The Marvellous Land of Oz

And in the
Country of the Munchkins, over at the East, everything is blue; and in the
South country of the Quadlings everything is red; and in the West country of
the Winkies, where the Tin Woodman rules, everything is yellow."

Then bright and early the next morning they set out upon the return Journey
to the emerald City, the Tin Woodman bearing upon his shoulder a gleaming
axe and leading the way, while the Pumpkinhead rode upon the Saw-Horse and
Tip and the Scarecrow walked upon either side to make sure that he didn't
fall off or become damaged.






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135 Mr. H. M. Woggle-Bug, T. E.


Now, General Jinjur -- who, you will remember, commanded the Army of Re...

There were pumpkins in Mombi's corn-fields, lying golden red among the rows
of green stalks; and these had been planted and carefully tended that the
four-horned cow might eat of them in the winter time.

And the Gump obeyed, slowly and gracefully waving its four wings in the air
until the Thing had settled once more upon the roof and become still.



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201 In the Jackdaw's Nest


"This," said the Gump, in a squeaky voice not at all proportioned to the
size of its great body, "is the most novel experience I ever heard of.

And in the
Country of the Munchkins, over at the East, everything is blue; and in the
South country of the Quadlings everything is red; and in the West country of
the Winkies, where the Tin Woodman rules, everything is yellow."

But one day, after the
corn had all been cut and stacked, and Tip was carrying the pumpkins to the
stable, he took a notion to make a "Jack Lantern" and try to give the old
woman a fright with it.

"But this is his Majesty's day
for being polished; and just now his august presence is thickly smeared with
putz-pomade."

For each girl had stuck through the knot
of her back hair two long, glittering knitting-needles.

She had met a crooked
wizard who resided in a lonely cave in the mountains, and had traded
several important secrets of magic with him.

"Oh, this is a horse," replied the boy, carelessly.

And in the cavity below were three silver pills, with a carefully
folded paper lying underneath them.

And here is where Nick Chopper destroyed the Wicked Witch's
Grey Wolves."

"'H. M.' means Highly Magnified," returned the Woggle-Bug, proudly.

"Or, if that won't do, we might use you for a Hungarian goulash, stewed and
highly spiced," she added, cruelly.

So Tip's guardian,
however much she might aspire to working magic, realized it was unlawful to
be more than a Sorceress, or at most a Wizardess.

Then he saw old Mombi
raise her arm and sprinkle the powder from the box over the pumpkin head of
his man Jack.

This
soldier carried a long green gun over his shoulder and had lovely green
whiskers that fell quite to his knees.

From
these he would make the arms, and legs, and feet of his man.

"What city is that?" enquired the Pumpkinhead.

"I heard them, say" remarked Tip, with some hesitation, "that they intend to
make a rag carpet of your outside and stuff their sofa-cushions with your
inside."

Next morning, when he looked at his work again, Tip saw he had forgotten to
give the dummy a neck, by means of which he might fasten the pumpkinhead to
the body.

His Majesty then dismissed Jellia Jamb and the Soldier with the Green
Whiskers, and when they were gone he took his new friend by the arm and led
him into the courtyard to play a game of quoits.



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83 Gen. Jinjur's Army of Revolt


Tip was so anxious to rejoin his man Jack and the Saw-Horse that he walked a
full half the distance to the Emerald City without stopping to rest.

But the grey Field Mouse walked straight through it, and the
others did the same, the wall melting into mist as they passed it.

His Majesty then dismissed Jellia Jamb and the Soldier with the Green
Whiskers, and when they were gone he took his new friend by the arm and led
him into the courtyard to play a game of quoits.



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83 Gen. Jinjur's Army of Revolt


Tip was so anxious to rejoin his man Jack and the Saw-Horse that he walked a
full half the distance to the Emerald City without stopping to rest.

And here is where Nick Chopper destroyed the Wicked Witch's
Grey Wolves."

The Saw-Horse stepped into a
rabbit hole and fell to the ground.

"And then," said Tip to himself, with a laugh, "she'll squeal louder than
the brown pig does when I pull her tail, and shiver with fright worse than I
did last year when I had the ague!"

"Yes, if you have money," returned the ferryman, whose face looked cross and
disagreeable.

From
these he would make the arms, and legs, and feet of his man.

So I found a charming nest
between two bricks and hid myself therein for many, many months.

The Saw-Horse paid no attention whatever to this command, and the next
instant brought one of his wooden legs down upon Tip's foot so forcibly that
the boy danced away in pain to a safer distance, from where he again yelled:

"Whoa!

7 Tip Manufactures a Pumpkinhead


In the Country of the Gillikins, which is at the North of the Land of Oz,
lived a youth called Tip. There was more to his name than that, for old
Mombi often declared that his whole name was Tippetarius; but no one was
expected to say such a long word when "Tip" would do just as well.

So he took his axe to the forest, and selected some stout, straight
saplings, which he cut down and trimmed of all their twigs and leaves.

This boy remembered nothing of his parents, for he had been brought when
quite young to be reared by the old woman known as Mombi, whose reputation,
I am sorry to say, was none of the best.

A dainty green silk skirt reached to her knees, showing silk
stockings embroidered with pea-pods, and green satin slippers with bunches
of lettuce for decorations instead of bows or buckles.

"And the magic powder that brought you to
life is here in my pocket."



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THE MAGICAL POWDER OF LIFE



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He brought out the pepper box, and eyed it curiously.

I believe," he added, after a moment's thought, "I will name the
fellow 'Jack Pumpkinhead!'"





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15 The Marvelous Powder of Life


After considering the matter carefully, Tip decided that the best place to
locate Jack would be at the bend in the road, a little way from the house.

For he
would then be a horse-and-buggy."

And when he was supposed to be working in the corn-fields, and the
tall stalks hid him from Mombi's view, Tip would often dig in the gopher
holes, or if the mood seized him --



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lie upon his back between the rows of corn and take a nap.

His Majesty then dismissed Jellia Jamb and the Soldier with the Green
Whiskers, and when they were gone he took his new friend by the arm and led
him into the courtyard to play a game of quoits.



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83 Gen. Jinjur's Army of Revolt


Tip was so anxious to rejoin his man Jack and the Saw-Horse that he walked a
full half the distance to the Emerald City without stopping to rest.

"This must be a village of the Field Mice," he said to the Scarecrow."

"I'm not exactly sure," said the boy; "but I believe we are headed South,
and that will bring us, sooner or later, to the Emerald City."

His Majesty the Scarecrow was dressed in a suit of faded blue clothes, and
his head was merely a small sack stuffed with straw, upon which eyes, ears,
a nose and a mouth had been rudely painted to represent a face.

"Quite poetical," commented the Scarecrow, nodding his head approvingly.

"Why, here before us is a great field of sunflowers -- and I never saw this
field before in all my life."

Next morning, when he looked at his work again, Tip saw he had forgotten to
give the dummy a neck, by means of which he might fasten the pumpkinhead to
the body.

"But a real horse is alive, and trots and prances and eats oats,
while this is nothing more than a dead horse, made of wood, and used to saw
logs upon."

He decided to manufacture the form of a
man, who would wear this pumpkin head, and to stand it in a place where old
Mombi would meet it face to face.

As he finished the incantation the Thing shuddered throughout its huge bulk,
the Gump gave the screeching cry that is familiar to those animals, and then
the four wings began flopping furiously.

The face, when completed, could not have
been considered strictly beautiful; but it wore a smile so big and broad,
and was so Jolly in expression, that even Tip laughed as he looked
admiringly at his work.

Tip also noticed that
Jack's pumpkin head had twisted around until it faced his back; but this was
easily remedied.

Even Mombi was not without a curious interest in the man her magic had
brought to life; for, after staring at him intently, she presently asked:



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OLD MOMBI PUTS JACK IN THE STABLE



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"What do you know?"

"In the bottom of the nest are thousands of
dollar bills -- and two-dollar bills -- and five-dollar bills -- and tens,
and twenties, and fifties.

"Fetch a clothesline," said the King to his Army, "and tie us all together.

And this crown is so heavy that it makes my head ache.

For the body he
stripped a sheet of thick



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bark from around a big tree, and with much labor fashioned it into a
cylinder of about the right size, pinning the edges together with wooden
pegs.

"Why, it can be fastened to the back end for a tail," answered the
Pumpkinhead.

After some search the woman drew from her basket an old pepper-box, upon the
faded label of which the wizard had written with a lead-pencil:

"Powder of Life."

For each girl had stuck through the knot
of her back hair two long, glittering knitting-needles.

"Heh!" ejaculated Mombi, giving a sort of grunt; "that rascally boy has
been playing tricks again!

If I remember rightly, the



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penalty for chopping leaves from the royal palm-tree is to be killed seven
times and afterward imprisoned for life."

But, a moment after, noting that the person did not move or reply, she cast
a shrewd glance into his face and discovered his pumpkin head elaborately
carved by Tip's jack-knife.

He also worked in the corn-fields, hoeing and husking; and he fed
the pigs and milked the four-horned cow that was Mombi's especial pride.

For dress the insect wore a dark-blue swallowtail coat with a yellow silk
lining and a flower in the button-hole; a vest of white duck that stretched



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tightly across the wide body; knickerbockers of fawn-colored plush, fastened
at the knees with gilt buckles; and, perched upon its small head, was
jauntily set a tall silk hat.

"I must think it over," answered Mombi.

