +perfect for a long time, but if they are not picked they soon +disappear and are replaced by other flowers. That, in my opinion, +make the Magic Plant the most wonderful in existence." + +"But these are only stories," said the girl. "Has any of your +friends ever picked a flower from the wonderful plant?" + +"No," admitted the Cowardly Lion, "for if any living thing ventures +upon the Magic Isle, where the golden flower-pot stands, that man or +beast takes root in the soil and cannot get away again." + +"What happens to them, then?" asked Dorothy. + +"They grow smaller, hour by hour and day by day, and finally +disappear entirely." + +"Then," said the girl anxiously, "we must hurry up, or Cap'n Bill +an' Trot will get too small to be comf'table." + +They were proceeding at a rapid pace during this conversation, for +the Hungry Tiger and the Cowardly Lion were obliged to move swiftly in +order to keep pace with the Glass Cat. After leaving the Forest of Gugu +they crossed a mountain range, and then a broad plain, after which +they reached another forest, much smaller than that where Gugu ruled. + +"The Magic Isle is in this forest," said the Glass Cat, "but the +river is at the other side of the forest. There is no path through +the trees, but if we keep going east, we will find the river, and then +it will be easy to find the Magic Isle." + +"Have you ever traveled this way before?" inquired the Wizard. + +"Not exactly," admitted the Cat, "but I know we shall reach the +river if we go east through the forest." + +"Lead on, then," said the Wizard. + +The Glass Cat started away, and at first it was easy to pass between +the trees; but before long the underbrush and vines became thick and +tangled, and after pushing their way through these obstacles for a +time, our travelers came to a place where even the Glass Cat could not +push through. + +"We'd better go back and find a path," suggested the Hungry Tiger. + +"I'm s'prised at you," said Dorothy, eyeing the Glass Cat severely. + +"I'm surprised, myself," replied the Cat. "But it's a long way +around the forest to where the river enters it, and I thought we could +save time by going straight through." + +"No one can blame you," said the Wizard, "and I think, instead of +turning back, I can make a path that will allow us to proceed." + +He opened his black bag and after searching among his magic tools +drew out a small axe, made of some metal so highly polished that it +glittered brightly even in the dark forest. The Wizard laid the +little axe on the ground and said in a commanding voice: + + +"Chop, Little Axe, chop clean and true; +A path for our feet you must quickly hew. +Chop till this tangle of jungle is passed; +Chop to the east, Little Axe--chop fast!" + + +Then the little axe began to move and flashed its bright blade right +and left, clearing a way through vine and brush and scattering the +tangled barrier so quickly that the Lion and the Tiger, carrying +Dorothy and the Wizard and the cage of monkeys on their backs, were +able to stride through the forest at a fast walk. The brush seemed to +melt away before them and the little axe chopped so fast that their +eyes only saw a twinkling of the blade. Then, suddenly, the forest +was open again, and the little axe, having obeyed its orders, lay +still upon the ground. + +The Wizard picked up the magic axe and after carefully wiping it +with his silk handkerchief put it away in his black bag. Then they +went on and in a short time reached the river. + +"Let me see," said the Glass Cat, looking up and down the stream, "I +think we are below the Magic Isle; so we must go up the stream until +we come to it." + +So up the stream they traveled, walking comfortably on the river +bank, and after a while the water broadened and a sharp bend appeared +in the river, hiding all below from their view. They walked briskly +along, however, and had nearly reached the bend when a voice cried +warningly: "Look out!" + +The travelers halted abruptly and the Wizard said: "Look out for what?" + +"You almost stepped on my Diamond Palace," replied the voice, and a +duck with gorgeously colored feathers appeared before them. "Beasts +and men are terribly clumsy," continued the Duck in an irritated tone, +"and you've no business on this side of the River, anyway. What are +you doing here?" + +"We've come to rescue some friends of ours who are stuck fast on the +Magic Isle in this river," explained Dorothy. + +"I know 'em," said the Duck. "I've been to see 'em, and they're +stuck fast, all right. You may as well go back home, for no power can +save them." + +"This is the Wonderful Wizard of Oz," said Dorothy, pointing to the +little man. + +"Well, I'm the Lonesome Duck," was the reply, as the fowl strutted +up and down to show its feathers to best advantage. "I'm the great +Forest Magician, as any beast can tell you, but even I have no power +to destroy the dreadful charm of the Magic Isle." + +"Are you lonesome because you're a magician?" inquired Dorothy. + +"No; I'm lonesome because I have no family and no friends. But I +like to be lonesome, so please don't offer to be friendly with me. Go +away, and try not to step on my Diamond Palace." + +"Where is it?" asked the girl. + +"Behind this bush." + +Dorothy hopped off the lion's back and ran around the bush to see +the Diamond Palace of the Lonesome Duck, although the gaudy fowl +protested in a series of low quacks. The girl found, indeed, a +glistening dome formed of clearest diamonds, neatly cemented together, +with a doorway at the side just big enough to admit the duck. + +"Where did you find so many diamonds?" asked Dorothy, wonderingly. + +"I know a place in the mountains where they are thick as pebbles," +said the Lonesome Duck, "and I brought them here in my bill, one by one +and put them in the river and let the water run over them until they +were brightly polished. Then I built this palace, and I'm positive +it's the only Diamond Palace in all the world." + +"It's the only one I know of," said the little girl; "but if you +live in it all alone, I don't see why it's any better than a wooden +palace, or one of bricks or cobble-stones." + +"You're not supposed to understand that," retorted the Lonesome +Duck. "But I might tell you, as a matter of education, that a home of +any sort should be beautiful to those who live in it, and should not +be intended to please strangers. The Diamond Palace is my home, and I +like it. So I don't care a quack whether YOU like it or not." + +"Oh, but I do!" exclaimed Dorothy. "It's lovely on the outside, +but--" Then she stopped speaking, for the Lonesome Duck had entered +his palace through the little door without even saying good-bye. So +Dorothy returned to her friends and they resumed their journey. + +"Do you think, Wizard, the Duck was right in saying no magic can +rescue Trot and Cap'n Bill?" asked the girl in a worried tone of voice. + +"No, I don't think the Lonesome Duck was right in saying that," +answered the Wizard, gravely, "but it is possible that their +enchantment will be harder to overcome than I expected. I'll do my +best, of course, and no one can do more than his best." + +That didn't entirely relieve Dorothy's anxiety, but she said nothing +more, and soon, on turning the bend in the river, they came in sight +of the Magic Isle. + +"There they are!" exclaimed Dorothy eagerly. + +"Yes, I see them," replied the Wizard, nodding. "They are sitting +on two big toadstools." + +"That's queer," remarked the Glass Cat. "There were no toadstools +there when I left them." + +"What a lovely flower!" cried Dorothy in rapture, as her gaze fell +on the Magic Plant. + +"Never mind the Flower, just now," advised the Wizard. "The most +important thing is to rescue our friends." + +By this time they had arrived at a place just opposite the Magic +Isle, and now both Trot and Cap'n Bill saw the arrival of their +friends and called to them for help. + +"How are you?" shouted the Wizard, putting his hands to his mouth +so they could hear him better across the water. + +"We're in hard luck," shouted Cap'n Bill, in reply. "We're anchored +here and can't move till you find a way to cut the hawser." + +"What does he mean by that?" asked Dorothy. + +"We can't move our feet a bit!" called Trot, speaking as loud as she could. + +"Why not?" inquired Dorothy. + +"They've got roots on 'em," explained Trot. + +It was hard to talk from so great a distance, so the Wizard said to +the Glass Cat: + +"Go to the island and tell our friends to be patient, for we have +come to save them. It may take a little time to release them, for the +Magic of the Isle is new to me and I shall have to experiment. But +tell them I'll hurry as fast as I can." + +So the Glass Cat walked across the river under the water to tell Trot +and Cap'n Bill not to worry, and the Wizard at once opened his black +bag and began to make his preparations. + + + +18. The Magic of the Wizard + + +He first set up a small silver tripod and placed a gold basin at the +top of it. Into this basin he put two powders--a pink one and a +sky-blue one--and poured over them a yellow liquid from a crystal +vial. Then he mumbled some magic words, and the powders began to +sizzle and burn and send out a cloud of violet smoke that floated +across the river and completely enveloped both Trot and Cap'n Bill, as +well as the toadstools on which they sat, and even the Magic Plant in +the gold flower-pot. Then, after the smoke had disappeared into air, +the Wizard called out to the prisoners: + +"Are you free?" + +Both Trot and Cap'n Bill tried to move their feet and failed. + +"No!" they shouted in answer. + +The Wizard rubbed his bald head thoughtfully and then took some +other magic tools from the bag. + +First he placed a little black ball in a silver pistol and shot it +toward the Magic Isle. The ball exploded just over the head of Trot +and scattered a thousand sparks over the little girl. + +"Oh!" said the Wizard, "I guess that will set her free." + +But Trot's feet were still rooted in the ground of the Magic Isle, +and the disappointed Wizard had to try something else. + +For almost an hour he worked hard, using almost every magic tool in +his black bag, and still Cap'n Bill and Trot were not rescued. + +"Dear me!" exclaimed Dorothy, "I'm 'fraid we'll have to go to +Glinda, after all." + +That made the little Wizard blush, for it shamed him to think that +his magic was not equal to that of the Magic Isle. + +"I won't give up yet, Dorothy," he said, "for I know a lot of +wizardry that I haven't yet tried. I don't know what magician +enchanted this little island, or what his powers were, but I DO know +that I can break any enchantment known to the ordinary witches and +magicians that used to inhabit the Land of Oz. It's like unlocking a +door; all you need is to find the right key." + +"But 'spose you haven't the right key with you." suggested Dorothy; +"what then?" + +"Then we'll have to make the key," he answered. + +The Glass Cat now came back to their side of the river, walking +under the water, and said to the Wizard: "They're getting frightened +over there on the island because they're both growing smaller every +minute. Just now, when I left them, both Trot and Cap'n Bill were +only about half their natural sizes." + +"I think," said the Wizard reflectively, "that I'd better go to the +shore of the island, where I can talk to them and work to better +advantage. How did Trot and Cap'n Bill get to the island?" + +"On a raft," answered the Glass Cat. "It's over there now on the beach." + +"I suppose you're not strong enough to bring the raft to this side, +are you?" + +"No; I couldn't move it an inch," said the Cat. + +"I'll try to get it for you," volunteered the Cowardly Lion. "I'm +dreadfully scared for fear the Magic Isle will capture me, too; but +I'll try to get the raft and bring it to this side for you." + +"Thank you, my friend," said the Wizard. + +So the Lion plunged into the river and swam with powerful strokes +across to where the raft was beached upon the island. Placing one paw +on the raft, he turned and struck out with his other three legs and so +strong was the great beast that he managed to drag the raft from off the +beach and propel it slowly to where the Wizard stood on the river bank. + +"Good!" exclaimed the little man, well pleased. + +"May I go across with you?" asked Dorothy. + +The Wizard hesitated. + +"If you'll take care not to leave the raft or step foot on the +island, you'll be quite safe," he decided. So the Wizard told the +Hungry Tiger and the Cowardly Lion to guard the cage of monkeys until +he returned, and then he and Dorothy got upon the raft. The paddle +which Cap'n Bill had made was still there, so the little Wizard paddled +the clumsy raft across the water and ran it upon the beach of the +Magic Isle as close to the place where Cap'n Bill and Trot were +rooted as he could. + +Dorothy was shocked to see how small the prisoners had become, and +Trot said to her friends: "If you can't save us soon, there'll be +nothing left of us." + +"Be patient, my dear," counseled the Wizard, and took the little axe +from his black bag. + +"What are you going to do with that?" asked Cap'n Bill. + +"It's a magic axe," replied the Wizard, "and when I tell it to chop, +it will chop those roots from your feet and you can run to the raft +before they grow again." + +"Don't!" shouted the sailor in alarm. "Don't do it! Those roots +are all flesh roots, and our bodies are feeding 'em while they're +growing into the ground." + +"To cut off the roots," said Trot, "would be like cutting off our +fingers and toes." + +The Wizard put the little axe back in the black bag and took out a +pair of silver pincers. + +"Grow--grow--grow!" he said to the pincers, and at once they grew +and extended until they reached from the raft to the prisoners. + +"What are you going to do now?" demanded Cap'n Bill, fearfully +eyeing the pincers. + +"This magic tool will pull you up, roots and all, and land you on +this raft," declared the Wizard. + +"Don't do it!" pleaded the sailor, with a shudder. "It would hurt +us awfully." + +"It would be just like pulling teeth to pull us up by the roots," +explained Trot. + +"Grow small!" said the Wizard to the pincers, and at once they +became small and he threw them into the black bag. + +"I guess, friends, it's all up with us, this time," remarked Cap'n Bill, +with a dismal sigh. + +"Please tell Ozma, Dorothy," said Trot, "that we got into trouble +trying to get her a nice birthday present. Then she'll forgive us. +The Magic Flower is lovely and wonderful, but it's just a lure to +catch folks on this dreadful island and then destroy them. You'll +have a nice birthday party, without us, I'm sure; and I hope, Dorothy, +that none of you in the Emerald City will forget me--or dear ol' +Cap'n Bill." + + + +19. Dorothy and the Bumble Bees + + +Dorothy was greatly distressed and had hard work to keep the tears +from her eyes. + +"Is that all you can do, Wizard?" she asked the little man. + +"It's all I can think of just now," he replied sadly. "But I intend +to keep on thinking as long--as long--well, as long as thinking will +do any good." + +They were all silent for a time, Dorothy and the Wizard sitting +thoughtfully on the raft, and Trot and Cap'n Bill sitting thoughtfully +on the toadstools and growing gradually smaller and smaller in size. + +Suddenly Dorothy said: "Wizard, I've thought of something!" + +"What have you thought of?" he asked, looking at the little girl +with interest. + +"Can you remember the Magic Word that transforms people?" she asked. + +"Of course," said he. + +"Then you can transform Trot and Cap'n Bill into birds or bumblebees, +and they can fly away to the other shore. When they're there, you can +transform 'em into their reg'lar shapes again!" + +"Can you do that, Wizard?" asked Cap'n Bill, eagerly. + +"I think so." + +"Roots an' all?" inquired Trot. + +"Why, the roots are now a part of you, and if you were transformed +to a bumblebee the whole of you would be transformed, of course, and +you'd be free of this awful island." + +"All right; do it!" cried the sailor-man. + +So the Wizard said slowly and distinctly: + +"I want Trot and Cap'n Bill to become bumblebees--Pyrzqxgl!" + +Fortunately, he pronounced the Magic Word in the right way, and +instantly Trot and Cap'n Bill vanished from view, and up from the +places where they had been flew two bumblebees. + +"Hooray!" shouted Dorothy in delight; "they're saved!" + +"I guess they are," agreed the Wizard, equally delighted. + +The bees hovered over the raft an instant and then flew across the +river to where the Lion and the Tiger waited. The Wizard picked up +the paddle and paddled the raft across as fast as he could. When it +reached the river bank, both Dorothy and the Wizard leaped ashore and +the little man asked excitedly: + +"Where are the bees?" + +"The bees?" inquired the Lion, who was half asleep and did not know +what had happened on the Magic Isle. + +"Yes; there were two of them." + +"Two bees?" said the Hungry Tiger, yawning. "Why, I ate one of them +and the Cowardly Lion ate the other." + +"Goodness gracious!" cried Dorothy horrified. + +"It was little enough for our lunch," remarked the Tiger, "but the +bees were the only things we could find." + +"How dreadful!" wailed Dorothy, wringing her hands in despair. +"You've eaten Trot and Cap'n Bill." + +But just then she heard a buzzing overhead and two bees alighted on +her shoulder. + +"Here we are," said a small voice in her ear. "I'm Trot, Dorothy." + +"And I'm Cap'n Bill," said the other bee. + +Dorothy almost fainted, with relief, and the Wizard, who was close by +and had heard the tiny voices, gave a laugh and said: + +"You are not the only two bees in the forest, it seems, but I advise +you to keep away from the Lion and the Tiger until you regain your +proper forms." + +"Do it now, Wizard!" advised Dorothy. "They're so small that you +never can tell what might happen to 'em." + +So the Wizard gave the command and pronounced the Magic Word, and in +the instant Trot and Cap'n Bill stood beside them as natural as before +they had met their fearful adventure. For they were no longer small +in size, because the Wizard had transformed them from bumblebees into +the shapes and sizes that nature had formerly given them. The ugly +roots on their feet had disappeared with the transformation. + +While Dorothy was hugging Trot, and Trot was softly crying because +she was so happy, the Wizard shook hands with Cap'n Bill and +congratulated him on his escape. The old sailor-man was so pleased +that he also shook the Lion's paw and took off his hat and bowed +politely to the cage of monkeys. + +Then Cap'n Bill did a curious thing. He went to a big tree and, +taking out his knife, cut away a big, broad piece of thick bark. Then +he sat down on the ground and after taking a roll of stout cord from +his pocket--which seemed to be full of all sorts of things--he +proceeded to bind the flat piece of bark to the bottom of his good +foot, over the leather sole. + +"What's that for?" inquired the Wizard. + +"I hate to be stumped," replied the sailor-man; "so I'm goin' back +to that island." + +"And get enchanted again?" exclaimed Trot, with evident disapproval. + +"No; this time I'll dodge the magic of the island. I noticed that +my wooden leg didn't get stuck, or take root, an' neither did the +glass feet of the Glass Cat. It's only a thing that's made of +meat--like man an' beasts--that the magic can hold an' root to the +ground. Our shoes are leather, an' leather comes from a beast's hide. +Our stockin's are wool, an' wool comes from a sheep's back. So, when +we walked on the Magic Isle, our feet took root there an' held us +fast. But not my wooden leg. So now I'll put a wooden bottom on my +other foot an' the magic can't stop me." + +"But why do you wish to go back to the island?" asked Dorothy. + +"Didn't you see the Magic Flower in the gold flower-pot?" returned +Cap'n Bill. + +"Of course I saw it, and it's lovely and wonderful." + +"Well, Trot an' I set out to get the magic plant for a present to +Ozma on her birthday, and I mean to get it an' take it back with us to +the Emerald City." + +"That would be fine," cried Trot eagerly, "if you think you can do +it, and it would be safe to try!" + +"I'm pretty sure it is safe, the way I've fixed my foot," said the +sailor, "an' if I SHOULD happen to get caught, I s'pose the Wizard +could save me again." + +"I suppose I could," agreed the Wizard. "Anyhow, if you wish to try +it, Cap'n Bill, go ahead and we'll stand by and watch what happens." + +So the sailor-man got upon the raft again and paddled over to the +Magic Isle, landing as close to the golden flower-pot as he could. +They watched him walk across the land, put both arms around the +flower-pot and lift it easily from its place. Then he carried it to +the raft and set it down very gently. The removal did not seem to +affect the Magic Flower in any way, for it was growing daffodils when +Cap'n Bill picked it up and on the way to the raft it grew tulips and +gladioli. During the time the sailor was paddling across the river to +where his friends awaited him, seven different varieties of flowers +bloomed in succession on the plant. + +"I guess the Magician who put it on the island never thought that any +one would carry it off," said Dorothy. + +"He figured that only men would want the plant, and any man who went +upon the island to get it would be caught by the enchantment," added +the Wizard. + +"After this," remarked Trot, "no one will care to go on the island, +so it won't be a trap any more." + +"There," exclaimed Cap'n Bill, setting down the Magic Plant in +triumph upon the river bank, "if Ozma gets a better birthday present +than that, I'd like to know what it can be!" + +"It'll s'prise her, all right," declared Dorothy, standing in awed +wonder before the gorgeous blossoms and watching them change from +yellow roses to violets. + +"It'll s'prise ev'rybody in the Em'rald City," Trot asserted in glee, +"and it'll be Ozma's present from Cap'n Bill and me." + +"I think I ought to have a little credit," objected the Glass Cat. +"I discovered the thing, and led you to it, and brought the Wizard +here to save you when you got caught." + +"That's true," admitted Trot, "and I'll tell Ozma the whole story, +so she'll know how good you've been." + + + +20. The Monkeys Have Trouble + + +"Now," said the Wizard, "we must start for home. But how are we +going to carry that big gold flower-pot? Cap'n Bill can't lug it all +the way, that's certain." + +"No," acknowledged the sailor-man; "it's pretty heavy. I could carry +it for a little while, but I'd have to stop to rest every few minutes." + +"Couldn't we put it on your back?" Dorothy asked the Cowardly Lion, +with a good-natured yawn. + +"I don't object to carrying it, if you can fasten it on," answered +the Lion. + +"If it falls off," said Trot, "it might get smashed an' be ruined." + +"I'll fix it," promised Cap'n Bill. "I'll make a flat board out of +one of these tree trunks, an' tie the board on the lion's back, an' +set the flower-pot on the board." He set to work at once to do this, +but as he only had his big knife for a tool his progress was slow. + +So the Wizard took from his black bag a tiny saw that shone like +silver and said to it: + + +"Saw, Little Saw, come show your power; +Make us a board for the Magic Flower." + + +And at once the Little Saw began to move and it sawed the log so +fast that those who watched it work were astonished. It seemed to +understand, too, just what the board was to be used for, for when it +was completed it was flat on top and hollowed beneath in such a manner +that it exactly fitted the Lion's back. + +"That beats whittlin'!" exclaimed Cap'n Bill, admiringly. "You +don't happen to have TWO o' them saws; do you, Wizard?" + +"No," replied the Wizard, wiping the Magic Saw carefully with his +silk handkerchief and putting it back in the black bag. "It's the +only saw of its kind in the world; and if there were more like it, it +wouldn't be so wonderful." + +They now tied the board on the Lion's back, flat side up, and Cap'n +Bill carefully placed the Magic Flower on the board. + +"For fear o' accidents," he said, "I'll walk beside the Lion and +hold onto the flower-pot." + +Trot and Dorothy could both ride on the back of the Hungry Tiger, +and between them they carried the cage of monkeys. But this +arrangement left the Wizard, as well as the sailor, to make the +journey on foot, and so the procession moved slowly and the Glass Cat +grumbled because it would take so long to get to the Emerald City. + +The Cat was sour-tempered and grumpy, at first, but before they had +journeyed far, the crystal creature had discovered a fine amusement. +The long tails of the monkeys were constantly sticking through the +bars of their cage, and when they did, the Glass Cat would slyly seize +the tails in her paws and pull them. That made the monkeys scream, +and their screams pleased the Glass Cat immensely. Trot and Dorothy +tried to stop this naughty amusement, but when they were not looking +the Cat would pull the tails again, and the creature was so sly and +quick that the monkeys could seldom escape. They scolded the Cat +angrily and shook the bars of their cage, but they could not get out +and the Cat only laughed at them. + +After the party had left the forest and were on the plains of the +Munchkin Country, it grew dark, and they were obliged to make camp for +the night, choosing a pretty place beside a brook. By means of his +magic the Wizard created three tents, pitched in a row on the grass +and nicely fitted with all that was needful for the comfort of his +comrades. The middle tent was for Dorothy and Trot, and had in it two +cosy white beds and two chairs. Another tent, also with beds and +chairs, was for the Wizard and Cap'n Bill, while the third tent was +for the Hungry Tiger, the Cowardly Lion, the cage of Monkeys and the +Glass Cat. Outside the tents the Wizard made a fire and placed over +it a magic kettle from which he presently drew all sorts of nice +things for their supper, smoking hot. + +After they had eaten and talked together for a while under the +twinkling stars, they all went to bed and the people were soon +asleep. The Lion and the Tiger had almost fallen asleep, too, when +they were roused by the screams of the monkeys, for the Glass Cat was +pulling their tails again. Annoyed by the uproar, the Hungry Tiger +cried: "Stop that racket!" and getting sight of the Glass Cat, he +raised his big paw and struck at the creature. The cat was quick +enough to dodge the blow, but the claws of the Hungry Tiger scraped +the monkey's cage and bent two of the bars. + +Then the Tiger lay down again to sleep, but the monkeys soon +discovered that the bending of the bars would allow them to squeeze +through. They did not leave the cage, however, but after whispering +together they let their tails stick out and all remained quiet. +Presently the Glass Cat stole near the cage again and gave a yank to +one of the tails. Instantly the monkeys leaped through the bars, one +after another, and although they were so small the entire dozen of +them surrounded the Glass Cat and clung to her claws and tail and ears +and made her a prisoner. Then they forced her out of the tent and +down to the banks of the stream. The monkeys had noticed that these +banks were covered with thick, slimy mud of a dark blue color, and +when they had taken the Cat to the stream, they smeared this mud all +over the glass body of the cat, filling the creature's ears and eyes +with it, so that she could neither see nor hear. She was no longer +transparent and so thick was the mud upon her that no one could see +her pink brains or her ruby heart. + +In this condition they led the pussy back to the tent and then got +inside their cage again. + +By morning the mud had dried hard on the Glass Cat and it was a dull +blue color throughout. Dorothy and Trot were horrified, but the +Wizard shook his head and said it served the Glass Cat right for +teasing the monkeys. + +Cap'n Bill, with his strong hands, soon bent the golden wires of the +monkeys' cage into the proper position and then he asked the Wizard if +he should wash the Glass Cat in the water of the brook. + +"Not just yet," answered the Wizard. "The Cat deserves to be +punished, so I think I'll leave that blue mud--which is as bad as +paint--upon her body until she gets to the Emerald City. The silly +creature is so vain that she will be greatly shamed when the Oz people +see her in this condition, and perhaps she'll take the lesson to heart +and leave the monkeys alone hereafter." + +However, the Glass Cat could not see or hear, and to avoid carrying +her on the journey the Wizard picked the mud out of her eyes and ears +and Dorothy dampened her handkerchief and washed both the eyes and +ears clean. + +As soon as she could speak the Glass Cat asked indignantly: "Aren't +you going to punish those monkeys for playing such a trick on me?" + +"No," answered the Wizard. "You played a trick on them by pulling +their tails, so this is only tit-for-tat, and I'm glad the monkeys had +their revenge." + +He wouldn't allow the Glass Cat to go near the water, to wash +herself, but made her follow them when they resumed their journey +toward the Emerald City. + +"This is only part of your punishment," said the Wizard, severely. +"Ozma will laugh at you, when we get to her palace, and so will the +Scarecrow, and the Tin Woodman, and Tik-Tok, and the Shaggy Man, and +Button-Bright, and the Patchwork Girl, and--" + +"And the Pink Kitten," added Dorothy. + +That suggestion hurt the Glass Cat more than anything else. The +Pink Kitten always quarreled with the Glass Cat and insisted that +flesh was superior to glass, while the Glass Cat would jeer at the +Pink Kitten, because it had no pink brains. But the pink brains were +all daubed with blue mud, just now, and if the Pink Kitten should see +the Glass Cat in such a condition, it would be dreadfully humiliating. + +For several hours the Glass Cat walked along very meekly, but toward +noon it seized an opportunity when no one was looking and darted away +through the long grass. It remembered that there was a tiny lake of +pure water near by, and to this lake the Cat sped as fast as it could go. + +The others never missed her until they stopped for lunch, and then +it was too late to hunt for her. + +"I s'pect she's gone somewhere to clean herself," said Dorothy. + +"Never mind," replied the Wizard. "Perhaps this glass creature has +been punished enough, and we must not forget she saved both Trot and +Cap'n Bill." + +"After first leading 'em onto an enchanted island," added Dorothy. +"But I think, as you do, that the Glass Cat is punished enough, and +p'raps she won't try to pull the monkeys' tails again." + +The Glass Cat did not rejoin the party of travelers. She was still +resentful, and they moved too slowly to suit her, besides. When they +arrived at the Royal Palace, one of the first things they saw was the +Glass Cat curled up on a bench as bright and clean and transparent as +ever. But she pretended not to notice them, and they passed her by +without remark. + + + +21. The College of Athletic Arts + + +Dorothy and her friends arrived at the Royal Palace at an opportune +time, for Ozma was holding high court in her Throne Room, where +Professor H. M. Wogglebug, T.E., was appealing to her to punish some of +the students of the Royal Athletic College, of which he was the Principal. + +This College is located in the Munchkin Country, but not far from +the Emerald City. To enable the students to devote their entire time +to athletic exercises, such as boating, foot-ball, and the like, +Professor Wogglebug had invented an assortment of Tablets of Learning. +One of these tablets, eaten by a scholar after breakfast, would +instantly enable him to understand arithmetic or algebra or any other +branch of mathematics. Another tablet eaten after lunch gave a +student a complete knowledge of geography. Another tablet made it +possible for the eater to spell the most difficult words, and still +another enabled him to write a beautiful hand. There were tablets for +history, mechanics, home cooking and agriculture, and it mattered not +whether a boy or a girl was stupid or bright, for the tablets taught +them everything in the twinkling of an eye. + +This method, which is patented in the Land of Oz by Professor +Wogglebug, saves paper and books, as well as the tedious hours devoted +to study in some of our less favored schools, and it also allows the +students to devote all their time to racing, base-ball, tennis and +other manly and womanly sports, which are greatly interfered with by +study in those Temples of Learning where Tablets of Learning are unknown. + +But it so happened that Professor Wogglebug (who had invented so +much that he had acquired the habit) carelessly invented a Square-Meal +Tablet, which was no bigger than your little finger-nail but +contained, in condensed form, the equal of a bowl of soup, a portion +of fried fish, a roast, a salad and a dessert, all of which gave the +same nourishment as a square meal. + +The Professor was so proud of these Square-Meal Tablets that he +began to feed them to the students at his college, instead of other +food, but the boys and girls objected because they wanted food that +they could enjoy the taste of. It was no fun at all to swallow a +tablet, with a glass of water, and call it a dinner; so they refused +to eat the Square-Meal Tablets. Professor Wogglebug insisted, and the +result was that the Senior Class seized the learned Professor one day +and threw him into the river--clothes and all. Everyone knows that a +wogglebug cannot swim, and so the inventor of the wonderful +Square-Meal Tablets lay helpless on the bottom of the river for three +days before a fisherman caught one of his legs on a fishhook and +dragged him out upon the bank. + +The learned Professor was naturally indignant at such treatment, and +so he brought the entire Senior Class to the Emerald City and appealed +to Ozma of Oz to punish them for their rebellion. + +I do not suppose the girl Ruler was very severe with the rebellious +boys and girls, because she had herself refused to eat the Square-Meal +Tablets in place of food, but while she was listening to the +interesting case in her Throne Room, Cap'n Bill managed to carry the +golden flower-pot containing the Magic Flower up to Trot's room +without it being seen by anyone except Jellia Jamb, Ozma's chief Maid +of Honor, and Jellia promised not to tell. + +Also the Wizard was able to carry the cage of monkeys up to one of +the top towers of the palace, where he had a room of his own, to which +no one came unless invited. So Trot and Dorothy and Cap'n Bill and +the Wizard were all delighted at the successful end of their +adventure. The Cowardly Lion and the Hungry Tiger went to the marble +stables behind the Royal Palace, where they lived while at home, and +they too kept the secret, even refusing to tell the Wooden Sawhorse, +and Hank the Mule, and the Yellow Hen, and the Pink Kitten where they +had been. + +Trot watered the Magic Flower every day and allowed no one in her +room to see the beautiful blossoms except her friends, Betsy Bobbin +and Dorothy. The wonderful plant did not seem to lose any of its +magic by being removed from its island, and Trot was sure that Ozma +would prize it as one of