when he was buried in the popcorn snow of the Land of Mo.
The next morning they arose bright and early and after
breakfast bade good-bye to the kind Sorceress, whom Trot
and Cap'n Bill thanked
earnestly for sending the
Scarecrow to Jinxland to
rescue them. Then they all
climbed into the Red Wagon.
There was room for all on the broad seats, and when all
had taken their places -- Dorothy, Trot and Betsy on the
rear seat and Cap'n Bill, Button-Bright and the Scarecrow
in front -- they called "Gid-dap!" to the Sawhorse and
the
wooden steed moved
briskly away, pulling the Red
Wagon with ease.
It was now that the strangers began to
perceive the
real beauties of the Land of Oz, for they were passing
through a more
thickly settled part of the country and
the population grew more dense as they drew nearer to the
Emerald City. Everyone they met had a
cheery word or a
smile for the Scarecrow, Dorothy and Betsy Bobbin, and
some of them remembered Button-Bright and welcomed him
back to their country.
It was a happy party, indeed, that journeyed in the Red
Wagon to the Emerald City, and Trot already began to hope
that Ozma would permit her and Cap'n Bill to live always
in the Land of Oz.
When they reached the great city they were more amazed
than ever, both by the concourse of people in their
quaint and
picturesque costumes, and by the
splendor of
the city itself. But the
magnificence of the Royal Palace
quite took their
breath away, until Ozma received them in
her own pretty
apartment and by her
charming manners and
assuring smiles made them feel they were no longer
strangers.
Trot was given a lovely little room next to that of
Dorothy, while Cap'n Bill had the cosiest sort of a room
next to Trot's and overlooking the gardens. And that
evening Ozma gave a grand
banquet and
reception in honor
of the new arrivals. While Trot had read of many of the
people she then met, Cap'n Bill was less familiar with
them and many of the
unusual characters introduced to him
that evening caused the old sailor to open his eyes wide
in astonishment.
He had thought the live Scarecrow about as curious as
anyone could be, but now he met the Tin Woodman, who was
all made of tin, even to his heart, and carried a
gleaming axe over his shoulder
wherever he went. Then
there was Jack Pumpkinhead, whose head was a real pumpkin
with the face carved upon it; and Professor Wogglebug,
who had the shape of an
enormous bug but was dressed in
neat
fitting garments. The Professor was an interesting
talker and had very
polite manners, but his face was so
comical that it made Cap'n Bill smile to look at it. A
great friend of Dorothy and Ozma seemed to be a machine
man called Tik-Tok, who ran down several times during the
evening and had to be wound up again by someone before he
could move or speak.
At the
reception appeared the Shaggy Man and his
brother, both very popular in Oz, as well as Dorothy's
Uncle Henry and Aunt Em, two happy old people who lived
in a pretty
cottage near the palace.
But what perhaps seemed most
surprising to both Trot
and Cap'n Bill was the number of
peculiar animals
admitted into Ozma's parlors, where they not only
conducted themselves quite
properly but were able to talk
as well as anyone.
There was the Cowardly Lion, an
immense beast with a
beautiful mane; and the Hungry Tiger, who smiled
continually; and Eureka the Pink Kitten, who lay curled
upon a
cushion and had rather supercilious manners; and
the
wooden Sawhorse; and nine tiny piglets that belonged
to the Wizard; and a mule named Hank, who belonged to
Betsy Bobbin. A fuzzy little terrier dog, named Toto, lay
at Dorothy's feet but seldom took part in the
conversation, although he listened to every word that was
said. But the most wonderful of all to Trot was a square
beast with a
winning smile, that squatted in a corner of
the room and wagged his square head at
everyone in quite
a jolly way. Betsy told Trot that this
unique beast was
called the Woozy, and there was no other like him in all
the world.
Cap'n Bill and Trot had both looked around expectantly
for the Wizard of Oz, but the evening was far advanced
before the famous little man entered the room. But he
went up to the strangers at once and said:
"I know you, but you don't know me; so let's get
acquainted."
And they did get acquainted, in a very short time, and
before the evening was over Trot felt that she knew every
person and animal present at the
reception, and that they
were all her good friends.
Suddenly they looked around for Button-Bright, but he
was
nowhere to be found.
"Dear me!" cried Trot. "He's lost again."
"Never mind, my dear," said Ozma, with her
charmingsmile, "no one can go far
astray in the Land of Oz, and
if Button-Bright isn't lost
occasionally, he isn't
happy."
End