"To be more explicit, the initials mean that I am
Thoroughly Educated."

Then he would hastily gather his armful of wood and carry it
home.

For the Gillikin people had reason
to suspect her of indulging in magical arts, and therefore hesitated to
associate with her.

7 Tip Manufactures a Pumpkinhead


In the Country of the Gillikins, which is at the North of the Land of Oz,
lived a youth called Tip. There was more to his name than that, for old
Mombi often declared that his whole name was Tippetarius; but no one was
expected to say such a long word when "Tip" would do just as well.

Mombi was not exactly a Witch, because the Good Witch who ruled that part of
the Land of Oz



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had forbidden any other Witch to exist in her dominions.

7 Tip Manufactures a Pumpkinhead


In the Country of the Gillikins, which is at the North of the Land of Oz,
lived a youth called Tip. There was more to his name than that, for old
Mombi often declared that his whole name was Tippetarius; but no one was
expected to say such a long word when "Tip" would do just as well.

Jack was not especially pleased with this idea; but he submitted to having
his left leg amputated by the Tin Woodman and whittled down to fit the left
leg of the Saw-Horse.

For dress the insect wore a dark-blue swallowtail coat with a yellow silk
lining and a flower in the button-hole; a vest of white duck that stretched



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tightly across the wide body; knickerbockers of fawn-colored plush, fastened
at the knees with gilt buckles; and, perched upon its small head, was
jauntily set a tall silk hat.

But just then he discovered the man's left arm had fallen
off in the journey so he went back to find it, and afterward, by whittling a
new and stouter pin for the shoulder-joint, he repaired the injury so
successfully that the arm was stronger than before.

There were pumpkins in Mombi's corn-fields, lying golden red among the rows
of green stalks; and these had been planted and carefully tended that the
four-horned cow might eat of them in the winter time.

"She was a girl that came here from Kansas, a place in the big, outside
World.

So I suggest that my friend the Tin
Woodman, who is a skillful mechanic, shall build some sort of a machine,
with good strong wings, to carry us; and our friend Tip can then bring the
Thing to life with his magical powder."

After some search the woman drew from her basket an old pepper-box, upon the
faded label of which the wizard had written with a lead-pencil:

"Powder of Life."

So he selected a fine, big pumpkin -- one with a lustrous, orange-red color
-- and began carving it.

"Directions for Use: Swallow one pill; count seventeen by twos; then make a
Wish.

"Have I got to drink that stuff?" he asked, nodding toward the pot.

He then stretched himself upon the grass and, using the stuffed form of the
Scarecrow for a pillow, was presently fast asleep.






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121 A Nickel-Plated Emperor


Tip awoke soon after dawn, but the Scarecrow had already risen and plucked,
with his clumsy fingers, a double-handful of ripe berries from some bushes
near by.

To find clothing seemed no easy task; but Tip boldly ransacked the great
chest in which Mombi kept all her keepsakes and treasures, and at the very
bottom he discovered some purple trousers, a red shirt and a pink vest which
was dotted with white spots.

That none of the party might be slighted, they ended by placing several
large seal rings upon the points of the Gump's antlers, although that odd



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personage seemed by no means gratified by the attention.

His Majesty the Scarecrow was dressed in a suit of faded blue clothes, and
his head was merely a small sack stuffed with straw, upon which eyes, ears,
a nose and a mouth had been rudely painted to represent a face.

7 Tip Manufactures a Pumpkinhead


In the Country of the Gillikins, which is at the North of the Land of Oz,
lived a youth called Tip. There was more to his name than that, for old
Mombi often declared that his whole name was Tippetarius; but no one was
expected to say such a long word when "Tip" would do just as well.

And
while he was wondering what had become of the boy, and what he ought to do
next under such trying circumstances, the gateway in the green wall opened
and a man came out.

A
box of caramels, from which she was eating, rested in her lap, and the girl
seemed entirely at ease in her royal surroundings.

"And then," said Tip to himself, with a laugh, "she'll squeal louder than
the brown pig does when I pull her tail, and shiver with fright worse than I
did last year when I had the ague!"

When he returned he fastened a cross-piece



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to the upper end of the body, making a hole through the center to hold
upright the neck.

7 Tip Manufactures a Pumpkinhead


In the Country of the Gillikins, which is at the North of the Land of Oz,
lived a youth called Tip. There was more to his name than that, for old
Mombi often declared that his whole name was Tippetarius; but no one was
expected to say such a long word when "Tip" would do just as well.

Mombi was not exactly a Witch, because the Good Witch who ruled that part of
the Land of Oz



8

had forbidden any other Witch to exist in her dominions.

But you must not suppose he worked all the time, for he felt that would be
bad for him.

There were pumpkins in Mombi's corn-fields, lying golden red among the rows
of green stalks; and these had been planted and carefully tended that the
four-horned cow might eat of them in the winter time.

Who is
the Scarecrow?"



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"Another friend of Dorothy's," replied Tip.

"And who is Dorothy?"

"I will carry them hidden in the straw
which stuffs my body, and when I give them the signal by unbuttoning my
jacket, they have only to rush out and scamper home again as fast as they
can.

The
head could be turned to one side or the other, as he pleased, and the hinges
of the arms and legs allowed him to place the dummy in any position he
desired.

So Tip's guardian,
however much she might aspire to working magic, realized it was unlawful to
be more than a Sorceress, or at most a Wizardess.

She did this in the same way one would pepper a baked potato,
and the powder sifted down from Jack's head and scattered



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"OLD MOMBI DANCED AROUND HIM"



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over the red shirt and pink waistcoat and purple trousers Tip had dressed
him in, and a portion even fell upon the patched and worn shoes.

And not only were these flowers almost



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blinding in their vivid hues of red and gold, but each one whirled around
upon its stalk like a miniature wind-mill, completely dazzling the vision of
the beholders and so mystifying them that they knew not which way to turn.

Jack looked at his body and limbs critically.

"Why, yes; the lower bottom unscrews," said the Tin Woodman.

I
wonder if my old friend, the Queen of the Mice, is in this neighborhood."

Good Boy!" in a coaxing
tone; and the Saw-Horse pranced away to examine with its bulging eyes the
form of Jack Pumpkinhead.

"Good afternoon, noble parent!" he cried, delightedly."

Then, whistling happily as he worked, he carefully jointed the limbs
and fastened them to the body with pegs whittled into shape with his knife.

The face, when completed, could not have
been considered strictly beautiful; but it wore a smile so big and broad,
and was so Jolly in expression, that even Tip laughed as he looked
admiringly at his work.

A second later they were rolling, splashing and bobbing about in the water,
the horse struggling frantically to find a rest for its feet and its riders
being first plunged beneath the rapid current and then floating upon the
surface like corks.






109 The Journey to the Tin Woodman


Tip was well soaked and dripping water from every angle of his body.

"Why, here is a good chance to try my new powder!" said she, eagerly.

His legs were stiff and awkward, for there
were no knee-joints in them; so that presently he bumped against Jack
Pumpkinhead and sent that personage tumbling upon the moss that lined the
roadside.



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Tip became alarmed at this accident, as well as at the persistence of the
Saw-Horse in prancing around in a circle; so he called out:

"Whoa!

"'H. M.' means Highly Magnified," returned the Woggle-Bug, proudly.

The emperor called his Lord High Chancellor and instructed him how to run
the kingdom during his absence.

"I must have lived fully three years in that secluded school-house hearth,"
said he, "drinking thirstily of the ever-flowing fount of limpid knowledge
before me."

"And
then I can tell whether that crooked wizard has fairly traded secrets, or
whether he has fooled me as wickedly as I fooled him."



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So she set down her basket and began fumbling in it for one of the precious
powders she had obtained.

"In the bottom of the nest are thousands of
dollar bills -- and two-dollar bills -- and five-dollar bills -- and tens,
and twenties, and fifties.

The child had no playmates, so he did not know that boys often dig out the
inside of a "pumpkin-jack," and in the space thus made put a lighted candle
to render the face more startling; but he conceived an idea of his own that
promised to be quite as effective.

But the Thing will have to be built on the
roof of the palace, so it can rise comfortably into the air."





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"To be sure," said the Scarecrow.

Next morning, when he looked at his work again, Tip saw he had forgotten to
give the dummy a neck, by means of which he might fasten the pumpkinhead to
the body.

Mombi was not exactly a Witch, because the Good Witch who ruled that part of
the Land of Oz



8

had forbidden any other Witch to exist in her dominions.

"I wonder," said he, musingly, "if it would bring the saw-horse to life."

Next morning, when he looked at his work again, Tip saw he had forgotten to
give the dummy a neck, by means of which he might fasten the pumpkinhead to
the body.

Tip led him along the path without stopping an instant.

The bit of wood which formed this neck was also sharpened
at the upper end, and when all was ready Tip put on the pumpkin head,
pressing it well down onto the neck, and found that it fitted very well.

While Mombi was thus occupied Tip strolled back, with his pockets full of
nuts, and discovered the old woman standing beside his man and apparently
not the least bit frightened by it.

I
was proud of my great size, and realized that now I could safely travel
anywhere in the world, while my superior culture would make me a fit
associate for the most learned person I might chance to meet.

Tip was made to carry wood from the forest, that the old woman might boil
her pot.

For the body he
stripped a sheet of thick



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bark from around a big tree, and with much labor fashioned it into a
cylinder of about the right size, pinning the edges together with wooden
pegs.