her most delightful treasures. + +Up in his tower the little Wizard of Oz began training his twelve +tiny monkeys, and the little creatures were so intelligent that they +learned every trick the Wizard tried to teach them. The Wizard +treated them with great kindness and gentleness and gave them the food +that monkeys love best, so they promised to do their best on the great +occasion of Ozma's birthday. + + + +22. Ozma's Birthday Party + + +It seems odd that a fairy should have a birthday, for fairies, they +say, were born at the beginning of time and live forever. Yet, on the +other hand, it would be a shame to deprive a fairy, who has so many +other good things, of the delights of a birthday. So we need not +wonder that the fairies keep their birthdays just as other folks do, +and consider them occasions for feasting and rejoicing. + +Ozma, the beautiful girl Ruler of the Fairyland of Oz, was a real +fairy, and so sweet and gentle in caring for her people that she was +greatly beloved by them all. She lived in the most magnificent palace +in the most magnificent city in the world, but that did not prevent +her from being the friend of the most humble person in her dominions. +She would mount her Wooden Sawhorse, and ride out to a farm house and +sit in the kitchen to talk with the good wife of the farmer while she +did her family baking; or she would play with the children and give +them rides on her famous wooden steed; or she would stop in a forest +to speak to a charcoal burner and ask if he was happy or desired +anything to make him more content; or she would teach young girls how +to sew and plan pretty dresses, or enter the shops where the jewelers +and craftsmen were busy and watch them at their work, giving to each +and all a cheering word or sunny smile. + +And then Ozma would sit in her jeweled throne, with her chosen +courtiers all about her, and listen patiently to any complaint brought +to her by her subjects, striving to accord equal justice to all. +Knowing she was fair in her decisions, the Oz people never murmured at +her judgments, but agreed, if Ozma decided against them, she was right +and they wrong. + +When Dorothy and Trot and Betsy Bobbin and Ozma were together, one +would think they were all about of an age, and the fairy Ruler no +older and no more "grown up" than the other three. She would laugh +and romp with them in regular girlish fashion, yet there was an air of +quiet dignity about Ozma, even in her merriest moods, that, in a +manner, distinguished her from the others. The three girls loved her +devotedly, but they were never able to quite forget that Ozma was the +Royal Ruler of the wonderful Fairyland of Oz, and by birth belonged to +a powerful race. + +Ozma's palace stood in the center of a delightful and extensive +garden, where splendid trees and flowering shrubs and statuary and +fountains abounded. One could walk for hours in this fascinating park +and see something interesting at every step. In one place was an +aquarium, where strange and beautiful fish swam; at another spot all +the birds of the air gathered daily to a great feast which Ozma's +servants provided for them, and were so fearless of harm that they +would alight upon one's shoulders and eat from one's hand. There was +also the Fountain of the Water of Oblivion, but it was dangerous to +drink of this water, because it made one forget everything he had ever +before known, even to his own name, and therefore Ozma had placed a +sign of warning upon the fountain. But there were also fountains that +were delightfully perfumed, and fountains of delicious nectar, cool +and richly flavored, where all were welcome to refresh themselves. + +Around the palace grounds was a great wall, thickly encrusted with +glittering emeralds, but the gates stood open and no one was forbidden +entrance. On holidays the people of the Emerald City often took their +children to see the wonders of Ozma's gardens, and even entered the +Royal Palace, if they felt so inclined, for they knew that they and +their Ruler were friends, and that Ozma delighted to give them pleasure. + +When all this is considered, you will not be surprised that the +people throughout the Land of Oz, as well as Ozma's most intimate +friends and her royal courtiers, were eager to celebrate her birthday, +and made preparations for the festival weeks in advance. All the +brass bands practiced their nicest tunes, for they were to march in +the numerous processions to be made in the Winkie Country, the +Gillikin Country, the Munchkin Country and the Quadling Country, as +well as in the Emerald City. Not all the people could go to +congratulate their Ruler, but all could celebrate her birthday, in one +way or another, however far distant from her palace they might be. +Every home and building throughout the Land of Oz was to be decorated +with banners and bunting, and there were to be games, and plays, and a +general good time for every one. + +It was Ozma's custom on her birthday to give a grand feast at the +palace, to which all her closest friends were invited. It was a +queerly assorted company, indeed, for there are more quaint and unusual +characters in Oz than in all the rest of the world, and Ozma was more +interested in unusual people than in ordinary ones--just as you and I are. + +On this especial birthday of the lovely girl Ruler, a long table was +set in the royal Banquet Hall of the palace, at which were place-cards +for the invited guests, and at one end of the great room was a smaller +table, not so high, for Ozma's animal friends, whom she never forgot, +and at the other end was a big table where all of the birthday gifts +were to be arranged. + +When the guests arrived, they placed their gifts on this table and +then found their places at the banquet table. And, after the guests +were all placed, the animals entered in a solemn procession and were +placed at their table by Jellia Jamb. Then, while an orchestra hidden +by a bank of roses and ferns played a march composed for the occasion, +the Royal Ozma entered the Banquet Hall, attended by her Maids of +Honor, and took her seat at the head of the table. + +She was greeted by a cheer from all the assembled company, the +animals adding their roars and growls and barks and mewing and +cackling to swell the glad tumult, and then all seated themselves at +their tables. + +At Ozma's right sat the famous Scarecrow of Oz, whose straw-stuffed +body was not beautiful, but whose happy nature and shrewd wit had made +him a general favorite. On the left of the Ruler was placed the Tin +Woodman, whose metal body had been brightly polished for this event. +The Tin Woodman was the Emperor of the Winkie Country and one of the +most important persons in Oz. + +Next to the Scarecrow, Dorothy was seated, and next to her was +Tik-Tok, the Clockwork Man, who had been wound up as tightly as his +clockwork would permit, so he wouldn't interrupt the festivities by +running down. Then came Aunt Em and Uncle Henry, Dorothy's own +relations, two kindly old people who had a cozy home in the Emerald +City and were very happy and contented there. Then Betsy Bobbin was +seated, and next to her the droll and delightful Shaggy Man, who was a +favorite wherever he went. + +On the other side of the table, opposite the Tin Woodman was +placed Trot, and next to her, Cap'n Bill. Then was seated +Button-Bright and Ojo the Lucky, and Dr. Pipt and his good wife +Margalot, and the astonishing Frogman, who had come from the Yip +country to be present at Ozma's birthday feast. + +At the foot of the table, facing Ozma, was seated the queenly +Glinda, the good Sorceress of Oz, for this was really the place of +honor next to the head of the table where Ozma herself sat. On +Glinda's right was the Little Wizard of Oz, who owed to Glinda all of +the magical arts he knew. Then came Jinjur, a pretty girl farmer of +whom Ozma and Dorothy were quite fond. The adjoining seat was +occupied by the Tin Soldier, and next to him was Professor H. M. +Wogglebug, T.E., of the Royal Athletic College. + +On Glinda's left was placed the jolly Patchwork Girl, who was a +little afraid of the Sorceress and so was likely to behave herself +pretty well. The Shaggy Man's brother was beside the Patchwork Girl, +and then came that interesting personage, Jack Pumpkinhead, who had +grown a splendid big pumpkin for a new head to be worn on Ozma's +birthday, and had carved a face on it that was even jollier in +expression than the one he had last worn. New heads were not unusual +with Jack, for the pumpkins did not keep long, and when the +seeds--which served him as brains--began to get soft and mushy, he +realized his head would soon spoil, and so he procured a new one from his +great field of pumpkins--grown by him so that he need never lack a head. + +You will have noticed that the company at Ozma's banquet table was +somewhat mixed, but every one invited was a tried and trusted friend of +the girl Ruler, and their presence made her quite happy. + +No sooner had Ozma seated herself, with her back to the birthday +table, than she noticed that all present were eyeing with curiosity +and pleasure something behind her, for the gorgeous Magic Flower was +blooming gloriously and the mammoth blossoms that quickly succeeded +one another on the plant were beautiful to view and filled the entire +room with their delicate fragrance. Ozma wanted to look, too, to see +what all were staring at, but she controlled her curiosity because it +was not proper that she should yet view her birthday gifts. + +So the sweet and lovely Ruler devoted herself to her guests, several +of whom, such as the Scarecrow, the Tin Woodman, the Patchwork Girl, +Tik-Tok, Jack Pumpkinhead and the Tin Soldier, never ate anything but +sat very politely in their places and tried to entertain those of the +guests who did eat. + +And, at the animal table, there was another interesting group, +consisting of the Cowardly Lion, the Hungry Tiger, Toto--Dorothy's +little shaggy black dog--Hank the Mule, the Pink Kitten, the Wooden +Sawhorse, the Yellow Hen, and the Glass Cat. All of these had good +appetites except the Sawhorse and the Glass Cat, and each was given a +plentiful supply of the food it liked best. + +Finally, when the banquet was nearly over and the ice-cream was to be +served, four servants entered bearing a huge cake, all frosted and +decorated with candy flowers. Around the edge of the cake was a row of +lighted candles, and in the center were raised candy letters that +spelled the words: + + + OZMA'S + Birthday Cake + from +Dorothy and the Wizard + + +"Oh, how beautiful!" cried Ozma, greatly delighted, and Dorothy said +eagerly: "Now you must cut the cake, Ozma, and each of us will eat a +piece with our ice-cream." + +Jellia Jamb brought a large golden knife with a jeweled handle, and +Ozma stood up in her place and attempted to cut the cake. But as soon +as the frosting in the center broke under the pressure of the knife +there leaped from the cake a tiny monkey three inches high, and he was +followed by another and another, until twelve monkeys stood on the +tablecloth and bowed low to Ozma. + +"Congratulations to our gracious Ruler!" they exclaimed in a chorus, +and then they began a dance, so droll and amusing that all the company +roared with laughter and even Ozma joined in the merriment. But after +the dance the monkeys performed some wonderful acrobatic feats, and +then they ran to the hollow of the cake and took out some band +instruments of burnished gold--cornets, horns, drums, and the +like--and forming into a procession the monkeys marched up and down +the table playing a jolly tune with the ease of skilled musicians. + +Dorothy was delighted with the success of her "Surprise Cake," and +after the monkeys had finished their performance, the banquet came to +an end. + +Now was the time for Ozma to see her other presents, so Glinda the +Good rose and, taking the girl Ruler by her hand, led her to the table +where all her gifts were placed in magnificent array. The Magic +Flower of course attracted her attention first, and Trot had to tell +her the whole story of their adventures in getting it. The little +girl did not forget to give due credit to the Glass Cat and the little +Wizard, but it was really Cap'n Bill who had bravely carried the +golden flower-pot away from the enchanted Isle. + +Ozma thanked them all, and said she would place the Magic Flower in +her boudoir where she might enjoy its beauty and fragrance continually. +But now she discovered the marvelous gown woven by Glinda and her +maidens from strands drawn from pure emeralds, and being a girl who +loved pretty clothes, Ozma's ecstasy at being presented with this +exquisite gown may well be imagined. She could hardly wait to put it +on, but the table was loaded with other pretty gifts and the night was +far spent before the happy girl Ruler had examined all her presents +and thanked those who had lovingly donated them. + + + +23. The Fountain of Oblivion + + +The morning after the birthday fete, as the Wizard and Dorothy were walking +in the grounds of the palace, Ozma came out and joined them, saying: + +"I want to hear more of your adventures in the Forest of Gugu, and +how you were able to get those dear little monkeys to use in Dorothy's +Surprise Cake." + +So they sat down on a marble bench near to the Fountain of the Water of +Oblivion, and between them Dorothy and the Wizard related their adventures. + +"I was dreadfully fussy while I was a woolly lamb," said Dorothy, +"for it didn't feel good, a bit. And I wasn't quite sure, you know, +that I'd ever get to be a girl again." + +"You might have been a woolly lamb yet, if I hadn't happened to have +discovered that Magic Transformation Word," declared the Wizard. + +"But what became of the walnut and the hickory-nut into which you +transformed those dreadful beast magicians?" inquired Ozma. + +"Why, I'd almost forgotten them," was the reply; "but I believe they +are still here in my pocket." + +Then he searched in his pockets and brought out the two nuts and +showed them to her. + +Ozma regarded them thoughtfully. + +"It isn't right to leave any living creatures in such helpless +forms," said she. "I think, Wizard, you ought to transform them into +their natural shapes again." + +"But I don't know what their natural shapes are," he objected, "for +of course the forms of mixed animals which they had assumed were not +natural to them. And you must not forget, Ozma, that their natures +were cruel and mischievous, so if I bring them back to life they might +cause us a great deal of trouble." + +"Nevertheless," said the Ruler of Oz, "we must free them from their +present enchantments. When you restore them to their natural forms we +will discover who they really are, and surely we need not fear any two +people, even though they prove to be magicians and our enemies." + +"I am not so sure of that," protested the Wizard, with a shake of +his bald head. "The one bit of magic I robbed them of--which was the +Word of Transformation--is so simple, yet so powerful, that neither +Glinda nor I can equal it. It isn't all in the word, you know, it's +the way the word is pronounced. So if the two strange magicians have +other magic of the same sort, they might prove very dangerous to us, +if we liberated them." + +"I've an idea!" exclaimed Dorothy. "I'm no wizard, and no fairy, +but if you do as I say, we needn't fear these people at all." + +"What is your thought, my dear?" asked Ozma. + +"Well," replied the girl, "here is this Fountain of the Water of +Oblivion, and that's what put the notion into my head. When the +Wizard speaks that ter'ble word that will change 'em back to their +real forms, he can make 'em dreadful thirsty, too, and we'll put a cup +right here by the fountain, so it'll be handy. Then they'll drink the +water and forget all the magic they ever knew--and everything else, too." + +"That's not a bad idea," said the Wizard, looking at Dorothy approvingly. + +"It's a very GOOD idea," declared Ozma. "Run for a cup, Dorothy." + +So Dorothy ran to get a cup, and while she was gone the Wizard said: + +"I don't know whether the real forms of these magicians are those of +men or beasts. If they're beasts, they would not drink from a cup but +might attack us at once and drink afterward. So it might be safer for +us to have the Cowardly Lion and the Hungry Tiger here to protect us +if necessary." + +Ozma drew out a silver whistle which was attached to a slender gold +chain and blew upon the whistle two shrill blasts. The sound, though +not harsh, was very penetrating, and as soon as it reached the ears of +the Cowardly Lion and the Hungry Tiger, the two huge beasts quickly +came bounding toward them. Ozma explained to them what the Wizard was +about to do, and told them to keep quiet unless danger threatened. So +the two powerful guardians of the Ruler of Oz crouched beside the +fountain and waited. + +Dorothy returned and set the cup on the edge of the fountain. Then +the Wizard placed the hickory-nut beside the fountain and said in a +solemn voice: + +"I want you to resume your natural form, and to be very +thirsty--Pyrzqxgl!" + +In an instant there appeared, in the place of the hickory-nut, the +form of Kiki Aru, the Hyup boy. He seemed bewildered, at first, as if +trying to remember what had happened to him and why he was in this +strange place. But he was facing the fountain, and the bubbling water +reminded him that he was thirsty. Without noticing Ozma, the Wizard +and Dorothy, who were behind him, he picked up the cup, filled it with +the Water of Oblivion, and drank it to the last drop. + +He was now no longer thirsty, but he felt more bewildered than ever, for +now he could remember nothing at all--not even his name or where he +came from. He looked around the beautiful garden with a pleased +expression, and then, turning, he beheld Ozma and the Wizard and +Dorothy regarding him curiously and the two great beasts crouching +behind them. + +Kiki Aru did not know who they were, but he thought Ozma very lovely +and Dorothy very pleasant. So he smiled at them--the same innocent, +happy smile that a baby might have indulged in, and that pleased Dorothy, +who seized his hand and led him to a seat beside her on the bench. + +"Why, I thought you were a dreadful magician," she exclaimed, +"and you're only a boy!" + +"What is a magician?" he asked, "and what is a boy?" + +"Don't you know?" inquired the girl. + +Kiki shook his head. Then he laughed. + +"I do not seem to know anything," he replied. + +"It's very curious," remarked the Wizard. "He wears the dress of +the Munchkins, so he must have lived at one time in the Munchkin +Country. Of course the boy can tell us nothing of his history or his +family, for he has forgotten all that he ever knew." + +"He seems a nice boy, now that all the wickedness has gone from +him," said Ozma. "So we will keep him here with us and teach him our +ways--to be true and considerate of others." + +"Why, in that case, it's lucky for him he drank the Water of +Oblivion," said Dorothy. + +"It is indeed," agreed the Wizard. "But the remarkable thing, to +me, is how such a young boy ever learned the secret of the Magic Word +of Transformation. Perhaps his companion, who is at present this +walnut, was the real magician, although I seem to remember that it was +this boy in the beast's form who whispered the Magic Word into the +hollow tree, where I overheard it." + +"Well, we will soon know who the other is," suggested Ozma. "He may +prove to be another Munchkin boy." + +The Wizard placed the walnut near the fountain and said, as slowly +and solemnly as before: + +"I want you to resume your natural form, and to be very +thirsty--Pyrzqxgl!" + +Then the walnut disappeared and Ruggedo the Nome stood in its place. +He also was facing the fountain, and he reached for the cup, filled +it, and was about to drink when Dorothy exclaimed: + +"Why, it's the old Nome King!" + +Ruggedo swung around and faced them, the cup still in his hand. + +"Yes," he said in an angry voice, "it's the old Nome King, and I'm +going to conquer all Oz and be revenged on you for kicking me out of +my throne." He looked around a moment, and then continued: "There +isn't an egg in sight, and I'm stronger than all of you people put +together! I don't know how I came here, but I'm going to fight the +fight of my life--and I'll win!" + +His long white hair and beard waved in the breeze; his eyes flashed +hate and vengeance, and so astonished and shocked were they by the +sudden appearance of this old enemy of the Oz people that they could +only stare at him in silence and shrink away from his wild glare. + +Ruggedo laughed. He drank the water, threw the cup on the ground +and said fiercely: + +"And now--and now--and--" + +His voice grew gentle. He rubbed his forehead with a puzzled air +and stroked his long beard. + +"What was I going to say?" he asked, pleadingly. + +"Don't you remember?" said the Wizard. + +"No; I've forgotten." + +"Who ARE you?" asked Dorothy. + +He tried to think. "I--I'm sure I don't know," he stammered. + +"Don't you know who WE are, either?" questioned the girl. + +"I haven't the slightest idea," said the Nome. + +"Tell us who this Munchkin boy is," suggested Ozma. + +Ruggedo looked at the boy and shook his head. + +"He's a stranger to me. You are all strangers. I--I'm a stranger +to myself," he said. + +Then he patted the Lion's head and murmured, "Good doggie!" and the +Lion growled indignantly. + +"What shall we do with him?" asked the Wizard, perplexed. + +"Once before the wicked old Nome came here to conquer us, and then, +as now, he drank of the Water of Oblivion and became harmless. But we +sent him back to the Nome Kingdom, where he soon learned the old evil +ways again. + +"For that reason," said Ozma, "we must find a place for him in the +Land of Oz, and keep him here. 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FOR PUBLIC DOMAIN ETEXTS*Ver.04.29.93*END* +</pre> + +<div> + +<hr /> + +<h1>The Magic of Oz</h1> + +<h2>A Faithful Record of the Remarkable Adventures of Dorothy<br /> + and Trot and the Wizard of Oz, together with the<br /> + Cowardly Lion, the Hungry Tiger and Cap'n Bill,<br /> + in their successful search for a Magical<br /> + and Beautiful Birthday Present for<br /> + Princess Ozma of Oz</h2> + +<br /> +<div class="center">by</div> + +<br /><br /> + +<div class="title">L. FRANK BAUM</div> + +<br /> + +<div class="center">"Royal Historian of Oz"</div> + +<hr /> + + + +<h2>Contents</h2> + + +<ol> +<li><a href="#chapter1">Mount Munch</a></li> +<li><a href="#chapter2">The Hawk</a></li> +<li><a href="#chapter3">Two Bad Ones</a></li> +<li><a href="#chapter4">Conspirators</a></li> +<li><a href="#chapter5">A Happy Corner of Oz</a></li> +<li><a href="#chapter6">Ozma's Birthday Presents</a></li> +<li><a href="#chapter7">The Forest of Gugu</a></li> +<li><a href="#chapter8">The Li-Mon-Eags Make Trouble</a></li> +<li><a href="#chapter9">The Isle of the Magic Flower</a></li> +<li><a href="#chapter10">Stuck Fast</a></li> +<li><a href="#chapter11">The Beasts of the Forest of Gugu</a></li> +<li><a href="#chapter12">Kiki Uses His Magic</a></li> +<li><a href="#chapter13">The Loss of the Black Bag</a></li> +<li><a href="#chapter14">The Wizard Learns the Magic Word</a></li> +<li><a href="#chapter15">The Lonesome Duck</a></li> +<li><a href="#chapter16">The Glass Cat Finds the Black Bag</a></li> +<li><a href="#chapter17">A Remarkable Journey</a></li> +<li><a href="#chapter18">The Magic of the Wizard</a></li> +<li><a href="#chapter19">Dorothy and the Bumble Bees</a></li> +<li><a href="#chapter20">The Monkeys Have Trouble</a></li> +<li><a href="#chapter21">The College of Athletic Arts</a></li> +<li><a href="#chapter22">Ozma's Birthday Party</a></li> +<li><a href="#chapter23">The Fountain of Oblivion</a></li> +</ol> + +<hr /> + +<h2>To My Readers</h2> + + +<p>Curiously enough, in the events which have taken place in the last +few years in our "great outside world," we may find incidents so +marvelous and inspiring that I cannot hope to equal them with stories +of The Land of Oz.</p> + +<p>However, "The Magic of Oz" is really more strange and unusual than +anything I have read or heard about on our side of The Great Sandy +Desert which shuts us off from The Land of Oz, even during the past +exciting years, so I hope it will appeal to your love of novelty.</p> + +<p>A long and confining illness has prevented my answering all the good +letters sent me—unless stamps were enclosed—but from now on I hope to +be able to give prompt attention to each and every letter with which +my readers favor me.</p> + +<p>Assuring you that my love for you has never faltered and hoping the +Oz Books will continue to give you pleasure as long as I am able to +write them, I am</p> + + +<div class="right">Yours affectionately,<br /> +L. FRANK BAUM.<br /> +"Royal Historian of Oz."</div> + + +<div>"<span class="small">OZCOT</span>"<br /> +at <span class="small">HOLLYWOOD</span> in <span class="small">CALIFORNIA</span><br /> +1919.</div> + +<hr /> + + + +<h2><a name="chapter1" id="chapter1">1. Mount Munch</a></h2> + + +<p>On the east edge of the Land of Oz, in the Munchkin Country, is a +big, tall hill called Mount Munch. One one side, the bottom of this +hill just touches the Deadly Sandy Desert that separates the +Fairyland of Oz from all the rest of the world, but on the other +side, the hill touches the beautiful, fertile Country of the Munchkins.</p> + +<p>The Munchkin folks, however, merely stand off and look at Mount +Munch and know very little about it; for, about a third of the way up, +its sides become too steep to climb, and if any people live upon the +top of that great towering peak that seems to reach nearly to the +skies, the Munchkins are not aware of the fact.</p> + +<p>But people DO live there, just the same. The top of Mount Munch is +shaped like a saucer, broad and deep, and in the saucer are fields +where grains and vegetables grow, and flocks are fed, and brooks flow +and trees bear all sorts of things. There are houses scattered here +and there, each having its family of Hyups, as the people call +themselves. The Hyups seldom go down the mountain, for the same +reason that the Munchkins never climb up: the sides are too steep.</p> + +<p>In one of the houses lived a wise old Hyup named Bini Aru, who used +to be a clever Sorcerer. But Ozma of Oz, who rules everyone in the +Land of Oz, had made a decree that no one should practice magic in her +dominions except Glinda the Good and the Wizard of Oz, and when Glinda +sent this royal command to the Hyups by means of a strong-winged Eagle, +old Bini Aru at once stopped performing magical arts. He destroyed +many of his magic powders and tools of magic, and afterward honestly +obeyed the law. He had never seen Ozma, but he knew she was his Ruler +and must be obeyed.</p> + +<p>There was only one thing that grieved him. He had discovered a new +and secret method of transformations that was unknown to any other +Sorcerer. Glinda the Good did not know it, nor did the little Wizard +of Oz, nor Dr. Pipt nor old Mombi, nor anyone else who dealt in magic +arts. It was Bini Aru's own secret. By its means, it was the +simplest thing in the world to transform anyone into beast, bird or +fish, or anything else, and back again, once you know how to pronounce +the mystical word: "Pyrzqxgl."</p> + +<p>Bini Aru had used this secret many times, but not to cause evil or +suffering to others. When he had wandered far from home and was +hungry, he would say: "I want to become a cow—Pyrzqxgl!" +In an instant he would be a cow, and then he would eat grass and +satisfy his hunger. All beasts and birds can talk in the Land of Oz, +so when the cow was no longer hungry, it would say: "I want to be Bini +Aru again: Pyrzqxgl!" and the magic word, properly +pronounced, would instantly restore him to his proper form.</p> + +<p>Now, of course, I would not dare to write down this magic word so +plainly if I thought my readers would pronounce it properly and so be +able to transform themselves and others, but it is a fact that no one +in all the world except Bini Aru, had ever (up to the time this story +begins) been able to pronounce "Pyrzqxgl!" the right way, so +I think it is safe to give it to you. It might be well, however, in +reading this story aloud, to be careful not to pronounce Pyrzqxgl +the proper way, and thus avoid all danger of the secret being able to +work mischief.</p> + +<p>Bini Aru, having discovered the secret of instant transformation, +which required no tools or powders or other chemicals or herbs and +always worked perfectly, was reluctant to have such a wonderful +discovery entirely unknown or lost to all human knowledge. He decided +not to use it again, since Ozma had forbidden him to do so, but he +reflected that Ozma was a girl and some time might change her mind +and allow her subjects to practice magic, in which case Bini Aru could +again transform himself and others at will,—unless, of course, he +forgot how to pronounce Pyrzqxgl in the meantime.</p> + +<p>After giving the matter careful thought, he decided to write the +word, and how it should be pronounced, in some secret place, so that +he could find it after many years, but where no one else could ever +find it.</p> + +<p>That was a clever idea, but what bothered the old Sorcerer was to +find a secret place. He wandered all over the Saucer at the top of +Mount Munch, but found no place in which to write the secret word +where others might not be likely to stumble upon it. So finally he +decided it must be written somewhere in his own house.</p> + +<p>Bini Aru had a wife named Mopsi Aru who was famous for making fine +huckleberry pies, and he had a son named Kiki Aru who was not famous +at all. He was noted as being cross and disagreeable because he was +not happy, and he was not happy because he wanted to go down the +mountain and visit the big world below and his father would not let +him. No one paid any attention to Kiki Aru, because he didn't amount +to anything, anyway.</p> + +<p>Once a year there was a festival on Mount Munch which all the Hyups +attended. It was held in the center of the saucer-shaped country, and +the day was given over to feasting and merry-making. The young folks +danced and sang songs; the women spread the tables with good things to +eat, and the men played on musical instruments and told fairy tales.</p> + +<p>Kiki Aru usually went to these festivals with his parents, and then +sat sullenly outside the circle and would not dance or sing or even +talk to the other young people. So the festival did not make him any +happier than other days, and this time he told Bini Aru and Mopsi Aru +that he would not go. He would rather stay at home and be unhappy all +by himself, he said, and so they gladly let him stay.</p> + +<p>But after he was left alone Kiki decided to enter his father's +private room, where he was forbidden to go, and see if he could find +any of the magic tools Bini Aru used to work with when he practiced +sorcery. As he went in Kiki stubbed his toe on one of the floor +boards. He searched everywhere but found no trace of his father's +magic. All had been destroyed.</p> + +<p>Much disappointed, he started to go out again when he stubbed his +toe on the same floor board. That set him thinking. Examining the +board more closely, Kiki found it had been pried up and then nailed +down again in such a manner that it was a little higher than the other +boards. But why had his father taken up the board? Had he hidden +some of his magic tools underneath the floor?</p> + +<p>Kiki got a chisel and pried up the board, but found nothing under +it. He was just about to replace the board when it slipped from his +hand and turned over, and he saw something written on the underside of +it. The light was rather dim, so he took the board to the window and +examined it, and found that the writing described exactly how to +pronounce the magic word Pyrzqxgl, which would transform anyone +into anything instantly, and back again when the word was repeated.</p> + +<p>Now, at first, Kiki Aru didn't realize what a wonderful secret he +had discovered; but he thought it might be of use to him and so he +took a piece of paper and made on it an exact copy of the instructions +for pronouncing Pyrzqxgl. Then he folded the paper and put it +in his pocket, and replaced the board in the floor so that no one +would suspect it had been removed.</p> + +<p>After this Kiki went into the garden and sitting beneath a tree made +a careful study of the paper. He had always wanted to get away from +Mount Munch and visit the big world—especially the Land of Oz—and +the idea now came to him that if he could transform himself into a +bird, he could fly to any place he wished to go and fly back again +whenever he cared to. It was necessary, however, to learn by heart +the way to pronounce the magic word, because a bird would have no way +to carry a paper with it, and Kiki would be unable to resume his +proper shape if he forgot the word or its pronunciation.</p> + +<p>So he studied it a long time, repeating it a hundred times in his +mind until he was sure he would not forget it. But to make safety +doubly sure he placed the paper in a tin box in a neglected part of +the garden and covered the box with small stones.</p> + +<p>By this time it was getting late in the day and Kiki wished to +attempt his first transformation before his parents returned from the +festival. So he stood on the front porch of his home and said:</p> + +<p>"I want to become a big, strong bird, like a hawk—Pyrzqxgl!" +He pronounced it the right way, so in a flash he felt that he was +completely changed in form. He flapped his wings, hopped to the porch +railing and said: "Caw-oo! Caw-oo!"</p> + +<p>Then he laughed and said half aloud: "I suppose that's the funny +sound this sort of a bird makes. But now let me try my wings and see +if I'm strong enough to fly across the desert."</p> + +<p>For he had decided to make his first trip to the country outside the +Land of Oz. He had stolen this secret of transformation and he knew +he had disobeyed the law of Oz by working magic. Perhaps Glinda or +the Wizard of Oz would discover him and punish him, so it would be +good policy to keep away from Oz altogether.</p> + +<p>Slowly Kiki rose into the air, and resting on his broad wings, +floated in graceful circles above the saucer-shaped mountain-top. +From his height, he could see, far across the burning sands of the +Deadly Desert, another country that might be pleasant to explore, so +he headed that way, and with strong, steady strokes of his wings, +began the long flight.</p> + +<hr /> + +<h2><a name="chapter2" id="chapter2">2. The Hawk</a></h2> + + +<p>Even a hawk has to fly high in order to cross the Deadly Desert, +from which poisonous fumes are constantly rising. Kiki Aru felt sick +and faint by the time he reached good land again, for he could not +quite escape the effects of the poisons. But the fresh air soon +restored him and he alighted in a broad table-land which is called +Hiland. Just beyond it is a valley known as Loland, and these two +countries are ruled by the Gingerbread Man, John Dough, with Chick the +Cherub as his Prime Minister. The hawk merely stopped here long +enough to rest, and then he flew north and passed over a fine country +called Merryland, which is ruled by a lovely Wax Doll. Then, +following the curve of the Desert, he turned north and settled on a +tree-top in the Kingdom of Noland.