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Patchwork Girl, turning three somersaults in succession
and then walking around on her hands. "Hurrah for
Dorothy!"
"I thought you said you did not know how to use the
magic of the Nome King's Belt," said the Wizard to
Dorothy.
"I didn't know, at that time," she replied, "but
afterward I remembered how the Nome King once used the
Magic Belt to enchant people and transform 'em into
ornaments and all sorts of things; so I tried some
enchantments in secret and after a while I transformed
the Sawhorse into a potato-masher and back again, and
the Cowardly Lion into a pussycat and back again, and
then I knew the thing would work all right."
"When did you perform those enchantments?" asked the
Wizard, much surprised.
"One night when all the rest of you were asleep but
Scraps, and she had gone chasing moonbeams."
"Well," remarked the Wizard, "your discovery has
certainly saved us a lot of trouble, and we must all
thank the Frogman, too, for making such a good fight.
The dove's shape had Ugu's evil disposition inside it,
and that made the monster bird dangerous."
The Frogman was looking sad because the bird's talons
had torn his pretty clothes, but he bowed with much
dignity at this well deserved praise. Cayke, however,
had squatted on the floor and was sobbing bitterly.
"My precious dishpan is gone!" she wailed. "Gone,
just as I had found it again!"
"Never mind," said Trot, trying to comfort her, "it's
sure to be somewhere, so we'll cert'nly run across it
some day."
"Yes, indeed," added Betsy; "now that we have Ozma's
Magic Picture, we can tell just where the Dove went
with your dishpan."
They all approached the Magic Picture, and Dorothy
wished it to show the enchanted form of Ugu the
Shoemaker, wherever it might be. At once there appeared
in the frame of the Picture a scene in the far Quadling
Country, where the Dove was perched disconsolately on
the limb of a tree and the jeweled dishpan lay on the
ground just underneath the limb.
"But where is the place -- how far or how near?"
asked Cayke anxiously.
"The Book of Records will tell us that," answered the
Wizard. So they looked in the Great Book and read the
following:
"Ugu the Magician, being transformed
into a dove by Princess Dorothy of
Oz, has used the magic of the golden
dishpan to carry him instantly to the
northeast corner of the Quadling
Country."
"That's all right," said Dorothy. "Don't worry,
Cayke, for the Scarecrow and the Tin Woodman are in
that part of the country, looking for Ozma, and they'll
surely find your dishpan."
"Good gracious!" exclaimed Button-Bright, "we've
forgot all about Ozma. Let's find out where the
magician hid her."
Back to the Magic Picture they trooped, but when they
wished to see Ozma, wherever she might be hidden, only
a round black spot appeared in the center of the
canvas.
"I don't see how that can be Ozma!" said Dorothy,
much puzzled.
"It seems to be the best the Magic Picture can do,
however," said the Wizard, no less surprised. "If it's
an enchantment, it looks as if the magician had
transformed Ozma into a chunk of pitch."
Chapter Twenty-Four
The Little Pink Bear Speaks Truly
For several minutes they all stood staring at the black
spot on the canvas of the Magic Picture, wondering
what it could mean.
"P'r'aps we'd better ask the little Pink Bear about
Ozma," suggested Trot.
"Pshaw!" said Button-Bright, "he don't know
anything."
"He never makes a mistake," declared the King.
"He did once, surely," said Betsy. "But perhaps he
wouldn't make a mistake again."
"He won't have the chance," grumbled the Bear King.
"We might hear what he has to say," said Dorothy. "It
won't do any harm to ask the Pink Bear where Ozma is."
"I will not have him questioned," declared the King,
in a surly voice. "I do not intend to allow my little
Pink Bear to be again insulted by your foolish doubts.
He never makes a mistake."
"Didn't he say Ozma was in that hole in the ground?"
asked Betsy.
"He did; and I am certain she was there," replied the
Lavender Bear.