Why, there are two kinds of horses," returned Tip, slightly
puzzled how to explain.

But you must not suppose he worked all the time, for he felt that would be
bad for him.

"And
then I can tell whether that crooked wizard has fairly traded secrets, or
whether he has fooled me as wickedly as I fooled him."



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So she set down her basket and began fumbling in it for one of the precious
powders she had obtained.

The mess of brains given me by the Great



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Wizard is considered by my friends to be unexcelled."

Fairly satisfied that he had escaped -- for a time, at least -- being turned
into a marble statue, the boy stopped his companion and seated himself upon
a rock by the roadside.

Then it struck him as
a very funny thing for Jack to come to life, especially as the expression on
his pumpkin face was so droll and comical it excited laughter on the
instant.

Some knit stockings belonging to Mombi and a much worn pair
of his own shoes completed the man's apparel, and Tip was so delighted that
he danced up and down and laughed aloud in boyish ecstacy.



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"I must give him a name!" he cried.

"What'll it do to me?" asked Tip.

"If it's properly made," replied Mombi, "it will change or transform you
into a marble statue."

The Scarecrow and the Tin Woodman
brought up the rear, and before they had gone many yards a Joyful shout from
Jack announced that the way was clear before them.



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Then all paused to look backward, but not a trace of the field of sunflowers
remained.

"Now, that," declared Tip, proudly, "is really a very fine man, and it
ought to frighten several screeches out of old Mombi!

The Soldier with the Green Whiskers looked at Jack with much care and
curiosity.

"I believe I must be color-blind," said the Pumpkinhead, after staring about
him.

I believe," he added, after a moment's thought, "I will name the
fellow 'Jack Pumpkinhead!'"





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15 The Marvelous Powder of Life


After considering the matter carefully, Tip decided that the best place to
locate Jack would be at the bend in the road, a little way from the house.

For when his leg was pulled from
the rabbit hole it was found to be broken short off, and must be replaced or
repaired before he could go a step farther.

So the party followed the servant into a splendid ante-room, and the Saw-
Horse ambled awkwardly after them, having no knowledge that a horse might be
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The travelers were at first somewhat awed by their surroundings, and even
the Scarecrow seemed impressed as he examined the rich hangings of silver
cloth caught up into knots and fastened with tiny silver axes.

It seemed remarkably tall, even for a full-grown man; but that
was a good point in a small boy's eyes, and Tip did not object at all to the
size of his creation.

"Yes,"
he declared, after looking it over, "the thing certainly has a false bottom.

"I'm going to plant a flower garden, next
Spring, and I'll put you in the middle of it, for an ornament.

7 Tip Manufactures a Pumpkinhead


In the Country of the Gillikins, which is at the North of the Land of Oz,
lived a youth called Tip. There was more to his name than that, for old
Mombi often declared that his whole name was Tippetarius; but no one was
expected to say such a long word when "Tip" would do just as well.

"Oh, I think it will," answered Mombi, cheerfully.

The Pumpkinhead had brought a broom, which was the first thing he saw.

But, a moment after, noting that the person did not move or reply, she cast
a shrewd glance into his face and discovered his pumpkin head elaborately
carved by Tip's jack-knife.

"I think I will ask the cook to make green-turtle soup of you," continued
the Queen, reflectively.

Then he lay flat upon the ground
and unbuttoned his jacket, displaying the mass of straw with which he was
stuffed.

This boy remembered nothing of his parents, for he had been brought when
quite young to be reared by the old woman known as Mombi, whose reputation,
I am sorry to say, was none of the best.

"And
then I can tell whether that crooked wizard has fairly traded secrets, or
whether he has fooled me as wickedly as I fooled him."



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So she set down her basket and began fumbling in it for one of the precious
powders she had obtained.

Next came the wide, sandy desert separating the rest
of the world from the Land of Oz, and before noon they saw the dome-shaped
houses that proved they were once more within the borders of their native
land.

"It's a hard thing, to be a marble statue," he thought, rebelliously, "and
I'm not going to stand it.

Then she measured out equal parts of milk and vinegar and poured them into
the kettle.

Outside
both moon and stars shone brightly, and the night seemed peaceful and
inviting after the close and ill-smelling kitchen.

And
here is where the Winged Monkeys captured and bound us, and flew away with
little Dorothy," he continued, after they had traveled a little way farther.

"Hooray," shrieked the rebels, delighted at this good news, and they
proceeded to rush upon the Soldier with the Green Whiskers in such a crowd
that it was a wonder they didn't stick the knitting-needles into one
another.

"Dear me!" said Jack.

While thus engaged they came to the edge of a wood, and the boy sat down to
rest upon an old sawhorse that some woodcutter had left there.

The
head could be turned to one side or the other, as he pleased, and the hinges
of the arms and legs allowed him to place the dummy in any position he
desired.

Then he tried to
look at himself; but he had, indeed, no neck to turn; so that in the
endeavor to see his body he kept circling around and around, without
catching even a glimpse of it.

"I beg your Majesty's pardon," returned the Pumpkinhead; "but I do not
understand you."



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"What don't you understand?" asked the Scarecrow.

He retraced his steps to the cow-stable and opened the door of the stall
where the pumpkin-



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"TIP LED HIM ALONG THE PATH."



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headed man had been left.

Tip's trouser-legs and shoes were thoroughly soaked; but the Saw-Horse had
floated so perfectly that from his knees up the boy was entirely dry.

"Dear me!" said the Scarecrow dolefully.

Upon his hands
were gloves with long fingers, and these were padded with cotton.

So he went again to the forest, which was not far away, and
chopped from a tree several pieces of wood with which to complete his work.

"I do not know; but you have little cause to, worry, for the Winged Monkeys
are now the slaves of Glinda the Good, who owns the Golden Cap that commands
their services," said the Scarecrow, reflectively.

So Jack
dismounted, with much difficulty, and a servant led the Saw-Horse around to
the rear while the Soldier with the Green Whiskers escorted the Pumpkinhead
into the palace, by the front entrance.

"Why don't you change me into a goat, or a chicken?" he asked, anxiously.

Then he gave Jack a sudden push that sent
him sprawling upon the cushions in so awkward a fashion that he doubled up
like a jackknife, and had hard work to untangle himself.

He rattled and clanked a
little, as he moved, but in the main he seemed to be most cleverly
constructed, and his appearance was only marred by the thick coating of
polishing-paste that covered him from head to foot.

"I hope you are not reflecting on my personal appearance," said Jack; and it
was so funny to hear his grave voice, while his face continued to wear its
jolly smile, that Tip again burst into a peal of laughter.

"My friend is right," said Nick Chopper, who had been polishing his breast
with a bit of chamois-leather.

"I've got to attend to you, first," she said, nodding her head at Tip.

Hearing this, the boy became uneasy; for he



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knew Mombi had a bad and revengeful heart, and would not hesitate to do any
evil thing.

This boy remembered nothing of his parents, for he had been brought when
quite young to be reared by the old woman known as Mombi, whose reputation,
I am sorry to say, was none of the best.

The Scarecrow and Jack Pumpkinhead were still playing at quoits in the
courtyard when the game was interrupted by the abrupt entrance of the Royal
Army of Oz, who came flying in without his hat or gun, his clothes in sad
disarray and his long beard floating a yard behind him as he ran.



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"Tally one for me," said the Scarecrow, calmly "What's wrong, my man?" he
added, addressing the Soldier.

But, alas! the face of the Scarecrow and many portions of his body bore
great blotches of putz-pomade; for the Tin Woodman, in his eagerness to
welcome his friend, had quite forgotten the condition of his toilet and had
rubbed the thick coating of paste from his own body to that of his comrade.

For immediately he was surrounded by a
crowd of girls who drew the knitting-needles from their hair and began
Jabbing them at the Guardian with the sharp points dangerously near his fat
cheeks and blinking eyes.

7 Tip Manufactures a Pumpkinhead


In the Country of the Gillikins, which is at the North of the Land of Oz,
lived a youth called Tip. There was more to his name than that, for old
Mombi often declared that his whole name was Tippetarius; but no one was
expected to say such a long word when "Tip" would do just as well.

Then the boy stretched himself upon the grass beside the Pumpkinhead, and
being greatly wearied by the journey was soon fast asleep.





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59 Jack Pumpkinhead's Ride to the Emerald City


At daybreak Tip was awakened by the Pumpkinhead.

And people ride upon its back."

The face, when completed, could not have
been considered strictly beautiful; but it wore a smile so big and broad,
and was so Jolly in expression, that even Tip laughed as he looked
admiringly at his work.

I don't seem to be just right, someway."

So, recovering from his first fear, Tip began to laugh; and the
merry peals reached old Mombi's ears and made her hobble quickly to the
hedge, where she seized Tip's collar and dragged him back to where she had
left her basket and the pumpkinheaded man.

And when he was supposed to be working in the corn-fields, and the
tall stalks hid him from Mombi's view, Tip would often dig in the gopher
holes, or if the mood seized him --



9
lie upon his back between the rows of corn and take a nap.

After dragging the creature a short distance Tip stood him on his
feet, and by first bending the joints of one leg, and then those of the
other, at the same time pushing from behind, the boy managed to induce Jack
to walk to the bend in the road.

"If it would," returned Jack, calmly for nothing seemed to surprise him" I
could ride on its back, and that would save my joints from wearing out."

"But what are you going to do with him, now he is alive?" asked Tip,
wondering.