</p> + +<p>Kiki was tired by this time, and the sun was now setting, so he +decided to remain here till morning. From his tree-top he could see a +house near by, which looked very comfortable. A man was milking a cow +in the yard and a pleasant-faced woman came to the door and called +him to supper.</p> + +<p>That made Kiki wonder what sort of food hawks ate. He felt hungry, +but didn't know what to eat or where to get it. Also he thought a bed +would be more comfortable than a tree-top for sleeping, so he hopped +to the ground and said: "I want to become Kiki Aru again—Pyrzqxgl!"</p> + +<p>Instantly he had resumed his natural shape, and going to the house, +he knocked upon the door and asked for some supper.</p> + +<p>"Who are you?" asked the man of the house.</p> + +<p>"A stranger from the Land of Oz," replied Kiki Aru.</p> + +<p>"Then you are welcome," said the man.</p> + +<p>Kiki was given a good supper and a good bed, and he behaved very +well, although he refused to answer all the questions the good people +of Noland asked him. Having escaped from his home and found a way to +see the world, the young man was no longer unhappy, and so he was no +longer cross and disagreeable. The people thought him a very +respectable person and gave him breakfast next morning, after which he +started on his way feeling quite contented.</p> + +<p>Having walked for an hour or two through the pretty country that is +ruled by King Bud, Kiki Aru decided he could travel faster and see +more as a bird, so he transformed himself into a white dove and +visited the great city of Nole and saw the King's palace and gardens +and many other places of interest. Then he flew westward into the +Kingdom of Ix, and after a day in Queen Zixi's country went on +westward into the Land of Ev. Every place he visited he thought was +much more pleasant than the saucer-country of the Hyups, and he +decided that when he reached the finest country of all he would settle +there and enjoy his future life to the utmost.</p> + +<p>In the land of Ev he resumed his own shape again, for the cities and +villages were close together and he could easily go on foot from one +to another of them.</p> + +<p>Toward evening he came to a good Inn and asked the inn-keeper if he +could have food and lodging.</p> + +<p>"You can if you have the money to pay," said the man, "otherwise you +must go elsewhere."</p> + +<p>This surprised Kiki, for in the Land of Oz they do not use money at +all, everyone being allowed to take what he wishes without price. He +had no money, therefore, and so he turned away to seek hospitality +elsewhere. Looking through an open window into one of the rooms of +the Inn, as he passed along, he saw an old man counting on a table a +big heap of gold pieces, which Kiki thought to be money. One of these +would buy him supper and a bed, he reflected, so he transformed +himself into a magpie and, flying through the open window, caught up +one of the gold pieces in his beak and flew out again before the old +man could interfere. Indeed, the old man who was robbed was quite +helpless, for he dared not leave his pile of gold to chase the magpie, +and before he could place the gold in a sack in his pocket the robber +bird was out of sight and to seek it would be folly.</p> + +<p>Kiki Aru flew to a group of trees and, dropping the gold piece to +the ground, resumed his proper shape, and then picked up the money and +put it in his pocket.</p> + +<p>"You'll be sorry for this!" exclaimed a small voice just over his head.</p> + +<p>Kiki looked up and saw that a sparrow, perched upon a branch, was +watching him.</p> + +<p>"Sorry for what?" he demanded.</p> + +<p>"Oh, I saw the whole thing," asserted the sparrow. "I saw you look +in the window at the gold, and then make yourself into a magpie and +rob the poor man, and then I saw you fly here and make the bird into +your former shape. That's magic, and magic is wicked and unlawful; +and you stole money, and that's a still greater crime. You'll be +sorry, some day."</p> + +<p>"I don't care," replied Kiki Aru, scowling.</p> + +<p>"Aren't you afraid to be wicked?" asked the sparrow.</p> + +<p>"No, I didn't know I was being wicked," said Kiki, "but if I was, +I'm glad of it. I hate good people. I've always wanted to be wicked, +but I didn't know how."</p> + +<p>"Haw, haw, haw!" laughed someone behind him, in a big voice; "that's +the proper spirit, my lad! I'm glad I've met you; shake hands."</p> + +<p>The sparrow gave a frightened squeak and flew away.</p> + +<hr /> + +<h2><a name="chapter3" id="chapter3">3. Two Bad Ones</a></h2> + + +<p>Kiki turned around and saw a queer old man standing near. He didn't +stand straight, for he was crooked. He had a fat body and thin legs +and arms. He had a big, round face with bushy, white whiskers that +came to a point below his waist, and white hair that came to a point +on top of his head. He wore dull-gray clothes that were tight fitting, +and his pockets were all bunched out as if stuffed full of something.</p> + +<p>"I didn't know you were here," said Kiki.</p> + +<p>"I didn't come until after you did," said the queer old man.</p> + +<p>"Who are you?" asked Kiki.</p> + +<p>"My name's Ruggedo. I used to be the Nome King; but I got kicked +out of my country, and now I'm a wanderer."</p> + +<p>"What made them kick you out?" inquired the Hyup boy.</p> + +<p>"Well, it's the fashion to kick kings nowadays. I was a pretty good +King—to myself—but those dreadful Oz people wouldn't let me alone. +So I had to abdicate."</p> + +<p>"What does that mean?"</p> + +<p>"It means to be kicked out. But let's talk about something +pleasant. Who are you and where did you come from?"</p> + +<p>"I'm called Kiki Aru. I used to live on Mount Munch in the Land of +Oz, but now I'm a wanderer like yourself."</p> + +<p>The Nome King gave him a shrewd look.</p> + +<p>"I heard that bird say that you transformed yourself into a magpie +and back again. Is that true?"</p> + +<p>Kiki hesitated, but saw no reason to deny it. He felt that it would +make him appear more important.</p> + +<p>"Well—yes," he said.</p> + +<p>"Then you're a wizard?"</p> + +<p>"No; I only understand transformations," he admitted.</p> + +<p>"Well, that's pretty good magic, anyhow," declared old Ruggedo. "I +used to have some very fine magic, myself, but my enemies took it all +away from me. Where are you going now?"</p> + +<p>"I'm going into the inn, to get some supper and a bed," said Kiki.</p> + +<p>"Have you the money to pay for it?" asked the Nome.</p> + +<p>"I have one gold piece."</p> + +<p>"Which you stole. Very good. And you're glad that you're wicked. +Better yet. I like you, young man, and I'll go to the inn with you if +you'll promise not to eat eggs for supper."</p> + +<p>"Don't you like eggs?" asked Kiki.</p> + +<p>"I'm afraid of 'em; they're dangerous!" said Ruggedo, with a shudder.</p> + +<p>"All right," agreed Kiki; "I won't ask for eggs."</p> + +<p>"Then come along," said the Nome.</p> + +<p>When they entered the inn, the landlord scowled at Kiki and said:</p> + +<p>"I told you I would not feed you unless you had money."</p> + +<p>Kiki showed him the gold piece.</p> + +<p>"And how about you?" asked the landlord, turning to Ruggedo. "Have +you money?"</p> + +<p>"I've something better," answered the old Nome, and taking a bag +from one of his pockets he poured from it upon the table a mass of +glittering gems—diamonds, rubies and emeralds.</p> + +<p>The landlord was very polite to the strangers after that. He served +them an excellent supper, and while they ate it, the Hyup boy asked +his companion:</p> + +<p>"Where did you get so many jewels?"</p> + +<p>"Well, I'll tell you," answered the Nome. "When those Oz people took +my kingdom away from me—just because it was my kingdom and I wanted +to run it to suit myself— they said I could take as many precious +stones as I could carry. So I had a lot of pockets made in my clothes +and loaded them all up. Jewels are fine things to have with you when +you travel; you can trade them for anything."</p> + +<p>"Are they better than gold pieces?" asked Kiki.</p> + +<p>"The smallest of these jewels is worth a hundred gold pieces such as +you stole from the old man."</p> + +<p>"Don't talk so loud," begged Kiki, uneasily. "Some one else might +hear what you are saying."</p> + +<p>After supper they took a walk together, and the former Nome King said:</p> + +<p>"Do you know the Shaggy Man, and the Scarecrow, and the Tin Woodman, +and Dorothy, and Ozma and all the other Oz people?"</p> + +<p>"No," replied the boy, "I have never been away from Mount Munch until +I flew over the Deadly Desert the other day in the shape of a hawk."</p> + +<p>"Then you've never seen the Emerald City of Oz?"</p> + +<p>"Never."</p> + +<p>"Well," said the Nome, "I knew all the Oz people, and you can guess +I do not love them. All during my wanderings I have brooded on how I +can be revenged on them. Now that I've met you I can see a way to +conquer the Land of Oz and be King there myself, which is better than +being King of the Nomes."</p> + +<p>"How can you do that?" inquired Kiki Aru, wonderingly.</p> + +<p>"Never mind how. In the first place, I'll make a bargain with you. +Tell me the secret of how to perform transformations and I will give +you a pocketful of jewels, the biggest and finest that I possess."</p> + +<p>"No," said Kiki, who realized that to share his power with another +would be dangerous to himself.</p> + +<p>"I'll give you TWO pocketsful of jewels," said the Nome.</p> + +<p>"No," answered Kiki.</p> + +<p>"I'll give you every jewel I possess."</p> + +<p>"No, no, no!" said Kiki, who was beginning to be frightened.</p> + +<p>"Then," said the Nome, with a wicked look at the boy, "I'll tell +the inn-keeper that you stole that gold piece and he will have you +put in prison."</p> + +<p>Kiki laughed at the threat.</p> + +<p>"Before he can do that," said he, "I will transform myself into a +lion and tear him to pieces, or into a bear and eat him up, or into a +fly and fly away where he could not find me."</p> + +<p>"Can you really do such wonderful transformations?" asked the old +Nome, looking at him curiously.</p> + +<p>"Of course," declared Kiki. I can transform you into a stick of +wood, in a flash, or into a stone, and leave you here by the roadside."</p> + +<p>"The wicked Nome shivered a little when he heard that, but it made +him long more than ever to possess the great secret. After a while +he said:</p> + +<p>"I'll tell you what I'll do. If you will help me to conquer Oz and +to transform the Oz people, who are my enemies, into sticks or stones, +by telling me your secret, I'll agree to make YOU the Ruler of all Oz, +and I will be your Prime Minister and see that your orders are obeyed."</p> + +<p>"I'll help do that," said Kiki, "but I won't tell you my secret."</p> + +<p>The Nome was so furious at this refusal that he jumped up and down +with rage and spluttered and choked for a long time before he could +control his passion. But the boy was not at all frightened. He +laughed at the wicked old Nome, which made him more furious than ever.</p> + +<p>"Let's give up the idea," he proposed, when Ruggedo had quieted +somewhat. "I don't know the Oz people you mention and so they are not +my enemies. If they've kicked you out of your kingdom, that's your +affair—not mine."</p> + +<p>"Wouldn't you like to be king of that splendid fairyland?" +asked Ruggedo.</p> + +<p>"Yes, I would," replied Kiki Aru; "but you want to be king yourself, +and we would quarrel over it."</p> + +<p>"No," said the Nome, trying to deceive him. "I don't care to be +King of Oz, come to think it over. I don't even care to live in that +country. What I want first is revenge. If we can conquer Oz, I'll +get enough magic then to conquer my own Kingdom of the Nomes, and I'll +go back and live in my underground caverns, which are more home-like +than the top of the earth. So here's my proposition: Help me conquer +Oz and get revenge, and help me get the magic away from Glinda and the +Wizard, and I'll let you be King of Oz forever afterward."</p> + +<p>"I'll think it over," answered Kiki, and that is all he would say +that evening.</p> + +<p>In the night when all in the Inn were asleep but himself, old Ruggedo +the Nome rose softly from his couch and went into the room of Kiki Aru +the Hyup, and searched everywhere for the magic tool that performed his +transformations. Of course, there was no such tool, and although +Ruggedo searched in all the boy's pockets, he found nothing magical +whatever. So he went back to his bed and began to doubt that Kiki +could perform transformations.</p> + +<p>Next morning he said:</p> + +<p>"Which way do you travel to-day?"</p> + +<p>"I think I shall visit the Rose Kingdom," answered the boy.</p> + +<p>"That is a long journey," declared the Nome.</p> + +<p>"I shall transform myself into a bird," said Kiki, "and so fly to +the Rose Kingdom in an hour."</p> + +<p>"Then transform me, also, into a bird, and I will go with you," +suggested Ruggedo. "But, in that case, let us fly together to the +Land of Oz, and see what it looks like."</p> + +<p>Kiki thought this over. Pleasant as were the countries he had +visited, he heard everywhere that the Land of Oz was more beautiful +and delightful. The Land of Oz was his own country, too, and if there +was any possibility of his becoming its King, he must know something +about it.</p> + +<p>While Kiki the Hyup thought, Ruggedo the Nome was also thinking. +This boy possessed a marvelous power, and although very simple in some +ways, he was determined not to part with his secret. However, if +Ruggedo could get him to transport the wily old Nome to Oz, which he +could reach in no other way, he might then induce the boy to follow +his advice and enter into the plot for revenge, which he had already +planned in his wicked heart.</p> + +<p>"There are wizards and magicians in Oz," remarked Kiki, after a +time. "They might discover us, in spite of our transformations."</p> + +<p>"Not if we are careful," Ruggedo assured him. "Ozma has a Magic +Picture, in which she can see whatever she wishes to see; but Ozma +will know nothing of our going to Oz, and so she will not command her +Magic Picture to show where we are or what we are doing. Glinda the +Good has a Great Book called the Book of Records, in which is +magically written everything that people do in the Land of Oz, just +the instant they do it."</p> + +<p>"Then," said Kiki, "there is no use our attempting to conquer the +country, for Glinda would read in her book all that we do, and as her +magic is greater than mine, she would soon put a stop to our plans."</p> + +<p>"I said 'people,' didn't I?" retorted the Nome. "The book doesn't +make a record of what birds do, or beasts. It only tells the doings +of people. So, if we fly into the country as birds, Glinda won't know +anything about it."</p> + +<p>"Two birds couldn't conquer the Land of Oz," asserted the boy, scornfully.</p> + +<p>"No; that's true," admitted Ruggedo, and then he rubbed his forehead +and stroked his long pointed beard and thought some more.</p> + +<p>"Ah, now I have the idea!" he declared. "I suppose you can +transform us into beasts as well as birds?"</p> + +<p>"Of course."</p> + +<p>"And can you make a bird a beast, and a beast a bird again, without +taking a human form in between?"</p> + +<p>"Certainly," said Kiki. "I can transform myself or others into +anything that can talk. There's a magic word that must be spoken in +connection with the transformations, and as beasts and birds and +dragons and fishes can talk in Oz, we may become any of these we +desire to. However, if I transformed myself into a tree, I would +always remain a tree, because then I could not utter the magic word to +change the transformation."</p> + +<p>"I see; I see," said Ruggedo, nodding his bushy, white head until the +point of his hair waved back and forth like a pendulum. "That fits in +with my idea, exactly. Now, listen, and I'll explain to you my plan. +We'll fly to Oz as birds and settle in one of the thick forests in the +Gillikin Country. There you will transform us into powerful beasts, +and as Glinda doesn't keep any track of the doings of beasts we can +act without being discovered."</p> + +<p>"But how can two beasts raise an army to conquer the powerful people +of Oz?" inquired Kiki.</p> + +<p>"That's easy. But not an army of PEOPLE, mind you. That would be +quickly discovered. And while we are in Oz you and I will never +resume our human forms until we've conquered the country and destroyed +Glinda, and Ozma, and the Wizard, and Dorothy, and all the rest, and +so have nothing more to fear from them."</p> + +<p>"It is impossible to kill anyone in the Land of Oz," declared Kiki.</p> + +<p>"It isn't necessary to kill the Oz people," rejoined Ruggedo.</p> + +<p>"I'm afraid I don't understand you," objected the boy. "What will +happen to the Oz people, and what sort of an army could we get +together, except of people?"</p> + +<p>"I'll tell you. The forests of Oz are full of beasts. Some of +them, in the far-away places, are savage and cruel, and would gladly +follow a leader as savage as themselves. They have never troubled the +Oz people much, because they had no leader to urge them on, but we +will tell them to help us conquer Oz and as a reward we will transform +all the beasts into men and women, and let them live in the houses and +enjoy all the good things; and we will transform all the people of Oz +into beasts of various sorts, and send them to live in the forests and +the jungles. That is a splendid idea, you must admit, and it's so easy +that we won't have any trouble at all to carry it through to success."</p> + +<p>"Will the beasts consent, do you think?" asked the boy.</p> + +<p>"To be sure they will. We can get every beast in Oz on our +side—except a few who live in Ozma's palace, and they won't count."</p> + +<hr /> + +<h2><a name="chapter4" id="chapter4">4. Conspirators</a></h2> + + +<p>Kiki Aru didn't know much about Oz and didn't know much about the +beasts who lived there, but the old Nome's plan seemed to him to be +quite reasonable. He had a faint suspicion that Ruggedo meant to get +the best of him in some way, and he resolved to keep a close watch on +his fellow-conspirator. As long as he kept to himself the secret word +of the transformations, Ruggedo would not dare to harm him, and he +promised himself that as soon as they had conquered Oz, he would transform +the old Nome into a marble statue and keep him in that form forever.</p> + +<p>Ruggedo, on his part, decided that he could, by careful watching and +listening, surprise the boy's secret, and when he had learned the +magic word he would transform Kiki Aru into a bundle of faggots and +burn him up and so be rid of him.</p> + +<p>This is always the way with wicked people. They cannot be trusted +even by one another. Ruggedo thought he was fooling Kiki, and Kiki +thought he was fooling Ruggedo; so both were pleased.</p> + +<p>"It's a long way across the Desert," remarked the boy, "and the +sands are hot and send up poisonous vapors. Let us wait until evening +and then fly across in the night when it will be cooler."</p> + +<p>The former Nome King agreed to this, and the two spent the rest of +that day in talking over their plans. When evening came they paid the +inn-keeper and walked out to a little grove of trees that stood near by.</p> + +<p>"Remain here for a few minutes and I'll soon be back," said Kiki, +and walking swiftly away, he left the Nome standing in the grove. +Ruggedo wondered where he had gone, but stood quietly in his place +until, all of a sudden, his form changed to that of a great eagle, and +he uttered a piercing cry of astonishment and flapped his wings in a +sort of panic. At once his eagle cry was answered from beyond the +grove, and another eagle, even larger and more powerful than the +transformed Ruggedo, came sailing through the trees and alighted +beside him.</p> + +<p>"Now we are ready for the start," said the voice of Kiki, coming +from the eagle.</p> + +<p>Ruggedo realized that this time he had been outwitted. He had +thought Kiki would utter the magic word in his presence, and so he +would learn what it was, but the boy had been too shrewd for that.</p> + +<p>As the two eagles mounted high into the air and began their flight +across the great Desert that separates the Land of Oz from all the +rest of the world, the Nome said:</p> + +<p>"When I was King of the Nomes I had a magic way of working +transformations that I thought was good, but it could not compare with +your secret word. I had to have certain tools and make passes and say +a lot of mystic words before I could transform anybody."</p> + +<p>"What became of your magic tools?" inquired Kiki.</p> + +<p>"The Oz people took them all away from me—that horrid girl, +Dorothy, and that terrible fairy, Ozma, the Ruler of Oz—at the time +they took away my underground kingdom and kicked me upstairs into the +cold, heartless world."</p> + +<p>"Why did you let them do that?" asked the boy.</p> + +<p>"Well," said Ruggedo, "I couldn't help it. They rolled eggs at +me—EGGS—dreadful eggs!—and if an egg even touches a Nome, he is +ruined for life."</p> + +<p>"Is any kind of an egg dangerous to a Nome?"</p> + +<p>"Any kind and every kind. An egg is the only thing I'm afraid of."</p> + +<hr /> + +<h2><a name="chapter5" id="chapter5">5. A Happy Corner of Oz</a></h2> + + +<p>There is no other country so beautiful as the Land of Oz. There are +no other people so happy and contented and prosperous as the Oz +people. They have all they desire; they love and admire their +beautiful girl Ruler, Ozma of Oz, and they mix work and play so justly +that both are delightful and satisfying and no one has any reason to +complain. Once in a while something happens in Oz to disturb the +people's happiness for a brief time, for so rich and attractive a +fairyland is sure to make a few selfish and greedy outsiders envious, +and therefore certain evil-doers have treacherously plotted to conquer +Oz and enslave its people and destroy its girl Ruler, and so gain the +wealth of Oz for themselves. But up to the time when the cruel and +crafty Nome, Ruggedo, conspired with Kiki Aru, the Hyup, all such +attempts had failed. The Oz people suspected no danger. Life in the +world's nicest fairyland was one round of joyous, happy days.</p> + +<p>In the center of the Emerald City of Oz, the capital city of Ozma's +dominions, is a vast and beautiful garden, surrounded by a wall inlaid +with shining emeralds, and in the center of this garden stands +Ozma's Royal Palace, the most splendid building ever constructed. +From a hundred towers and domes floated the banners of Oz, which +included the Ozmies, the Munchkins, the Gillikins, the Winkies and the +Quadlings. The banner of the Munchkins is blue, that of the Winkies +yellow; the Gillikin banner is purple, and the Quadling's banner is +red. The colors of the Emerald City are of course green. Ozma's own +banner has a green center, and is divided into four quarters. These +quarters are colored blue, purple, yellow and red, indicating that she +rules over all the countries of the Land of Oz.</p> + +<p>This fairyland is so big, however, that all of it is not yet known +to its girl Ruler, and it is said that in some far parts of the +country, in forests and mountain fastnesses, in hidden valleys and +thick jungles, are people and beasts that know as little about Ozma as +she knows of them. Still, these unknown subjects are not nearly so +numerous as the known inhabitants of Oz, who occupy all the countries +near to the Emerald City. Indeed, I'm sure it will not be long until +all parts of the fairyland of Oz are explored and their peoples made +acquainted with their Ruler, for in Ozma's palace are several of her +friends who are so curious that they are constantly discovering new and +extraordinary places and inhabitants.</p> + +<p>One of the most frequent discoverers of these hidden places in Oz is +a little Kansas girl named Dorothy, who is Ozma's dearest friend and +lives in luxurious rooms in the Royal Palace. Dorothy is, indeed, a +Princess of Oz, but she does not like to be called a princess, and +because she is simple and sweet and does not pretend to be anything +but an ordinary little girl, she is called just "Dorothy" by everybody +and is the most popular person, next to Ozma, in all the Land of Oz.</p> + +<p>One morning Dorothy crossed the hall of the palace and knocked on +the door of another girl named Trot, also a guest and friend of Ozma. +When told to enter, Dorothy found that Trot had company, an old +sailor-man with one wooden leg and one meat leg, who was sitting by +the open window puffing smoke from a corn-cob pipe. This sailor-man +was named Cap'n Bill, and he had accompanied Trot to the Land of Oz +and was her oldest and most faithful comrade and friend. Dorothy +liked Cap'n Bill, too, and after she had greeted him, she said to Trot:</p> + +<p>"You know, Ozma's birthday is next month, and I've been wondering +what I can give here as a birthday present. She's so good to us all +that we certainly ought to remember her birthday."</p> + +<p>"That's true," agreed Trot. "I've been wondering, too, what I could +give Ozma. It's pretty hard to decide, 'cause she's got already all +she wants, and as she's a fairy and knows a lot about magic, she could +satisfy any wish."</p> + +<p>"I know," returned Dorothy, "but that isn't the point. It isn't +that Ozma NEEDS anything, but that it will please her to know we've +remembered her birthday. But what shall we give her?"</p> + +<p>Trot shook her head in despair.</p> + +<p>"I've tried to think and I can't," she declared.</p> + +<p>"It's the same way with me," said Dorothy.</p> + +<p>"I know one thing that 'ud please her," remarked Cap'n Bill, turning +his round face with its fringe of whiskers toward the two girls and +staring at them with his big, light-blue eyes wide open.</p> + +<p>"What is it, Cap'n Bill?"</p> + +<p>"It's an Enchanted Flower," said he. "It's a pretty plant that +stands in a golden flower-pot an' grows all sorts o' flowers, one +after another. One minute a fine rose buds an' blooms, an' then a +tulip, an' next a chrys—chrys—"</p> + +<p>"—anthemum," said Dorothy, helping him.</p> + +<p>"That's it; and next a dahlia, an' then a daffydil, an' on all +through the range o' posies. Jus' as soon as one fades away, another +comes, of a different sort, an' the perfume from 'em is mighty snifty, +an' they keeps bloomin' night and day, year in an' year out."</p> + +<p>"That's wonderful!" exclaimed Dorothy. "I think Ozma would like it."</p> + +<p>"But where is the Magic Flower, and how can we get it?" asked Trot.</p> + +<p>"Dun'no, zac'ly," slowly replied Cap'n Bill. "The Glass Cat tol' me +about it only yesterday, an' said it was in some lonely place up at +the nor'east o' here. The Glass Cat goes travelin' all around Oz, you +know, an' the little critter sees a lot o' things no one else does."</p> + +<p>"That's true," said Dorothy, thoughtfully. "Northeast of here must +be in the Munchkin Country, and perhaps a good way off, so let's ask +the Glass Cat to tell us how to get to the Magic Flower."</p> + +<p>So the two girls, with Cap'n Bill stumping along on his wooden leg +after them, went out into the garden, and after some time spent in +searching, they found the Glass Cat curled up in the sunshine beside a +bush, fast sleep.</p> + +<p>The Glass Cat is one of the most curious creatures in all Oz. It +was made by a famous magician named Dr. Pipt before Ozma had forbidden +her subjects to work magic. Dr. Pipt had made the Glass Cat to catch +mice, but the Cat refused to catch mice and was considered more +curious than useful.</p> + +<p>This astonished cat was made all of glass and was so clear and +transparent that you could see through it as easily as through a +window. In the top of its head, however, was a mass of delicate pink +balls which looked like jewels but were intended for brains. It had a +heart made of blood-red ruby. The eyes were two large emeralds. But, +aside from these colors, all the rest of the animal was of clear +glass, and it had a spun-glass tail that was really beautiful.</p> + +<p>"Here, wake up," said Cap'n Bill. "We want to talk to you."</p> + +<p>Slowly the Glass Cat got upon its feed, yawned and then looked at +the three who stood before it.</p> + +<p>"How dare you disturb me?" it asked in a peevish voice. "You ought +to be ashamed of yourselves."</p> + +<p>"Never mind that," returned the Sailor. "Do you remember tellin' me +yesterday 'bout a Magic Flower in a Gold Pot?"</p> + +<p>"Do you think I'm a fool? Look at my brains—you can see 'em work. +Of course I remember!" said the cat.</p> + +<p>"Well, where can we find it?"</p> + +<p>"You can't. It's none of your business, anyhow. Go away and let me +sleep," advised the Glass Cat.</p> + +<p>"Now, see here," said Dorothy; "we want the Magic Flower to give to +Ozma on her birthday. You'd be glad to please Ozma, wouldn't you?"</p> + +<p>"I'm not sure," replied the creature. "Why should I want +to please anybody?"</p> + +<p>"You've got a heart, 'cause I can see it inside of you," said Trot.</p> + +<p>"Yes; it's a pretty heart, and I'm fond of it," said the cat, +twisting around to view its own body. "But it's made from a ruby, and +it's hard as nails."</p> + +<p>"Aren't you good for ANYthing?" asked Trot.</p> + +<p>"Yes, I'm pretty to look at, and that's more than can be said of +you," retorted the creature.</p> + +<p>Trot laughed at this, and Dorothy, who understood the Glass Cat +pretty well, said soothingly:</p> + +<p>"You are indeed beautiful, and if you can tell Cap'n Bill where to +find the Magic Flower, all the people in Oz will praise your +cleverness. The Flower will belong to Ozma, but everyone will know +the Glass Cat discovered it."</p> + +<p>This was the kind of praise the crystal creature liked.</p> + +<p>"Well," it said, while the pink brains rolled around, "I found the +Magic Flower way up in the north of the Munchkin Country where few +people live or ever go. There's a river there that flows through a +forest, and in the middle of the forest there is a small island on +which stands the gold pot in which grows the Magic Flower."</p> + +<p>"How did you get to the island?" asked Dorothy. "Glass cats can't swim."</p> + +<p>"No, but I'm not afraid of water," was the reply. "I just walked +across the river on the bottom."</p> + +<p>"Under the water?" exclaimed Trot.</p> + +<p>The cat gave her a scornful look.</p> + +<p>"How could I walk OVER the water on the BOTTOM of the river? If you +were transparent, anyone could see YOUR brains were not working. But +I'm sure you could never find the place alone. It has always been +hidden from the Oz people."</p> + +<p>"But you, with your fine pink brains, could find it again, I +s'pose," remarked Dorothy.</p> + +<p>"Yes; and if you want that Magic Flower for Ozma, I'll go with you +and show you the way."</p> + +<p>"That's lovely of you!" declared Dorothy. "Trot and Cap'n Bill will +go with you, for this is to be their birthday present to Ozma. While +you're gone I'll have to find something else to give her."</p> + +<p>"All right. Come on, then, Cap'n," said the Glass Cat, starting to +move away.</p> + +<p>"Wait a minute," begged Trot. "How long will we be gone?"</p> + +<p>"Oh, about a week."</p> + +<p>"Then I'll put some things in a basket to take with us," said the +girl, and ran into the palace to make her preparations for the journey.</p> + +<hr /> + +<h2><a name="chapter6" id="chapter6">6. Ozma's Birthday Presents</a></h2> + + +<p>When Cap'n Bill and Trot and the Glass Cat had started for the +hidden island in the far-off river to get the Magic Flower, Dorothy +wondered again what she could give Ozma on her birthday. She met the +Patchwork Girl and said:</p> + +<p>"What are you going to give Ozma for a birthday present?"</p> + +<p>"I've written a song for her," answered the strange Patchwork Girl, +who went by the name of "Scraps," and who, through stuffed with +cotton, had a fair assortment of mixed brains. "It's a splendid song +and the chorus runs this way:</p> + +<div class="poem"> +<div class="stanza"> + <div>I am crazy;</div> + <div>You're a daisy,</div> + <div class="in1">Ozma dear;</div> + <div>I'm demented;</div> + <div>You're contented,</div> + <div class="in1">Ozma dear; </div> + <div>I am patched and gay and glary;</div> + <div>You're a sweet and lovely fairy;</div> + <div>May your birthdays all be happy,</div> + <div class="in1">Ozma dear!"</div> +</div> +</div> + +<p>"How do you like it, Dorothy?" inquired the Patchwork Girl.</p> + +<p>"Is it good poetry, Scraps?" asked Dorothy, doubtfully.</p> + +<p>"It's as good as any ordinary song," was the reply. "I have given +it a dandy title, too. I shall call the song: 'When Ozma Has a +Birthday, Everybody's Sure to Be Gay, for She Cannot Help the Fact +That She Was Born.'"</p> + +<p>"That's a pretty long title, Scraps," said Dorothy.</p> + +<p>"That makes it stylish," replied the Patchwork Girl, turning a +somersault and alighting on one stuffed foot. "Now-a-days the titles +are sometimes longer than the songs."</p> + +<p>Dorothy left her and walked slowly toward the place, where she met +the Tin Woodman just going up the front steps.</p> + +<p>"What are you going to give Ozma on her birthday?" she asked.</p> + +<p>"It's a secret, but I'll tell you," replied the Tin Woodman, who was +Emperor of the Winkies. "I am having my people make Ozma a lovely +girdle set with beautiful tin nuggets. Each tin nugget will be +surrounded by a circle of emeralds, just to set it off to good advantage. +The clasp of the girdle will be pure tin! Won't that be fine?"</p> + +<p>"I'm sure she'll like it," said Dorothy. "Do you know what I can +give her?"</p> + +<p>"I haven't the slightest idea, Dorothy. It took me three months to +think of my own present for Ozma."</p> + +<p>The girl walked thoughtfully around to the back of the palace, and +presently came upon the famous Scarecrow of Oz, who has having two of +the palace servants stuff his legs with fresh straw.</p> + +<p>"What are you going to give Ozma on her birthday?" asked Dorothy.</p> + +<p>"I want to surprise her," answered the Scarecrow.</p> + +<p>"I won't tell," promised Dorothy.</p> + +<p>"Well, I'm having some straw slippers made for her—all straw, mind +you, and braided very artistically. Ozma has always admired my straw +filling, so I'm sure she'll be pleased with these lovely straw slippers."</p> + +<p>"Ozma will be pleased with anything her loving friends give her," +said the girl. "What I'M worried about, Scarecrow, is what to give +Ozma that she hasn't got already."</p> + +<p>"That's what worried me, until I thought of the slippers," said the +Scarecrow. "You'll have to THINK, Dorothy; that's the only way to get +a good idea. If I hadn't such wonderful brains, I'd never have +thought of those straw foot-decorations."</p> + +<p>Dorothy left him and went to her room, where she sat down and tried +to think hard. A Pink Kitten was curled up on the window-sill and +Dorothy asked her:</p> + +<p>"What can I give Ozma for her birthday present?"</p> + +<p>"Oh, give her some milk," replied the Pink Kitten; "that's the +nicest thing I know of."</p> + +<p>A fuzzy little black dog had squatted down at Dorothy's feet and now +looked up at her with intelligent eyes.</p> + +<p>"Tell me, Toto," said the girl; "what would Ozma like best for a +birthday present?"