Scraps laughed jeeringly and the others saw there was
no use arguing with the stubborn Bear King, who seemed
to have absolute faith in his Pink Bear. The Wizard,
who knew that magical things can usually be depended
upon, and that the little Pink Bear was able to answer
questions by some remarkable power of magic, thought it
wise to apologize to the Lavender Bear for the unbelief
of his friends, at the same time urging the King to
consent to question the Pink Bear once more. Cayke and
the Frogman also pleaded with the big Bear, who finally
agreed, although rather ungraciously, to put the little
Bear's wisdom to the test once more. So he sat the
little one on his knee and turned the crank and the
Wizard himself asked the questions in a very
respectful tone of voice.
"Where is Ozma?" was his first query.
"Here, in this room," answered the little Pink Bear.
They all looked around the room, but of course did
not see her.
"In what part of this room is she?" was the Wizard's
next question.
"In Button-Bright's pocket," said the little Pink
Bear.
This reply amazed them all, you may be sure, and
although the three girls smiled and Scraps yelled:
"Hoo-ray!" in derision, the Wizard seemed to consider
the matter with grave thoughtfulness.
"In which one of Button-Bright's pockets is Ozma?" he
presently inquired.
"In the lefthand jacket-pocket," said the little Pink
Bear.
"The pink one has gone crazy!" exclaimed Button-
Bright, staring hard at the little bear on the big
bear's knee.
"I am not so sure of that," declared the Wizard. "If
Ozma proves to be really in your pocket, then the
little Pink Bear spoke truly when he said Ozma was in
that hole in the ground. For at that time you were also
in the hole, and after we had pulled you out of it the
little Pink Bear said Ozma was not in the hole."
"He never makes a mistake," asserted the Bear King,
stoutly.
"Empty that pocket, Button-Bright, and let's see
what's in it," requested Dorothy.
So Button-Bright laid the contents of his left
jacket-pocket on the table. These proved to be a peg-
top, a bunch of string, a small rubber ball and a
golden peach-pit.
"What's this?" asked the Wizard, picking up the
peach-pit and examining it closely.
"Oh," said the boy, "I saved that to show to the
girls, and then forgot all about it. It came out of a
lonesome peach that I found in the orchard back yonder,
and which I ate while I was lost. It looks like gold,
and I never saw a peach-pit like it before."
"Nor I," said the Wizard, "and that makes it seem
suspicious."
All heads were bent over the golden peach-pit. The
Wizard turned it over several times and then took out
his pocket-knife and pried the pit open.
As the two halves fell apart a pink, cloud-like haze
came pouring from the golden peach-pit, almost filling
the big room, and from the haze a form took shape and
settled beside them. Then, as the haze faded away, a
sweet voice said: "Thank you, my friends!" and there
before them stood their lovely girl Ruler, Ozma of Oz.
With a cry of delight Dorothy rushed forward and
embraced her. Scraps turned gleeful flip flops all
around the room. Button-Bright gave a low whistle of
astonishment. The Frogman took off his tall hat and
bowed low before the beautiful girl who had been freed
from her enchantment in so startling a manner.
For a time no sound was heard beyond the low murmur
of delight that came from the amazed group, but
presently the growl of the big Lavender Bear grew
louder and he said in a tone of triumph:
"He never makes a mistake!"
Chapter Twenty-Five
Ozma of Oz
"It's funny," said Toto, standing before his friend the
Lion and wagging his tail, "but I've found my growl at
last! I am positive, now, that it was the cruel
magician who stole it."
"Let's hear your growl," requested the Lion.
"Gr-r-r-r-r-r!" said Toto.
"That is fine," declared the big beast. "It isn't as
loud or as deep as the growl of the big Lavender Bear,
but it is a very respectable growl for a small dog.
Where did you find it, Toto?"
"I was smelling in the corner, yonder," said Toto,
"when suddenly a mouse ran out -- and I growled!"
The others were all busy congratulating Ozma, who was
very happy at being released from the confinement of
the golden peach-pit, where the magician had placed her
with the notion that she never could be found or
liberated.