Then, putting the pepper-box back into the basket, Mombi lifted her left
hand, with its little finger pointed upward, and said:

"Weaugh!"

7 Tip Manufactures a Pumpkinhead


In the Country of the Gillikins, which is at the North of the Land of Oz,
lived a youth called Tip. There was more to his name than that, for old
Mombi often declared that his whole name was Tippetarius; but no one was
expected to say such a long word when "Tip" would do just as well.

To find clothing seemed no easy task; but Tip boldly ransacked the great
chest in which Mombi kept all her keepsakes and treasures, and at the very
bottom he discovered some purple trousers, a red shirt and a pink vest which
was dotted with white spots.

For the body he
stripped a sheet of thick



11
bark from around a big tree, and with much labor fashioned it into a
cylinder of about the right size, pinning the edges together with wooden
pegs.

Mombi was not exactly a Witch, because the Good Witch who ruled that part of
the Land of Oz



8

had forbidden any other Witch to exist in her dominions.

The face, when completed, could not have
been considered strictly beautiful; but it wore a smile so big and broad,
and was so Jolly in expression, that even Tip laughed as he looked
admiringly at his work.

Then he gave Jack a sudden push that sent
him sprawling upon the cushions in so awkward a fashion that he doubled up
like a jackknife, and had hard work to untangle himself.

So he went again to the forest, which was not far away, and
chopped from a tree several pieces of wood with which to complete his work.

"But where was my Standing Army at the time?" inquired his Majesty, looking
at the Soldier, gravely.

Meanwhile the Scarecrow was taken apart and
the painted sack that served him for a head was carefully laundered and
restuffed with the brains originally given him by the great Wizard.

Indeed, he sometimes showed
less respect for the old woman than he should have done, considering she was
his guardian.

"What are you, a man or a pumpkin?" he asked, politely.

Then he would glance at the stern and wrinkled
features of the witch and wish he were any place but in that dim and smoky
kitchen, where even the shadows cast by the candle upon the wall were enough
to give one the horrors.

This boy remembered nothing of his parents, for he had been brought when
quite young to be reared by the old woman known as Mombi, whose reputation,
I am sorry to say, was none of the best.

"Some time I will surely overtake them," he reflected; "for the road will
end at the gates of the Emerald City, and they can go no further than that."

Not one of them was more attentive than the humble,
unnoticed Woggle-Bug, and I acquired in this way a fund of knowledge that I
will myself confess is simply marvelous.

"Read it aloud," said the Scarecrow. so Tip read, as follows:

"DR. NIKIDIK'S CELEBRATED WISHING PILLS.

Then, whistling happily as he worked, he carefully jointed the limbs
and fastened them to the body with pegs whittled into shape with his knife.

I believe," he added, after a moment's thought, "I will name the
fellow 'Jack Pumpkinhead!'"





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15 The Marvelous Powder of Life


After considering the matter carefully, Tip decided that the best place to
locate Jack would be at the bend in the road, a little way from the house.

"But we must get home at once, for
it is growing dark.

I believe," he added, after a moment's thought, "I will name the
fellow 'Jack Pumpkinhead!'"





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15 The Marvelous Powder of Life


After considering the matter carefully, Tip decided that the best place to
locate Jack would be at the bend in the road, a little way from the house.

7 Tip Manufactures a Pumpkinhead


In the Country of the Gillikins, which is at the North of the Land of Oz,
lived a youth called Tip. There was more to his name than that, for old
Mombi often declared that his whole name was Tippetarius; but no one was
expected to say such a long word when "Tip" would do just as well.

Jack had ridden at this mad rate once before, so he devoted every effort to
holding, with both hands, his pumpkin head upon its stick, enduring meantime
the dreadful jolting with the courage of a philosopher.



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THE WOODEN STEED GAVE ONE FINAL LEAP



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"Slow him up!

Upon her silken waist
clover leaves were embroidered, and she wore a jaunty little jacket trimmed
with sparkling emeralds of a uniform size.

When he returned he fastened a cross-piece



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to the upper end of the body, making a hole through the center to hold
upright the neck.

It was through this gateway his Majesty proposed to escape, and
the Royal Army now led the Saw-Horse along the passage and unbarred the
gate, which swung backward with a loud crash.

Jack Pumpkinhead watched Tip curiously, but refused to join in the repast.

"Heh!" ejaculated Mombi, giving a sort of grunt; "that rascally boy has
been playing tricks again!

So, recovering from his first fear, Tip began to laugh; and the
merry peals reached old Mombi's ears and made her hobble quickly to the
hedge, where she seized Tip's collar and dragged him back to where she had
left her basket and the pumpkinheaded man.

So Jinjur sent post-haste for old Mombi, the witch, and promised her large
rewards if she would come to the assistance of the rebel army.

The child had no playmates, so he did not know that boys often dig out the
inside of a "pumpkin-jack," and in the space thus made put a lighted candle
to render the face more startling; but he conceived an idea of his own that
promised to be quite as effective.

I believe," he added, after a moment's thought, "I will name the
fellow 'Jack Pumpkinhead!'"





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15 The Marvelous Powder of Life


After considering the matter carefully, Tip decided that the best place to
locate Jack would be at the bend in the road, a little way from the house.

He also worked in the corn-fields, hoeing and husking; and he fed
the pigs and milked the four-horned cow that was Mombi's especial pride.

Tip also noticed that
Jack's pumpkin head had twisted around until it faced his back; but this was
easily remedied.

"What's that, dear father?" inquired Jack.



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"It means you must keep quiet!" replied the boy, provoked at being
interrupted at so important a moment.

"Yet the loss of the other two is serious, and I deserve a good scolding for
my carelessness," the Scarecrow rejoined, penitently.

Next morning, when he looked at his work again, Tip saw he had forgotten to
give the dummy a neck, by means of which he might fasten the pumpkinhead to
the body.

"I expected this blow" said the Soldier, sulkily; "but I can bear it.

Then he saw old Mombi
raise her arm and sprinkle the powder from the box over the pumpkin head of
his man Jack.

So he selected a fine, big pumpkin -- one with a lustrous, orange-red color
-- and began carving it.

When
the flames began to crackle the boy came to her and asked a share of the
bread and cheese; but Mombi refused him.

There were pumpkins in Mombi's corn-fields, lying golden red among the rows
of green stalks; and these had been planted and carefully tended that the
four-horned cow might eat of them in the winter time.

"And then," said Tip to himself, with a laugh, "she'll squeal louder than
the brown pig does when I pull her tail, and shiver with fright worse than I
did last year when I had the ague!"

But now the sunflowers suddenly stopped their rapid whirling, and the
travelers plainly saw a girl's face appear in the center of each flower.

"So good a man as this must surely have
a name.

He led the Saw-
Horse to a grassy mound upon which grew several bushy trees, and carefully
assisted the Pumpkinhead to alight.

So they started for the house, but when they reached the farm yard old
Mombi led the pumpkin man to the cow stable and shut him up in an empty
stall, fastening the door securely on the outside.

"That is cleverly thought of," declared Nick Chopper, giving the Woggle-Bug
a boost and then toppling the Saw-Horse into the rear end of the cushioned
seats."

Seated within the glittering throne was General Jinjur, with the Scarecrow's
second-best crown upon her head, and the royal sceptre in her right hand.

While Mombi was thus occupied Tip strolled back, with his pockets full of
nuts, and discovered the old woman standing beside his man and apparently
not the least bit frightened by it.

The
head could be turned to one side or the other, as he pleased, and the hinges
of the arms and legs allowed him to place the dummy in any position he
desired.

"It would be heartless to chop down those pretty creatures," said he,
despondently. "and yet I do not know how else we can proceed upon our way"

"They looked to me strangely like the faces of



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the Army of Revolt," mused the Scarecrow.

The
head could be turned to one side or the other, as he pleased, and the hinges
of the arms and legs allowed him to place the dummy in any position he
desired.

Bowing before the Pumpkinhead
he said:

"I am the Guardian of the Gates of the Emerald



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City.

As for the Saw-Horse, he made a wonderful record upsetting a fruit cart,
overturning several meek looking men, and finally bowling over the new
Guardian of the Gate -- a fussy little fat woman appointed by General
Jinjur.

"Hold on tight," he cautioned, "or you may fall off and crack your pumpkin
head."

"Because the Emerald City has been ruled by men long enough, for one
reason," said the girl.



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"Moreover, the City glitters with beautiful gems, which might far better be
used for rings, bracelets and necklaces; and there is enough money in the
King's treasury to buy every girl in our Army a dozen new gowns.

"Very well," returned Jack, and walked awkwardly out of the stable and into
the moonlight.

But just then he discovered the man's left arm had fallen
off in the journey so he went back to find it, and afterward, by whittling a
new and stouter pin for the shoulder-joint, he repaired the injury so
successfully that the arm was stronger than before.

And when he was supposed to be working in the corn-fields, and the
tall stalks hid him from Mombi's view, Tip would often dig in the gopher
holes, or if the mood seized him --



9
lie upon his back between the rows of corn and take a nap.

"But what are you going to do with him, now he is alive?" asked Tip,
wondering.

He waited until the
snores of the old witch announced she was fast asleep, and then he arose
softly and went to the cupboard to find something to eat.



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"No use starting on a journey without food," he decided, searching upon the
narrow shelves.

"Oh, this is a horse," replied the boy, carelessly.