</p> + +<p>The little black dog wagged his tail.</p> + +<p>"Your love," said he. "Ozma wants to be loved more than anything else."</p> + +<p>"But I already love her, Toto!"</p> + +<p>"Then tell her you love her twice as much as you ever did before."</p> + +<p>"That wouldn't be true," objected Dorothy, "for I've always loved +her as much as I could, and, really, Toto, I want to give Ozma some +PRESENT, 'cause everyone else will give her a present."</p> + +<p>"Let me see," said Toto. "How would it be to give her that useless +Pink Kitten?"</p> + +<p>"No, Toto; that wouldn't do."</p> + +<p>"Then six kisses."</p> + +<p>"No; that's no present."</p> + +<p>"Well, I guess you'll have to figure it out for yourself, Dorothy," +said the little dog. "To MY notion you're more particular than Ozma +will be."</p> + +<p>Dorothy decided that if anyone could help her it would be Glinda the +Good, the wonderful Sorceress of Oz who was Ozma's faithful subject +and friend. But Glinda's castle was in the Quadling Country and quite +a journey from the Emerald City.</p> + +<p>So the little girl went to Ozma and asked permission to use the Wooden +Sawhorse and the royal Red Wagon to pay a visit to Glinda, and the girl +Ruler kissed Princess Dorothy and graciously granted permission.</p> + +<p>The Wooden Sawhorse was one of the most remarkable creatures in Oz. +Its body was a small log and its legs were limbs of trees stuck in the +body. Its eyes were knots, its mouth was sawed in the end of the log +and its ears were two chips. A small branch had been left at the rear +end of the log to serve as a tail.</p> + +<p>Ozma herself, during one of her early adventures, had brought this +wooden horse to life, and so she was much attached to the queer animal +and had shod the bottoms of its wooden legs with plates of gold so +they would not wear out. The Sawhorse was a swift and willing +traveler, and though it could talk if need arose, it seldom said +anything unless spoken to. When the Sawhorse was harnessed to the Red +Wagon there were no reins to guide him because all that was needed was +to tell him where to go.</p> + +<p>Dorothy now told him to go to Glinda's Castle and the Sawhorse +carried her there with marvelous speed.</p> + +<p>"Glinda," said Dorothy, when she had been greeted by the Sorceress, +who was tall and stately, with handsome and dignified features and +dressed in a splendid and becoming gown, "what are you going to give +Ozma for a birthday present?"</p> + +<p>The Sorceress smiled and answered:</p> + +<p>"Come into my patio and I will show you."</p> + +<p>So they entered a place that was surrounded by the wings of the +great castle but had no roof, and was filled with flowers and +fountains and exquisite statuary and many settees and chairs of +polished marble or filigree gold. Here there were gathered fifty +beautiful young girls, Glinda's handmaids, who had been selected from +all parts of the Land of Oz on account of their wit and beauty and sweet +dispositions. It was a great honor to be made one of Glinda's handmaidens.</p> + +<p>When Dorothy followed the Sorceress into this delightful patio all +the fifty girls were busily weaving, and their shuttles were filled +with a sparkling green spun glass such as the little girl had never +seen before.</p> + +<p>"What is it, Glinda?" she asked.</p> + +<p>"One of my recent discoveries," explained the Sorceress. "I have +found a way to make threads from emeralds, by softening the stones and +then spinning them into long, silken strands. With these emerald +threads we are weaving cloth to make Ozma a splendid court gown for +her birthday. You will notice that the threads have all the beautiful +glitter and luster of the emeralds from which they are made, and so +Ozma's new dress will be the most magnificent the world has ever seen, +and quite fitting for our lovely Ruler of the Fairyland of Oz."</p> + +<p>Dorothy's eyes were fairly dazed by the brilliance of the emerald +cloth, some of which the girls had already woven.</p> + +<p>"I've never seen ANYthing so beautiful!" she said, with a sigh. +"But tell me, Glinda, what can I give our lovely Ozma on her birthday?"</p> + +<p>The good Sorceress considered this question for a long time before +she replied. Finally she said:</p> + +<p>"Of course there will be a grand feast at the Royal Palace on Ozma's +birthday, and all our friends will be present. So I suggest that you +make a fine big birthday cake of Ozma, and surround it with candles."</p> + +<p>"Oh, just a CAKE!" exclaimed Dorothy, in disappointment.</p> + +<p>"Nothing is nicer for a birthday," said the Sorceress.</p> + +<p>"How many candles should there be on the cake?" asked the girl.</p> + +<p>"Just a row of them," replied Glinda, "for no one knows how old Ozma +is, although she appears to us to be just a young girl—as fresh and +fair as if she had lived but a few years."</p> + +<p>"A cake doesn't seem like much of a present," Dorothy asserted.</p> + +<p>"Make it a surprise cake," suggested the Sorceress. "Don't you +remember the four and twenty blackbirds that were baked in a pie? +Well, you need not use live blackbirds in your cake, but you could +have some surprise of a different sort."</p> + +<p>"Like what?" questioned Dorothy, eagerly.</p> + +<p>"If I told you, it wouldn't be YOUR present to Ozma, but MINE," +answered the Sorceress, with a smile. "Think it over, my dear, and I +am sure you can originate a surprise that will add greatly to the joy +and merriment of Ozma's birthday banquet."</p> + +<p>Dorothy thanked her friend and entered the Red Wagon and told the +Sawhorse to take her back home to the palace in the Emerald City.</p> + +<p>On the way she thought the matter over seriously of making a +surprise birthday cake and finally decided what to do.</p> + +<p>As soon as she reached home, she went to the Wizard of Oz, who had a +room fitted up in one of the high towers of the palace, where he +studied magic so as to be able to perform such wizardry as Ozma +commanded him to do for the welfare of her subjects.</p> + +<p>The Wizard and Dorothy were firm friends and had enjoyed many +strange adventures together. He was a little man with a bald head and +sharp eyes and a round, jolly face, and because he was neither haughty +nor proud he had become a great favorite with the Oz people.</p> + +<p>"Wizard," said Dorothy, "I want you to help me fix up a present for +Ozma's birthday."</p> + +<p>"I'll be glad to do anything for you and for Ozma," he answered. +"What's on your mind, Dorothy?"</p> + +<p>"I'm going to make a great cake, with frosting and candles, and all +that, you know."</p> + +<p>"Very good," said the Wizard.</p> + +<p>"In the center of this cake I'm going to leave a hollow place, with +just a roof of the frosting over it," continued the girl.</p> + +<p>"Very good," repeated the Wizard, nodding his bald head.</p> + +<p>"In that hollow place," said Dorothy, "I want to hide a lot of +monkeys about three inches high, and after the cake is placed on the +banquet table, I want the monkeys to break through the frosting and +dance around on the table-cloth. Then, I want each monkey to cut out +a piece of cake and hand it to a guest."</p> + +<p>"Mercy me!" cried the little Wizard, as he chuckled with laughter. +"Is that ALL you want, Dorothy?"</p> + +<p>"Almost," said she. "Can you think of anything more the little +monkeys can do, Wizard?"</p> + +<p>"Not just now," he replied. "But where will you get such tiny monkeys?"</p> + +<p>"That's where you're to help me," said Dorothy. "In some of those +wild forests in the Gillikin Country are lots of monkeys."</p> + +<p>"Big ones," said the Wizard.</p> + +<p>"Well, you and I will go there, and we'll get some of the big +monkeys, and you will make them small—just three inches high—by +means of your magic, and we'll put the little monkeys all in a basket +and bring them home with us. Then you'll train them to dance—up here +in your room, where no one can see them—and on Ozma's birthday we'll +put 'em into the cake and they'll know by that time just what to do."</p> + +<p>The Wizard looked at Dorothy with admiring approval, and chuckled again.</p> + +<p>"That's really clever, my dear," he said, "and I see no reason why +we can't do it, just the way you say, if only we can get the wild +monkeys to agree to it."</p> + +<p>"Do you think they'll object?" asked the girl.</p> + +<p>"Yes; but perhaps we can argue them into it. Anyhow it's worth +trying, and I'll help you if you'll agree to let this Surprise Cake be +a present to Ozma from you and me together. I've been wondering what +I could give Ozma, and as I've got to train the monkeys as well as +make them small, I think you ought to make me your partner."</p> + +<p>"Of course," said Dorothy; "I'll be glad to do so."</p> + +<p>"Then it's a bargain," declared the Wizard. "We must go to seek +those monkeys at once, however, for it will take time to train them and +we'll have to travel a good way to the Gillikin forests where they live."</p> + +<p>"I'm ready to go any time," agreed Dorothy. "Shall we ask Ozma to +let us take the Sawhorse?"</p> + +<p>The Wizard did not answer that at once. He took time to think of +the suggestion.</p> + +<p>"No," he answered at length, "the Red Wagon couldn't get through the +thick forests and there's some danger to us in going into the wild +places to search for monkeys. So I propose we take the Cowardly Lion +and the Hungry Tiger. We can ride on their backs as well as in the +Red Wagon, and if there is danger to us from other beasts, these two +friendly champions will protect us from all harm."</p> + +<p>"That's a splendid idea!" exclaimed Dorothy. "Let's go now and ask +the Hungry Tiger and the Cowardly Lion if they will help us. Shall we +ask Ozma if we can go?"</p> + +<p>"I think not," said the Wizard, getting his hat and his black bag of +magic tools. "This is to be a surprise for her birthday, and so she +mustn't know where we're going. We'll just leave word, in case Ozma +inquires for us, that we'll be back in a few days."</p> + +<hr /> + +<h2><a name="chapter7" id="chapter7">7. The Forest of Gugu</a></h2> + + +<p>In the central western part of the Gillikin Country is a great +tangle of trees called Gugu Forest. It is the biggest forest in all +Oz and stretches miles and miles in every direction—north, south, +east and west. Adjoining it on the east side is a range of rugged +mountains covered with underbrush and small twisted trees. You can +find this place by looking at the Map of the Land of Oz.</p> + +<p>Gugu Forest is the home of most of the wild beasts that inhabit Oz. +These are seldom disturbed in their leafy haunts because there is no +reason why Oz people should go there, except on rare occasions, and +most parts of the forest have never been seen by any eyes but the eyes +of the beasts who make their home there. The biggest beasts inhabit +the great forest, while the smaller ones live mostly in the mountain +underbrush at the east.</p> + +<p>Now, you must know that there are laws in the forests, as well as in +every other place, and these laws are made by the beasts themselves, +and are necessary to keep them from fighting and tearing one another +to pieces. In Gugu Forest there is a King—an enormous yellow leopard +called "Gugu"—after whom the forest is named. And this King has +three other beasts to advise him in keeping the laws and maintaining +order—Bru the Bear, Loo the Unicorn and Rango the Gray Ape—who are +known as the King's Counselors. All these are fierce and ferocious +beasts, and hold their high offices because they are more intelligent +and more feared then their fellows.</p> + +<p>Since Oz became a fairyland, no man, woman or child ever dies in +that land nor is anyone ever sick. Likewise the beasts of the forests +never die, so that long years add to their cunning and wisdom, as well +as to their size and strength. It is possible for beasts—or even +people—to be destroyed, but the task is so difficult that it is +seldom attempted. Because it is free from sickness and death is one +reason why Oz is a fairyland, but it is doubtful whether those who +come to Oz from the outside world, as Dorothy and Button-Bright and +Trot and Cap'n Bill and the Wizard did, will live forever or cannot be +injured. Even Ozma is not sure about this, and so the guests of Ozma +from other lands are always carefully protected from any danger, so as +to be on the safe side.</p> + +<p>In spite of the laws of the forests there are often fights among the +beasts; some of them have lost an eye or an ear or even had a leg torn +off. The King and the King's Counselors always punish those who start +a fight, but so fierce is the nature of some beasts that they will at +times fight in spite of laws and punishment.</p> + +<p>Over this vast, wild Forest of Gugu flew two eagles, one morning, +and near the center of the jungle the eagles alighted on a branch of a +tall tree.</p> + +<p>"Here is the place for us to begin our work," said one, who was +Ruggedo, the Nome.</p> + +<p>"Do many beasts live here?" asked Kiki Aru, the other eagle.</p> + +<p>"The forest is full of them," said the Nome. "There are enough +beasts right here to enable us to conquer the people of Oz, if we can +get them to consent to join us. To do that, we must go among them +and tell them our plans, so we must now decide on what shapes we had +better assume while in the forest."</p> + +<p>"I suppose we must take the shapes of beasts?" said Kiki.</p> + +<p>"Of course. But that requires some thought. All kinds of beasts +live here, and a yellow leopard is King. If we become leopards, the +King will be jealous of us. If we take the forms of some of the other +beasts, we shall not command proper respect."</p> + +<p>"I wonder if the beasts will attack us?" asked Kiki.</p> + +<p>"I'm a Nome, and immortal, so nothing can hurt me," replied Ruggedo.</p> + +<p>"I was born in the Land of Oz, so nothing can hurt me," said Kiki.</p> + +<p>"But, in order to carry out our plans, we must win the favor of all +the animals of the forest."</p> + +<p>"Then what shall we do?" asked Kiki.</p> + +<p>"Let us mix the shapes of several beasts, so we will not look like +any one of them," proposed the wily old Nome. "Let us have the heads +of lions, the bodies of monkeys, the wings of eagles and the tails of +wild asses, with knobs of gold on the end of them instead of bunches +of hair."</p> + +<p>"Won't that make a queer combination?" inquired Kiki.</p> + +<p>"The queerer the better," declared Ruggedo.</p> + +<p>"All right," said Kiki. "You stay here, and I'll fly away to +another tree and transform us both, and then we'll climb down our +trees and meet in the forest."</p> + +<p>"No," said the Nome, "we mustn't separate. You must transform us +while we are together."</p> + +<p>"I won't do that," asserted Kiki, firmly. "You're trying to get my +secret, and I won't let you."</p> + +<p>The eyes of the other eagle flashed angrily, but Ruggedo did not +dare insist. If he offended this boy, he might have to remain an +eagle always and he wouldn't like that. Some day he hoped to be able +to learn the secret word of the magical transformations, but just now +he must let Kiki have his own way.</p> + +<p>"All right," he said gruffly; "do as you please."</p> + +<p>So Kiki flew to a tree that was far enough distant so that Ruggedo +could not overhear him and said: "I want Ruggedo, the Nome, and myself +to have the heads of lions, the bodies of monkeys, the wings of eagles +and the tails of wild asses, with knobs of gold on the ends of them +instead of bunches of hair—Pyrzqxgl!"</p> + +<p>He pronounced the magic word in the proper manner and at once his +form changed to the one he had described. He spread his eagle's wings +and finding they were strong enough to support his monkey body and +lion head he flew swiftly to the tree where he had left Ruggedo. The +Nome was also transformed and was climbing down the tree because the +branches all around him were so thickly entwined that there was no +room between them to fly.</p> + +<p>Kiki quickly joined his comrade and it did not take them long to +reach the ground.</p> + +<hr /> + +<h2><a name="chapter8" id="chapter8">8. The Li-Mon-Eags Make Trouble</a></h2> + + +<p>There had been trouble in the Forest of Gugu that morning. Chipo +the Wild Boar had bitten the tail off Arx the Giraffe while the latter +had his head among the leaves of a tree, eating his breakfast. Arx +kicked with his heels and struck Tirrip, the great Kangaroo, who had a +new baby in her pouch. Tirrip knew it was the Wild Boar's fault, so +she knocked him over with one powerful blow and then ran away to +escape Chipo's sharp tusks. In the chase that followed a giant +porcupine stuck fifty sharp quills into the Boar and a chimpanzee in +a tree threw a cocoanut at the porcupine that jammed its head into +its body.</p> + +<p>All this was against the Laws of the Forest, and when the excitement +was over, Gugu the Leopard King called his royal Counselors together +to decide how best to punish the offenders.</p> + +<p>The four lords of the forest were holding solemn council in a small +clearing when they saw two strange beasts approaching them—beasts the +like of which they had never seen before.</p> + +<p>Not one of the four, however, relaxed his dignity or showed by a +movement that he was startled. The great Leopard crouched at full +length upon a fallen tree-trunk. Bru the Bear sat on his haunches +before the King; Rango the Gray Ape stood with his muscular arms +folded, and Loo the Unicorn reclined, much as a horse does, between +his fellow-councillors. With one consent they remained silent, eyeing +with steadfast looks the intruders, who were making their way into +their forest domain.</p> + +<p>"Well met, Brothers!" said one of the strange beasts, coming to a halt +beside the group, while his comrade with hesitation lagged behind.</p> + +<p>"We are not brothers," returned the Gray Ape, sternly. "Who are +you, and how came you in the forest of Gugu?"</p> + +<p>"We are two Li-Mon-Eags," said Ruggedo, inventing the name. "Our +home is in Sky Island, and we have come to earth to warn the forest +beasts that the people of Oz are about to make war upon them and +enslave them, so that they will become beasts of burden forever after +and obey only the will of their two-legged masters."</p> + +<p>A low roar of anger arose from the Council of Beasts.</p> + +<p>"WHO'S going to do that?" asked Loo the Unicorn, in a high, squeaky +voice, at the same time rising to his feet.</p> + +<p>"The people of Oz," said Ruggedo.</p> + +<p>"But what will WE be doing?" inquired the Unicorn.</p> + +<p>"That's what I've come to talk to you about."</p> + +<p>"You needn't talk! We'll fight the Oz people!" screamed the Unicorn. +"We'll smash 'em; we'll trample 'em; we'll gore 'em; we'll—"</p> + +<p>"Silence!" growled Gugu the King, and Loo obeyed, although still +trembling with wrath. The cold, steady gaze of the Leopard wandered +over the two strange beasts. "The people of Oz," said he, "have not +been our friends; they have not been our enemies. They have let us +alone, and we have let them alone. There is no reason for war between +us. They have no slaves. They could not use us as slaves if they +should conquer us. I think you are telling us lies, you strange +Li-Mon-Eag—you mixed-up beast who are neither one thing nor another."</p> + +<p>"Oh, on my word, it's the truth!" protested the Nome in the beast's +shape. "I wouldn't lie for the world; I—"</p> + +<p>"Silence!" again growled Gugu the King; and somehow, even Ruggedo +was abashed and obeyed the edict.</p> + +<p>"What do you say, Bru?" asked the King, turning to the great Bear, +who had until now said nothing.</p> + +<p>"How does the Mixed Beast know that what he says is true?" +asked the Bear.</p> + +<p>"Why, I can fly, you know, having the wings of an Eagle," explained +the Nome. "I and my comrade yonder," turning to Kiki, "flew to a +grove in Oz, and there we heard the people telling how they will make +many ropes to snare you beasts, and then they will surround this +forest, and all other forests, and make you prisoners. So we came +here to warn you, for being beasts ourselves, although we live in the +sky, we are your friends."</p> + +<p>The Leopard's lip curled and showed his enormous teeth, sharp as +needles. He turned to the Gray Ape.</p> + +<p>"What do YOU think, Rango?" he asked.</p> + +<p>"Send these mixed beasts away, Your Majesty," replied the Gray Ape. +"They are mischief-makers."</p> + +<p>"Don't do that—don't do that!" cried the Unicorn, nervously. "The +stranger said he would tell us what to do. Let him tell us, then. +Are we fools, not to heed a warning?"</p> + +<p>Gugu the King turned to Ruggedo.</p> + +<p>"Speak, Stranger," he commanded.</p> + +<p>"Well," said the Nome, "it's this way: The Land of Oz is a fine +country. The people of Oz have many good things—houses with soft +beds, all sorts of nice-tasting food, pretty clothes, lovely jewels, +and many other things that beasts know nothing of. Here in the dark +forests the poor beasts have hard work to get enough to eat and to +find a bed to rest in. But the beasts are better than the people, and +why should they not have all the good things the people have? So I +propose that before the Oz people have the time to make all those +ropes to snare you with, that all we beasts get together and march +against the Oz people and capture them. Then the beasts will become +the masters and the people their slaves."</p> + +<p>"What good would that do us?" asked Bru the Bear.</p> + +<p>"It would save you from slavery, for one thing, and you could enjoy +all the fine things of Oz people have."</p> + +<p>"Beasts wouldn't know what to do with the things people use," said +the Gray Ape.</p> + +<p>"But this is only part of my plan," insisted the Nome. "Listen to +the rest of it. We two Li-Mon-Eags are powerful magicians. When you +have conquered the Oz people we will transform them all into beasts, +and send them to the forests to live, and we will transform all the +beasts into people, so they can enjoy all the wonderful delights of +the Emerald City."</p> + +<p>For a moment no beast spoke. Then the King said: "Prove it."</p> + +<p>"Prove what?" asked Ruggedo.</p> + +<p>"Prove that you can transform us. If you are a magician transform +the Unicorn into a man. Then we will believe you. If you fail, we +will destroy you."</p> + +<p>"All right," said the Nome. "But I'm tired, so I'll let my comrade +make the transformation."</p> + +<p>Kiki Aru had stood back from the circle, but he had heard all that +was said. He now realized that he must make good Ruggedo's boast, so +he retreated to the edge of the clearing and whispered the magic word.</p> + +<p>Instantly the Unicorn became a fat, chubby little man, dressed in +the purple Gillikin costume, and it was hard to tell which was the +more astonished, the King, the Bear, the Ape or the former Unicorn.</p> + +<p>"It's true!" shorted the man-beast. "Good gracious, look what I am! +It's wonderful!"</p> + +<p>The King of Beasts now addressed Ruggedo in a more friendly tone.</p> + +<p>"We must believe your story, since you have given us proof of your +power," said he. "But why, if you are so great a magician, cannot you +conquer the Oz people without our help, and so save us the trouble?"</p> + +<p>"Alas!" replied the crafty old Nome, "no magician is able to do +everything. The transformations are easy to us because we are +Li-Mon-Eags, but we cannot fight, or conquer even such weak creatures +as the Oz people. But we will stay with you and advise and help you, +and we will transform all the Oz people into beasts, when the time +comes, and all the beasts into people."</p> + +<p>Gugu the King turned to his Counselors.</p> + +<p>"How shall we answer this friendly stranger?" he asked.</p> + +<p>Loo the former Unicorn was dancing around and cutting capers like a clown.</p> + +<p>"On my word, your Majesty," he said, "this being a man is more fun +than being a Unicorn."</p> + +<p>"You look like a fool," said the Gray Ape.</p> + +<p>"Well, I FEEL fine!" declared the man-beast.</p> + +<p>"I think I prefer to be a Bear," said Big Bru. "I was born a Bear, +and I know a Bear's ways. So I am satisfied to live as a Bear lives."</p> + +<p>"That," said the old Nome, "is because you know nothing better. +When we have conquered the Oz people, and you become a man, you'll be +glad of it."</p> + +<p>The immense Leopard rested his chin on the log and seemed thoughtful.</p> + +<p>"The beasts of the forest must decide this matter for themselves," +he said. "Go you, Rango the Gray Ape, and tell your monkey tribe to +order all the forest beasts to assemble in the Great Clearing at +sunrise to-morrow. When all are gathered together, this mixed-up Beast +who is a magician shall talk to them and tell them what he has told +us. Then, if they decide to fight the Oz people, who have declared +war on us, I will lead the beasts to battle."</p> + +<p>Rango the Gray Ape turned at once and glided swiftly through the +forest on his mission. The Bear gave a grunt and walked away. Gugu +the King rose and stretched himself. Then he said to Ruggedo: "Meet us +at sunrise to-morrow," and with stately stride vanished among the trees.</p> + +<p>The man-unicorn, left alone with the strangers, suddenly stopped his +foolish prancing.</p> + +<p>"You'd better make me a Unicorn again," he said. "I like being a +man, but the forest beasts won't know I'm their friend, Loo, and they +might tear me in pieces before morning."</p> + +<p>So Kiki changed him back to his former shape, and the Unicorn +departed to join his people.</p> + +<p>Ruggedo the Nome was much pleased with his success.</p> + +<p>"To-morrow," he said to Kiki Aru, "we'll win over these beasts and +set them to fight and conquer the Oz people. Then I will have my +revenge on Ozma and Dorothy and all the rest of my enemies."</p> + +<p>"But I am doing all the work," said Kiki.</p> + +<p>"Never mind; you're going to be King of Oz," promised Ruggedo.</p> + +<p>"Will the big Leopard let me be King?" asked the boy anxiously.</p> + +<p>The Nome came close to him and whispered:</p> + +<p>"If Gugu the Leopard opposes us, you will transform him into a tree, +and then he will be helpless."</p> + +<p>"Of course," agreed Kiki, and he said to himself: "I shall also +transform this deceitful Nome into a tree, for he lies and I cannot +trust him."</p> + +<hr /> + +<h2><a name="chapter9" id="chapter9">9. The Isle of the Magic Flower</a></h2> + + +<p>The Glass Cat was a good guide and led Trot and Cap'n Bill by +straight and easy paths through all the settled part of the +Munchkin Country, and then into the north section where there +were few houses, and finally through a wild country where there +were no houses or paths at all. But the walking was not +difficult and at last they came to the edge of a forest and +stopped there to make camp and sleep until morning.</p> + +<p>From branches of trees Cap'n Bill made a tiny house that was +just big enough for the little girl to crawl into and lie down. +But first they ate some of the food Trot had carried in the basket.</p> + +<p>"Don't you want some, too?" she asked the Glass Cat.</p> + +<p>"No," answered the creature.</p> + +<p>"I suppose you'll hunt around an' catch a mouse," remarked +Cap'n Bill.</p> + +<p>"Me? Catch a mouse! Why should I do that?" inquired the Glass Cat.</p> + +<p>"Why, then you could eat it," said the sailor-man.</p> + +<p>"I beg to inform you," returned the crystal tabby, "that I do +not eat mice. Being transparent, so anyone can see through me, +I'd look nice, wouldn't I, with a common mouse inside me? But +the fact is that I haven't any stomach or other machinery that +would permit me to eat things. The careless magician who made me +didn't think I'd need to eat, I suppose."</p> + +<p>"Don't you ever get hungry or thirsty?" asked Trot.</p> + +<p>"Never. I don't complain, you know, at the way I'm made, for +I've never yet seen any living thing as beautiful as I am. I +have the handsomest brains in the world. They're pink, and you +can see 'em work."</p> + +<p>"I wonder," said Trot thoughtfully, as she ate her bread and +jam, "if MY brains whirl around in the same way yours do."</p> + +<p>"No; not the same way, surely," returned the Glass Cat; "for, +in that case, they'd be as good as MY brains, except that they're +hidden under a thick, boney skull."</p> + +<p>"Brains," remarked Cap'n Bill, "is of all kinds and work +different ways. But I've noticed that them as thinks that their +brains is best is often mistook."</p> + +<p>Trot was a little disturbed by sounds from the forest, that +night, for many beasts seemed prowling among the trees, but she +was confident Cap'n Bill would protect her from harm. And in +fact, no beast ventured from the forest to attack them.</p> + +<p>At daybreak they were up again, and after a simple breakfast +Cap'n Bill said to the Glass Cat:</p> + +<p>"Up anchor, Mate, and let's forge ahead. I don't suppose we're +far from that Magic Flower, are we?"</p> + +<p>"Not far," answered the transparent one, as it led the way into +the forest, "but it may take you some time to get to it."</p> + +<p>Before long they reached the bank of a river. It was not very +wide, at this place, but as they followed the banks in a +northerly direction it gradually broadened.</p> + +<p>Suddenly the blue-green leaves of the trees changed to a purple +hue, and Trot noticed this and said:</p> + +<p>"I wonder what made the colors change like that?"</p> + +<p>"It's because we have left the Munchkin Country and entered the +Gillikin Country," explained the Glass Cat. "Also it's a sign +our journey is nearly ended."</p> + +<p>The river made a sudden turn, and after the travelers had +passed around the bend, they saw that the stream had now become +as broad as a small lake, and in the center of the Lake they +beheld a little island, not more than fifty feet in extent, +either way. Something glittered in the middle of this tiny +island, and the Glass Cat paused on the bank and said:</p> + +<p>"There is the gold flower-pot containing the Magic Flower, +which is very curious and beautiful. If you can get to the island, +your task is ended—except to carry the thing home with you."</p> + +<p>Cap'n Bill looked at the broad expanse of water and began to +whistle a low, quavering tune. Trot knew that the whistle meant +that Cap'n Bill was thinking, and the old sailor didn't look at +the island as much as he looked at the trees upon the bank where +they stood. Presently he took from the big pocket of his coat an +axe-blade, wound in an old cloth to keep the sharp edge from +cutting his clothing. Then, with a large pocket knife, he cut a +small limb from a tree and whittled it into a handle for his axe.</p> + +<p>"Sit down, Trot," he advised the girl, as he worked. "I've got +quite a job ahead of me now, for I've got to build us a raft."</p> + +<p>"What do we need a raft for, Cap'n?"</p> + +<p>"Why, to take us to the island. We can't walk under water, in +the river bed, as the Glass Cat did, so we must float atop the water."</p> + +<p>"Can you make a raft, Cap'n Bill?"</p> + +<p>"O' course, Trot, if you give me time."</p> + +<p>The little girl sat down on a log and gazed at the Island of +the Magic Flower. Nothing else seemed to grow on the tiny isle. +There was no tree, no shrub, no grass, even, as far as she could +make out from that distance. But the gold pot glittered in the +rays of the sun, and Trot could catch glimpses of glowing colors +above it, as the Magic Flower changed from one sort to another.</p> + +<p>"When I was here before," remarked the Glass Cat, lazily +reclining at the girl's feet, "I saw two Kalidahs on this very +bank, where they had come to drink."</p> + +<p>"What are Kalidahs?" asked the girl.</p> + +<p>"The most powerful and ferocious beasts in all Oz. This forest +is their especial home, and so there are few other beasts to be +found except monkeys. The monkeys are spry enough to keep out of +the way of the fierce Kalidahs, which attack all other animals +and often fight among themselves."</p> + +<p>"Did they try to fight you when you saw 'em?" asked Trot, +getting very much excited.</p> + +<p>"Yes. They sprang upon me in an instant; but I lay flat on the +ground, so I wouldn't get my legs broken by the great weight of +the beasts, and when they tried to bite me I laughed at them and +jeered them until they were frantic with rage, for they nearly +broke their teeth on my hard glass. So, after a time, they +discovered they could not hurt me, and went away. It was great fun."</p> + +<p>"I hope they don't come here again to drink,—not while we're +here, anyhow," returned the girl, "for I'm not made of glass, nor +is Cap'n Bill, and if those bad beasts bit us, we'd get hurt."</p> + +<p>Cap'n Bill was cutting from the trees some long stakes, making +them sharp at one end and leaving a crotch at the other end. +These were to bind the logs of his raft together. He had +fashioned several and was just finishing another when the Glass +Cat cried: "Look out! There's a Kalidah coming toward us."</p> + +<p>Trot jumped up, greatly frightened, and looked at the terrible +animal as if fascinated by its fierce eyes, for the Kalidah was +looking at her, too, and its look wasn't at all friendly. But +Cap'n Bill called to her: "Wade into the river, Trot, up to your +knees—an' stay there!" and she obeyed him at once. The +sailor-man hobbled forward, the stake in one hand and his axe in +the other, and got between the girl and the beast, which sprang +upon him with a growl of defiance.</p> + +<p>Cap'n Bill moved pretty slowly, sometimes, but now he was quick +as could be. As the Kalidah sprang toward him he stuck out his +wooden leg and the point of it struck the beast between the eyes +and sent it rolling upon the ground. Before it could get upon +its feet again the sailor pushed the sharp stake right through +its body and then with the flat side of the axe he hammered the +stake as far into the ground as it would go. By this means he +captured the great beast and made it harmless, for try as it +would, it could not get away from the stake that held it.</p> + +<p>Cap'n Bill knew he could not kill the Kalidah, for no living +thing in Oz can be killed, so he stood back and watched the beast +wriggle and growl and paw the earth with its sharp claws, and +then, satisfied it could not escape, he told Trot to come out of +the water again and dry her wet shoes and stockings in the sun.</p> + +<p>"Are you sure he can't get away?" she asked.</p> + +<p>"I'd bet a cookie on it," said Cap'n Bill, so Trot came ashore +and took off her shoes and stockings and laid them on the log to +dry, while the sailor-man resumed his work on the raft.</p> + +<p>The Kalidah, realizing after many struggles that it could not +escape, now became quiet, but it said in a harsh, snarling voice:</p> + +<p>"I suppose you think you're clever, to pin me to the ground in this +manner. But when my friends, the other Kalidahs, come here, they'll +tear you to pieces for treating me this way."</p> + +<p>"P'raps," remarked Cap'n Bill, coolly, as he chopped at the logs, +"an' p'raps not. When are your folks comin' here?"</p> + +<p>"I don't know," admitted the Kalidah. "But when they DO come, you +can't escape them."</p> + +<p>"If they hold off long enough, I'll have my raft ready," said Cap'n Bill.</p> + +<p>"What are you going to do with a raft?" inquired the beast.</p> + +<p>"We're goin' over to that island, to get the Magic Flower."