the wonder city of oz - l. frank baum

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T he Wo nd er Cit yO f O z O z 3 4

L . F ra nk B au m

C HA PT ER 1

H ow J en ny L os t t he P ep pe r- Ch ee se

J EN NY J UM P j um pe d. S he w as s o s ur pr is ed , s he

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j um ped h al fw ay acr os s t he k it ch en . S he h ad n ev er

s ee n s uc h a s ight , n eve r i n t he who le s ta te of Ne w

Jersey!

A t in y m an w as s te al in g p ep pe r- ch ee se o ut o f t he

c he es e box ! H e wa s s ta ndi ng r igh t o n t he t ab le , a nd he

wa s no t al le r t ha n t he c he es e bo x.

J en ny b ec am e v er y a ng ry b ec au se s he w as t o h av e

t h at p epp er- cheese f o r s u pp er.

" Do n' t d o t ha t, " s he c ri ed .

Th e l it tl e m an t ur ned, and J en ny w as s tart led again .

T he m an w as a L ep re ch au n! S he k ne w r ig ht a wa y h e

w as one of t he I ri sh f ai ry fo lk be ca us e h e ha d b us hy

r ed wh is ke rs , a g re en c oa t, a nd a n o ld h at w it h a wh it e

o wl 's f ea th er s tu ck i n i t. T he r ed w hi sk er s w er e a s

b us hy a s a po rc upi ne . H e h el d t he w hol e p ep pe r-

che es e a ga ins t hi m, a nd i t wa s a lmo st a s bi g a s h e wa s.

T he l it tl e m an l oo ke d a t J en ny , a nd s he s ta re d b ac k,

r ememb er in g t hat a L ep rech au n can 't g et away as

l ong a s you ke ep your e yes f ixe d on him but i f you a s

mu ch as b li nk , h e' ll g et away. A L ep rech au n w il l

gr ant you a ny w is h wh il e your e ye s h ave hi m i n yo ur

power.

J en ny s ta re d a nd s ta re d, u nt il h er e ye s b eg an t o

h ur t. S he d ar ed no t bl ink, f or i f s he d id t he Le pr e-

c ha un w oul d b e f re e t o r un a wa y, a nd s he wo ul d not

g et h er w is h. J en ny t ho ug ht h ar d a nd f as t, t ry ing t o



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T he L ep re ch au n s to od o n t he w in do w s il l, b ut h e d id

no t l if t h is e ye s t o J en ny 's f ac e.

" Sh ur e, a nd w ha t d 'y e w an t? " h e a sk ed w it h h is

I ri sh b ro gu e. H is v oi ce w as a s g ru ff a s a n o ld b ul l

frog's.

" Make m e i nt o a f ul l f ai ry . I 'm h al f g ir l and h al f

fa ir y n ow. Onl y one e ye i s a f ai ry e ye , a nd one f oot ;

e igh t o f my f inge rs a re f ai ry f inge rs , a nd bo th of m y

ea rs . But I wa nt t o be a ll f ai ry ."

" I' ll n ot b e d oi n' i t. ' Tw il l o nl y g et y e i nt o t ro ub le,"

the Leprechaun said roughly.

J en ny b ec am e s o a ng ry , s he j um pe d. S he j um pe d

so h ig h t ha t s he w as h ea de d r ig ht f or t he c ei li ng . S he

w ou ld h av e j um pe d c le ar t hr ou gh i t, i f s he h ad n ot

t hr ow n u p h er h an ds a nd s to pp ed h er se lf . W he n s he

dr opp ed d ow n t o t he f lo or s he w as s o s ur pr is ed a nd

p le as ed t ha t s he f or go t t o b e a ng ry .

"D id y ou s ee t ha t? " s he a sk ed .

Th e L ep re ch au n d id n ot a ns we r, b ut t ur ne d t o g o.

J en ny w as s or ry t ha t s he h ad b ee n c ro ss w it h h im .

" Do y ou h av e t o g o s o s oo n? " s he s ai d p ol it el y.