"And only to think," cried Dorothy, "that Button-
Bright has been carrying you in his pocket all this
time, and we never knew it!"
"The little Pink Bear told you," said the Bear King,
"but you wouldn't believe him."
"Never mind, my dears," said Ozma graciously; "all is
well that ends well, and you couldn't be expected to
know I was inside the peach-pit. Indeed, I feared I
would remain a captive much longer than I did, for Ugu
is a bold and clever magician and he had hidden me very
securely."
"You were in a fine peach," said Button-Bright; "the
and then walking around on her hands. "Hurrah for
Dorothy!"
"I thought you said you did not know how to use the
magic of the Nome King's Belt," said the Wizard to
Dorothy.
"I didn't know, at that time," she replied, "but
afterward I remembered how the Nome King once used the
Magic Belt to enchant people and transform 'em into
ornaments and all sorts of things; so I tried some
enchantments in secret and after a while I transformed
the Sawhorse into a potato-masher and back again, and
the Cowardly Lion into a pussycat and back again, and
then I knew the thing would work all right."
"When did you perform those enchantments?" asked the
Wizard, much surprised.
"One night when all the rest of you were asleep but
Scraps, and she had gone chasing moonbeams."
"Well," remarked the Wizard, "your discovery has
certainly saved us a lot of trouble, and we must all
thank the Frogman, too, for making such a good fight.
The dove's shape had Ugu's evil disposition inside it,
and that made the monster bird dangerous."
The Frogman was looking sad because the bird's talons
had torn his pretty clothes, but he bowed with much
dignity at this well deserved praise. Cayke, however,
had squatted on the floor and was sobbing bitterly.
"My precious dishpan is gone!" she wailed. "Gone,
just as I had found it again!"
"Never mind," said Trot, trying to comfort her, "it's
sure to be somewhere, so we'll cert'nly run across it
some day."
"Yes, indeed," added Betsy; "now that we have Ozma's
Magic Picture, we can tell just where the Dove went
with your dishpan."
They all approached the Magic Picture, and Dorothy
wished it to show the enchanted form of Ugu the
Shoemaker, wherever it might be. At once there appeared
in the frame of the Picture a scene in the far Quadling
Country, where the Dove was perched disconsolately on
the limb of a tree and the jeweled dishpan lay on the
ground just underneath the limb.
"But where is the place -- how far or how near?"
asked Cayke anxiously.
"The Book of Records will tell us that," answered the
Wizard. So they looked in the Great Book and read the
following:
"Ugu the Magician, being transformed
into a dove by Princess Dorothy of
Oz, has used the magic of the golden
dishpan to carry him instantly to the
northeast corner of the Quadling
Country."
"That's all right," said Dorothy. "Don't worry,
Cayke, for the Scarecrow and the Tin Woodman are in
that part of the country, looking for Ozma, and they'll
surely find your dishpan."
"Good gracious!" exclaimed Button-Bright, "we've
forgot all about Ozma. Let's find out where the
magician hid her."
Back to the Magic Picture they trooped, but when they
wished to see Ozma, wherever she might be hidden, only
a round black spot appeared in the center of the
canvas.
"I don't see how that can be Ozma!" said Dorothy,
much puzzled.
"It seems to be the best the Magic Picture can do,
however," said the Wizard, no less surprised. "If it's
an enchantment, it looks as if the magician had
transformed Ozma into a chunk of pitch."
Chapter Twenty-Four
The Little Pink Bear Speaks Truly
For several minutes they all stood staring at the black
spot on the canvas of the Magic Picture, wondering
what it could mean.
"P'r'aps we'd better ask the little Pink Bear about
Ozma," suggested Trot.
"Pshaw!" said Button-Bright, "he don't know
anything."
"He never makes a mistake," declared the King.
"He did once, surely," said Betsy. "But perhaps he
wouldn't make a mistake again."
"He won't have the chance," grumbled the Bear King.