</p> + +<p>The huge beast looked at him in surprise a moment, and then it began +to laugh. The laugh was a good deal like a roar, and it had a cruel +and derisive sound, but it was a laugh nevertheless.</p> + +<p>"Good!" said the Kalidah. "Good! Very good! I'm glad you're going +to get the Magic Flower. But what will you do with it?"</p> + +<p>"We're going to take it to Ozma, as a present on her birthday."</p> + +<p>The Kalidah laughed again; then it became sober. "If you get to the +land on your raft before my people can catch you," it said, "you will +be safe from us. We can swim like ducks, so the girl couldn't have +escaped me by getting into the water; but Kalidahs don't go to that +island over there."</p> + +<p>"Why not?" asked Trot.</p> + +<p>The beast was silent.</p> + +<p>"Tell us the reason," urged Cap'n Bill.</p> + +<p>"Well, it's the Isle of the Magic Flower," answered the Kalidah, +"and we don't care much for magic. If you hadn't had a magic leg, +instead of a meat one, you couldn't have knocked me over so easily and +stuck this wooden pin through me."</p> + +<p>"I've been to the Magic Isle," said the Glass Cat, "and I've watched +the Magic Flower bloom, and I'm sure it's too pretty to be left in +that lonely place where only beasts prowl around it and no else sees +it. So we're going to take it away to the Emerald City."</p> + +<p>"I don't care," the beast replied in a surly tone. "We Kalidahs +would be just as contented if there wasn't a flower in our forest. +What good are the things anyhow?"</p> + +<p>"Don't you like pretty things?" asked Trot.</p> + +<p>"No."</p> + +<p>"You ought to admire my pink brains, anyhow," declared the Glass +Cat. "They're beautiful and you can see 'em work."</p> + +<p>The beast only growled in reply, and Cap'n Bill, having now cut all +his logs to a proper size, began to roll them to the water's edge and +fasten them together.</p> + +<hr /> + +<h2><a name="chapter10" id="chapter10">10. Stuck Fast</a></h2> + + +<p>The day was nearly gone when, at last, the raft was ready.</p> + +<p>"It ain't so very big," said the old sailor, "but I don't weigh +much, an' you, Trot, don't weigh half as much as I do, an' the glass +pussy don't count."</p> + +<p>"But it's safe, isn't it?" inquired the girl.</p> + +<p>"Yes; it's good enough to carry us to the island an' back again, an' +that's about all we can expect of it."</p> + +<p>Saying this, Cap'n Bill pushed the raft into the water, and when it +was afloat, stepped upon it and held out his hand to Trot, who quickly +followed him. The Glass Cat boarded the raft last of all.</p> + +<p>The sailor had cut a long pole, and had also whittled a flat paddle, +and with these he easily propelled the raft across the river. As they +approached the island, the Wonderful Flower became more plainly +visible, and they quickly decided that the Glass Cat had not praised +it too highly. The colors of the flowers that bloomed in quick +succession were strikingly bright and beautiful, and the shapes of the +blossoms were varied and curious. Indeed, they did not resemble +ordinary flowers at all.</p> + +<p>So intently did Trot and Cap'n Bill gaze upon the Golden Flower-pot +that held the Magic Flower that they scarcely noticed the island +itself until the raft beached upon its sands. But then the girl +exclaimed: "How funny it is, Cap'n Bill, that nothing else grows here +excep' the Magic Flower."</p> + +<p>Then the sailor glanced at the island and saw that it was all bare +ground, without a weed, a stone or a blade of grass. Trot, eager to +examine the Flower closer, sprang from the raft and ran up the bank +until she reached the Golden Flower-pot. Then she stood beside it +motionless and filled with wonder. Cap'n Bill joined her, coming more +leisurely, and he, too, stood in silent admiration for a time.</p> + +<p>"Ozma will like this," remarked the Glass Cat, sitting down to watch +the shifting hues of the flowers. "I'm sure she won't have as fine a +birthday present from anyone else."</p> + +<p>"Do you 'spose it's very heavy, Cap'n? And can we get it home +without breaking it?" asked Trot anxiously.</p> + +<p>"Well, I've lifted many bigger things than that," he replied; "but +let's see what it weighs."</p> + +<p>He tried to take a step forward, but could not lift his meat foot +from the ground. His wooden leg seemed free enough, but the other +would not budge.</p> + +<p>"I seem stuck, Trot," he said, with a perplexed look at his foot. +"It ain't mud, an' it ain't glue, but somethin's holdin' me down."</p> + +<p>The girl attempted to lift her own feet, to go nearer to her friend, +but the ground held them as fast as it held Cap'n Bill's foot. She +tried to slide them, or to twist them around, but it was no use; she +could not move either foot a hair's breadth.</p> + +<p>"This is funny!" she exclaimed. "What do you 'spose has happened to +us, Cap'n Bill?"</p> + +<p>"I'm tryin' to make out," he answered. "Take off your shoes, Trot. +P'raps it's the leather soles that's stuck to the ground."</p> + +<p>She leaned down and unlaced her shoes, but found she could not pull +her feet out of them. The Glass Cat, which was walking around as +naturally as ever, now said:</p> + +<p>"Your foot has got roots to it, Cap'n, and I can see the roots going +into the ground, where they spread out in all directions. It's the same +way with Trot. That's why you can't move. The roots hold you fast."</p> + +<p>Cap'n Bill was rather fat and couldn't see his own feet very well, +but he squatted down and examined Trot's feet and decided that the +Glass Cat was right.</p> + +<p>"This is hard luck," he declared, in a voice that showed he was +uneasy at the discovery. "We're pris'ners, Trot, on this funny +island, an' I'd like to know how we're ever goin' to get loose, so's +we can get home again."</p> + +<p>"Now I know why the Kalidah laughed at us," said the girl, "and why +he said none of the beasts ever came to this island. The horrid +creature knew we'd be caught, and wouldn't warn us."</p> + +<p>In the meantime, the Kalidah, although pinned fast to the earth by +Cap'n Bill's stake, was facing the island, and now the ugly expression +which passed over its face when it defied and sneered at Cap'n Bill +and Trot, had changed to one of amusement and curiosity. When it saw +the adventurers had actually reached the island and were standing +beside the Magic Flower, it heaved a breath of satisfaction—a long, deep +breath that swelled its deep chest until the beast could feel the stake +that held him move a little, as if withdrawing itself from the ground.</p> + +<p>"Ah ha!" murmured the Kalidah, "a little more of this will set me +free and allow me to escape!"</p> + +<p>So he began breathing as hard as he could, puffing out his chest as +much as possible with each indrawing breath, and by doing this he +managed to raise the stake with each powerful breath, until at last +the Kalidah—using the muscles of his four legs as well as his deep +breaths—found itself free of the sandy soil. The stake was sticking +right through him, however, so he found a rock deeply set in the bank +and pressed the sharp point of the stake upon the surface of this rock +until he had driven it clear through his body. Then, by getting the +stake tangled among some thorny bushes, and wiggling his body, he +managed to draw it out altogether.</p> + +<p>"There!" he exclaimed, "except for those two holes in me, I'm as +good as ever; but I must admit that that old wooden-legged fellow +saved both himself and the girl by making me a prisoner."</p> + +<p>Now the Kalidahs, although the most disagreeable creatures in the +Land of Oz, were nevertheless magical inhabitants of a magical +Fairyland, and in their natures a certain amount of good was mingled +with the evil. This one was not very revengeful, and now that his late +foes were in danger of perishing, his anger against them faded away.</p> + +<p>"Our own Kalidah King," he reflected, "has certain magical powers of +his own. Perhaps he knows how to fill up these two holes in my body."</p> + +<p>So without paying any more attention to Trot and Cap'n Bill than +they were paying to him, he entered the forest and trotted along a +secret path that led to the hidden lair of all the Kalidahs.</p> + +<p>While the Kalidah was making good its escape Cap'n Bill took his +pipe from his pocket and filled it with tobacco and lighted it. Then, +as he puffed out the smoke, he tried to think what could be done.</p> + +<p>"The Glass Cat seems all right," he said, "an' my wooden leg didn't +take roots and grow, either. So it's only flesh that gets caught."</p> + +<p>"It's magic that does it, Cap'n!"</p> + +<p>"I know, Trot, and that's what sticks me. We're livin' in a magic country, +but neither of us knows any magic an' so we can't help ourselves."</p> + +<p>"Couldn't the Wizard of Oz help us—or Glinda the Good?" asked the +little girl.</p> + +<p>"Ah, now we're beginnin' to reason," he answered. "I'd probably +thought o' that, myself, in a minute more. By good luck the Glass Cat +is free, an' so it can run back to the Emerald City an' tell the +Wizard about our fix, an' ask him to come an' help us get loose."</p> + +<p>"Will you go?" Trot asked the cat, speaking very earnestly.</p> + +<p>"I'm no messenger, to be sent here and there," asserted the curious +animal in a sulky tone of voice.</p> + +<p>"Well," said Cap'n Bill, "you've got to go home, anyhow, 'cause you +don't want to stay here, I take it. And, when you get home, it +wouldn't worry you much to tell the Wizard what's happened to us."</p> + +<p>"That's true," said the cat, sitting on its haunches and lazily +washing its face with one glass paw. "I don't mind telling the +Wizard—when I get home."</p> + +<p>"Won't you go now?" pleaded Trot. "We don't want to stay here any +longer than we can help, and everybody in Oz will be interested in +you, and call you a hero, and say nice things about you because you +helped your friends out of trouble."</p> + +<p>That was the best way to manage the Glass Cat, which was so vain +that it loved to be praised.</p> + +<p>"I'm going home right away," said the creature, "and I'll tell the +Wizard to come and help you."</p> + +<p>Saying this, it walked down to the water and disappeared under the +surface. Not being able to manage the raft alone, the Glass Cat +walked on the bottom of the river as it had done when it visited the +island before, and soon they saw it appear on the farther bank and trot +into the forest, where it was quickly lost to sight among the trees.</p> + +<p>Then Trot heaved a deep sigh.</p> + +<p>"Cap'n," said she, "we're in a bad fix. There's nothing here to +eat, and we can't even lie down to sleep. Unless the Glass Cat +hurries, and the Wizard hurries, I don't know what's going to become +of us!"</p> + +<hr /> + +<h2><a name="chapter11" id="chapter11">11. The Beasts of the Forest of Gugu</a></h2> + + +<p>That was a wonderful gathering of wild animals in the Forest of Gugu +next sunrise. Rango, the Gray Ape, had even called his monkey +sentinels away from the forest edge, and every beast, little and big, +was in the great clearing where meetings were held on occasions of +great importance.</p> + +<p>In the center of the clearing stood a great shelving rock, having a +flat, inclined surface, and on this sat the stately Leopard Gugu, who +was King of the Forest. On the ground beneath him squatted Bru the +Bear, Loo the Unicorn, and Rango the Gray Ape, the King's three +Counselors, and in front of them stood the two strange beasts who had +called themselves Li-Mon-Eags, but were really the transformations of +Ruggedo the Nome, and Kiki Aru the Hyup.</p> + +<p>Then came the beasts—rows and rows and rows of them! The smallest +beasts were nearest the King's rock throne; then there were wolves and +foxes, lynxes and hyenas, and the like; behind them were gathered the +monkey tribes, who were hard to keep in order because they teased the +other animals and were full of mischievous tricks. Back of the +monkeys were the pumas, jaguars, tigers and lions, and their kind; +next the bears, all sizes and colors; after them bisons, wild asses, +zebras and unicorns; farther on the rhinoceri and hippopotami, and at +the far edge of the forest, close to the trees that shut in the +clearing, was a row of thick-skinned elephants, still as statues but +with eyes bright and intelligent.</p> + +<p>Many other kinds of beasts, too numerous to mention, were there, and +some were unlike any beasts we see in the menageries and zoos in our +country. Some were from the mountains west of the forest, and some +from the plains at the east, and some from the river; but all present +acknowledged the leadership of Gugu, who for many years had ruled them +wisely and forced all to obey the laws.</p> + +<p>When the beasts had taken their places in the clearing and the +rising sun was shooting its first bright rays over the treetops, King +Gugu rose on his throne. The Leopard's giant form, towering above all +the others, caused a sudden hush to fall on the assemblage.</p> + +<p>"Brothers," he said in his deep voice, "a stranger has come among +us, a beast of curious form who is a great magician and is able to +change the shapes of men or beasts at his will. This stranger has +come to us, with another of his kind, from out of the sky, to warn us +of a danger which threatens us all, and to offer us a way to escape +from that danger. He says he is our friend, and he has proved to me +and to my Counselors his magic powers. Will you listen to what he has +to say to you—to the message he has brought from the sky?"</p> + +<p>"Let him speak!" came in a great roar from the great company of +assembled beasts.</p> + +<p>So Ruggedo the Nome sprang upon the flat rock beside Gugu the King, +and another roar, gentle this time, showed how astonished the beasts +were at the sight of his curious form. His lion's face was surrounded +by a mane of pure white hair; his eagle's wings were attached to the +shoulders of his monkey body and were so long that they nearly touched +the ground; he had powerful arms and legs in addition to the wings, +and at the end of his long, strong tail was a golden ball. Never had +any beast beheld such a curious creature before, and so the very sight +of the stranger, who was said to be a great magician, filled all +present with awe and wonder.</p> + +<p>Kiki stayed down below and, half hidden by the shelf of rock, was +scarcely noticed. The boy realized that the old Nome was helpless +without his magic power, but he also realized that Ruggedo was the +best talker. So he was willing the Nome should take the lead.</p> + +<p>"Beasts of the Forest of Gugu," began Ruggedo the Nome, "my comrade +and I are your friends. We are magicians, and from our home in the +sky we can look down into the Land of Oz and see everything that is +going on. Also we can hear what the people below us are saying. That +is how we heard Ozma, who rules the Land of Oz, say to her people: +'The beasts in the Forest of Gugu are lazy and are of no use to us. +Let us go to their forest and make them all our prisoners. Let us tie +them with ropes, and beat them with sticks, until they work for us and +become our willing slaves.' And when the people heard Ozma of Oz say +this, they were glad and raised a great shout and said: 'We will do +it! We will make the beasts of the Forest of Gugu our slaves!'"</p> + +<p>The wicked old Nome could say no more, just then, for such a fierce +roar of anger rose from the multitude of beasts that his voice was +drowned by the clamor. Finally the roar died away, like distant +thunder, and Ruggedo the Nome went on with his speech.</p> + +<p>"Having heard the Oz people plot against your liberty, we watched to +see what they would do, and saw them all begin making ropes—ropes +long and short—with which to snare our friends the beasts. You are +angry, but we also were angry, for when the Oz people became the +enemies of the beasts they also became our enemies; for we, too, are +beasts, although we live in the sky. And my comrade and I said: 'We +will save our friends and have revenge on the Oz people,' and so we +came here to tell you of your danger and of our plan to save you."</p> + +<p>"We can save ourselves," cried an old Elephant. "We can fight."</p> + +<p>"The Oz people are fairies, and you can't fight against magic unless +you also have magic," answered the Nome.</p> + +<p>"Tell us your plan!" shouted the huge Tiger, and the other beasts +echoed his words, crying: "Tell us your plan."</p> + +<p>"My plan is simple," replied Ruggedo. "By our magic we will +transform all you animals into men and women—like the Oz people—and +we will transform all the Oz people into beasts. You can then live in +the fine houses of the Land of Oz, and eat the fine food of the Oz +people, and wear their fine clothes, and sing and dance and be happy. +And the Oz people, having become beasts, will have to live here in the +forest and hunt and fight for food, and often go hungry, as you now +do, and have no place to sleep but a bed of leaves or a hole in the +ground. Having become men and women, you beasts will have all the +comforts you desire, and having become beasts, the Oz people will be +very miserable. That is our plan, and if you agree to it, we will all +march at once into the Land of Oz and quickly conquer our enemies."</p> + +<p>When the stranger ceased speaking, a great silence fell on the +assemblage, for the beasts were thinking of what he had said. Finally +one of the walruses asked:</p> + +<p>"Can you really transform beasts into men, and men into beasts?"</p> + +<p>"He can—he can!" cried Loo the Unicorn, prancing up and down in an +excited manner. "He transformed ME, only last evening, and he can +transform us all."</p> + +<p>Gugu the King now stepped forward.</p> + +<p>"You have heard the stranger speak," said he, "and now you must answer him. +It is for you to decide. Shall we agree to this plan, or not?"</p> + +<p>"Yes!" shouted some of the animals.</p> + +<p>"No!" shouted others.</p> + +<p>And some were yet silent.</p> + +<p>Gugu looked around the great circle.</p> + +<p>"Take more time to think," he suggested. "Your answer is very +important. Up to this time we have had no trouble with the Oz people, +but we are proud and free, and never will become slaves. Think +carefully, and when you are ready to answer, I will hear you."</p> + +<hr /> + +<h2><a name="chapter12" id="chapter12">12. Kiki Uses His Magic</a></h2> + + +<p>Then arose a great confusion of sounds as all the animals began +talking to their fellows. The monkeys chattered and the bears growled +and the voices of the jaguars and lions rumbled, and the wolves yelped +and the elephants had to trumpet loudly to make their voices heard. +Such a hubbub had never been known in the forest before, and each beast +argued with his neighbor until it seemed the noise would never cease.</p> + +<p>Ruggedo the Nome waved his arms and fluttered his wings to try to +make them listen to him again, but the beasts paid no attention. Some +wanted to fight the Oz people, some wanted to be transformed, and some +wanted to do nothing at all.</p> + +<p>The growling and confusion had grown greater than ever when in a +flash silence fell on all the beasts present, the arguments were +hushed, and all gazed in astonishment at a strange sight.</p> + +<p>For into the circle strode a great Lion—bigger and more powerful +than any other lion there—and on his back rode a little girl who +smiled fearlessly at the multitude of beasts. And behind the Lion and +the little girl came another beast—a monstrous Tiger, who bore upon +his back a funny little man carrying a black bag. Right past the rows +of wondering beasts the strange animals walked, advancing until they +stood just before the rock throne of Gugu.</p> + +<p>Then the little girl and the funny little man dismounted, and the +great Lion demanded in a loud voice:</p> + +<p>"Who is King in this forest?"</p> + +<p>"I am!" answered Gugu, looking steadily at the other. "I am Gugu +the Leopard, and I am King of this forest."</p> + +<p>"Then I greet Your Majesty with great respect," said the Lion. +"Perhaps you have heard of me, Gugu. I am called the 'Cowardly Lion,' +and I am King of all Beasts, the world over."</p> + +<p>Gugu's eyes flashed angrily.</p> + +<p>"Yes," said he, "I have heard of you. You have long claimed to be +King of Beasts, but no beast who is a coward can be King over me."</p> + +<p>"He isn't a coward, Your Majesty," asserted the little girl, "He's +just cowardly, that's all."</p> + +<p>Gugu looked at her. All the other beasts were looking at her, too.</p> + +<p>"Who are you?" asked the King.</p> + +<p>"Me? Oh, I'm just Dorothy," she answered.</p> + +<p>"How dare you come here?" demanded the King.</p> + +<p>"Why, I'm not afraid to go anywhere, if the Cowardly Lion is with +me," she said. "I know him pretty well, and so I can trust him. He's +always afraid, when we get into trouble, and that's why he's cowardly; +but he's a terrible fighter, and that's why he isn't a coward. He +doesn't like to fight, you know, but when he HAS to, there isn't any +beast living that can conquer him."</p> + +<p>Gugu the King looked at the big, powerful form of the Cowardly Lion, +and knew she spoke the truth. Also the other Lions of the forest now +came forward and bowed low before the strange Lion.</p> + +<p>"We welcome Your Majesty," said one. "We have known you many years +ago, before you went to live at the Emerald City, and we have seen you +fight the terrible Kalidahs and conquer them, so we know you are the +King of all Beasts."</p> + +<p>"It is true," replied the Cowardly Lion; "but I did not come here to +rule the beasts of this forest. Gugu is King here, and I believe he +is a good King and just and wise. I come, with my friends, to be the +guest of Gugu, and I hope we are welcome."</p> + +<p>That pleased the great Leopard, who said very quickly:</p> + +<p>"Yes; you, at least, are welcome to my forest. But who are these +strangers with you?"</p> + +<p>"Dorothy has introduced herself," replied the Lion, "and you are +sure to like her when you know her better. This man is the Wizard of +Oz, a friend of mine who can do wonderful tricks of magic. And here +is my true and tried friend, the Hungry Tiger, who lives with me in +the Emerald City."</p> + +<p>"Is he ALWAYS hungry?" asked Loo the Unicorn.</p> + +<p>"I am," replied the Tiger, answering the question himself. "I am +always hungry for fat babies."</p> + +<p>"Can't you find any fat babies in Oz to eat?" inquired Loo, the Unicorn.</p> + +<p>"There are plenty of them, of course," said the Tiger, "but +unfortunately I have such a tender conscience that it won't allow me +to eat babies. So I'm always hungry for 'em and never can eat 'em, +because my conscience won't let me."</p> + +<p>Now of all the surprised beasts in that clearing, not one was so +much surprised at the sudden appearance of these four strangers as +Ruggedo the Nome. He was frightened, too, for he recognized them as +his most powerful enemies; but he also realized that they could not +know he was the former King of the Nomes, because of the beast's form +he wore, which disguised him so effectually. So he took courage and +resolved that the Wizard and Dorothy should not defeat his plans.</p> + +<p>It was hard to tell, just yet, what the vast assemblage of beasts +thought of the new arrivals. Some glared angrily at them, but more of +them seemed to be curious and wondering. All were interested, +however, and they kept very quiet and listened carefully to all that +was said.</p> + +<p>Kiki Aru, who had remained unnoticed in the shadow of the rock, was +at first more alarmed by the coming of the strangers than even Ruggedo +was, and the boy told himself that unless he acted quickly and without +waiting to ask the advice of the old Nome, their conspiracy was likely +to be discovered and all their plans to conquer and rule Oz be +defeated. Kiki didn't like the way Ruggedo acted either, for the +former King of the Nomes wanted to do everything his own way, and made +the boy, who alone possessed the power of transformations, obey his +orders as if he were a slave.</p> + +<p>Another thing that disturbed Kiki Aru was the fact that a real +Wizard had arrived, who was said to possess many magical powers, and +this Wizard carried his tools in a black bag, and was the friend of +the Oz people, and so would probably try to prevent war between the +beasts of the forest and the people of Oz.</p> + +<p>All these things passed through the mind of the Hyup boy while the +Cowardly Lion and Gugu the King were talking together, and that was +why he now began to do several strange things.</p> + +<p>He had found a place, near to the point where he stood, where there +was a deep hollow in the rock, so he put his face into this hollow and +whispered softly, so he would not be heard:</p> + +<p>"I want the Wizard of Oz to become a fox—Pyrzqxgl!"</p> + +<p>The Wizard, who had stood smilingly beside his friends, suddenly +felt his form change to that of a fox, and his black bag fell to the +ground. Kiki reached out an arm and seized the bag, and the Fox cried +as loud as it could:</p> + +<p>"Treason! There's a traitor here with magic powers!"</p> + +<p>Everyone was startled at this cry, and Dorothy, seeing her old +friend's plight, screamed and exclaimed: "Mercy me!"</p> + +<p>But the next instant the little girl's form had changed to that of a +lamb with fleecy white wool, and Dorothy was too bewildered to do +anything but look around her in wonder.</p> + +<p>The Cowardly Lion's eyes now flashed fire; he crouched low and +lashed the ground with his tail and gazed around to discover who the +treacherous magician might be. But Kiki, who had kept his face in the +hollow rock, again whispered the magic word, and the great lion +disappeared and in his place stood a little boy dressed in Munchkin +costume. The little Munchkin boy was as angry as the lion had been, +but he was small and helpless.</p> + +<p>Ruggedo the Nome saw what was happening and was afraid Kiki would +spoil all his plans, so he leaned over the rock and shouted: "Stop, +Kiki—stop!"</p> + +<p>Kiki would not stop, however. Instead, he transformed the Nome into +a goose, to Ruggedo's horror and dismay. But the Hungry Tiger had +witnessed all these transformations, and he was watching to see which +of those present was to blame for them. When Ruggedo spoke to Kiki, +the Hungry Tiger knew that he was the magician, so he made a sudden +spring and hurled his great body full upon the form of the Li-Mon-Eag +crouching against the rock. Kiki didn't see the Tiger coming because +his face was still in the hollow, and the heavy body of the tiger bore +him to the earth just as he said "Pyrzqxgl!" for the fifth time.</p> + +<p>So now the tiger which was crushing him changed to a rabbit, and +relieved of its weight, Kiki sprang up and, spreading his eagle's +wings, flew into the branches of a tree, where no beast could easily +reach him. He was not an instant too quick in doing this, for Gugu +the King had crouched on the rock's edge and was about to spring on +the boy.</p> + +<p>From his tree Kiki transformed Gugu into a fat Gillikin woman, and +laughed aloud to see how the woman pranced with rage, and how +astonished all the beasts were at their King's new shape.</p> + +<p>The beasts were frightened, too, fearing they would share the fate +of Gugu, so a stampede began when Rango the Gray Ape sprang into the +forest, and Bru the Bear and Loo the Unicorn followed as quickly as +they could. The elephants backed into the forest, and all the other +animals, big and little, rushed after them, scattering through the +jungles until the clearing was far behind. The monkeys scrambled into +the trees and swung themselves from limb to limb, to avoid being +trampled upon by the bigger beasts, and they were so quick that they +distanced all the rest. A panic of fear seemed to have overtaken the +forest people and they got as far away from the terrible Magician as +they possibly could.</p> + +<p>But the transformed ones stayed in the clearing, being so astonished +and bewildered by their new shapes that they could only look at one +another in a dazed and helpless fashion, although each one was greatly +annoyed at the trick that had been played on him.</p> + +<p>"Who are you?" the Munchkin boy asked the Rabbit; and "Who are you?" +the Fox asked the Lamb; and "Who are you?" the Rabbit asked the fat +Gillikin woman.</p> + +<p>"I'm Dorothy," said the woolly Lamb.</p> + +<p>"I'm the Wizard," said the Fox.</p> + +<p>"I'm the Cowardly Lion," said the Munchkin boy.</p> + +<p>"I'm the Hungry Tiger," said the Rabbit.</p> + +<p>"I'm Gugu the King," said the fat Woman.</p> + +<p>But when they asked the Goose who he was, Ruggedo the Nome would not +tell them.</p> + +<p>"I'm just a Goose," he replied, "and what I was before, I cannot remember."</p> + +<hr /> + +<h2><a name="chapter13" id="chapter13">13. The Loss of the Black Bag</a></h2> + + +<p>Kiki Aru, in the form of the Li-Mon-Eag, had scrambled into the +high, thick branches of the tree, so no one could see him, and there +he opened the Wizard's black bag, which he had carried away in his +flight. He was curious to see what the Wizard's magic tools looked +like, and hoped he could use some of them and so secure more power; +but after he had taken the articles, one by one, from the bag, he had +to admit they were puzzles to him. For, unless he understood their +uses, they were of no value whatever. Kiki Aru, the Hyup boy, was no +wizard or magician at all, and could do nothing unusual except to use +the Magic Word he had stolen from his father on Mount Munch. So he +hung the Wizard's black bag on a branch of the tree and then climbed +down to the lower limbs that he might see what the victims of his +transformations were doing.</p> + +<p>They were all on top of the flat rock, talking together in tones so +low that Kiki could not hear what they said.</p> + +<p>"This is certainly a misfortune," remarked the Wizard in the Fox's +form, "but our transformations are a sort of enchantment which is very +easy to break—when you know how and have the tools to do it with. +The tools are in my Black Bag; but where is the Bag?"</p> + +<p>No one knew that, for none had seen Kiki Aru fly away with it.</p> + +<p>"Let's look and see if we can find it," suggested Dorothy the Lamb.</p> + +<p>So they left the rock, and all of them searched the clearning high +and low without finding the Bag of Magic Tools. The Goose searched as +earnestly as the others, for if he could discover it, he meant to hide +it where the Wizard could never find it, because if the Wizard changed +him back to his proper form, along with the others, he would then be +recognized as Ruggedo the Nome, and they would send him out of the +Land of Oz and so ruin all his hopes of conquest.</p> + +<p>Ruggedo was not really sorry, now that he thought about it, that +Kiki had transformed all these Oz folks. The forest beasts, it was +true, had been so frightened that they would now never consent to be +transformed into men, but Kiki could transform them against their +will, and once they were all in human forms, it would not be +impossible to induce them to conquer the Oz people.</p> + +<p>So all was not lost, thought the old Nome, and the best thing for +him to do was to rejoin the Hyup boy who had the secret of the +transformations. So, having made sure the Wizard's black bag was not +in the clearing, the Goose wandered away through the trees when the +others were not looking, and when out of their hearing, he began +calling, "Kiki Aru! Kiki Aru! Quack—quack! Kiki Aru!"</p> + +<p>The Boy and the Woman, the Fox, the Lamb, and the Rabbit, not being able +to find the bag, went back to the rock, all feeling exceedingly strange.</p> + +<p>"Where's the Goose?" asked the Wizard.</p> + +<p>"He must have run away," replied Dorothy. "I wonder who he was?"</p> + +<p>"I think," said Gugu the King, who was the fat Woman, "that the +Goose was the stranger who proposed that we make war upon the Oz +people. If so, his transformation was merely a trick to deceive us, +and he has now gone to join his comrade, that wicked Li-Mon-Eag who +obeyed all his commands."</p> + +<p>"What shall we do now?" asked Dorothy. "Shall we go back to the +Emerald City, as we are, and then visit Glinda the Good and ask her to +break the enchantments?"</p> + +<p>"I think so," replied the Wizard Fox. "And we can take Gugu the +King with us, and have Glinda restore him to his natural shape. But I +hate to leave my Bag of Magic Tools behind me, for without it I shall +lose much of my power as a Wizard. Also, if I go back to the Emerald +City in the shape of a Fox, the Oz people will think I'm a poor Wizard +and will lose their respect for me."</p> + +<p>"Let us make still another search for your tools," suggested the +Cowardly Lion, "and then, if we fail to find the Black Bag anywhere in +this forest, we must go back home as we are."</p> + +<p>"Why did you come here, anyway?" inquired Gugu.</p> + +<p>"We wanted to borrow a dozen monkeys, to use on Ozma's birthday," +explained the Wizard. "We were going to make them small, and train +them to do tricks, and put them inside Ozma's birthday cake."</p> + +<p>"Well," said the Forest King, "you would have to get the consent of +Rango the Gray Ape, to do that. He commands all the tribes of monkeys."</p> + +<p>"I'm afraid it's too late, now," said Dorothy, regretfully. "It was +a splendid plan, but we've got troubles of our own, and I don't like +being a lamb at all."</p> + +<p>"You're nice and fuzzy," said the Cowardly Lion.</p> + +<p>"That's nothing," declared Dorothy. "I've never been 'specially +proud of myself, but I'd rather be the way I was born than anything +else in the whole world."</p> + +<hr class="tiny" /> + +<p>The Glass Cat, although it had some disagreeable ways and manners, +nevertheless realized that Trot and Cap'n Bill were its friends and so +was quite disturbed at the fix it had gotten them into by leading them +to the Isle of the Magic Flower. The ruby heart of the Glass Cat was +cold and hard, but still it was a heart, and to have a heart of any +sort is to have some consideration for others. But the queer +transparent creature didn't want Trot and Cap'n Bill to know it was +sorry for them, and therefore it moved very slowly until it had +crossed the river and was out of sight among the trees of the forest. +Then it headed straight toward the Emerald City, and trotted so fast +that it was like a crystal streak crossing the valleys and plains. +Being glass, the cat was tireless, and with no reason to delay its +journey, it reached Ozma's palace in wonderfully quick time.</p> + +<p>"Where's the Wizard?" it asked the Pink Kitten, which was curled up +in the sunshine on the lowest step of the palace entrance.</p> + +<p>"Don't bother me," lazily answered the Pink Kitten, whose name was Eureka.</p> + +<p>"I must find the Wizard at once!" said the Glass Cat.</p> + +<p>"Then find him," advised Eureka, and went to sleep again.</p> + +<p>The Glass Cat darted up the stairway and came upon Toto, Dorothy's +little black dog.</p> + +<p>"Where's the Wizard?" asked the Cat.</p> + +<p>"Gone on a journey with Dorothy," replied Toto.</p> + +<p>"When did they go, and where have they gone?" demanded the Cat.</p> + +<p>"They went yesterday, and I heard them say they would go to the +Great Forest in the Munchkin Country."</p> + +<p>"Dear me," said the Glass Cat; "that is a long journey."