At first he was generally disappointed; but the next moment he became
curious to know what Mombi was going to do.

During the evening, by the light of the fire in the kitchen, Tip carefully
rounded all the edges of the joints and smoothed the rough places in a neat
and workmanlike manner.

To find clothing seemed no easy task; but Tip boldly ransacked the great
chest in which Mombi kept all her keepsakes and treasures, and at the very
bottom he discovered some purple trousers, a red shirt and a pink vest which
was dotted with white spots.

He decided to manufacture the form of a
man, who would wear this pumpkin head, and to stand it in a place where old
Mombi would meet it face to face.

But just then he discovered the man's left arm had fallen
off in the journey so he went back to find it, and afterward, by whittling a
new and stouter pin for the shoulder-joint, he repaired the injury so
successfully that the arm was stronger than before.

When, at last, the man was set up facing the turn in the
path where old Mombi was to appear, he looked natural enough to be a fair
imitation of a Gillikin farmer, -- and unnatural enough to startle anyone
that came on him unawares.

Mombi was not exactly a Witch, because the Good Witch who ruled that part of
the Land of Oz



8

had forbidden any other Witch to exist in her dominions.

"Just so-so," replied Tip, modestly; for he began to see certain defects in
the construction of his man.

"You are a
very clever sorcerer, dear father!"





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47 The Awakening of the Saw-horse


The Saw-Horse, finding himself alive, seemed even more astonished than Tip.
He rolled his knotty eyes from side to side, taking a first wondering view
of the world in which he had now so important an existence.

Upon his head he wore a heavy
golden crown set thick with sparkling jewels, and the weight of this crown
caused his brow to sag in wrinkles, giving a thoughtful expression to the
painted face.

Tip was made to carry wood from the forest, that the old woman might boil
her pot.

This boy remembered nothing of his parents, for he had been brought when
quite young to be reared by the old woman known as Mombi, whose reputation,
I am sorry to say, was none of the best.

The bit of wood which formed this neck was also sharpened
at the upper end, and when all was ready Tip put on the pumpkin head,
pressing it well down onto the neck, and found that it fitted very well.

The bit of wood which formed this neck was also sharpened
at the upper end, and when all was ready Tip put on the pumpkin head,
pressing it well down onto the neck, and found that it fitted very well.

"Don't worry about me," said Jack, smiling pleasantly upon the crabbed
ferryman; "I'm sure I ought to float beautifully."

"To be sure," said Mombi, thoughtfully.

The boy didn't like this speech, for it sounded like a threat; but he
happened to remember he had nuts in his pocket, so he cracked some of those
and ate them while the woman rose, shook the crumbs from her apron, and hung
above the fire a small black kettle.

He rattled and clanked a
little, as he moved, but in the main he seemed to be most cleverly
constructed, and his appearance was only marred by the thick coating of
polishing-paste that covered him from head to foot.

"He says that your Majesty's brains seem to have come loose," replied the
girl, demurely.

"You are a
very clever sorcerer, dear father!"





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47 The Awakening of the Saw-horse


The Saw-Horse, finding himself alive, seemed even more astonished than Tip.
He rolled his knotty eyes from side to side, taking a first wondering view
of the world in which he had now so important an existence.

"To be sure," said Mombi, thoughtfully.

"That was a fast ride, dear father!" he exclaimed; and then, hearing no
reply, he turned around and discovered for the first time that Tip was not
there.

So they started for the house, but when they reached the farm yard old
Mombi led the pumpkin man to the cow stable and shut him up in an empty
stall, fastening the door securely on the outside.

And the Gump obeyed, slowly and gracefully waving its four wings in the air
until the Thing had settled once more upon the roof and become still.



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201 In the Jackdaw's Nest


"This," said the Gump, in a squeaky voice not at all proportioned to the
size of its great body, "is the most novel experience I ever heard of.

The boy didn't like this speech, for it sounded like a threat; but he
happened to remember he had nuts in his pocket, so he cracked some of those
and ate them while the woman rose, shook the crumbs from her apron, and hung
above the fire a small black kettle.

With the point of his knife he made two round eyes,
a three-cornered nose, and





10
a mouth shaped like a new moon.

Then Tip assisted Jack to get upon the horse.

So he took his axe to the forest, and selected some stout, straight
saplings, which he cut down and trimmed of all their twigs and leaves.

"But this is his Majesty's day
for being polished; and just now his august presence is thickly smeared with
putz-pomade."

So Tip's guardian,
however much she might aspire to working magic, realized it was unlawful to
be more than a Sorceress, or at most a Wizardess.

So he took his axe to the forest, and selected some stout, straight
saplings, which he cut down and trimmed of all their twigs and leaves.

Sparkling green gems ornamented the fronts of the beautiful houses and the
towers and turrets were all faced with emeralds.

So, when the Jackdaws nearly
knocked him down in their rush of wings, and their sharp beaks and claws
threatened to damage his brilliant plating, the Woodman picked up his axe
and made it whirl swiftly around his head.

Next morning, when he looked at his work again, Tip saw he had forgotten to
give the dummy a neck, by means of which he might fasten the pumpkinhead to
the body.

"To be sure," said Mombi, thoughtfully.

The bit of wood which formed this neck was also sharpened
at the upper end, and when all was ready Tip put on the pumpkin head,
pressing it well down onto the neck, and found that it fitted very well.

"But we must get home at once, for
it is growing dark.

With the point of his knife he made two round eyes,
a three-cornered nose, and





10
a mouth shaped like a new moon.

Angrily she raised her stick to smash in the grinning pumpkin head of the
dummy; but a sudden thought made her pause, the uplifted stick left
motionless in the air.

It seemed remarkably tall, even for a full-grown man; but that
was a good point in a small boy's eyes, and Tip did not object at all to the
size of his creation.

"He lives!" she screamed: "He lives! he lives!"

His Majesty the Scarecrow was dressed in a suit of faded blue clothes, and
his head was merely a small sack stuffed with straw, upon which eyes, ears,
a nose and a mouth had been rudely painted to represent a face.

It seemed remarkably tall, even for a full-grown man; but that
was a good point in a small boy's eyes, and Tip did not object at all to the
size of his creation.

"But we must get home at once, for
it is growing dark.

To find clothing seemed no easy task; but Tip boldly ransacked the great
chest in which Mombi kept all her keepsakes and treasures, and at the very
bottom he discovered some purple trousers, a red shirt and a pink vest which
was dotted with white spots.

Jack was standing in the middle of the stall, and by the moonlight Tip could
see he was smiling just as jovially as ever.

The face, when completed, could not have
been considered strictly beautiful; but it wore a smile so big and broad,
and was so Jolly in expression, that even Tip laughed as he looked
admiringly at his work.

"I must find a halter for him," said Tip; and having made a search in his
pocket he produced a roll of strong cord.

"Jack's all right, and works fine!" he said to himself, panting with the
unusual exertion.

But you must not suppose he worked all the time, for he felt that would be
bad for him.

Again there was a period of silence a silence so long and gloomy that when
Mombi finally lifted the kettle from the fire it was close to midnight.



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"You cannot drink it until it has become quite cold," announced the old
witch for in spite of the law she had acknowledged practising witchcraft.

And not only were these flowers almost



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blinding in their vivid hues of red and gold, but each one whirled around
upon its stalk like a miniature wind-mill, completely dazzling the vision of
the beholders and so mystifying them that they knew not which way to turn.

The Scarecrow's left leg and boot were stuffed with five-
dollar bills; his right leg was stuffed with ten-dollar bills, and his body
so closely filled with fifties, one-hundreds and one-thousands that he could
scarcely button his jacket with comfort.

Now you may well suppose that Tip observed all this with amazement.



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At first he was so frightened and horrified that he wanted to run away, but
his legs trembled and shook so badly that he couldn't.

The clothes
were also stuffed with straw, and that so unevenly or carelessly that his
Majesty's legs and arms seemed more bumpy than was necessary.

As for the legs, they were four
straight limbs cut from trees and stuck fast into the body, being spread
wide apart so that the saw-horse would stand firmly when a log was laid
across it to be sawed.

With this gracious speech Glinda dismissed the adventurers, and they
wandered away through the beautiful gardens, where they passed several hours
enjoying all the delightful things with which the Queen of the Southland had
surrounded her royal palace.

I believe," he added, after a moment's thought, "I will name the
fellow 'Jack Pumpkinhead!'"





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15 The Marvelous Powder of Life


After considering the matter carefully, Tip decided that the best place to
locate Jack would be at the bend in the road, a little way from the house.

What he saw was
a great, round, buglike body supported upon two slender legs which ended in
delicate feet -- the toes curling upward.

So he hid behind a hedge, where
he could see without being seen, and prepared to watch.

Bowing before the Pumpkinhead
he said:

"I am the Guardian of the Gates of the Emerald



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City.

"What does that mean?" enquired the Pumpkinhead, stupidly.

Angrily she raised her stick to smash in the grinning pumpkin head of the
dummy; but a sudden thought made her pause, the uplifted stick left
motionless in the air.

With the point of his knife he made two round eyes,
a three-cornered nose, and





10
a mouth shaped like a new moon.

"Ah -- here it is!" she cried, joyfully.

So, recovering from his first fear, Tip began to laugh; and the
merry peals reached old Mombi's ears and made her hobble quickly to the
hedge, where she seized Tip's collar and dragged him back to where she had
left her basket and the pumpkinheaded man.

