the Munchkins
S if Dorot been lying on t bed s . As it c oto put tle nose into up and noticed t t moving; nor dark, for t suns ttle room. Soto at he door.
ttle girl gave a cry of amazement and looked about ts she saw.
t tly?afor a cy- clone?ain t of a country of marvelous beauty. tc, ately trees bearing rics. Banks of gorgeous flotered in trees and bustle eful to a little girl whe dry, gray prairies.
ood looking eagerly at trange and beauti- ful sigiced coming too; but neit, t as tall as Dorothey were, so far as looks go, many years older.
ts t rose to a small point a foot above ttle bells around t tin- kled sly as ts of ttle s from tle stars t glistened in ts, and tops. t, as old as Uncle t- tle less muce, and siffly.
anding in to come fart ttle old o Dorot voice:
quot;You are noble Sorceress, to teful to you for c, and for setting our people free from bondage.”
Dorotened to t could ttle , tle girl, whing in all her life.
But ttle ly expected o ansation, quot;You are very kind, but t be some mistake. I killed anything.”
quot;Your ; replied ttle old ;and t is t; sinued, pointing to t;t, still sticking out from under a block of wood.”
Dorottle cry of frig under t beam ted on, t icking out, sed toes.
quot;O; cried Doroto- get;t - ever shall we do?”
quot;to be done,quot; said ttle woman calmly.
quot;But hy.
quot;Sc, as I said,quot; an- stle ;S and day. No free, and are grateful to you for the favor.”
quot;; inquired Dorothy.
quot;t wch ruled.”
quot;Are you a Munc; asked Dorothy.
quot;No, but I am tc a s messenger to me, and I came at once.
I am tch.”
quot;O; cried Dorot;Are you a real ch?”
quot;Yes, indeed,quot; anstle ;But I am a good c as poc the people free myself.”
quot;But I t all c; said tened at facing a real c;O is a great mistake. tccrue, for I am one of t be mistaken. t in t and t c no you one icked itc.”
quot;But,quot; said Doroter a moments t, quot;Aunt Em old me t tches were all dead?ayears and years ago.”
quot; Em?quot; inquired ttle old woman.
quot;S who lives in Kansas, where I came from.”
tco time, ;I do not knory mentioned before. But tell me, is it a civi- lized country?”
quot;O; replied Dorothy.
quot;t accounts for it. In tries I be- lieve tc, nor , you see, t off from all t of the world.
till c us.”
quot;; asked Dorothy.
quot;Oz izard,quot; ansco a ogety of Emeralds.”
Doroto ask anotion, but just tanding silently by, gave a loud s and pointed to tch had been lying.
quot; is it?quot; asked ttle old o laug of tcirely, and not but the silver shoes.
quot;S; explained tc s is t to ; Ser s out of to Dorothy.
quot;tc hose silver shoes,”
said one of t;and ted is we never knew.”
Doroto table. t again to the Munchkins and said:
quot;I am anxious to get back to my aunt and uncle, for I am sure t me. Can you help me find my way?”
tc looked at one anot Dorotheir heads.
quot;At t, not far from ; said one, quot;t desert, and none could live to cross it.”
quot;It is t t; said anot;for I . try of the Quadlings.”
quot;I am told,quot; said t;t it is t t. And t country, wc, who would make you her slave if you passed her way.”
quot;t; said t;and at its edge is t desert t surrounds to live h us.”
Doroto sob at t lonely among all trange people. ears seemed to grieve ted Muncely took out to tle old ed quot;One, t; in a solemn voice.
At once to a slate, on wten in big, we chalk marks:
quot;LEt DOROtO tY OF EMERALDS”
ttle old ook te from , asked, quot;Is your name Dorothy, my dear?”
quot;Yes,quot; ansears.
quot;t go to ty of Emeralds. Perhaps Oz will help you.”
quot;y?quot; asked Dorothy.
quot;It is exactly in ter of try, and is ruled by Oz, t izard I told you of.”
quot;Is ; inquired the girl anxiously.
quot; I cannot tell, for I have never seen him.”
quot; t; asked Dorothy.
quot;You must is a long journey, try t is sometimes pleasant and sometimes dark and terrible. s I knoo keep you from harm.”
quot;ont you go ; pleaded to look upon ttle old woman as her only friend.
quot;No, I cannot do t,quot; s;but I will give you my kiss, and no one will dare injure a person wch.”
So Dorotly on touc a round, s soon after.
quot;to ty of Emeralds is paved ; said tc;so you cannot miss it. to Oz do not be afraid of tell your story and ask o help you. Good-bye, my dear.”
to journey, after ctle nod, raigo ttle toto, wer o growl wood by.
But Doroto be a ced o disappear in just t surprised in t.
L. Frank Baum