</p> + +<p>"But they rode on the Hungry Tiger and the Cowardly Lion," explained +Toto, "and the Wizard carried his Black Bag of Magic Tools."</p> + +<p>The Glass Cat knew the Great Forest of Gugu well, for it had +traveled through this forest many times in its journeys through the +Land of Oz. And it reflected that the Forest of Gugu was nearer to +the Isle of the Magic Flower than the Emerald City was, and so, if it +could manage to find the Wizard, it could lead him across the Gillikin +Country to where Trot and Cap'n Bill were prisoned. It was a wild +country and little traveled, but the Glass Cat knew every path. So +very little time need be lost, after all.</p> + +<p>Without stopping to ask any more questions the Cat darted out of the +palace and away from the Emerald City, taking the most direct route to +the Forest of Gugu. Again the creature flashed through the country +like a streak of light, and it would surprise you to know how quickly +it reached the edge of the Great Forest.</p> + +<p>There were no monkey guards among the trees to cry out a warning, +and this was so unusual that it astonished the Glass Cat. Going +farther into the forest it presently came upon a wolf, which at first +bounded away in terror. But then, seeing it was only a Glass Cat, the +Wolf stopped, and the Cat could see it was trembling, as if from a +terrible fright.</p> + +<p>"What's the matter?" asked the Cat.</p> + +<p>"A dreadful Magician has come among us!" exclaimed the Wolf, "and +he's changing the forms of all the beasts—quick as a wink—and making +them all his slaves."</p> + +<p>The Glass Cat smiled and said:</p> + +<p>"Why, that's only the Wizard of Oz. He may be having some fun with +you forest people, but the Wizard wouldn't hurt a beast for anything."</p> + +<p>"I don't mean the Wizard," explained the Wolf. "And if the Wizard +of Oz is that funny little man who rode a great Tiger into the +clearing, he's been transformed himself by the terrible Magician."</p> + +<p>"The Wizard transformed? Why, that's impossible," declared the +Glass Cat.</p> + +<p>"No; it isn't. I saw him with my own eyes, changed into the form of +a Fox, and the girl who was with him was changed to a woolly Lamb."</p> + +<p>The Glass Cat was indeed surprised.</p> + +<p>"When did that happen?" it asked.</p> + +<p>"Just a little while ago in the clearing. All the animals had met +there, but they ran away when the Magician began his transformations, +and I'm thankful I escaped with my natural shape. But I'm still +afraid, and I'm going somewhere to hide."</p> + +<p>With this the Wolf ran on, and the Glass Cat, which knew where the +big clearing was, went toward it. But now it walked more slowly, and +its pink brains rolled and tumbled around at a great rate because it +was thinking over the amazing news the Wolf had told it.</p> + +<p>When the Glass Cat reached the clearing, it saw a Fox, a Lamb, a +Rabbit, a Munchkin boy and a fat Gillikin woman, all wandering around +in an aimless sort of way, for they were again searching for the Black +Bag of Magic Tools.</p> + +<p>The Cat watched them a moment and then it walked slowly into the +open space. At once the Lamb ran toward it, crying:</p> + +<p>"Oh, Wizard, here's the Glass Cat!"</p> + +<p>"Where, Dorothy?" asked the Fox.</p> + +<p>"Here!"</p> + +<p>The Boy and the Woman and the Rabbit now joined the Fox and the +Lamb, and they all stood before the Glass Cat and speaking together, +almost like a chorus, asked: "Have you seen the Black Bag?"</p> + +<p>"Often," replied the Glass Cat, "but not lately."</p> + +<p>"It's lost," said the Fox, "and we must find it."</p> + +<p>"Are you the Wizard?" asked the Cat.</p> + +<p>"Yes."</p> + +<p>"And who are these others?"</p> + +<p>"I'm Dorothy," said the Lamb.</p> + +<p>"I'm the Cowardly Lion," said the Munchkin boy.</p> + +<p>"I'm the Hungry Tiger," said the Rabbit.</p> + +<p>"I'm Gugu, King of the Forest," said the fat Woman.</p> + +<p>The Glass Cat sat on its hind legs and began to laugh. "My, what a +funny lot!" exclaimed the Creature. "Who played this joke on you?"</p> + +<p>"It's no joke at all," declared the Wizard. "It was a cruel, wicked +transformation, and the Magician that did it has the head of a lion, +the body of a monkey, the wings of an eagle and a round ball on the +end of his tail."</p> + +<p>The Glass Cat laughed again. "That Magician must look funnier than +you do," it said. "Where is he now?"</p> + +<p>"Somewhere in the forest," said the Cowardly Lion. "He just jumped +into that tall maple tree over there, for he can climb like a monkey +and fly like an eagle, and then he disappeared in the forest."</p> + +<p>"And there was another Magician, just like him, who was his friend," +added Dorothy, "but they probably quarreled, for the wickedest one +changed his friend into the form of a Goose."</p> + +<p>"What became of the Goose?" asked the Cat, looking around.</p> + +<p>"He must have gone away to find his friend," answered Gugu the King. +"But a Goose can't travel very fast, so we could easily find him if we +wanted to."</p> + +<p>"The worst thing of all," said the Wizard, "is that my Black Bag is +lost. It disappeared when I was transformed. If I could find it I +could easily break these enchantments by means of my magic, and we +would resume our own forms again. Will you help us search for the +Black Bag, Friend Cat?"</p> + +<p>"Of course," replied the Glass Cat. "But I expect the strange +Magician carried it away with him. If he's a magician, he knows you +need that Bag, and perhaps he's afraid of your magic. So he's +probably taken the Bag with him, and you won't see it again unless you +find the Magician."</p> + +<p>"That sounds reasonable," remarked the Lamb, which was Dorothy. +"Those pink brains of yours seem to be working pretty well to-day."</p> + +<p>"If the Glass Cat is right," said the Wizard in a solemn voice, +"there's more trouble ahead of us. That Magician is dangerous, and if +we go near him he may transform us into shapes not as nice as these."</p> + +<p>"I don't see how we could be any WORSE off," growled Gugu, who was +indignant because he was forced to appear in the form of a fat woman.</p> + +<p>"Anyway," said the Cowardly Lion, "our best plan is to find the +Magician and try to get the Black Bag from him. We may manage to +steal it, or perhaps we can argue him into giving it to us."</p> + +<p>"Why not find the Goose, first?" asked Dorothy. "The Goose will be +angry at the Magician, and he may be able to help us."</p> + +<p>"That isn't a bad idea," returned the Wizard. "Come on, Friends; +let's find that Goose. We will separate and search in different +directions, and the first to find the Goose must bring him here, where +we will all meet again in an hour."</p> + +<hr /> + +<h2><a name="chapter14" id="chapter14">14. The Wizard Learns the Magic Word</a></h2> + + +<p>Now, the Goose was the transformation of old Ruggedo, who was at one +time King of the Nomes, and he was even more angry at Kiki Aru than +were the others who shapes had been changed. The Nome detested +anything in the way of a bird, because birds lay eggs and eggs are +feared by all the Nomes more than anything else in the world. A goose +is a foolish bird, too, and Ruggedo was dreadfully ashamed of the +shape he was forced to wear. And it would make him shudder to reflect +that the Goose might lay an egg!</p> + +<p>So the Nome was afraid of himself and afraid of everything around +him. If an egg touched him he could then be destroyed, and almost any +animal he met in the forest might easily conquer him. And that would +be the end of old Ruggedo the Nome.</p> + +<p>Aside from these fears, however, he was filled with anger against +Kiki, whom he had meant to trap by cleverly stealing from him the +Magic Word. The boy must have been crazy to spoil everything the way +he did, but Ruggedo knew that the arrival of the Wizard had scared +Kiki, and he was not sorry the boy had transformed the Wizard and +Dorothy and made them helpless. It was his own transformation that +annoyed him and made him indignant, so he ran about the forest hunting +for Kiki, so that he might get a better shape and coax the boy to +follow his plans to conquer the Land of Oz.</p> + +<p>Kiki Aru hadn't gone very far away, for he had surprised himself as +well as the others by the quick transformations and was puzzled as to +what to do next. Ruggedo the Nome was overbearing and tricky, and +Kiki knew he was not to be depended on; but the Nome could plan and +plot, which the Hyup boy was not wise enough to do, and so, when he +looked down through the branches of a tree and saw a Goose waddling +along below and heard it cry out, "Kiki Aru! Quack—quack! Kiki +Aru!" the boy answered in a low voice, "Here I am," and swung himself +down to the lowest limb of the tree.</p> + +<p>The Goose looked up and saw him.</p> + +<p>"You've bungled things in a dreadful way!" exclaimed the Goose. +"Why did you do it?"</p> + +<p>"Because I wanted to," answered Kiki. "You acted as if I was your +slave, and I wanted to show these forest people that I am more +powerful than you."</p> + +<p>The Goose hissed softly, but Kiki did not hear that.</p> + +<p>Old Ruggedo quickly recovered his wits and muttered to himself: +"This boy is the goose, although it is I who wear the goose's shape. +I will be gentle with him now, and fierce with him when I have him in +my power." Then he said aloud to Kiki:</p> + +<p>"Well, hereafter I will be content to acknowledge you the master. +You bungled things, as I said, but we can still conquer Oz."</p> + +<p>"How?" asked the boy.</p> + +<p>"First give me back the shape of the Li-Mon-Eag, and then we can +talk together more conveniently," suggested the Nome.</p> + +<p>"Wait a moment, then," said Kiki, and climbed higher up the tree. +There he whispered the Magic Word and the Goose became a Li-Mon-Eag, +as he had been before.</p> + +<p>"Good!" said the Nome, well pleased, as Kiki joined him by dropping +down from the tree. "Now let us find a quiet place where we can talk +without being overheard by the beasts."</p> + +<p>So the two started away and crossed the forest until they came to a +place where the trees were not so tall nor so close together, and +among these scattered trees was another clearing, not so large as the +first one, where the meeting of the beasts had been held. Standing on +the edge of this clearing and looking across it, they saw the trees on +the farther side full of monkeys, who were chattering together at a +great rate of the sights they had witnessed at the meeting.</p> + +<p>The old Nome whispered to Kiki not to enter the clearing or allow +the monkeys to see them.</p> + +<p>"Why not?" asked the boy, drawing back.</p> + +<p>"Because those monkeys are to be our army—the army which will +conquer Oz," said the Nome. "Sit down here with me, Kiki, and keep +quiet, and I will explain to you my plan."</p> + +<p>Now, neither Kiki Aru nor Ruggedo had noticed that a sly Fox had +followed them all the way from the tree where the Goose had been +transformed to the Li-Mon-Eag. Indeed, this Fox, who was none other +than the Wizard of Oz, had witnessed the transformation of the Goose +and now decided he would keep watch on the conspirators and see what +they would do next.</p> + +<p>A Fox can move through a forest very softly, without making any +noise, and so the Wizard's enemies did not suspect his presence. But +when they sat down by the edge of the clearing, to talk, with their +backs toward him, the Wizard did not know whether to risk being seen, +by creeping closer to hear what they said, or whether it would be +better for him to hide himself until they moved on again.</p> + +<p>While he considered this question he discovered near him a great +tree which had a hollow trunk, and there was a round hole in this +tree, about three feet above the ground. The Wizard Fox decided it +would be safer for him to hide inside the hollow tree, so he sprang +into the hole and crouched down in the hollow, so that his eyes just +came to the edge of the hole by which he had entered, and from here he +watched the forms of the two Li-Mon-Eags.</p> + +<p>"This is my plan," said the Nome to Kiki, speaking so low that the +Wizard could only hear the rumble of his voice. "Since you can +transform anything into any form you wish, we will transform these +monkeys into an army, and with that army we will conquer the Oz people."</p> + +<p>"The monkeys won't make much of an army," objected Kiki.</p> + +<p>"We need a great army, but not a numerous one," responded the Nome. +"You will transform each monkey into a giant man, dressed in a fine +uniform and armed with a sharp sword. There are fifty monkeys over +there and fifty giants would make as big an army as we need."</p> + +<p>"What will they do with the swords?" asked Kiki. "Nothing can kill +the Oz people."</p> + +<p>"True," said Ruggedo. "The Oz people cannot be killed, but they can +be cut into small pieces, and while every piece will still be alive, +we can scatter the pieces around so that they will be quite helpless. +Therefore, the Oz people will be afraid of the swords of our army, and +we will conquer them with ease."</p> + +<p>"That seems like a good idea," replied the boy, approvingly. "And +in such a case, we need not bother with the other beasts of the forest."</p> + +<p>"No; you have frightened the beasts, and they would no longer +consent to assist us in conquering Oz. But those monkeys are foolish +creatures, and once they are transformed to Giants, they will do just +as we say and obey our commands. Can you transform them all at once?"</p> + +<p>"No, I must take one at a time," said Kiki. "But the fifty +transformations can be made in an hour or so. Stay here, Ruggedo, and +I will change the first monkey—that one at the left, on the end of +the limb—into a Giant with a sword."</p> + +<p>"Where are you going?" asked the Nome.</p> + +<p>"I must not speak the Magic Word in the presence of another person," +declared Kiki, who was determined not to allow his treacherous +companion to learn his secret, "so I will go where you cannot hear me."</p> + +<p>Ruggedo the Nome was disappointed, but he hoped still to catch the +boy unawares and surprise the Magic Word. So he merely nodded his +lion head, and Kiki got up and went back into the forest a short +distance. Here he spied a hollow tree, and by chance it was the same +hollow tree in which the Wizard of Oz, now in the form of a Fox, had +hidden himself.</p> + +<p>As Kiki ran up to the tree the Fox ducked its head, so that it was +out of sight in the dark hollow beneath the hole, and then Kiki put +his face into the hole and whispered: "I want that monkey on the +branch at the left to become a Giant man fifty feet tall, dressed in a +uniform and with a sharp sword—Pyrzqxgl!"</p> + +<p>Then he ran back to Ruggedo, but the Wizard Fox had heard quite +plainly every word that he had said.</p> + +<p>The monkey was instantly transformed into the Giant, and the Giant +was so big that as he stood on the ground his head was higher than the +trees of the forest. The monkeys raised a great chatter but did not +seem to understand that the Giant was one of themselves.</p> + +<p>"Good!" cried the Nome. "Hurry, Kiki, and transform the others."</p> + +<p>So Kiki rushed back to the tree and putting his face to the +hollow, whispered:</p> + +<p>"I want the next monkey to be just like the first—Pyrzqxgl!"</p> + +<p>Again the Wizard Fox heard the Magic Word, and just how it was +pronounced. But he sat still in the hollow and waited to hear it again, +so it would be impressed on his mind and he would not forget it.</p> + +<p>Kiki kept running to the edge of the forest and back to the hollow +tree again until he had whispered the Magic Word six times and six +monkeys had been changed to six great Giants. Then the Wizard decided +he would make an experiment and use the Magic Word himself. So, while +Kiki was running back to the Nome, the Fox stuck his head out of the +hollow and said softly: "I want that creature who is running to become +a hickory-nut—Pyrzqxgl!"</p> + +<p>Instantly the Li-Mon-Eag form of Kiki Aru the Hyup disappeared and a +small hickory-nut rolled upon the ground a moment and then lay still.</p> + +<p>The Wizard was delighted, and leaped from the hollow just as Ruggedo +looked around to see what had become of Kiki. The Nome saw the Fox +but no Kiki, so he hastily rose to his feet. The Wizard did not know +how powerful the queer beast might be, so he resolved to take no chances.</p> + +<p>"I want this creature to become a walnut—Pyrzqxgl!" he said aloud. +But he did not pronounce the Magic Word in quite the right way, and +Ruggedo's form did not change. But the Nome knew at once that +"Pyrzqxgl!" was the Magic Word, so he rushed at the Fox and cried:</p> + +<p>"I want you to become a Goose—Pyrzqxgl!"</p> + +<p>But the Nome did not pronounce the word aright, either, having never +heard it spoken but once before, and then with a wrong accent. So the +Fox was not transformed, but it had to run away to escape being caught +by the angry Nome.</p> + +<p>Ruggedo now began pronouncing the Magic Word in every way he could +think of, hoping to hit the right one, and the Fox, hiding in a bush, +was somewhat troubled by the fear that he might succeed. However, the +Wizard, who was used to magic arts, remained calm and soon remembered +exactly how Kiki Aru had pronounced the word. So he repeated the sentence +he had before uttered and Ruggedo the Nome became an ordinary walnut.</p> + +<p>The Wizard now crept out from the bush and said: "I want my own form +again—Pyrzqxgl!"</p> + +<p>Instantly he was the Wizard of Oz, and after picking up the +hickory-nut and the walnut, and carefully placing them in his pocket, +he ran back to the big clearing.</p> + +<p>Dorothy the Lamb uttered a bleat of delight when she saw her old friend +restored to his natural shape. The others were all there, not having +found the Goose. The fat Gillikin woman, the Munchkin boy, the Rabbit +and the Glass Cat crowded around the Wizard and asked what had happened.</p> + +<p>Before he explained anything of his adventure, he transformed them +all—except, of course, the Glass Cat—into their natural shapes, and +when their joy permitted them to quiet somewhat, he told how he had by +chance surprised the Magician's secret and been able to change the two +Li-Mon-Eags into shapes that could not speak, and therefore would be +unable to help themselves. And the little Wizard showed his +astonished friends the hickory-nut and the walnut to prove that he had +spoken the truth.</p> + +<p>"But—see here!"—exclaimed Dorothy. "What has become of those +Giant Soldiers who used to be monkeys?"</p> + +<p>"I forgot all about them!" admitted the Wizard; "but I suppose they +are still standing there in the forest."</p> + +<hr /> + +<h2><a name="chapter15" id="chapter15">15. The Lonesome Duck</a></h2> + + +<p>Trot and Cap'n Bill stood before the Magic Flower, actually rooted +to the spot.</p> + +<p>"Aren't you hungry, Cap'n?" asked the little girl, with a long sigh, +for she had been standing there for hours and hours.</p> + +<p>"Well," replied the sailor-man, "I ain't sayin' as I couldn't EAT, +Trot—if a dinner was handy—but I guess old folks don't get as hungry +as young folks do."</p> + +<p>"I'm not sure 'bout that, Cap'n Bill," she said thoughtfully. "Age +MIGHT make a diff'rence, but seems to me SIZE would make a bigger +diff'rence. Seeing you're twice as big as me, you ought to be twice +as hungry."</p> + +<p>"I hope I am," he rejoined, "for I can stand it a while longer. I +do hope the Glass Cat will hurry, and I hope the Wizard won't waste +time a-comin' to us."</p> + +<p>Trot sighed again and watched the wonderful Magic Flower, because +there was nothing else to do. Just now a lovely group of pink peonies +budded and bloomed, but soon they faded away, and a mass of deep blue +lilies took their place. Then some yellow chrysanthemums blossomed on +the plant, and when they had opened all their petals and reached +perfection, they gave way to a lot of white floral balls spotted with +crimson—a flower Trot had never seen before.</p> + +<p>"But I get awful tired watchin' flowers an' flowers an' flowers," +she said impatiently.</p> + +<p>"They're might pretty," observed Cap'n Bill.</p> + +<p>"I know; and if a person could come and look at the Magic Flower +just when she felt like it, it would be a fine thing, but to HAVE TO +stand and watch it, whether you want to or not, isn't so much fun. I wish, +Cap'n Bill, the thing would grow fruit for a while instead of flowers."</p> + +<p>Scarcely had she spoken when the white balls with crimson spots +faded away and a lot of beautiful ripe peaches took their place. With +a cry of mingled surprise and delight Trot reached out and plucked a +peach from the bush and began to eat it, finding it delicious. Cap'n +Bill was somewhat dazed at the girl's wish being granted so quickly, +so before he could pick a peach they had faded away and bananas took +their place. "Grab one, Cap'n!" exclaimed Trot, and even while eating the +peach she seized a banana with her other hand and tore it from the bush.</p> + +<p>The old sailor was still bewildered. He put out a hand indeed, but he was +too late, for now the bananas disappeared and lemons took their place.</p> + +<p>"Pshaw!" cried Trot. "You can't eat those things; but watch out, +Cap'n, for something else."</p> + +<p>Cocoanuts next appeared, but Cap'n Bill shook his head.</p> + +<p>"Ca'n't crack 'em," he remarked, "'cause we haven't anything handy to +smash 'em with."</p> + +<p>"Well, take one, anyhow," advised Trot; but the cocoanuts were gone +now, and a deep, purple, pear-shaped fruit which was unknown to them +took their place. Again Cap'n Bill hesitated, and Trot said to him:</p> + +<p>"You ought to have captured a peach and a banana, as I did. If +you're not careful, Cap'n, you'll miss all your chances. Here, I'll +divide my banana with you."</p> + +<p>Even as she spoke, the Magic Plant was covered with big red apples, +growing on every branch, and Cap'n Bill hesitated no longer. He +grabbed with both hands and picked two apples, while Trot had only +time to secure one before they were gone.</p> + +<p>"It's curious," remarked the sailor, munching his apple, "how these +fruits keep good when you've picked 'em, but dis'pear inter thin air if +they're left on the bush."</p> + +<p>"The whole thing is curious," declared the girl, "and it couldn't +exist in any country but this, where magic is so common. Those are +limes. Don't pick 'em, for they'd pucker up your mouth and—Ooo! here +come plums!" and she tucked her apple in her apron pocket and captured +three plums—each one almost as big as an egg—before they disappeared. +Cap'n Bill got some too, but both were too hungry to fast any longer, +so they began eating their apples and plums and let the magic bush +bear all sorts of fruits, one after another. The Cap'n stopped once +to pick a fine cantaloupe, which he held under his arm, and Trot, +having finished her plums, got a handful of cherries and an orange; +but when almost every sort of fruit had appeared on the bush, the crop +ceased and only flowers, as before, bloomed upon it.</p> + +<p>"I wonder why it changed back," mused Trot, who was not worried +because she had enough fruit to satisfy her hunger.</p> + +<p>"Well, you only wished it would bear fruit 'for a while,'" said the +sailor, "and it did. P'raps if you'd said 'forever,' Trot, it would +have always been fruit."</p> + +<p>"But why should MY wish be obeyed?" asked the girl. "I'm not a +fairy or a wizard or any kind of a magic-maker."</p> + +<p>"I guess," replied Cap'n Bill, "that this little island is a magic +island, and any folks on it can tell the bush what to produce, an' +it'll produce it."</p> + +<p>"Do you think I could wish for anything else, Cap'n and get it?" she +inquired anxiously.</p> + +<p>"What are you thinkin' of, Trot?"</p> + +<p>"I'm thinking of wishing that these roots on our feet would +disappear, and let us free."</p> + +<p>"Try it, Trot."</p> + +<p>So she tried it, and the wish had no effect whatever.</p> + +<p>"Try it yourself, Cap'n," she suggested.</p> + +<p>Then Cap'n Bill made the wish to be free, with no better result.</p> + +<p>"No," said he, "it's no use; the wishes only affect the Magic Plant; +but I'm glad we can make it bear fruit, 'cause now we know we won't +starve before the Wizard gets to us."</p> + +<p>"But I'm gett'n' tired standing here so long," complained the girl. +"If I could only lift one foot, and rest it, I'd feel better."</p> + +<p>"Same with me, Trot. I've noticed that if you've got to do a thing, +and can't help yourself, it gets to be a hardship mighty quick."</p> + +<p>"Folks that can raise their feet don't appreciate what a blessing it +is," said Trot thoughtfully. "I never knew before what fun it is to +raise one foot, an' then another, any time you feel like it."</p> + +<p>"There's lots o' things folks don't 'preciate," replied the +sailor-man. "If somethin' would 'most stop your breath, you'd think +breathin' easy was the finest thing in life. When a person's well, he +don't realize how jolly it is, but when he gets sick he 'members the +time he was well, an' wishes that time would come back. Most folks +forget to thank God for givin' 'em two good legs, till they lose one o' +'em, like I did; and then it's too late, 'cept to praise God for +leavin' one."</p> + +<p>"Your wooden leg ain't so bad, Cap'n," she remarked, looking at it +critically. "Anyhow, it don't take root on a Magic Island, like our +meat legs do."</p> + +<p>"I ain't complainin'," said Cap'n Bill. "What's that swimmin' +towards us, Trot?" he added, looking over the Magic Flower and across +the water.</p> + +<p>The girl looked, too, and then she replied.</p> + +<p>"It's a bird of some sort. It's like a duck, only I never saw a +duck have so many colors."</p> + +<p>The bird swam swiftly and gracefully toward the Magic Isle, and as +it drew nearer its gorgeously colored plumage astonished them. The +feathers were of many hues of glistening greens and blues and purples, +and it had a yellow head with a red plume, and pink, white and violet +in its tail. When it reached the Isle, it came ashore and approached +them, waddling slowly and turning its head first to one side and then +to the other, so as to see the girl and the sailor better.</p> + +<p>"You're strangers," said the bird, coming to a halt near them, "and +you've been caught by the Magic Isle and made prisoners."</p> + +<p>"Yes," returned Trot, with a sigh; "we're rooted. But I hope we +won't grow."</p> + +<p>"You'll grow small," said the Bird. "You'll keep growing smaller +every day, until bye and bye there'll be nothing left of you. That's +the usual way, on this Magic Isle."</p> + +<p>"How do you know about it, and who are you, anyhow?" asked Cap'n Bill.</p> + +<p>"I'm the Lonesome Duck," replied the bird. "I suppose you've heard +of me?"</p> + +<p>"No," said Trot, "I can't say I have. What makes you lonesome?"</p> + +<p>"Why, I haven't any family or any relations," returned the Duck.</p> + +<p>"Haven't you any friends?"</p> + +<p>"Not a friend. And I've nothing to do. I've lived a long time, and +I've got to live forever, because I belong in the Land of Oz, where no +living thing dies. Think of existing year after year, with no +friends, no family, and nothing to do! Can you wonder I'm lonesome?"</p> + +<p>"Why don't you make a few friends, and find something to do?" +inquired Cap'n Bill.</p> + +<p>"I can't make friends because everyone I meet—bird, beast, or +person—is disagreeable to me. In a few minutes I shall be unable to +bear your society longer, and then I'll go away and leave you," said +the Lonesome Duck. "And, as for doing anything, there's no use in it. +All I meet are doing something, so I have decided it's common and +uninteresting and I prefer to remain lonesome."</p> + +<p>"Don't you have to hunt for your food?" asked Trot.</p> + +<p>"No. In my diamond palace, a little way up the river, food is +magically supplied me; but I seldom eat, because it is so common."</p> + +<p>"You must be a Magician Duck," remarked Cap'n Bill.</p> + +<p>"Why so?"</p> + +<p>"Well, ordinary ducks don't have diamond palaces an' magic food, +like you do."</p> + +<p>"True; and that's another reason why I'm lonesome. You must +remember I'm the only Duck in the Land of Oz, and I'm not like any +other duck in the outside world."</p> + +<p>"Seems to me you LIKE bein' lonesome," observed Cap'n Bill.</p> + +<p>"I can't say I like it, exactly," replied the Duck, "but since it +seems to be my fate, I'm rather proud of it."</p> + +<p>"How do you s'pose a single, solitary Duck happened to be in the +Land of Oz?" asked Trot, wonderingly.</p> + +<p>"I used to know the reason, many years ago, but I've quite forgotten +it," declared the Duck. "The reason for a thing is never so important +as the thing itself, so there's no use remembering anything but the +fact that I'm lonesome."</p> + +<p>"I guess you'd be happier if you tried to do something," asserted +Trot. "If you can't do anything for yourself, you can do things for +others, and then you'd get lots of friends and stop being lonesome."</p> + +<p>"Now you're getting disagreeable," said the Lonesome Duck, "and I +shall have to go and leave you."</p> + +<p>"Can't you help us any," pleaded the girl. "If there's anything +magic about you, you might get us out of this scrape."</p> + +<p>"I haven't any magic strong enough to get you off the Magic Isle," +replied the Lonesome Duck. "What magic I possess is very simple, but +I find it enough for my own needs."</p> + +<p>"If we could only sit down a while, we could stand it better," said +Trot, "but we have nothing to sit on."</p> + +<p>"Then you will have to stand it," said the Lonesome Duck.</p> + +<p>"P'raps you've enough magic to give us a couple of stools," +suggested Cap'n Bill.</p> + +<p>"A duck isn't supposed to know what stools are," was the reply.</p> + +<p>"But you're diff'rent from all other ducks."</p> + +<p>"That is true." The strange creature seemed to reflect for a +moment, looking at them sharply from its round black eyes. Then it +said: "Sometimes, when the sun is hot, I grow a toadstool to shelter +me from its rays. Perhaps you could sit on toadstools."</p> + +<p>"Well, if they were strong enough, they'd do," answered Cap'n Bill.</p> + +<p>"Then, before I do I'll give you a couple," said the Lonesome Duck, +and began waddling about in a small circle. It went around the circle +to the right three times, and then it went around to the left three +times. Then it hopped backward three times and forward three times.</p> + +<p>"What are you doing?" asked Trot.</p> + +<p>"Don't interrupt. This is an incantation," replied the Lonesome +Duck, but now it began making a succession of soft noises that sounded +like quacks and seemed to mean nothing at all. And it kept up these +sounds so long that Trot finally exclaimed:</p> + +<p>"Can't you hurry up and finish that 'cantation? If it takes all +summer to make a couple of toadstools, you're not much of a magician."</p> + +<p>"I told you not to interrupt," said the Lonesome Duck, sternly. +"If you get TOO disagreeable, you'll drive me away before I finish +this incantation."</p> + +<p>Trot kept quiet, after the rebuke, and the Duck resumed the quacky +muttering. Cap'n Bill chuckled a little to himself and remarked to +Trot in a whisper: "For a bird that ain't got anything to do, this +Lonesome Duck is makin' consider'ble fuss. An' I ain't sure, after +all, as toadstools would be worth sittin' on."</p> + +<p>Even as he spoke, the sailor-man felt something touch him from +behind and, turning his head, he found a big toadstool in just the +right place and of just the right size to sit upon. There was one +behind Trot, too, and with a cry of pleasure the little girl sank back +upon it and found it a very comfortable seat—solid, yet almost like a +cushion. Even Cap'n Bill's weight did not break his toadstool down, +and when both were seated, they found that the Lonesome Duck had +waddled away and was now at the water's edge.</p> + +<p>"Thank you, ever so much!" cried Trot, and the sailor called out: +"Much obliged!"</p> + +<p>But the Lonesome Duck paid no attention. Without even looking in +their direction again, the gaudy fowl entered the water and swam +gracefully away.</p> + +<hr /> + +<h2><a name="chapter16" id="chapter16">16. The Glass Cat Finds the Black Bag</a></h2> + + +<p>When the six monkeys were transformed by Kiki Aru into six giant +soldiers fifty feet tall, their heads came above the top of the +trees, which in this part of the forest were not so high as in some +other parts; and, although the trees were somewhat scattered, the +bodies of the giant soldiers were so big that they quite filled the +spaces in which they stood and the branches pressed them on every side.</p> + +<p>Of course, Kiki was foolish to have made his soldiers so big, for +now they could not get out of the forest. Indeed, they could not stir +a step, but were imprisoned by the trees. Even had they been in the +little clearing they could not have made their way out of it, but they +were a little beyond the clearing. At first, the other monkeys who +had not been enchanted were afraid of the soldiers, and hastily +quitted the place; but soon finding that the great men stood stock +still, although grunting indignantly at their transformation, the band +of monkeys returned to the spot and looked at them curiously, not +guessing that they were really monkeys and their own friends.</p> + +<p>The soldiers couldn't see them, their heads being above the trees; +they could not even raise their arms or draw their sharp swords, so +closely were they held by the leafy branches. So the monkeys, finding +the giants helpless, began climbing up their bodies, and presently all +the band were perched on the shoulders of the giants and peering into +their faces.</p> + +<p>"I'm Ebu, your father," cried one soldier to a monkey who had +perched upon his left ear, "but some cruel person has enchanted me."</p> + +<p>"I'm your Uncle Peeker," said another soldier to another monkey.</p> + +<p>So, very soon all the monkeys knew the truth and were sorry for +their friends and relations and angry at the person—whoever it +was—who had transformed them. There was a great chattering among the +tree-tops, and the noise attracted other monkeys, so that the clearing +and all the trees around were full of them.</p> + +<p>Rango the Gray Ape, who was the Chief of all the monkey tribes of +the forest, heard the uproar and came to see what was wrong with his +people. And Rango, being wiser and more experienced, at once knew +that the strange magician who looked like a mixed-up beast was +responsible for the transformations. He realized that the six giant +soldiers were helpless prisoners, because of their size, and knew he +was powerless to release them. So, although he feared to meet the +terrible magician, he hurried away to the Great Clearing to tell Gugu +the King what had happened and to try to find the Wizard of Oz and +get him to save his six enchanted subjects.</p> + +<p>Rango darted into the Great Clearing just as the Wizard had restored +all the enchanted ones around him to their proper shapes, and the Gray +Ape was glad to hear that the wicked magician-beast had been conquered.</p> + +<p>"But now, O mighty Wizard, you must come with me to where six of my +people are transformed into six great giant men," he said, "for if +they are allowed to remain there, their happiness and their future +lives will be ruined."