Speaking pleasantly to the girls, he said:

"Good morning, my dears!

The
head could be turned to one side or the other, as he pleased, and the hinges
of the arms and legs allowed him to place the dummy in any position he
desired.

"That is cleverly thought of," declared Nick Chopper, giving the Woggle-Bug
a boost and then toppling the Saw-Horse into the rear end of the cushioned
seats."

He carried a bunch of keys swung round his
neck by a golden chain; his hands were thrust carelessly into his pockets,
and he seemed to have no idea at all that the City was threatened by rebels.

He decided to manufacture the form of a
man, who would wear this pumpkin head, and to stand it in a place where old
Mombi would meet it face to face.

The Captain commanding this troop -- which was Glinda's private Body Guard -
- recognized the Scarecrow and the Tin Woodman at once, and greeted them
with respectful salutations.



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"Good day!" said the Scarecrow, gallantly removing his hat, while the
Woodman gave a soldierly salute; "we have come to request an audience with
your fair Ruler."

So, recovering from his first fear, Tip began to laugh; and the
merry peals reached old Mombi's ears and made her hobble quickly to the
hedge, where she seized Tip's collar and dragged him back to where she had
left her basket and the pumpkinheaded man.

Then, swinging his axe in a great circle to right and left before him, he
advanced upon the gate, and the others followed him without hesitation.

But one day, after the
corn had all been cut and stacked, and Tip was carrying the pumpkins to the
stable, he took a notion to make a "Jack Lantern" and try to give the old
woman a fright with it.

"It would be heartless to chop down those pretty creatures," said he,
despondently. "and yet I do not know how else we can proceed upon our way"

"They looked to me strangely like the faces of



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the Army of Revolt," mused the Scarecrow.

"We can walk ourselves," said the Woggle-Bug."

I begin to understand what is required of me," remarked the Gump; "so I will
do my best to



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please you," and he flew on for a time in silence.

"But -- pardon me if I seem inquisitive -- are you not all rather -- ahem!
rather unusual?" asked the Woggle-Bug, looking from one to another with
unconcealed interest.

"Thank you!" exclaimed Tip, gratefully.

The
Saw-Horse and the Pumpkinhead's body I will have chopped up for kindling-
wood; and the pumpkin shall be made into tarts.

When sent to the forest Tip often climbed trees for birds' eggs
or amused himself chasing the fleet white rabbits or fishing in the brooks
with bent pins.

Upon a
handsome center-table stood a large silver oil-can, richly engraved with
scenes from the past adventures of the Tin Woodman, Dorothy, the Cowardly
Lion and the Scarecrow: the lines of the engraving being traced upon the
silver in yellow gold.

He waited until the
snores of the old witch announced she was fast asleep, and then he arose
softly and went to the cupboard to find something to eat.



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"No use starting on a journey without food," he decided, searching upon the
narrow shelves.

But one day, after the
corn had all been cut and stacked, and Tip was carrying the pumpkins to the
stable, he took a notion to make a "Jack Lantern" and try to give the old
woman a fright with it.

Tip asked the Woggle-Bug.

"Nowhere in particular," was the reply, "although it is my intention soon to
visit the Emerald City and arrange to give a course of lectures to select
audiences on the 'Advantages of Magnification.'"

But now they heard a great jabbering and flopping of wings, and as the sound
grew nearer to them Tip exclaimed:

"The Jackdaws are coming!

Don't worry," answered the Scarecrow soothingly; "if you'll
keep quiet long enough for me to think, I'll try to find some way for us all
to escape."

The Gump flew steadily on, and for some reason the huge sofa-body rocked
more and more dizzily every hour.

At this terrible speech Tip felt the beads of perspiration starting all
over his body. but he sat still and shivered and looked anxiously at the
kettle.

Why, dear father, did
you not make me out of tin -- or even out of straw -- so that I would keep
indefinitely."

The
head could be turned to one side or the other, as he pleased, and the hinges
of the arms and legs allowed him to place the dummy in any position he
desired.

So Jack tried to sit down; but as soon as he bent his joints farther than
usual they gave way altogether, and he came clattering to the ground with
such a crash that Tip feared he was entirely ruined.

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He rushed to the man, lifted him to his feet, straightened his arms and
legs, and felt of his head to see if by chance it had become cracked.

"I wasn't making fun of you," protested Tip. "I was laughing at old
Pumpkinhead!

Fairly satisfied that he had escaped -- for a time, at least -- being turned
into a marble statue, the boy stopped his companion and seated himself upon
a rock by the roadside.

The Tin Woodman was content with his diamond necklace and refused to accept
any additional decorations; but Tip secured a fine gold watch, which was
attached to a heavy fob, and placed it in his pocket with much pride.

The boy didn't like this speech, for it sounded like a threat; but he
happened to remember he had nuts in his pocket, so he cracked some of those
and ate them while the woman rose, shook the crumbs from her apron, and hung
above the fire a small black kettle.

"You are now" said the Woggle-Bug, impressively, when the task had been
completed, "the most valuable member of our party; and as you





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are among faithful friends there is little danger of your being spent."

"Why, here is a good chance to try my new powder!" said she, eagerly.

And I've forgotten where I hid the powder and
shot to load it with.

Some of the girls screamed and ran back, but General Jinjur bravely stood
her ground and said, reproachfully:

"Why, how now?

The invading army entered the City more slowly, for they
stopped to dig emeralds out of the walls and paving-stones with the points
of their knitting-needles.

Again there was a period of silence a silence so long and gloomy that when
Mombi finally lifted the kettle from the fire it was close to midnight.



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"You cannot drink it until it has become quite cold," announced the old
witch for in spite of the law she had acknowledged practising witchcraft.

Upon his head he wore a heavy
golden crown set thick with sparkling jewels, and the weight of this crown
caused his brow to sag in wrinkles, giving a thoughtful expression to the
painted face.

From
these he would make the arms, and legs, and feet of his man.

The Pumpkinhead was pitched high into
the air, and his history would probably have ended at that exact moment had
not the Tin Woodman skillfully caught the pumpkin as it descended and saved
it from injury.

Fairly satisfied that he had escaped -- for a time, at least -- being turned
into a marble statue, the boy stopped his companion and seated himself upon
a rock by the roadside.

"That will show which is the front end of the Thing," said he, greatly
pleased with the idea."

Next morning, when he looked at his work again, Tip saw he had forgotten to
give the dummy a neck, by means of which he might fasten the pumpkinhead to
the body.

He also worked in the corn-fields, hoeing and husking; and he fed
the pigs and milked the four-horned cow that was Mombi's especial pride.

Tip wriggled around upon his stool and stared awhile at the kettle, which
was beginning to bubble.

Through the arched hallways and into the magnificent throne room marched the
Tin Woodman and his followers, and here, when the green silken curtains fell
behind them, they saw a curious sight.

But just then he discovered the man's left arm had fallen
off in the journey so he went back to find it, and afterward, by whittling a
new and stouter pin for the shoulder-joint, he repaired the injury so
successfully that the arm was stronger than before.

Upon her silken waist
clover leaves were embroidered, and she wore a jaunty little jacket trimmed
with sparkling emeralds of a uniform size.

But just then he discovered the man's left arm had fallen
off in the journey so he went back to find it, and afterward, by whittling a
new and stouter pin for the shoulder-joint, he repaired the injury so
successfully that the arm was stronger than before.

"Whoa!" shouted Tip, picking himself up; "whoa! you idiot whoa!"

"I'm hungry!" said Tip, in a sulky tone.

It was through this gateway his Majesty proposed to escape, and
the Royal Army now led the Saw-Horse along the passage and unbarred the
gate, which swung backward with a loud crash.

"Well, the grass is purple, and the trees are purple, and the houses and
fences are purple," explained Tip. "Even the mud in the roads is purple.

So he went again to the forest, which was not far away, and
chopped from a tree several pieces of wood with which to complete his work.

"I shout loud enough, don't I?" answered Tip, angrily.

"You'll know as soon as I do," answered Tip, smiling sympathetically into
the pumpkin face.

"How many sides have I?" asked the creature, wonderingly.

The Saw-
Horse would probably have paid no attention to this, but just then it
stepped a leg into a gopher-hole and stumbled head-over-heels to the ground,
where it lay upon its back, frantically waving its four legs in the air.

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Tip slipped away from the girls and followed swiftly after the Soldier with
the Green Whiskers.

Some of
them pecked at the eyes of the Gump, which hung over the nest in a helpless
condition; but the Gump's eyes were of glass and could not be injured.

"You naughty, sneaking, wicked boy!" she exclaimed, furiously:" I'll teach
you to spy out my secrets and to make fun of me!"

Jack Pumpkinhead stepped back a pace, at this, and said in a reproachful
voice:

"Don't yell like that!

When
the flames began to crackle the boy came to her and asked a share of the
bread and cheese; but Mombi refused him.

His legs were stiff and awkward, for there
were no knee-joints in them; so that presently he bumped against Jack
Pumpkinhead and sent that personage tumbling upon the moss that lined the
roadside.



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Tip became alarmed at this accident, as well as at the persistence of the
Saw-Horse in prancing around in a circle; so he called out:

"Whoa!

"He must have been a good tailor," said the Scarecrow, somewhat enviously.

Tip turned toward the road and the man followed him.

He also worked in the corn-fields, hoeing and husking; and he fed
the pigs and milked the four-horned cow that was Mombi's especial pride.