"We might hear what he has to say," said Dorothy. "It
won't do any harm to ask the Pink Bear where Ozma is."
"I will not have him questioned," declared the King,
in a surly voice. "I do not intend to allow my little
Pink Bear to be again insulted by your foolish doubts.
He never makes a mistake."
"Didn't he say Ozma was in that hole in the ground?"
asked Betsy.
"He did; and I am certain she was there," replied the
Lavender Bear.
Scraps laughed jeeringly and the others saw there was
no use arguing with the stubborn Bear King, who seemed
to have absolute faith in his Pink Bear. The Wizard,
who knew that magical things can usually be depended
upon, and that the little Pink Bear was able to answer
questions by some remarkable power of magic, thought it
wise to apologize to the Lavender Bear for the unbelief
of his friends, at the same time urging the King to
consent to question the Pink Bear once more. Cayke and
the Frogman also pleaded with the big Bear, who finally
agreed, although rather ungraciously, to put the little
Bear's wisdom to the test once more. So he sat the
little one on his knee and turned the crank and the
Wizard himself asked the questions in a very
respectful tone of voice.
"Where is Ozma?" was his first query.
"Here, in this room," answered the little Pink Bear.
They all looked around the room, but of course did
not see her.
"In what part of this room is she?" was the Wizard's
next question.
"In Button-Bright's pocket," said the little Pink
Bear.
This reply amazed them all, you may be sure, and
although the three girls smiled and Scraps yelled:
"Hoo-ray!" in derision, the Wizard seemed to consider
the matter with grave thoughtfulness.
"In which one of Button-Bright's pockets is Ozma?" he
presently inquired.
"In the lefthand jacket-pocket," said the little Pink
Bear.
"The pink one has gone crazy!" exclaimed Button-
Bright, staring hard at the little bear on the big
bear's knee.
"I am not so sure of that," declared the Wizard. "If
Ozma proves to be really in your pocket, then the
little Pink Bear spoke truly when he said Ozma was in
that hole in the ground. For at that time you were also
in the hole, and after we had pulled you out of it the
little Pink Bear said Ozma was not in the hole."
"He never makes a mistake," asserted the Bear King,
stoutly.
"Empty that pocket, Button-Bright, and let's see
what's in it," requested Dorothy.
So Button-Bright laid the contents of his left
jacket-pocket on the table. These proved to be a peg-
top, a bunch of string, a small rubber ball and a
golden peach-pit.
"What's this?" asked the Wizard, picking up the
peach-pit and examining it closely.
"Oh," said the boy, "I saved that to show to the
girls, and then forgot all about it. It came out of a
lonesome peach that I found in the orchard back yonder,
and which I ate while I was lost. It looks like gold,
and I never saw a peach-pit like it before."
"Nor I," said the Wizard, "and that makes it seem
suspicious."
All heads were bent over the golden peach-pit. The
Wizard turned it over several times and then took out
his pocket-knife and pried the pit open.
As the two halves fell apart a pink, cloud-like haze
came pouring from the golden peach-pit, almost filling
the big room, and from the haze a form took shape and
settled beside them. Then, as the haze faded away, a
sweet voice said: "Thank you, my friends!" and there
before them stood their lovely girl Ruler, Ozma of Oz.
With a cry of delight Dorothy rushed forward and
embraced her. Scraps turned gleeful flip flops all
around the room. Button-Bright gave a low whistle of
astonishment. The Frogman took off his tall hat and
bowed low before the beautiful girl who had been freed
from her enchantment in so startling a manner.
For a time no sound was heard beyond the low murmur
of delight that came from the amazed group, but
presently the growl of the big Lavender Bear grew
louder and he said in a tone of triumph:
"He never makes a mistake!"
Chapter Twenty-Five
Ozma of Oz
"It's funny," said Toto, standing before his friend the
Lion and wagging his tail, "but I've found my growl at
last! I am positive, now, that it was the cruel
magician who stole it."
"Let's hear your growl," requested the Lion.
"Gr-r-r-r-r-r!" said Toto.
