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he had never been away from it, nor had anyone come up

there to see him. The Frogman was, in truth, descended
from the common frogs of Oz, and when he was first born

he lived in a pool in the Winkie Country and was much
like any other frog. Being of an adventurous nature,

however, he soon hopped out of his pool and began to
travel, when a big bird came along and seized him in

its beak and started to fly away with him to its nest.
When high in the air the frog wriggled so frantically

that he got loose and fell down-down-down into a small
hidden pool on the tableland of the Yips. Now this

pool, it seems, was unknown to the Yips because it was
surrounded by thick bushes and was not near to any

dwelling, and it proved to be an enchanted pool, for
the frog grew very fast and very big, feeding on the

magic skosh which is found nowhere else on earth except
in that one pool. And the skosh not only made the frog

very big, so that when he stood on his hind legs he was
tall as any Yip in the country, but it made him

unusuallyintelligent, so that he soon knew more than
the Yips did and was able to reason and to argue very

well indeed.
No one could expect a frog with these talents to

remain in a hidden pool, so he finally got out of it
and mingled with the people of the tableland, who were

amazed at his appearance and greatly impressed by his
learning. They had never seen a frog before and the

frog had never seen a Yip before, but as there were
plenty of Yips and only one frog, the frog became the

most important. He did not hop any more, but stood
upright on his hind legs and dressed himself in fine

clothes and sat in chairs and did all the things that
people do; so he soon came to be called the Frogman,

and that is the only name he has ever had.
After some years had passed the people came to regard

the Frogman as their adviser in all matters that
puzzled them. They brought all their difficulties to

him and when he did not know anything he pretended to
know it, which seemed to answer just as well. Indeed,

the Yips thought the Frogman was much wiser than he
really was, and he allowed them to think so, being very

proud of his position of authority.
There was another pool on the tableland, which was

not enchanted but contained good clear water and was
located close to the dwellings. Here the people built

the Frogman a house of his own, close to the edge of
the pool, so that he could take a bath or a swim

whenever he wished. He usually swam in the pool in the
early morning, before anyone else was up, and during

the day he dressed himself in his beautiful clothes and
sat in his house and received the visits of all the

Yips who came to him to ask his advice.
The Frogman's usual costume consisted of knee-

breeches made of yellow satin plush, with trimmings of
gold braid and jeweled knee-buckles; a white satin vest

with silver buttons in which were set solitaire rubies;
a swallow-tailed coat of bright yellow; green stockings

and red leather shoes turned up at the toes and having
diamond buckles. He wore, when he walked out, a purple

silk hat and carried a gold-headed cane. Over his eyes
he wore great spectacles with gold rims, not because

his eyes were bad but because the spectacles made him
look wise, and so distinguished and gorgeous was his

appearance that all the Yips were very proud of him.
There was no King or Queen in the Yip Country, so the

simple inhabitants naturally came to look upon the
Frogman as their leader as well as their counselor in

all times of emergency. In his heart the big frog knew
he was no wiser than the Yips, but for a frog to know

as much as a person was quite remarkable, and the
Frogman was shrewd enough to make the people believe he

was far more wise than he really was. They never
suspected he was a humbug, but listened to his words

with great respect and did just what he advised them
to do.

Now, when Cayke the Cookie Cook raised such an outcry
over the theft of her diamond-studded dishpan, the

first thought of the people was to take her to the
Frogman and inform him of the loss, thinking that of

course he could tell her where to find it.
He listened to the story with his big eyes wide open

behind his spectacles, and said in his deep, croaking
voice:

"If the dishpan is stolen, somebody must have taken
it."

"But who?" asked Cayke, anxiously" target="_blank" title="ad.挂念地;渴望地">anxiously. "Who is the
thief?"

"The one who took the dishpan, of course, replied the
Frogman, and hearing this all the Yips nodded their

heads gravely and said to one another:
"It is absolutely true!"

"But I want my dishpan!" cried Cayke.
"No one can blame you for that wish," remarked the

Frogman.
"Then tell me where I may find it," she urged.

The look the Frogman gave her was a very wise look
and he rose from his chair and strutted up and down the

room with his hands under his coat-tails, in a very
pompous and imposing manner. This was the first time so

difficult a matter had been brought to him and he
wanted time to think. It would never do to let them

suspect his ignorance and so he thought very, very hard
how best to answer the woman without betraying himself.