To find clothing seemed no easy task; but Tip boldly ransacked the great
chest in which Mombi kept all her keepsakes and treasures, and at the very
bottom he discovered some purple trousers, a red shirt and a pink vest which
was dotted with white spots.

"Sure enough!" exclaimed Tip, noting the fact for the first time.

Occasionally she would draw near the
candle and read from a yellow paper the recipe of the mess she was
concocting.

The bit of wood which formed this neck was also sharpened
at the upper end, and when all was ready Tip put on the pumpkin head,
pressing it well down onto the neck, and found that it fitted very well.

I believe," he added, after a moment's thought, "I will name the
fellow 'Jack Pumpkinhead!'"





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15 The Marvelous Powder of Life


After considering the matter carefully, Tip decided that the best place to
locate Jack would be at the bend in the road, a little way from the house.

7 Tip Manufactures a Pumpkinhead


In the Country of the Gillikins, which is at the North of the Land of Oz,
lived a youth called Tip. There was more to his name than that, for old
Mombi often declared that his whole name was Tippetarius; but no one was
expected to say such a long word when "Tip" would do just as well.

Then, putting the pepper-box back into the basket, Mombi lifted her left
hand, with its little finger pointed upward, and said:

"Weaugh!"

For dress the insect wore a dark-blue swallowtail coat with a yellow silk
lining and a flower in the button-hole; a vest of white duck that stretched



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tightly across the wide body; knickerbockers of fawn-colored plush, fastened
at the knees with gilt buckles; and, perched upon its small head, was
jauntily set a tall silk hat.

The clothes
were also stuffed with straw, and that so unevenly or carelessly that his
Majesty's legs and arms seemed more bumpy than was necessary.

7 Tip Manufactures a Pumpkinhead


In the Country of the Gillikins, which is at the North of the Land of Oz,
lived a youth called Tip. There was more to his name than that, for old
Mombi often declared that his whole name was Tippetarius; but no one was
expected to say such a long word when "Tip" would do just as well.

He rules the Emerald City," answered Tip.

"I thought you said it was ruled by a wonderful Wizard," objected Jack,
seeming more and more confused.

The
Scarecrow arrived with a coil of clothes-lines and ropes which he had taken
from the courtyard, and in his trip up the stairs he had become so entangled
in the loose ends of the ropes that both he and his burden tumbled in a heap
upon the roof and might have rolled off if Tip had not rescued him.

A lunch basket stood
beside her, and she held a dainty sandwich in one hand and a hard-boiled egg
in the other, eating with an evident appetite that aroused Tip's sympathy.

"But a real horse is alive, and trots and prances and eats oats,
while this is nothing more than a dead horse, made of wood, and used to saw
logs upon."

When, at last, the man was set up facing the turn in the
path where old Mombi was to appear, he looked natural enough to be a fair
imitation of a Gillikin farmer, -- and unnatural enough to startle anyone
that came on him unawares.

Tip also noticed that
Jack's pumpkin head had twisted around until it faced his back; but this was
easily remedied.

Fairly satisfied that he had escaped -- for a time, at least -- being turned
into a marble statue, the boy stopped his companion and seated himself upon
a rock by the roadside.

"They make him look very handsome," said Jack, admiringly.



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But those words, spoken close to the Saw-Horse, and being the first sounds
he had ever heard, so startled the animal that he made a bound forward and
tumbled Tip on one side and Jack on the other.

"That doesn't matter I want you to be one," said the old woman, looking at
him severely.

So he began by sprinkling some of the magic Powder of Life from the pepper-
box upon the body of the saw-horse.

It was a round, domeshaped structure, as are nearly
all the farm houses in the Land of Oz.

Mombi bade the boy light a candle, while she put her basket in a cupboard
and hung her cloak on a peg.

"If it would," returned Jack, calmly for nothing seemed to surprise him" I
could ride on its back, and that would save my joints from wearing out."

While thus engaged they came to the edge of a wood, and the boy sat down to
rest upon an old sawhorse that some woodcutter had left there.

"I'm glad you do," responded Tip. "After the Wizard was gone, the people of
the Emerald City made His Majesty, the Scarecrow, their King; "and I have
heard that he became a very popular ruler."

That is why I place 'T.E.'
Thoroughly Educated upon my cards; for my greatest pride lies in the fact
that the world cannot produce another Woggle-Bug with a tenth part of my own
culture and erudition."

The purple trousers and pink waistcoat and red shirt hung loosely over the
wooden joints Tip had manufactured, and the carved face on the pumpkin
grinned perpetually, as if its wearer considered life the jolliest thing
imaginable.

The face, when completed, could not have
been considered strictly beautiful; but it wore a smile so big and broad,
and was so Jolly in expression, that even Tip laughed as he looked
admiringly at his work.

So he put the box in his pocket, together with the
bread and cheese.

The face, when completed, could not have
been considered strictly beautiful; but it wore a smile so big and broad,
and was so Jolly in expression, that even Tip laughed as he looked
admiringly at his work.

The bit of wood which formed this neck was also sharpened
at the upper end, and when all was ready Tip put on the pumpkin head,
pressing it well down onto the neck, and found that it fitted very well.

But
no one is afraid of the Scarecrow, so his Royal Army don't count for much in
time of war."

Upon her silken waist
clover leaves were embroidered, and she wore a jaunty little jacket trimmed
with sparkling emeralds of a uniform size.

Unopposed they reached the royal palace and
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thickly crusted with emeralds but were now filled with tiny holes where the
jewels had been ruthlessly torn from their settings by the Army of Revolt.

And this crown is so heavy that it makes my head ache.

Tip was much surprised when he overheard this speech.

So he selected a fine, big pumpkin -- one with a lustrous, orange-red color
-- and began carving it.

Then, putting the pepper-box back into the basket, Mombi lifted her left
hand, with its little finger pointed upward, and said:

"Weaugh!"

"Good day, your Majesty, said Nick, politely addressing the mouse; "I trust
you are enjoying good health?"

"Are we going to see this queer King?" asked Jack, with interest.

While thus engaged they came to the edge of a wood, and the boy sat down to
rest upon an old sawhorse that some woodcutter had left there.

"Nor do they, in their natural state," returned the stranger.

He also worked in the corn-fields, hoeing and husking; and he fed
the pigs and milked the four-horned cow that was Mombi's especial pride.

I bear you no ill will, I assure you; but lest you should prove
troublesome to me in the future I shall order you all to be destroyed.

"But," he continued, after a pause, "it
is quite certain I shall wear out my wooden joints if I keep on walking."

But one day, after the
corn had all been cut and stacked, and Tip was carrying the pumpkins to the
stable, he took a notion to make a "Jack Lantern" and try to give the old
woman a fright with it.

Tip was made to carry wood from the forest, that the old woman might boil
her pot.

"Good afternoon, noble parent!" he cried, delightedly."

"What
am I doing here, anyway?"



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"Why, I've brought you to life," answered the boy "but it won't hurt you
any, if you mind me and do as I tell you."

Upon his
head the Scarecrow still wore the heavy crown, which had been sewed on to
prevent his losing it; but the head was now so damp and limp that the weight
of the gold and jewels sagged forward and crushed the painted face into a
mass of wrinkles that made him look exactly like a Japanese pug dog.

"There's no humbug about my heart," announced the Tin Woodman, glaring
indignantly at the Woggle-Bug.

"Perhaps I was misinformed," stammered the Insect, shrinking back; "I never
knew the Wizard personally."

"I'm not at all used to flying,
and the best plan would be for me to alight in some place, and then I can
turn around and take a fresh start."

For dress the insect wore a dark-blue swallowtail coat with a yellow silk
lining and a flower in the button-hole; a vest of white duck that stretched



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tightly across the wide body; knickerbockers of fawn-colored plush, fastened
at the knees with gilt buckles; and, perched upon its small head, was
jauntily set a tall silk hat.

Then she lifted both hands, with all the fingers and thumbs spread out, and
cried:

"Peaugh!"

"The Professor uttered a cry of horror and rushed away through the door to
see if the poor children were injured by the fall.

"Yes," said Mombi.

But just then he discovered the man's left arm had fallen
off in the journey so he went back to find it, and afterward, by whittling a
new and stouter pin for the shoulder-joint, he repaired the injury so
successfully that the arm was stronger than before.

"Knowing no better, I used my arms as well as my legs for
walking, and crawled under the edges of stones or hid among the roots of
grasses with no thought beyond finding a few insects smaller than myself to
feed upon.

He decided to manufacture the form of a
man, who would wear this pumpkin head, and to stand it in a place where old
Mombi would meet it face to face.

But it would be much
more lifelike if it were properly dressed."

Unopposed they reached the royal palace and
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thickly crusted with emeralds but were now filled with tiny holes where the
jewels had been ruthlessly torn from their settings by the Army of Revolt.

It was upon this grassy knoll that I once
saved Dorothy from the Stinging Bees of the Wicked Witch of the West."

"Now, that," declared Tip, proudly, "is really a very fine man, and it
ought to frighten several screeches out of old Mombi!

An aged Winkie, dressed in a uniform of silver cloth, came forward to assist
them to alight.

Now you may well suppose that Tip observed all this with amazement.



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At first he was so frightened and horrified that he wanted to run away, but
his legs trembled and shook so badly that he couldn't.

"Now, that," declared Tip, proudly, "is really a very fine man, and it
ought to frighten several screeches out of old Mombi!