"That is fine," declared the big beast. "It isn't as
loud or as deep as the growl of the big Lavender Bear,
but it is a very respectable growl for a small dog.
Where did you find it, Toto?"
"I was smelling in the corner, yonder," said Toto,
"when suddenly a mouse ran out -- and I growled!"
The others were all busy congratulating Ozma, who was
very happy at being released from the confinement of
the golden peach-pit, where the magician had placed her
with the notion that she never could be found or
liberated.
"And only to think," cried Dorothy, "that Button-
Bright has been carrying you in his pocket all this
time, and we never knew it!"
"The little Pink Bear told you," said the Bear King,
"but you wouldn't believe him."
"Never mind, my dears," said Ozma graciously; "all is
well that ends well, and you couldn't be expected to
know I was inside the peach-pit. Indeed, I feared I
would remain a captive much longer than I did, for Ugu
is a bold and clever magician and he had hidden me very
securely."
"You were in a fine peach," said Button-Bright; "the
- disposition [,dispə´ziʃən]
n.安排；性情；倾向 (初中英语单词) - monster [´mɔnstə] n.怪物 a.大得异常的 (初中英语单词)
- wherever [weər´evə] conj.无论在哪里 (初中英语单词)
- underneath [,ʌndə´ni:θ] ad.&prep.在底下 (初中英语单词)
- princess [,prin´ses] n.公主；王妃；亲王夫人 (初中英语单词)
- instantly [´instəntli] ad.立即，立刻 (初中英语单词)
- hidden [´hid(ə)n] hide 的过去分词 (初中英语单词)
- canvas [´kænvəs] n.帆布；油画(布) (初中英语单词)
- absolute [´æbsəlu:t] a.绝对的 n.绝对 (初中英语单词)
- remarkable [ri´mɑ:kəbl] a.值得注意的；显著的 (初中英语单词)
- wisdom [´wizdəm] n.智慧，聪明，才智 (初中英语单词)
- contents [´kɔ:ntents] n.容纳物；要旨 (初中英语单词)
- rubber [´rʌbə] n.(摩)擦的人；橡皮 (初中英语单词)
- orchard [´ɔ:tʃəd] n.果园 (初中英语单词)
- whistle [´wisəl] v.吹哨 n.口哨；汽笛 (初中英语单词)
- standing [´stændiŋ] n.持续 a.直立的 (初中英语单词)
- captive [´kæptiv] n.俘虏；捕获物 (初中英语单词)
- enchant [in´tʃɑ:nt] vt.使迷住；使惊喜 (高中英语单词)
- transform [træns´fɔ:m] v.转化，转变；改造 (高中英语单词)
- magician [mə´dʒiʃən] n.魔法师；妖道；术士 (高中英语单词)
- stubborn [´stʌbən] a.顽固的；坚持的 (高中英语单词)
- lavender [´lævində] n.熏衣草；淡紫色 (高中英语单词)
- startling [´stɑ:tliŋ] a.惊人的 (高中英语单词)
- positive [´pɔzətiv] a.确定的 (高中英语单词)
- respectable [ri´spektəbəl] a.可敬的；有身价的 (高中英语单词)
- wizard [´wizəd] n.术士；男巫 (英语四级单词)
- cowardly [´kauədli] a.&ad.胆小的(地) (英语四级单词)
- trying [´traiiŋ] a.难堪的；费劲的 (英语四级单词)
- enchantment [in´tʃɑ:ntmənt] n.迷惑；妖术；魅力 (英语四级单词)
- graciously [´greiʃəsli] ad.仁慈地，和蔼庄重地 (英语四级单词)
- woodman [´wudmən] n.伐木工 (英语六级单词)
- magical [´mædʒikəl] a.有魔术的，神奇的 (英语六级单词)
- derision [di´riʒən] n.嘲笑，嘲弄 (英语六级单词)
- confinement [kən´fainmənt] n.限制；监禁；分娩 (英语六级单词)
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