"I beg to inform you," said he, "that nothing in the
Yip Country has ever been stolen before."

"We know that, already," answered Cayke the Cookie
Cook, impatiently.

"Therefore," continued the Frogman, "this theft
becomes a very important matter."

"Well, where is my dishpan?" demanded the woman.
"It is lost; but it must be found. Unfortunately, we

have no policemen or detectives to unravel the mystery,
so we must employ other means to regain the lost

article. Cayke must first write a Proclamation and tack
it to the door of her house, and the Proclamation must

read that whoever stole the jeweled dishpan must return
it at once."

"But suppose no one returns it," suggested Cayke.
"Then," said the Frogman, "that very fact will be

proof that no one has stolen it."
Cayke was not satisfied, but the other Yips seemed to

approve the plan highly. They all advised her to do as
the Frogman had told her to, so she posted the sign on

her door and waited patiently for someone to return the
dishpan -- which no one ever did.

Again she went, accompanied by a group of her
neighbors, to the Frogman, who by this time had given

the matter considerable thought. Said he to Cayke:
"I am now convinced that no Yip has taken your

dishpan, and, since it is gone from the Yip Country, I
suspect that some stranger came from the world down

below us, in the darkness of night when all of us were
asleep, and took away your treasure. There can be no

other explanation of its disappearance. So, if you wish
to recover that golden, diamond-studded dish-pan, you

must go into the lower world after it."
This was indeed a startlingproposition. Cayke and

her friends went to the edge of the fiat tableland and
looked down the steep hillside to the plains below. It

was so far to the bottom of the hill that nothing there
could be seen very distinctly and it seemed to the Yips

very venturesome, if not dangerous, to go so far from
home into an unknown land.

However, Cayke wanted her dishpan very badly, so she
turned to her friends and asked:

"Who will go with me?"
No one answered this question, but after a period of

silence one of the Yips said:
"We know what is here, on the top of this flat hill,

and it seems to us a very pleasant place; but what is
down below we do not know. The chances are it is not so

pleasant, so we had best stay where we are.
"It may be a far better country than this is,"

suggested the Cookie Cook.
"Maybe, maybe," responded another Yip, "but why take

chances? Contentment with one's lot is true wisdom.
Perhaps, in some other country, there are better

cookies than you cook; but as we have always eaten your
cookies, and liked them -- except when they are burned

on the bottom -- we do not long for any better ones."
Cayke might have agreed to this argument had she not

been so anxious to find her precious dishpan, but now
she exclaimed impatiently:

"You are cowards -- all of you! If none of you are
willing to explore with me the great world beyond this

small hill, I will surely go alone."
"That is a wise resolve," declared the Yips, much

relieved. "It is your dishpan that is lost, not ours;
and, if you are willing to risk your life and liberty

to regain it, no one can deny you the privilege."
While they were thus conversing the Frogman joined

them and looked down at the Plain with his big eyes and
seemed unusuallythoughtful. In fact, the Frogman was

thinking that he'd like to see more of the world. Here
in the Yip Country he had become the most important

creature of them all and his importance was getting to
be a little tame. It would be nice to have other people

defer to him and ask his advice and there seemed no
reason, so far as he could see, why his fame should not

spread throughout all Oz.
He knew nothing of the rest of the world, but it was

reasonable to believe that there were more people
beyond the mountain where he now lived than there were

Yips, and if he went among them he could surprise them
with his display of wisdom and make them bow down to

him as the Yips did. In other words, the Frogman was
ambitious to become still greater than he was, which

was impossible if he always remained upon this
mountain. He wanted others to see his gorgeous clothes

and listen to his solemn sayings, and here was an
excuse for him to get away from the Yip Country. So he

said to Cayke the Cookie Cook:
"I will go with you, my good woman," which greatly

Pleased Cayke because she felt the Frogman could be of
much assistance to her in her search.

But now, since the mighty Frogman had decided to
undertake the journey, several of the Yips who were

young and daring at once made up their minds to go
along; so the next morning after breakfast the Frogman

and Cayke the Cookie Cook and nine of the Yips started
to slide down the side of the mountain. The bramble



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