</p> + +<p>The Wizard did not reply at once, for he was thinking this a good +opportunity to win Rango's consent to his taking some monkeys to the +Emerald City for Ozma's birthday cake.</p> + +<p>"It is a great thing you ask of me, O Rango the Gray Ape," said he, +"for the bigger the giants are the more powerful their enchantment, +and the more difficult it will be to restore them to their natural +forms. However, I will think it over."</p> + +<p>Then the Wizard went to another part of the clearing and sat on a +log and appeared to be in deep thought.</p> + +<p>The Glass Cat had been greatly interested in the Gray Ape's story and +was curious to see what the giant soldiers looked like. Hearing that +their heads extended above the tree-tops, the Glass Cat decided that +if it climbed the tall avocado tree that stood at the side of the +clearing, it might be able to see the giants' heads. So, without +mentioning her errand, the crystal creature went to the tree and, by +sticking her sharp glass claws in the bark, easily climbed the tree to +its very top and, looking over the forest, saw the six giant heads, +although they were now a long way off. It was, indeed, a remarkable +sight, for the huge heads had immense soldier caps on them, with red +and yellow plumes and looked very fierce and terrible, although the +monkey hearts of the giants were at that moment filled with fear.</p> + +<p>Having satisfied her curiosity, the Glass Cat began to climb down +from the tree more slowly. Suddenly she discerned the Wizard's black +bag hanging from a limb of the tree. She grasped the black bag in her +glass teeth, and although it was rather heavy for so small an animal, +managed to get it free and to carry it safely down to the ground. +Then she looked around for the Wizard and seeing him seated upon the +stump she hid the black bag among some leaves and then went over to +where the Wizard sat.</p> + +<p>"I forgot to tell you," said the Glass Cat, "that Trot and Cap'n +Bill are in trouble, and I came here to hunt you up and get you to go +and rescue them."</p> + +<p>"Good gracious, Cat! Why didn't you tell me before?" exclaimed the Wizard.</p> + +<p>"For the reason that I found so much excitement here that I forgot +Trot and Cap'n Bill."</p> + +<p>"What's wrong with them?" asked the Wizard.</p> + +<p>Then the Glass Cat explained how they had gone to get the Magic +Flower for Ozma's birthday gift and had been trapped by the magic of +the queer island. The Wizard was really alarmed, but he shook his +head and said sadly:</p> + +<p>"I'm afraid I can't help my dear friends, because I've lost my black bag."</p> + +<p>"If I find it, will you go to them?" asked the creature.</p> + +<p>"Of course," replied the Wizard. "But I do not think that a Glass +Cat with nothing but pink brains can succeed when all the rest of us +have failed."</p> + +<p>"Don't you admire my pink brains?" demanded the Cat.</p> + +<p>"They're pretty," admitted the Wizard, "but they're not regular +brains, you know, and so we don't expect them to amount to much."</p> + +<p>"But if I find your black bag—and find it inside of five +minutes—will you admit my pink brains are better than your common +human brains?"</p> + +<p>"Well, I'll admit they're better HUNTERS," said the Wizard, +reluctantly, "but you can't do it. We've searched everywhere, and the +black bag isn't to be found."</p> + +<p>"That shows how much you know!" retorted the Glass Cat, scornfully. +"Watch my brains a minute, and see them whirl around."</p> + +<p>The Wizard watched, for he was anxious to regain his black bag, and +the pink brains really did whirl around in a remarkable manner.</p> + +<p>"Now, come with me," commanded the Glass Cat, and led the Wizard +straight to the spot where it had covered the bag with leaves. +"According to my brains," said the creature, "your black bag ought to +be here."</p> + +<p>Then it scratched at the leaves and uncovered the bag, which the +Wizard promptly seized with a cry of delight. Now that he had +regained his Magic Tools, he felt confident he could rescue Trot and +Cap'n Bill.</p> + +<p>Rango the Gray Ape was getting impatient. He now approached the +Wizard and said:</p> + +<p>"Well, what do you intend to do about those poor enchanted monkeys?"</p> + +<p>"I'll make a bargain with you, Rango," replied the little man. "If +you will let me take a dozen of your monkeys to the Emerald City, and +keep them until after Ozma's birthday, I'll break the enchantment of +the six Giant Soldiers and return them to their natural forms."</p> + +<p>But the Gray Ape shook his head.</p> + +<p>"I can't do it," he declared. "The monkeys would be very lonesome +and unhappy in the Emerald City and your people would tease them and +throw stones at them, which would cause them to fight and bite."</p> + +<p>"The people won't see them till Ozma's birthday dinner," promised +the Wizard. "I'll make them very small—about four inches high, and +I'll keep them in a pretty cage in my own room, where they will be +safe from harm. I'll feed them the nicest kind of food, train them to +do some clever tricks, and on Ozma's birthday I'll hide the twelve +little monkeys inside a cake. When Ozma cuts the cake the monkeys +will jump out on to the table and do their tricks. The next day I +will bring them back to the forest and make them big as ever, and +they'll have some exciting stories to tell their friends. What do you +say, Rango?"</p> + +<p>"I say no!" answered the Gray Ape. "I won't have my monkeys +enchanted and made to do tricks for the Oz people."</p> + +<p>"Very well," said the Wizard calmly; "then I'll go. Come, Dorothy," +he called to the little girl, "let's start on our journey."</p> + +<p>"Aren't you going to save those six monkeys who are giant soldiers?" +asked Rango, anxiously.</p> + +<p>"Why should I?" returned the Wizard. "If you will not do me the +favor I ask, you cannot expect me to favor you."</p> + +<p>"Wait a minute," said the Gray Ape. "I've changed my mind. If you +will treat the twelve monkeys nicely and bring them safely back to the +forest, I'll let you take them."</p> + +<p>"Thank you," replied the Wizard, cheerfully. "We'll go at once and +save those giant soldiers."</p> + +<p>So all the party left the clearing and proceeded to the place where +the giants still stood among the trees. Hundreds of monkeys, apes, +baboons and orangoutangs had gathered round, and their wild chatter +could be heard a mile away. But the Gray Ape soon hushed the babel of +sounds, and the Wizard lost no time in breaking the enchantments. +First one and then another giant soldier disappeared and became an +ordinary monkey again, and the six were shortly returned to their +friends in their proper forms.</p> + +<p>This action made the Wizard very popular with the great army of +monkeys, and when the Gray Ape announced that the Wizard wanted to +borrow twelve monkeys to take to the Emerald City for a couple of +weeks, and asked for volunteers, nearly a hundred offered to go, +so great was their confidence in the little man who had saved +their comrades.</p> + +<p>The Wizard selected a dozen that seemed intelligent and +good-tempered, and then he opened his black bag and took out a queerly +shaped dish that was silver on the outside and gold on the inside. +Into this dish he poured a powder and set fire to it. It made a thick +smoke that quite enveloped the twelve monkeys, as well as the form of +the Wizard, but when the smoke cleared away the dish had been changed +to a golden cage with silver bars, and the twelve monkeys had become +about three inches high and were all seated comfortably inside the cage.</p> + +<p>The thousands of hairy animals who had witnessed this act of magic +were much astonished and applauded the Wizard by barking aloud and +shaking the limbs of the trees in which they sat. Dorothy said: "That +was a fine trick, Wizard!" and the Gray Ape remarked: "You are +certainly the most wonderful magician in all the Land of Oz!"</p> + +<p>"Oh, no," modestly replied the little man. "Glinda's magic is +better than mine, but mine seems good enough to use on ordinary +occasions. And now, Rango, we will say good-bye, and I promise to +return your monkeys as happy and safe as they are now."</p> + +<p>The Wizard rode on the back of the Hungry Tiger and carried the cage +of monkeys very carefully, so as not to joggle them. Dorothy rode on +the back of the Cowardly Lion, and the Glass Cat trotted, as before, +to show them the way.</p> + +<p>Gugu the King crouched upon a log and watched them go, but as he +bade them farewell, the enormous Leopard said:</p> + +<p>"I know now that you are the friends of beasts and that the forest +people may trust you. Whenever the Wizard of Oz and Princess Dorothy +enter the Forest of Gugu hearafter, they will be as welcome and as +safe with us as ever they are in the Emerald City."</p> + +<hr /> + +<h2><a name="chapter17" id="chapter17">17. A Remarkable Journey</a></h2> + + +<p>"You see," explained the Glass Cat, "that Magic Isle where Trot and +Cap'n Bill are stuck is also in this Gillikin Country—over at the +east side of it, and it's no farther to go across-lots from here than +it is from here to the Emerald City. So we'll save time by cutting +across the mountains."</p> + +<p>"Are you sure you know the way?" asked Dorothy.</p> + +<p>"I know all the Land of Oz better than any other living creature +knows it," asserted the Glass Cat.</p> + +<p>"Go ahead, then, and guide us," said the Wizard. "We've left our +poor friends helpless too long already, and the sooner we rescue them +the happier they'll be."</p> + +<p>"Are you sure you can get 'em out of their fix?" the little girl inquired.</p> + +<p>"I've no doubt of it," the Wizard assured her. "But I can't tell +what sort of magic I must use until I get to the place and discover +just how they are enchanted."</p> + +<p>"I've heard of that Magic Isle where the Wonderful Flower grows," +remarked the Cowardly Lion. "Long ago, when I used to live in the +forests, the beasts told stories about the Isle and how the Magic +Flower was placed there to entrap strangers—men or beasts."</p> + +<p>"Is the Flower really wonderful?" questioned Dorothy.</p> + +<p>"I have heard it is the most beautiful plant in the world," answered +the Lion. "I have never seen it myself, but friendly beasts have told +me that they have stood on the shore of the river and looked across at +the plant in the gold flower-pot and seen hundreds of flowers, of all +sorts and sizes, blossom upon it in quick succession. It is said that +if one picks the flowers while they are in bloom they will remain +perfect for a long time, but if they are not picked they soon +disappear and are replaced by other flowers. That, in my opinion, +make the Magic Plant the most wonderful in existence."</p> + +<p>"But these are only stories," said the girl. "Has any of your +friends ever picked a flower from the wonderful plant?"</p> + +<p>"No," admitted the Cowardly Lion, "for if any living thing ventures +upon the Magic Isle, where the golden flower-pot stands, that man or +beast takes root in the soil and cannot get away again."</p> + +<p>"What happens to them, then?" asked Dorothy.</p> + +<p>"They grow smaller, hour by hour and day by day, and finally +disappear entirely."</p> + +<p>"Then," said the girl anxiously, "we must hurry up, or Cap'n Bill +an' Trot will get too small to be comf'table."</p> + +<p>They were proceeding at a rapid pace during this conversation, for +the Hungry Tiger and the Cowardly Lion were obliged to move swiftly in +order to keep pace with the Glass Cat. After leaving the Forest of Gugu +they crossed a mountain range, and then a broad plain, after which +they reached another forest, much smaller than that where Gugu ruled.</p> + +<p>"The Magic Isle is in this forest," said the Glass Cat, "but the +river is at the other side of the forest. There is no path through +the trees, but if we keep going east, we will find the river, and then +it will be easy to find the Magic Isle."</p> + +<p>"Have you ever traveled this way before?" inquired the Wizard.</p> + +<p>"Not exactly," admitted the Cat, "but I know we shall reach the +river if we go east through the forest."</p> + +<p>"Lead on, then," said the Wizard.</p> + +<p>The Glass Cat started away, and at first it was easy to pass between +the trees; but before long the underbrush and vines became thick and +tangled, and after pushing their way through these obstacles for a +time, our travelers came to a place where even the Glass Cat could not +push through.</p> + +<p>"We'd better go back and find a path," suggested the Hungry Tiger.</p> + +<p>"I'm s'prised at you," said Dorothy, eyeing the Glass Cat severely.</p> + +<p>"I'm surprised, myself," replied the Cat. "But it's a long way +around the forest to where the river enters it, and I thought we could +save time by going straight through."</p> + +<p>"No one can blame you," said the Wizard, "and I think, instead of +turning back, I can make a path that will allow us to proceed."</p> + +<p>He opened his black bag and after searching among his magic tools +drew out a small axe, made of some metal so highly polished that it +glittered brightly even in the dark forest. The Wizard laid the +little axe on the ground and said in a commanding voice:</p> + +<div class="poem"> +<div class="stanza"> + <div>"Chop, Little Axe, chop clean and true;</div> + <div>A path for our feet you must quickly hew.</div> + <div>Chop till this tangle of jungle is passed;</div> + <div>Chop to the east, Little Axe—chop fast!"</div> +</div> +</div> + +<p>Then the little axe began to move and flashed its bright blade right +and left, clearing a way through vine and brush and scattering the +tangled barrier so quickly that the Lion and the Tiger, carrying +Dorothy and the Wizard and the cage of monkeys on their backs, were +able to stride through the forest at a fast walk. The brush seemed to +melt away before them and the little axe chopped so fast that their +eyes only saw a twinkling of the blade. Then, suddenly, the forest +was open again, and the little axe, having obeyed its orders, lay +still upon the ground.</p> + +<p>The Wizard picked up the magic axe and after carefully wiping it +with his silk handkerchief put it away in his black bag. Then they +went on and in a short time reached the river.</p> + +<p>"Let me see," said the Glass Cat, looking up and down the stream, "I +think we are below the Magic Isle; so we must go up the stream until +we come to it."</p> + +<p>So up the stream they traveled, walking comfortably on the river +bank, and after a while the water broadened and a sharp bend appeared +in the river, hiding all below from their view. They walked briskly +along, however, and had nearly reached the bend when a voice cried +warningly: "Look out!"</p> + +<p>The travelers halted abruptly and the Wizard said: "Look out for what?"</p> + +<p>"You almost stepped on my Diamond Palace," replied the voice, and a +duck with gorgeously colored feathers appeared before them. "Beasts +and men are terribly clumsy," continued the Duck in an irritated tone, +"and you've no business on this side of the River, anyway. What are +you doing here?"</p> + +<p>"We've come to rescue some friends of ours who are stuck fast on the +Magic Isle in this river," explained Dorothy.</p> + +<p>"I know 'em," said the Duck. "I've been to see 'em, and they're +stuck fast, all right. You may as well go back home, for no power can +save them."</p> + +<p>"This is the Wonderful Wizard of Oz," said Dorothy, pointing to the +little man.</p> + +<p>"Well, I'm the Lonesome Duck," was the reply, as the fowl strutted +up and down to show its feathers to best advantage. "I'm the great +Forest Magician, as any beast can tell you, but even I have no power +to destroy the dreadful charm of the Magic Isle."</p> + +<p>"Are you lonesome because you're a magician?" inquired Dorothy.</p> + +<p>"No; I'm lonesome because I have no family and no friends. But I +like to be lonesome, so please don't offer to be friendly with me. Go +away, and try not to step on my Diamond Palace."</p> + +<p>"Where is it?" asked the girl.</p> + +<p>"Behind this bush."</p> + +<p>Dorothy hopped off the lion's back and ran around the bush to see +the Diamond Palace of the Lonesome Duck, although the gaudy fowl +protested in a series of low quacks. The girl found, indeed, a +glistening dome formed of clearest diamonds, neatly cemented together, +with a doorway at the side just big enough to admit the duck.</p> + +<p>"Where did you find so many diamonds?" asked Dorothy, wonderingly.</p> + +<p>"I know a place in the mountains where they are thick as pebbles," +said the Lonesome Duck, "and I brought them here in my bill, one by one +and put them in the river and let the water run over them until they +were brightly polished. Then I built this palace, and I'm positive +it's the only Diamond Palace in all the world."</p> + +<p>"It's the only one I know of," said the little girl; "but if you +live in it all alone, I don't see why it's any better than a wooden +palace, or one of bricks or cobble-stones."</p> + +<p>"You're not supposed to understand that," retorted the Lonesome +Duck. "But I might tell you, as a matter of education, that a home of +any sort should be beautiful to those who live in it, and should not +be intended to please strangers. The Diamond Palace is my home, and I +like it. So I don't care a quack whether YOU like it or not."</p> + +<p>"Oh, but I do!" exclaimed Dorothy. "It's lovely on the outside, +but—" Then she stopped speaking, for the Lonesome Duck had entered +his palace through the little door without even saying good-bye. So +Dorothy returned to her friends and they resumed their journey.</p> + +<p>"Do you think, Wizard, the Duck was right in saying no magic can +rescue Trot and Cap'n Bill?" asked the girl in a worried tone of voice.</p> + +<p>"No, I don't think the Lonesome Duck was right in saying that," +answered the Wizard, gravely, "but it is possible that their +enchantment will be harder to overcome than I expected. I'll do my +best, of course, and no one can do more than his best."</p> + +<p>That didn't entirely relieve Dorothy's anxiety, but she said nothing +more, and soon, on turning the bend in the river, they came in sight +of the Magic Isle.</p> + +<p>"There they are!" exclaimed Dorothy eagerly.</p> + +<p>"Yes, I see them," replied the Wizard, nodding. "They are sitting +on two big toadstools."</p> + +<p>"That's queer," remarked the Glass Cat. "There were no toadstools +there when I left them."</p> + +<p>"What a lovely flower!" cried Dorothy in rapture, as her gaze fell +on the Magic Plant.</p> + +<p>"Never mind the Flower, just now," advised the Wizard. "The most +important thing is to rescue our friends."</p> + +<p>By this time they had arrived at a place just opposite the Magic +Isle, and now both Trot and Cap'n Bill saw the arrival of their +friends and called to them for help.</p> + +<p>"How are you?" shouted the Wizard, putting his hands to his mouth +so they could hear him better across the water.</p> + +<p>"We're in hard luck," shouted Cap'n Bill, in reply. "We're anchored +here and can't move till you find a way to cut the hawser."</p> + +<p>"What does he mean by that?" asked Dorothy.</p> + +<p>"We can't move our feet a bit!" called Trot, speaking as loud as she could.</p> + +<p>"Why not?" inquired Dorothy.</p> + +<p>"They've got roots on 'em," explained Trot.</p> + +<p>It was hard to talk from so great a distance, so the Wizard said to +the Glass Cat:</p> + +<p>"Go to the island and tell our friends to be patient, for we have +come to save them. It may take a little time to release them, for the +Magic of the Isle is new to me and I shall have to experiment. But +tell them I'll hurry as fast as I can."</p> + +<p>So the Glass Cat walked across the river under the water to tell Trot +and Cap'n Bill not to worry, and the Wizard at once opened his black +bag and began to make his preparations.</p> + +<hr /> + +<h2><a name="chapter18" id="chapter18">18. The Magic of the Wizard</a></h2> + + +<p>He first set up a small silver tripod and placed a gold basin at the +top of it. Into this basin he put two powders—a pink one and a +sky-blue one—and poured over them a yellow liquid from a crystal +vial. Then he mumbled some magic words, and the powders began to +sizzle and burn and send out a cloud of violet smoke that floated +across the river and completely enveloped both Trot and Cap'n Bill, as +well as the toadstools on which they sat, and even the Magic Plant in +the gold flower-pot. Then, after the smoke had disappeared into air, +the Wizard called out to the prisoners:</p> + +<p>"Are you free?"</p> + +<p>Both Trot and Cap'n Bill tried to move their feet and failed.</p> + +<p>"No!" they shouted in answer.</p> + +<p>The Wizard rubbed his bald head thoughtfully and then took some +other magic tools from the bag.</p> + +<p>First he placed a little black ball in a silver pistol and shot it +toward the Magic Isle. The ball exploded just over the head of Trot +and scattered a thousand sparks over the little girl.</p> + +<p>"Oh!" said the Wizard, "I guess that will set her free."</p> + +<p>But Trot's feet were still rooted in the ground of the Magic Isle, +and the disappointed Wizard had to try something else.</p> + +<p>For almost an hour he worked hard, using almost every magic tool in +his black bag, and still Cap'n Bill and Trot were not rescued.</p> + +<p>"Dear me!" exclaimed Dorothy, "I'm 'fraid we'll have to go to +Glinda, after all."</p> + +<p>That made the little Wizard blush, for it shamed him to think that +his magic was not equal to that of the Magic Isle.</p> + +<p>"I won't give up yet, Dorothy," he said, "for I know a lot of +wizardry that I haven't yet tried. I don't know what magician +enchanted this little island, or what his powers were, but I DO know +that I can break any enchantment known to the ordinary witches and +magicians that used to inhabit the Land of Oz. It's like unlocking a +door; all you need is to find the right key."</p> + +<p>"But 'spose you haven't the right key with you." suggested Dorothy; +"what then?"</p> + +<p>"Then we'll have to make the key," he answered.</p> + +<p>The Glass Cat now came back to their side of the river, walking +under the water, and said to the Wizard: "They're getting frightened +over there on the island because they're both growing smaller every +minute. Just now, when I left them, both Trot and Cap'n Bill were +only about half their natural sizes."</p> + +<p>"I think," said the Wizard reflectively, "that I'd better go to the +shore of the island, where I can talk to them and work to better +advantage. How did Trot and Cap'n Bill get to the island?"</p> + +<p>"On a raft," answered the Glass Cat. "It's over there now on the beach."</p> + +<p>"I suppose you're not strong enough to bring the raft to this side, +are you?"</p> + +<p>"No; I couldn't move it an inch," said the Cat.</p> + +<p>"I'll try to get it for you," volunteered the Cowardly Lion. "I'm +dreadfully scared for fear the Magic Isle will capture me, too; but +I'll try to get the raft and bring it to this side for you."</p> + +<p>"Thank you, my friend," said the Wizard.</p> + +<p>So the Lion plunged into the river and swam with powerful strokes +across to where the raft was beached upon the island. Placing one paw +on the raft, he turned and struck out with his other three legs and so +strong was the great beast that he managed to drag the raft from off the +beach and propel it slowly to where the Wizard stood on the river bank.</p> + +<p>"Good!" exclaimed the little man, well pleased.</p> + +<p>"May I go across with you?" asked Dorothy.</p> + +<p>The Wizard hesitated.</p> + +<p>"If you'll take care not to leave the raft or step foot on the +island, you'll be quite safe," he decided. So the Wizard told the +Hungry Tiger and the Cowardly Lion to guard the cage of monkeys until +he returned, and then he and Dorothy got upon the raft. The paddle +which Cap'n Bill had made was still there, so the little Wizard paddled +the clumsy raft across the water and ran it upon the beach of the +Magic Isle as close to the place where Cap'n Bill and Trot were +rooted as he could.</p> + +<p>Dorothy was shocked to see how small the prisoners had become, and +Trot said to her friends: "If you can't save us soon, there'll be +nothing left of us."</p> + +<p>"Be patient, my dear," counseled the Wizard, and took the little axe +from his black bag.</p> + +<p>"What are you going to do with that?" asked Cap'n Bill.</p> + +<p>"It's a magic axe," replied the Wizard, "and when I tell it to chop, +it will chop those roots from your feet and you can run to the raft +before they grow again."</p> + +<p>"Don't!" shouted the sailor in alarm. "Don't do it! Those roots +are all flesh roots, and our bodies are feeding 'em while they're +growing into the ground."</p> + +<p>"To cut off the roots," said Trot, "would be like cutting off our +fingers and toes."</p> + +<p>The Wizard put the little axe back in the black bag and took out a +pair of silver pincers.</p> + +<p>"Grow—grow—grow!" he said to the pincers, and at once they grew +and extended until they reached from the raft to the prisoners.</p> + +<p>"What are you going to do now?" demanded Cap'n Bill, fearfully +eyeing the pincers.</p> + +<p>"This magic tool will pull you up, roots and all, and land you on +this raft," declared the Wizard.</p> + +<p>"Don't do it!" pleaded the sailor, with a shudder. "It would hurt +us awfully."</p> + +<p>"It would be just like pulling teeth to pull us up by the roots," +explained Trot.</p> + +<p>"Grow small!" said the Wizard to the pincers, and at once they +became small and he threw them into the black bag.</p> + +<p>"I guess, friends, it's all up with us, this time," remarked Cap'n Bill, +with a dismal sigh.</p> + +<p>"Please tell Ozma, Dorothy," said Trot, "that we got into trouble +trying to get her a nice birthday present. Then she'll forgive us. +The Magic Flower is lovely and wonderful, but it's just a lure to +catch folks on this dreadful island and then destroy them. You'll +have a nice birthday party, without us, I'm sure; and I hope, Dorothy, +that none of you in the Emerald City will forget me—or dear ol' +Cap'n Bill."</p> + +<hr /> + +<h2><a name="chapter19" id="chapter19">19. Dorothy and the Bumble Bees</a></h2> + + +<p>Dorothy was greatly distressed and had hard work to keep the tears +from her eyes.</p> + +<p>"Is that all you can do, Wizard?" she asked the little man.</p> + +<p>"It's all I can think of just now," he replied sadly. "But I intend +to keep on thinking as long—as long—well, as long as thinking will +do any good."</p> + +<p>They were all silent for a time, Dorothy and the Wizard sitting +thoughtfully on the raft, and Trot and Cap'n Bill sitting thoughtfully +on the toadstools and growing gradually smaller and smaller in size.</p> + +<p>Suddenly Dorothy said: "Wizard, I've thought of something!"</p> + +<p>"What have you thought of?" he asked, looking at the little girl +with interest.</p> + +<p>"Can you remember the Magic Word that transforms people?" she asked.</p> + +<p>"Of course," said he.</p> + +<p>"Then you can transform Trot and Cap'n Bill into birds or bumblebees, +and they can fly away to the other shore. When they're there, you can +transform 'em into their reg'lar shapes again!"</p> + +<p>"Can you do that, Wizard?" asked Cap'n Bill, eagerly.</p> + +<p>"I think so."</p> + +<p>"Roots an' all?" inquired Trot.</p> + +<p>"Why, the roots are now a part of you, and if you were transformed +to a bumblebee the whole of you would be transformed, of course, and +you'd be free of this awful island."</p> + +<p>"All right; do it!" cried the sailor-man.</p> + +<p>So the Wizard said slowly and distinctly:</p> + +<p>"I want Trot and Cap'n Bill to become bumblebees—Pyrzqxgl!"</p> + +<p>Fortunately, he pronounced the Magic Word in the right way, and +instantly Trot and Cap'n Bill vanished from view, and up from the +places where they had been flew two bumblebees.</p> + +<p>"Hooray!" shouted Dorothy in delight; "they're saved!"</p> + +<p>"I guess they are," agreed the Wizard, equally delighted.</p> + +<p>The bees hovered over the raft an instant and then flew across the +river to where the Lion and the Tiger waited. The Wizard picked up +the paddle and paddled the raft across as fast as he could. When it +reached the river bank, both Dorothy and the Wizard leaped ashore and +the little man asked excitedly:</p> + +<p>"Where are the bees?"</p> + +<p>"The bees?" inquired the Lion, who was half asleep and did not know +what had happened on the Magic Isle.</p> + +<p>"Yes; there were two of them."</p> + +<p>"Two bees?" said the Hungry Tiger, yawning. "Why, I ate one of them +and the Cowardly Lion ate the other."</p> + +<p>"Goodness gracious!" cried Dorothy horrified.</p> + +<p>"It was little enough for our lunch," remarked the Tiger, "but the +bees were the only things we could find."</p> + +<p>"How dreadful!" wailed Dorothy, wringing her hands in despair. +"You've eaten Trot and Cap'n Bill."</p> + +<p>But just then she heard a buzzing overhead and two bees alighted on +her shoulder.</p> + +<p>"Here we are," said a small voice in her ear. "I'm Trot, Dorothy."</p> + +<p>"And I'm Cap'n Bill," said the other bee.</p> + +<p>Dorothy almost fainted, with relief, and the Wizard, who was close by +and had heard the tiny voices, gave a laugh and said:</p> + +<p>"You are not the only two bees in the forest, it seems, but I advise +you to keep away from the Lion and the Tiger until you regain your +proper forms."</p> + +<p>"Do it now, Wizard!" advised Dorothy. "They're so small that you +never can tell what might happen to 'em."</p> + +<p>So the Wizard gave the command and pronounced the Magic Word, and in +the instant Trot and Cap'n Bill stood beside them as natural as before +they had met their fearful adventure. For they were no longer small +in size, because the Wizard had transformed them from bumblebees into +the shapes and sizes that nature had formerly given them. The ugly +roots on their feet had disappeared with the transformation.</p> + +<p>While Dorothy was hugging Trot, and Trot was softly crying because +she was so happy, the Wizard shook hands with Cap'n Bill and +congratulated him on his escape. The old sailor-man was so pleased +that he also shook the Lion's paw and took off his hat and bowed +politely to the cage of monkeys.</p> + +<p>Then Cap'n Bill did a curious thing. He went to a big tree and, +taking out his knife, cut away a big, broad piece of thick bark. Then +he sat down on the ground and after taking a roll of stout cord from +his pocket—which seemed to be full of all sorts of things—he +proceeded to bind the flat piece of bark to the bottom of his good +foot, over the leather sole.</p> + +<p>"What's that for?" inquired the Wizard.</p> + +<p>"I hate to be stumped," replied the sailor-man; "so I'm goin' back +to that island."</p> + +<p>"And get enchanted again?" exclaimed Trot, with evident disapproval.</p> + +<p>"No; this time I'll dodge the magic of the island. I noticed that +my wooden leg didn't get stuck, or take root, an' neither did the +glass feet of the Glass Cat. It's only a thing that's made of +meat—like man an' beasts—that the magic can hold an' root to the +ground. Our shoes are leather, an' leather comes from a beast's hide. +Our stockin's are wool, an' wool comes from a sheep's back. So, when +we walked on the Magic Isle, our feet took root there an' held us +fast. But not my wooden leg. So now I'll put a wooden bottom on my +other foot an' the magic can't stop me."</p> + +<p>"But why do you wish to go back to the island?" asked Dorothy.</p> + +<p>"Didn't you see the Magic Flower in the gold flower-pot?" returned +Cap'n Bill.</p> + +<p>"Of course I saw it, and it's lovely and wonderful."</p> + +<p>"Well, Trot an' I set out to get the magic plant for a present to +Ozma on her birthday, and I mean to get it an' take it back with us to +the Emerald City."</p> + +<p>"That would be fine," cried Trot eagerly, "if you think you can do +it, and it would be safe to try!"</p> + +<p>"I'm pretty sure it is safe, the way I've fixed my foot," said the +sailor, "an' if I SHOULD happen to get caught, I s'pose the Wizard +could save me again."</p> + +<p>"I suppose I could," agreed the Wizard. "Anyhow, if you wish to try +it, Cap'n Bill, go ahead and we'll stand by and watch what happens."</p> + +<p>So the sailor-man got upon the raft again and paddled over to the +Magic Isle, landing as close to the golden flower-pot as he could. +They watched him walk across the land, put both arms around the +flower-pot and lift it easily from its place. Then he carried it to +the raft and set it down very gently. The removal did not seem to +affect the Magic Flower in any way, for it was growing daffodils when +Cap'n Bill picked it up and on the way to the raft it grew tulips and +gladioli. During the time the sailor was paddling across the river to +where his friends awaited him, seven different varieties of flowers +bloomed in succession on the plant.</p> + +<p>"I guess the Magician who put it on the island never thought that any +one would carry it off," said Dorothy.</p> + +<p>"He figured that only men would want the plant, and any man who went +upon the island to get it would be caught by the enchantment," added +the Wizard.</p> + +<p>"After this," remarked Trot, "no one will care to go on the island, +so it won't be a trap any more."</p> + +<p>"There," exclaimed Cap'n Bill, setting down the Magic Plant in +triumph upon the river bank, "if Ozma gets a better birthday present +than that, I'd like to know what it can be!"</p> + +<p>"It'll s'prise her, all right," declared Dorothy, standing in awed +wonder before the gorgeous blossoms and watching them change from +yellow roses to violets.</p> + +<p>"It'll s'prise ev'rybody in the Em'rald City," Trot asserted in glee, +"and it'll be Ozma's present from Cap'n Bill and me."</p> + +<p>"I think I ought to have a little credit," objected the Glass Cat. +"I discovered the thing, and led you to it, and brought the Wizard +here to save you when you got caught."</p> + +<p>"That's true," admitted Trot, "and I'll tell Ozma the whole story, +so she'll know how good you've been."</p> + +<hr /> + +<h2><a name="chapter20" id="chapter20">20. The Monkeys Have Trouble</a></h2> + + +<p>"Now," said the Wizard, "we must start for home. But how are we +going to carry that big gold flower-pot? Cap'n Bill can't lug it all +the way, that's certain."</p> + +<p>"No," acknowledged the sailor-man; "it's pretty heavy. I could carry +it for a little while, but I'd have to stop to rest every few minutes."</p> + +<p>"Couldn't we put it on your back?" Dorothy asked the Cowardly Lion, +with a good-natured yawn.</p> + +<p>"I don't object to carrying it, if you can fasten it on," answered +the Lion.</p> + +<p>"If it falls off," said Trot, "it might get smashed an' be ruined."</p> + +<p>"I'll fix it," promised Cap'n Bill. "I'll make a flat board out of +one of these tree trunks, an' tie the board on the lion's back, an' +set the flower-pot on the board." He set to work at once to do this, +but as he only had his big knife for a tool his progress was slow.</p> + +<p>So the Wizard took from his black bag a tiny saw that shone like +silver and said to it:</p> + +<div class="poem"> +<div class="stanza"> + <div>"Saw, Little Saw, come show your power;</div> + <div>Make us a board for the Magic Flower."