He led the Saw-
Horse to a grassy mound upon which grew several bushy trees, and carefully
assisted the Pumpkinhead to alight.

The stranger was left in a handsomely furnished waiting room while the
soldier went to announce him.

"I don't believe the animal can hear you," he remarked.

7 Tip Manufactures a Pumpkinhead


In the Country of the Gillikins, which is at the North of the Land of Oz,
lived a youth called Tip. There was more to his name than that, for old
Mombi often declared that his whole name was Tippetarius; but no one was
expected to say such a long word when "Tip" would do just as well.

"You'll know as soon as I do," answered Tip, smiling sympathetically into
the pumpkin face.

"We must both go to bed now, and at daybreak I will call you and at once
complete your transformation into a marble statue."

"Thank you very much for the sandwiches," said Tip, as he trotted along.

So he took his axe to the forest, and selected some stout, straight
saplings, which he cut down and trimmed of all their twigs and leaves.

"Tut -- tut!" cautioned the Scarecrow "wait, until Jellia translates my
speech.

The Thing flew due North, going in the same direction from whence it had
come.

Tip's trouser-legs and shoes were thoroughly soaked; but the Saw-Horse had
floated so perfectly that from his knees up the boy was entirely dry.

Now you may well suppose that Tip observed all this with amazement.



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At first he was so frightened and horrified that he wanted to run away, but
his legs trembled and shook so badly that he couldn't.

"What a nice man!" remarked the Pumpkinhead, smilingly.

And when he was supposed to be working in the corn-fields, and the
tall stalks hid him from Mombi's view, Tip would often dig in the gopher
holes, or if the mood seized him --



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lie upon his back between the rows of corn and take a nap.

But when he en-



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tered the room and saw for the first time His Majesty the Scarecrow seated
upon his glittering throne, he stopped short in amazement.





71 His Majesty the Scarecrow


I suppose every reader of this book knows what a scarecrow is; but Jack
Pumpkinhead, never having seen such a creation, was more surprised at
meeting the remarkable King of the Emerald City than by any other one
experience of his brief life.

"Now, Jack, be sure to
hold fast to this post and then you can't fall off and get smashed."

"Because the Emerald City has been ruled by men long enough, for one
reason," said the girl.



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"Moreover, the City glitters with beautiful gems, which might far better be
used for rings, bracelets and necklaces; and there is enough money in the
King's treasury to buy every girl in our Army a dozen new gowns.

To find clothing seemed no easy task; but Tip boldly ransacked the great
chest in which Mombi kept all her keepsakes and treasures, and at the very
bottom he discovered some purple trousers, a red shirt and a pink vest which
was dotted with white spots.

"I thank your Majesty, said Jack, humbly.



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"I hope you are enjoying good health?" continued the Woodman.

Far out upon the waters he sighted the golden hue of the pumpkin, which
gently bobbed up and down with the motion of the waves.

I've seen the professor work lots of sums on the
blackboard, and he claimed anything could be done with x's and y's and a's,
and such things, by mixing them up with plenty of plusses and minuses and
equals, and so forth.

At this terrible speech Tip felt the beads of perspiration starting all
over his body. but he sat still and shivered and looked anxiously at the
kettle.

There were pumpkins in Mombi's corn-fields, lying golden red among the rows
of green stalks; and these had been planted and carefully tended that the
four-horned cow might eat of them in the winter time.

Angrily she raised her stick to smash in the grinning pumpkin head of the
dummy; but a sudden thought made her pause, the uplifted stick left
motionless in the air.

He retraced his steps to the cow-stable and opened the door of the stall
where the pumpkin-



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"TIP LED HIM ALONG THE PATH."



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headed man had been left.

When sent to the forest Tip often climbed trees for birds' eggs
or amused himself chasing the fleet white rabbits or fishing in the brooks
with bent pins.

So Tip's guardian,
however much she might aspire to working magic, realized it was unlawful to
be more than a Sorceress, or at most a Wizardess.

It fits very nicely, does it not?" and the
Woggle-Bug stood up and turned himself around slowly, that all might examine
his person.

And
here is where the Winged Monkeys captured and bound us, and flew away with
little Dorothy," he continued, after they had traveled a little way farther.

"But a real horse is alive, and trots and prances and eats oats,
while this is nothing more than a dead horse, made of wood, and used to saw
logs upon."

Its arms
were fully as slender as its legs, and upon a rather long neck was perched
its head -- not unlike the head of a man, except that its nose ended in a
curling antenna, or "feeler," and its ears from the upper points bore
antennae that decorated the sides of its head like two miniature, curling
pig tails.

Indeed, the crown alone betokened majesty; in all else the,
Scarecrow King was but a simple scarecrow -- flimsy, awkward, and
unsubstantial.

He was walking slowly toward the road when a thought made him pause.

After dragging the creature a short distance Tip stood him on his
feet, and by first bending the joints of one leg, and then those of the
other, at the same time pushing from behind, the boy managed to induce Jack
to walk to the bend in the road.

His legs were stiff and awkward, for there
were no knee-joints in them; so that presently he bumped against Jack
Pumpkinhead and sent that personage tumbling upon the moss that lined the
roadside.



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Tip became alarmed at this accident, as well as at the persistence of the
Saw-Horse in prancing around in a circle; so he called out:

"Whoa!

And when he was supposed to be working in the corn-fields, and the
tall stalks hid him from Mombi's view, Tip would often dig in the gopher
holes, or if the mood seized him --



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lie upon his back between the rows of corn and take a nap.

"Now, that," declared Tip, proudly, "is really a very fine man, and it
ought to frighten several screeches out of old Mombi!

"Not unless they're stewed and made into pies," answered the boy, laughing.

The Saw-Horse paid no attention whatever to this command, and the next
instant brought one of his wooden legs down upon Tip's foot so forcibly that
the boy danced away in pain to a safer distance, from where he again yelled:

"Whoa!

The Woggle-Bug had taken from its position over the mantle-piece in the
great hallway the head of a Gump, which was adorned with wide-spreading
antlers; and this, with great care and greater difficulty, the insect had
carried up the stairs to the roof.

Moreover, he had
turned first into one path, and then into another, so that should anyone
follow them it



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would prove very difficult to guess which way they had gone, or where to
seek them.

While thus engaged they came to the edge of a wood, and the boy sat down to
rest upon an old sawhorse that some woodcutter had left there.

"Are they?" asked the woman, turning to Tip.

"Of course they are; I made 'em myself," returned the boy, with pride.

Then she threw her stick into the air and caught it as it came down; and she
hugged herself with both arms, and tried to do a step of a jig; and all the
time she repeated, rapturously:

"He lives! -- he lives! -- he lives!"

Again there was a period of silence a silence so long and gloomy that when
Mombi finally lifted the kettle from the fire it was close to midnight.



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"I DON'T WANT TO BE A MARBLE STATUE."



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"You cannot drink it until it has become quite cold," announced the old
witch for in spite of the law she had acknowledged practising witchcraft.

For when they came to the banks of a
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little Queen kept steadily on, passing through the seeming flood in safety;
and our travelers followed her without encountering a single drop of water.

Others ran screaming out of the way, and
only one or two jabbed their knitting-needles frantically at the escaping
prisoners.

So he started to carry his man there, but found him heavy and rather awkward
to handle.

So Tip's guardian,
however much she might aspire to working magic, realized it was unlawful to
be more than a Sorceress, or at most a Wizardess.

So he selected a fine, big pumpkin -- one with a lustrous, orange-red color
-- and began carving it.

"To be sure!" said Jack, without in the least comprehending.

Outside
both moon and stars shone brightly, and the night seemed peaceful and
inviting after the close and ill-smelling kitchen.

If there were trees near by
I might soon manufacture another leg for this animal; but I cannot see even
a shrub for miles around."



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"And there are neither fences nor houses in this part of the land of Oz,"
added the Scarecrow, disconsolately.

Tip noticed that the purple tint of the grass and trees had now faded to a
dull lavender, and before long this lavender appeared to take on a greenish
tinge that gradually brightened as they drew nearer to the great City where
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The little party had traveled but a short two miles upon their way when the
road of yellow brick was parted by a broad and swift river.

The Scarecrow will do nicely
to start a bonfire, and the tin man can be cut into small pieces and fed to
the goats.

When this had been accomplished he stuffed the Scarecrow
into symmetrical shape and smoothed out his face so that he wore his usual
gay and charming expression.

"In the bottom of the nest are thousands of
dollar bills -- and two-dollar bills -- and five-dollar bills -- and tens,
and twenties, and fifties.

Fairly satisfied that he had escaped -- for a time, at least -- being turned
into a marble statue, the boy stopped his companion and seated himself upon
a rock by the roadside.

He also worked in the corn-fields, hoeing and husking; and he fed
the pigs and milked the four-horned cow that was Mombi's especial pride.

He was just about to ask a share of the luncheon when the girl stood up and
brushed the crumbs from her lap.

"Jack's all right, and works fine!" he said to himself, panting with the
unusual exertion.

"Never mind me," said Jack; "I can walk as well as you can.

The body of the Woggle-Bug was
rather flat, and judging from what could be seen of it was of a glistening
dark brown color upon the back, while the front was striped with alternate
bands of light brown and white, blending together at the edges.

He decided to manufacture the form of a
man, who would wear this pumpkin head, and to stand it in a place where old
Mombi would meet it face to face.