</div> +</div> +</div> + +<p>And at once the Little Saw began to move and it sawed the log so +fast that those who watched it work were astonished. It seemed to +understand, too, just what the board was to be used for, for when it +was completed it was flat on top and hollowed beneath in such a manner +that it exactly fitted the Lion's back.</p> + +<p>"That beats whittlin'!" exclaimed Cap'n Bill, admiringly. "You +don't happen to have TWO o' them saws; do you, Wizard?"</p> + +<p>"No," replied the Wizard, wiping the Magic Saw carefully with his +silk handkerchief and putting it back in the black bag. "It's the +only saw of its kind in the world; and if there were more like it, it +wouldn't be so wonderful."</p> + +<p>They now tied the board on the Lion's back, flat side up, and Cap'n +Bill carefully placed the Magic Flower on the board.</p> + +<p>"For fear o' accidents," he said, "I'll walk beside the Lion and +hold onto the flower-pot."</p> + +<p>Trot and Dorothy could both ride on the back of the Hungry Tiger, +and between them they carried the cage of monkeys. But this +arrangement left the Wizard, as well as the sailor, to make the +journey on foot, and so the procession moved slowly and the Glass Cat +grumbled because it would take so long to get to the Emerald City.</p> + +<p>The Cat was sour-tempered and grumpy, at first, but before they had +journeyed far, the crystal creature had discovered a fine amusement. +The long tails of the monkeys were constantly sticking through the +bars of their cage, and when they did, the Glass Cat would slyly seize +the tails in her paws and pull them. That made the monkeys scream, +and their screams pleased the Glass Cat immensely. Trot and Dorothy +tried to stop this naughty amusement, but when they were not looking +the Cat would pull the tails again, and the creature was so sly and +quick that the monkeys could seldom escape. They scolded the Cat +angrily and shook the bars of their cage, but they could not get out +and the Cat only laughed at them.</p> + +<p>After the party had left the forest and were on the plains of the +Munchkin Country, it grew dark, and they were obliged to make camp for +the night, choosing a pretty place beside a brook. By means of his +magic the Wizard created three tents, pitched in a row on the grass +and nicely fitted with all that was needful for the comfort of his +comrades. The middle tent was for Dorothy and Trot, and had in it two +cosy white beds and two chairs. Another tent, also with beds and +chairs, was for the Wizard and Cap'n Bill, while the third tent was +for the Hungry Tiger, the Cowardly Lion, the cage of Monkeys and the +Glass Cat. Outside the tents the Wizard made a fire and placed over +it a magic kettle from which he presently drew all sorts of nice +things for their supper, smoking hot.</p> + +<p>After they had eaten and talked together for a while under the +twinkling stars, they all went to bed and the people were soon +asleep. The Lion and the Tiger had almost fallen asleep, too, when +they were roused by the screams of the monkeys, for the Glass Cat was +pulling their tails again. Annoyed by the uproar, the Hungry Tiger +cried: "Stop that racket!" and getting sight of the Glass Cat, he +raised his big paw and struck at the creature. The cat was quick +enough to dodge the blow, but the claws of the Hungry Tiger scraped +the monkey's cage and bent two of the bars.</p> + +<p>Then the Tiger lay down again to sleep, but the monkeys soon +discovered that the bending of the bars would allow them to squeeze +through. They did not leave the cage, however, but after whispering +together they let their tails stick out and all remained quiet. +Presently the Glass Cat stole near the cage again and gave a yank to +one of the tails. Instantly the monkeys leaped through the bars, one +after another, and although they were so small the entire dozen of +them surrounded the Glass Cat and clung to her claws and tail and ears +and made her a prisoner. Then they forced her out of the tent and +down to the banks of the stream. The monkeys had noticed that these +banks were covered with thick, slimy mud of a dark blue color, and +when they had taken the Cat to the stream, they smeared this mud all +over the glass body of the cat, filling the creature's ears and eyes +with it, so that she could neither see nor hear. She was no longer +transparent and so thick was the mud upon her that no one could see +her pink brains or her ruby heart.</p> + +<p>In this condition they led the pussy back to the tent and then got +inside their cage again.</p> + +<p>By morning the mud had dried hard on the Glass Cat and it was a dull +blue color throughout. Dorothy and Trot were horrified, but the +Wizard shook his head and said it served the Glass Cat right for +teasing the monkeys.</p> + +<p>Cap'n Bill, with his strong hands, soon bent the golden wires of the +monkeys' cage into the proper position and then he asked the Wizard if +he should wash the Glass Cat in the water of the brook.</p> + +<p>"Not just yet," answered the Wizard. "The Cat deserves to be +punished, so I think I'll leave that blue mud—which is as bad as +paint—upon her body until she gets to the Emerald City. The silly +creature is so vain that she will be greatly shamed when the Oz people +see her in this condition, and perhaps she'll take the lesson to heart +and leave the monkeys alone hereafter."</p> + +<p>However, the Glass Cat could not see or hear, and to avoid carrying +her on the journey the Wizard picked the mud out of her eyes and ears +and Dorothy dampened her handkerchief and washed both the eyes and +ears clean.</p> + +<p>As soon as she could speak the Glass Cat asked indignantly: "Aren't +you going to punish those monkeys for playing such a trick on me?"</p> + +<p>"No," answered the Wizard. "You played a trick on them by pulling +their tails, so this is only tit-for-tat, and I'm glad the monkeys had +their revenge."</p> + +<p>He wouldn't allow the Glass Cat to go near the water, to wash +herself, but made her follow them when they resumed their journey +toward the Emerald City.</p> + +<p>"This is only part of your punishment," said the Wizard, severely. +"Ozma will laugh at you, when we get to her palace, and so will the +Scarecrow, and the Tin Woodman, and Tik-Tok, and the Shaggy Man, and +Button-Bright, and the Patchwork Girl, and—"</p> + +<p>"And the Pink Kitten," added Dorothy.</p> + +<p>That suggestion hurt the Glass Cat more than anything else. The +Pink Kitten always quarreled with the Glass Cat and insisted that +flesh was superior to glass, while the Glass Cat would jeer at the +Pink Kitten, because it had no pink brains. But the pink brains were +all daubed with blue mud, just now, and if the Pink Kitten should see +the Glass Cat in such a condition, it would be dreadfully humiliating.</p> + +<p>For several hours the Glass Cat walked along very meekly, but toward +noon it seized an opportunity when no one was looking and darted away +through the long grass. It remembered that there was a tiny lake of +pure water near by, and to this lake the Cat sped as fast as it could go.</p> + +<p>The others never missed her until they stopped for lunch, and then +it was too late to hunt for her.</p> + +<p>"I s'pect she's gone somewhere to clean herself," said Dorothy.</p> + +<p>"Never mind," replied the Wizard. "Perhaps this glass creature has +been punished enough, and we must not forget she saved both Trot and +Cap'n Bill."</p> + +<p>"After first leading 'em onto an enchanted island," added Dorothy. +"But I think, as you do, that the Glass Cat is punished enough, and +p'raps she won't try to pull the monkeys' tails again."</p> + +<p>The Glass Cat did not rejoin the party of travelers. She was still +resentful, and they moved too slowly to suit her, besides. When they +arrived at the Royal Palace, one of the first things they saw was the +Glass Cat curled up on a bench as bright and clean and transparent as +ever. But she pretended not to notice them, and they passed her by +without remark.</p> + +<hr /> + +<h2><a name="chapter21" id="chapter21">21. The College of Athletic Arts</a></h2> + + +<p>Dorothy and her friends arrived at the Royal Palace at an opportune +time, for Ozma was holding high court in her Throne Room, where +Professor H. M. Wogglebug, T.E., was appealing to her to punish some of +the students of the Royal Athletic College, of which he was the Principal.</p> + +<p>This College is located in the Munchkin Country, but not far from +the Emerald City. To enable the students to devote their entire time +to athletic exercises, such as boating, foot-ball, and the like, +Professor Wogglebug had invented an assortment of Tablets of Learning. +One of these tablets, eaten by a scholar after breakfast, would +instantly enable him to understand arithmetic or algebra or any other +branch of mathematics. Another tablet eaten after lunch gave a +student a complete knowledge of geography. Another tablet made it +possible for the eater to spell the most difficult words, and still +another enabled him to write a beautiful hand. There were tablets for +history, mechanics, home cooking and agriculture, and it mattered not +whether a boy or a girl was stupid or bright, for the tablets taught +them everything in the twinkling of an eye.</p> + +<p>This method, which is patented in the Land of Oz by Professor +Wogglebug, saves paper and books, as well as the tedious hours devoted +to study in some of our less favored schools, and it also allows the +students to devote all their time to racing, base-ball, tennis and +other manly and womanly sports, which are greatly interfered with by +study in those Temples of Learning where Tablets of Learning are unknown.</p> + +<p>But it so happened that Professor Wogglebug (who had invented so +much that he had acquired the habit) carelessly invented a Square-Meal +Tablet, which was no bigger than your little finger-nail but +contained, in condensed form, the equal of a bowl of soup, a portion +of fried fish, a roast, a salad and a dessert, all of which gave the +same nourishment as a square meal.</p> + +<p>The Professor was so proud of these Square-Meal Tablets that he +began to feed them to the students at his college, instead of other +food, but the boys and girls objected because they wanted food that +they could enjoy the taste of. It was no fun at all to swallow a +tablet, with a glass of water, and call it a dinner; so they refused +to eat the Square-Meal Tablets. Professor Wogglebug insisted, and the +result was that the Senior Class seized the learned Professor one day +and threw him into the river—clothes and all. Everyone knows that a +wogglebug cannot swim, and so the inventor of the wonderful +Square-Meal Tablets lay helpless on the bottom of the river for three +days before a fisherman caught one of his legs on a fishhook and +dragged him out upon the bank.</p> + +<p>The learned Professor was naturally indignant at such treatment, and +so he brought the entire Senior Class to the Emerald City and appealed +to Ozma of Oz to punish them for their rebellion.</p> + +<p>I do not suppose the girl Ruler was very severe with the rebellious +boys and girls, because she had herself refused to eat the Square-Meal +Tablets in place of food, but while she was listening to the +interesting case in her Throne Room, Cap'n Bill managed to carry the +golden flower-pot containing the Magic Flower up to Trot's room +without it being seen by anyone except Jellia Jamb, Ozma's chief Maid +of Honor, and Jellia promised not to tell.</p> + +<p>Also the Wizard was able to carry the cage of monkeys up to one of +the top towers of the palace, where he had a room of his own, to which +no one came unless invited. So Trot and Dorothy and Cap'n Bill and +the Wizard were all delighted at the successful end of their +adventure. The Cowardly Lion and the Hungry Tiger went to the marble +stables behind the Royal Palace, where they lived while at home, and +they too kept the secret, even refusing to tell the Wooden Sawhorse, +and Hank the Mule, and the Yellow Hen, and the Pink Kitten where they +had been.</p> + +<p>Trot watered the Magic Flower every day and allowed no one in her +room to see the beautiful blossoms except her friends, Betsy Bobbin +and Dorothy. The wonderful plant did not seem to lose any of its +magic by being removed from its island, and Trot was sure that Ozma +would prize it as one of her most delightful treasures.</p> + +<p>Up in his tower the little Wizard of Oz began training his twelve +tiny monkeys, and the little creatures were so intelligent that they +learned every trick the Wizard tried to teach them. The Wizard +treated them with great kindness and gentleness and gave them the food +that monkeys love best, so they promised to do their best on the great +occasion of Ozma's birthday.</p> + +<hr /> + +<h2><a name="chapter22" id="chapter22">22. Ozma's Birthday Party</a></h2> + + +<p>It seems odd that a fairy should have a birthday, for fairies, they +say, were born at the beginning of time and live forever. Yet, on the +other hand, it would be a shame to deprive a fairy, who has so many +other good things, of the delights of a birthday. So we need not +wonder that the fairies keep their birthdays just as other folks do, +and consider them occasions for feasting and rejoicing.</p> + +<p>Ozma, the beautiful girl Ruler of the Fairyland of Oz, was a real +fairy, and so sweet and gentle in caring for her people that she was +greatly beloved by them all. She lived in the most magnificent palace +in the most magnificent city in the world, but that did not prevent +her from being the friend of the most humble person in her dominions. +She would mount her Wooden Sawhorse, and ride out to a farm house and +sit in the kitchen to talk with the good wife of the farmer while she +did her family baking; or she would play with the children and give +them rides on her famous wooden steed; or she would stop in a forest +to speak to a charcoal burner and ask if he was happy or desired +anything to make him more content; or she would teach young girls how +to sew and plan pretty dresses, or enter the shops where the jewelers +and craftsmen were busy and watch them at their work, giving to each +and all a cheering word or sunny smile.</p> + +<p>And then Ozma would sit in her jeweled throne, with her chosen +courtiers all about her, and listen patiently to any complaint brought +to her by her subjects, striving to accord equal justice to all. +Knowing she was fair in her decisions, the Oz people never murmured at +her judgments, but agreed, if Ozma decided against them, she was right +and they wrong.</p> + +<p>When Dorothy and Trot and Betsy Bobbin and Ozma were together, one +would think they were all about of an age, and the fairy Ruler no +older and no more "grown up" than the other three. She would laugh +and romp with them in regular girlish fashion, yet there was an air of +quiet dignity about Ozma, even in her merriest moods, that, in a +manner, distinguished her from the others. The three girls loved her +devotedly, but they were never able to quite forget that Ozma was the +Royal Ruler of the wonderful Fairyland of Oz, and by birth belonged to +a powerful race.</p> + +<p>Ozma's palace stood in the center of a delightful and extensive +garden, where splendid trees and flowering shrubs and statuary and +fountains abounded. One could walk for hours in this fascinating park +and see something interesting at every step. In one place was an +aquarium, where strange and beautiful fish swam; at another spot all +the birds of the air gathered daily to a great feast which Ozma's +servants provided for them, and were so fearless of harm that they +would alight upon one's shoulders and eat from one's hand. There was +also the Fountain of the Water of Oblivion, but it was dangerous to +drink of this water, because it made one forget everything he had ever +before known, even to his own name, and therefore Ozma had placed a +sign of warning upon the fountain. But there were also fountains that +were delightfully perfumed, and fountains of delicious nectar, cool +and richly flavored, where all were welcome to refresh themselves.</p> + +<p>Around the palace grounds was a great wall, thickly encrusted with +glittering emeralds, but the gates stood open and no one was forbidden +entrance. On holidays the people of the Emerald City often took their +children to see the wonders of Ozma's gardens, and even entered the +Royal Palace, if they felt so inclined, for they knew that they and +their Ruler were friends, and that Ozma delighted to give them pleasure.</p> + +<p>When all this is considered, you will not be surprised that the +people throughout the Land of Oz, as well as Ozma's most intimate +friends and her royal courtiers, were eager to celebrate her birthday, +and made preparations for the festival weeks in advance. All the +brass bands practiced their nicest tunes, for they were to march in +the numerous processions to be made in the Winkie Country, the +Gillikin Country, the Munchkin Country and the Quadling Country, as +well as in the Emerald City. Not all the people could go to +congratulate their Ruler, but all could celebrate her birthday, in one +way or another, however far distant from her palace they might be. +Every home and building throughout the Land of Oz was to be decorated +with banners and bunting, and there were to be games, and plays, and a +general good time for every one.</p> + +<p>It was Ozma's custom on her birthday to give a grand feast at the +palace, to which all her closest friends were invited. It was a +queerly assorted company, indeed, for there are more quaint and unusual +characters in Oz than in all the rest of the world, and Ozma was more +interested in unusual people than in ordinary ones—just as you and I are.</p> + +<p>On this especial birthday of the lovely girl Ruler, a long table was +set in the royal Banquet Hall of the palace, at which were place-cards +for the invited guests, and at one end of the great room was a smaller +table, not so high, for Ozma's animal friends, whom she never forgot, +and at the other end was a big table where all of the birthday gifts +were to be arranged.</p> + +<p>When the guests arrived, they placed their gifts on this table and +then found their places at the banquet table. And, after the guests +were all placed, the animals entered in a solemn procession and were +placed at their table by Jellia Jamb. Then, while an orchestra hidden +by a bank of roses and ferns played a march composed for the occasion, +the Royal Ozma entered the Banquet Hall, attended by her Maids of +Honor, and took her seat at the head of the table.</p> + +<p>She was greeted by a cheer from all the assembled company, the +animals adding their roars and growls and barks and mewing and +cackling to swell the glad tumult, and then all seated themselves at +their tables.</p> + +<p>At Ozma's right sat the famous Scarecrow of Oz, whose straw-stuffed +body was not beautiful, but whose happy nature and shrewd wit had made +him a general favorite. On the left of the Ruler was placed the Tin +Woodman, whose metal body had been brightly polished for this event. +The Tin Woodman was the Emperor of the Winkie Country and one of the +most important persons in Oz.</p> + +<p>Next to the Scarecrow, Dorothy was seated, and next to her was +Tik-Tok, the Clockwork Man, who had been wound up as tightly as his +clockwork would permit, so he wouldn't interrupt the festivities by +running down. Then came Aunt Em and Uncle Henry, Dorothy's own +relations, two kindly old people who had a cozy home in the Emerald +City and were very happy and contented there. Then Betsy Bobbin was +seated, and next to her the droll and delightful Shaggy Man, who was a +favorite wherever he went.</p> + +<p>On the other side of the table, opposite the Tin Woodman was +placed Trot, and next to her, Cap'n Bill. Then was seated +Button-Bright and Ojo the Lucky, and Dr. Pipt and his good wife +Margalot, and the astonishing Frogman, who had come from the Yip +country to be present at Ozma's birthday feast.</p> + +<p>At the foot of the table, facing Ozma, was seated the queenly +Glinda, the good Sorceress of Oz, for this was really the place of +honor next to the head of the table where Ozma herself sat. On +Glinda's right was the Little Wizard of Oz, who owed to Glinda all of +the magical arts he knew. Then came Jinjur, a pretty girl farmer of +whom Ozma and Dorothy were quite fond. The adjoining seat was +occupied by the Tin Soldier, and next to him was Professor H. M. +Wogglebug, T.E., of the Royal Athletic College.</p> + +<p>On Glinda's left was placed the jolly Patchwork Girl, who was a +little afraid of the Sorceress and so was likely to behave herself +pretty well. The Shaggy Man's brother was beside the Patchwork Girl, +and then came that interesting personage, Jack Pumpkinhead, who had +grown a splendid big pumpkin for a new head to be worn on Ozma's +birthday, and had carved a face on it that was even jollier in +expression than the one he had last worn. New heads were not unusual +with Jack, for the pumpkins did not keep long, and when the +seeds—which served him as brains—began to get soft and mushy, he +realized his head would soon spoil, and so he procured a new one from his +great field of pumpkins—grown by him so that he need never lack a head.</p> + +<p>You will have noticed that the company at Ozma's banquet table was +somewhat mixed, but every one invited was a tried and trusted friend of +the girl Ruler, and their presence made her quite happy.</p> + +<p>No sooner had Ozma seated herself, with her back to the birthday +table, than she noticed that all present were eyeing with curiosity +and pleasure something behind her, for the gorgeous Magic Flower was +blooming gloriously and the mammoth blossoms that quickly succeeded +one another on the plant were beautiful to view and filled the entire +room with their delicate fragrance. Ozma wanted to look, too, to see +what all were staring at, but she controlled her curiosity because it +was not proper that she should yet view her birthday gifts.</p> + +<p>So the sweet and lovely Ruler devoted herself to her guests, several +of whom, such as the Scarecrow, the Tin Woodman, the Patchwork Girl, +Tik-Tok, Jack Pumpkinhead and the Tin Soldier, never ate anything but +sat very politely in their places and tried to entertain those of the +guests who did eat.</p> + +<p>And, at the animal table, there was another interesting group, +consisting of the Cowardly Lion, the Hungry Tiger, Toto—Dorothy's +little shaggy black dog—Hank the Mule, the Pink Kitten, the Wooden +Sawhorse, the Yellow Hen, and the Glass Cat. All of these had good +appetites except the Sawhorse and the Glass Cat, and each was given a +plentiful supply of the food it liked best.</p> + +<p>Finally, when the banquet was nearly over and the ice-cream was to be +served, four servants entered bearing a huge cake, all frosted and +decorated with candy flowers. Around the edge of the cake was a row of +lighted candles, and in the center were raised candy letters that +spelled the words:</p> + +<div class="center"> + OZMA'S<br /> + Birthday Cake<br /> + from<br /> +Dorothy and the Wizard +</div> + +<p>"Oh, how beautiful!" cried Ozma, greatly delighted, and Dorothy said +eagerly: "Now you must cut the cake, Ozma, and each of us will eat a +piece with our ice-cream."</p> + +<p>Jellia Jamb brought a large golden knife with a jeweled handle, and +Ozma stood up in her place and attempted to cut the cake. But as soon +as the frosting in the center broke under the pressure of the knife +there leaped from the cake a tiny monkey three inches high, and he was +followed by another and another, until twelve monkeys stood on the +tablecloth and bowed low to Ozma.</p> + +<p>"Congratulations to our gracious Ruler!" they exclaimed in a chorus, +and then they began a dance, so droll and amusing that all the company +roared with laughter and even Ozma joined in the merriment. But after +the dance the monkeys performed some wonderful acrobatic feats, and +then they ran to the hollow of the cake and took out some band +instruments of burnished gold—cornets, horns, drums, and the +like—and forming into a procession the monkeys marched up and down +the table playing a jolly tune with the ease of skilled musicians.</p> + +<p>Dorothy was delighted with the success of her "Surprise Cake," and +after the monkeys had finished their performance, the banquet came to +an end.</p> + +<p>Now was the time for Ozma to see her other presents, so Glinda the +Good rose and, taking the girl Ruler by her hand, led her to the table +where all her gifts were placed in magnificent array. The Magic +Flower of course attracted her attention first, and Trot had to tell +her the whole story of their adventures in getting it. The little +girl did not forget to give due credit to the Glass Cat and the little +Wizard, but it was really Cap'n Bill who had bravely carried the +golden flower-pot away from the enchanted Isle.</p> + +<p>Ozma thanked them all, and said she would place the Magic Flower in +her boudoir where she might enjoy its beauty and fragrance continually. +But now she discovered the marvelous gown woven by Glinda and her +maidens from strands drawn from pure emeralds, and being a girl who +loved pretty clothes, Ozma's ecstasy at being presented with this +exquisite gown may well be imagined. She could hardly wait to put it +on, but the table was loaded with other pretty gifts and the night was +far spent before the happy girl Ruler had examined all her presents +and thanked those who had lovingly donated them.</p> + +<hr /> + +<h2><a name="chapter23" id="chapter23">23. The Fountain of Oblivion</a></h2> + + +<p>The morning after the birthday fete, as the Wizard and Dorothy were walking +in the grounds of the palace, Ozma came out and joined them, saying:</p> + +<p>"I want to hear more of your adventures in the Forest of Gugu, and +how you were able to get those dear little monkeys to use in Dorothy's +Surprise Cake."</p> + +<p>So they sat down on a marble bench near to the Fountain of the Water of +Oblivion, and between them Dorothy and the Wizard related their adventures.</p> + +<p>"I was dreadfully fussy while I was a woolly lamb," said Dorothy, +"for it didn't feel good, a bit. And I wasn't quite sure, you know, +that I'd ever get to be a girl again."</p> + +<p>"You might have been a woolly lamb yet, if I hadn't happened to have +discovered that Magic Transformation Word," declared the Wizard.</p> + +<p>"But what became of the walnut and the hickory-nut into which you +transformed those dreadful beast magicians?" inquired Ozma.</p> + +<p>"Why, I'd almost forgotten them," was the reply; "but I believe they +are still here in my pocket."</p> + +<p>Then he searched in his pockets and brought out the two nuts and +showed them to her.</p> + +<p>Ozma regarded them thoughtfully.</p> + +<p>"It isn't right to leave any living creatures in such helpless +forms," said she. "I think, Wizard, you ought to transform them into +their natural shapes again."</p> + +<p>"But I don't know what their natural shapes are," he objected, "for +of course the forms of mixed animals which they had assumed were not +natural to them. And you must not forget, Ozma, that their natures +were cruel and mischievous, so if I bring them back to life they might +cause us a great deal of trouble."</p> + +<p>"Nevertheless," said the Ruler of Oz, "we must free them from their +present enchantments. When you restore them to their natural forms we +will discover who they really are, and surely we need not fear any two +people, even though they prove to be magicians and our enemies."</p> + +<p>"I am not so sure of that," protested the Wizard, with a shake of +his bald head. "The one bit of magic I robbed them of—which was the +Word of Transformation—is so simple, yet so powerful, that neither +Glinda nor I can equal it. It isn't all in the word, you know, it's +the way the word is pronounced. So if the two strange magicians have +other magic of the same sort, they might prove very dangerous to us, +if we liberated them."</p> + +<p>"I've an idea!" exclaimed Dorothy. "I'm no wizard, and no fairy, +but if you do as I say, we needn't fear these people at all."</p> + +<p>"What is your thought, my dear?" asked Ozma.</p> + +<p>"Well," replied the girl, "here is this Fountain of the Water of +Oblivion, and that's what put the notion into my head. When the +Wizard speaks that ter'ble word that will change 'em back to their +real forms, he can make 'em dreadful thirsty, too, and we'll put a cup +right here by the fountain, so it'll be handy. Then they'll drink the +water and forget all the magic they ever knew—and everything else, too."</p> + +<p>"That's not a bad idea," said the Wizard, looking at Dorothy approvingly.</p> + +<p>"It's a very GOOD idea," declared Ozma. "Run for a cup, Dorothy."</p> + +<p>So Dorothy ran to get a cup, and while she was gone the Wizard said:</p> + +<p>"I don't know whether the real forms of these magicians are those of +men or beasts. If they're beasts, they would not drink from a cup but +might attack us at once and drink afterward. So it might be safer for +us to have the Cowardly Lion and the Hungry Tiger here to protect us +if necessary."</p> + +<p>Ozma drew out a silver whistle which was attached to a slender gold +chain and blew upon the whistle two shrill blasts. The sound, though +not harsh, was very penetrating, and as soon as it reached the ears of +the Cowardly Lion and the Hungry Tiger, the two huge beasts quickly +came bounding toward them. Ozma explained to them what the Wizard was +about to do, and told them to keep quiet unless danger threatened. So +the two powerful guardians of the Ruler of Oz crouched beside the +fountain and waited.</p> + +<p>Dorothy returned and set the cup on the edge of the fountain. Then +the Wizard placed the hickory-nut beside the fountain and said in a +solemn voice:</p> + +<p>"I want you to resume your natural form, and to be very +thirsty—Pyrzqxgl!"</p> + +<p>In an instant there appeared, in the place of the hickory-nut, the +form of Kiki Aru, the Hyup boy. He seemed bewildered, at first, as if +trying to remember what had happened to him and why he was in this +strange place. But he was facing the fountain, and the bubbling water +reminded him that he was thirsty. Without noticing Ozma, the Wizard +and Dorothy, who were behind him, he picked up the cup, filled it with +the Water of Oblivion, and drank it to the last drop.</p> + +<p>He was now no longer thirsty, but he felt more bewildered than ever, for +now he could remember nothing at all—not even his name or where he +came from. He looked around the beautiful garden with a pleased +expression, and then, turning, he beheld Ozma and the Wizard and +Dorothy regarding him curiously and the two great beasts crouching +behind them.</p> + +<p>Kiki Aru did not know who they were, but he thought Ozma very lovely +and Dorothy very pleasant. So he smiled at them—the same innocent, +happy smile that a baby might have indulged in, and that pleased Dorothy, +who seized his hand and led him to a seat beside her on the bench.</p> + +<p>"Why, I thought you were a dreadful magician," she exclaimed, +"and you're only a boy!"</p> + +<p>"What is a magician?" he asked, "and what is a boy?"</p> + +<p>"Don't you know?" inquired the girl.</p> + +<p>Kiki shook his head. Then he laughed.</p> + +<p>"I do not seem to know anything," he replied.</p> + +<p>"It's very curious," remarked the Wizard. "He wears the dress of +the Munchkins, so he must have lived at one time in the Munchkin +Country. Of course the boy can tell us nothing of his history or his +family, for he has forgotten all that he ever knew."</p> + +<p>"He seems a nice boy, now that all the wickedness has gone from +him," said Ozma. "So we will keep him here with us and teach him our +ways—to be true and considerate of others."</p> + +<p>"Why, in that case, it's lucky for him he drank the Water of +Oblivion," said Dorothy.</p> + +<p>"It is indeed," agreed the Wizard. "But the remarkable thing, to +me, is how such a young boy ever learned the secret of the Magic Word +of Transformation. Perhaps his companion, who is at present this +walnut, was the real magician, although I seem to remember that it was +this boy in the beast's form who whispered the Magic Word into the +hollow tree, where I overheard it."</p> + +<p>"Well, we will soon know who the other is," suggested Ozma. "He may +prove to be another Munchkin boy."</p> + +<p>The Wizard placed the walnut near the fountain and said, as slowly +and solemnly as before:</p> + +<p>"I want you to resume your natural form, and to be very +thirsty—Pyrzqxgl!"</p> + +<p>Then the walnut disappeared and Ruggedo the Nome stood in its place. +He also was facing the fountain, and he reached for the cup, filled +it, and was about to drink when Dorothy exclaimed:</p> + +<p>"Why, it's the old Nome King!"</p> + +<p>Ruggedo swung around and faced them, the cup still in his hand.</p> + +<p>"Yes," he said in an angry voice, "it's the old Nome King, and I'm +going to conquer all Oz and be revenged on you for kicking me out of +my throne." He looked around a moment, and then continued: "There +isn't an egg in sight, and I'm stronger than all of you people put +together! I don't know how I came here, but I'm going to fight the +fight of my life—and I'll win!"</p> + +<p>His long white hair and beard waved in the breeze; his eyes flashed +hate and vengeance, and so astonished and shocked were they by the +sudden appearance of this old enemy of the Oz people that they could +only stare at him in silence and shrink away from his wild glare.</p> + +<p>Ruggedo laughed. He drank the water, threw the cup on the ground +and said fiercely:</p> + +<p>"And now—and now—and—"</p> + +<p>His voice grew gentle. He rubbed his forehead with a puzzled air +and stroked his long beard.</p> + +<p>"What was I going to say?" he asked, pleadingly.</p> + +<p>"Don't you remember?" said the Wizard.</p> + +<p>"No; I've forgotten."</p> + +<p>"Who ARE you?" asked Dorothy.</p> + +<p>He tried to think. "I—I'm sure I don't know," he stammered.</p> + +<p>"Don't you know who WE are, either?" questioned the girl.</p> + +<p>"I haven't the slightest idea," said the Nome.</p> + +<p>"Tell us who this Munchkin boy is," suggested Ozma.</p> + +<p>Ruggedo looked at the boy and shook his head.</p> + +<p>"He's a stranger to me. You are all strangers. I—I'm a stranger +to myself," he said.</p> + +<p>Then he patted the Lion's head and murmured, "Good doggie!" and the +Lion growled indignantly.</p> + +<p>"What shall we do with him?" asked the Wizard, perplexed.</p> + +<p>"Once before the wicked old Nome came here to conquer us, and then, +as now, he drank of the Water of Oblivion and became harmless. But we +sent him back to the Nome Kingdom, where he soon learned the old evil +ways again.</p> + +<p>"For that reason," said Ozma, "we must find a place for him in the +Land of Oz, and keep him here. For here he can learn no evil and will +always be as innocent of guile as our own people."</p> + +<p>And so the wandering ex-King of the Nomes found a new home, a +peaceful and happy home, where he was quite content and passed his +days in innocent enjoyment.</p> + +<br /><br /> +</div> + + +<pre> +This is the end of the Project Gutenberg Edition of The Magic of Oz +</pre> + +</body> +</html>
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