" I f y ou 'l l s ta y, yo u m ay ha ve a ll t he c he es e y ou w ant

- if yo u on ly t ake a l it tl e pi ec e. "

T he L ep re ch au n j um pe d b ac k t o t he t ab le . H e

s tu ff ed s uc h a b ig p ie ce o f p ep pe r- ch ee se i nt o h is

mo ut h t hat h is cheek s b ul ged w id er t han h is s ho ul -



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d er s. W it h h is m ou th f ul l h e s ai d, " Wh at m ay y ou r

name be?"

"Jenny Jump," she said.

" H ow o ld b e y e, J en ny ?"

"Fifteen," she snapped, growing angry all over

a ga in . S he d id n' t l ik e t he w ay h e k ep t t ea ri ng o ff

b it s o f p ep per- chees e, w hi le h er s har e g rew s mall er .

"N ow, me own na me i s a l ong one , f or s hur e." H e

p uf fe d o ut h is c he st . " Si ko P om pu s i t i s. A nd i t' s

857 ye ars ol d I am!"

" Do n' t eat any m or e, " J en ny com mand ed . S ik o

P o mp us k ep t eati ng and eati ng .

" My , a re n' t y e t he s pi tf ir e, n ow ," h e s ai d.

W he n J en ny t ri ed t o a ns we r, i ns te ad o f w or ds ,

s he w as s pi tt in g f ir e. A s pa rk f el l o n t he L ep re -

ch au n' s b us hy ' re d b ea rd . T he b ea rd b eg an t o f la me

and s mo ke, and t o J en ny 's ast on is hm en t, i t g rew

l on ge r a nd l on ge r a s i t b ur ne d.

Si ko P om pu s j um pe d u p a nd d ow n a nd s cr ee ch ed ,

" Gi t s om e w at er g it s om e w at er ! I t' s a -g ro wi n'

so l ong , I s ha n' t b e a bl e t o c ar ry i t a ro un d. "

Th e r ed be ar d gr ew a nd gr ew w hi le i t s moke d

and flamed, until it half filled the kitchen. Jenny

c ou ld n o l on ge r s ee S ik o P om pu s b eh in d t he b ig ,

r ed, b ur ni ng b ear d.



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" Be t hr ow in ' w at er o n i t! " S ik o P om pu s s ho ut ed .

J en ny f el t s o s or ry f or t he l it tl e f el low t ha t s he

for got t o be angry. She ra n f or a bucke t of wa te r

a nd s pl as he d i t o ve r h is b ea rd . T he f ir e w en t o ut ,

a nd t he b ea rd l ay a ll o ve r t he k it ch en f lo or , l ik e a n

o ld h ai r m at tr es s.

" Mo re w ater , m or e w at er, " S i ko P om pu s cr ied.

J en ny f et ch ed a s ec on d b uc ke t a nd t hr ew i t o ve r

t he b ea rd. T he be ar d b eg an t o s hr in k. I t s hr ank

a l it tl e w ay , t he n s to pp ed .

" Mo re w at er , m or e w at er ," S ik o P om pu s k ep t

o rd er in g. J en ny h ad t o f et ch s o m an y b uc ke ts t ha t

he r a rm s a che d. A nd e ac h t im e t he b ea rd s hr ank a

little way.

When t he bea rd wa s ba ck t o it s own si ze, Si ko

Pompus said gruffly, "Next time ye'll be thinkin'

twice, before losin' your temper."

Je nn y w as t oo t ir ed t o be a ng ry a ga in. T he l it tl e

man was not through giving advice.

" Rememb er , J en ny J um p, t hat i t' s h al f f ai ry y e

a re n ow . Y e m us t n ot b e s el fi sh , v ai n, a nd f ie ry

t em pe re d. N ow , I 'l l b e t ak in ' a no th er p ie ce o f c he es e

a nd g o. B ut I 'l l c om e b ac k, s om et im e! "

"Just a small piece," Jenny said, watching him

closely.

T he re w as h ar dl y a ny o f t he c he es e l ef t. T he



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L ep re ch au n p ic ke d u p t he w ho le p ie ce , j um pe d t o

t he w in do w, a nd s at i n t he t re e o ut si de .

A t t ha t, J en ny w as s o f ur io us , s he s ta mp ed h er

f ai ry f oo t a nd b ou nc ed r ig ht o ut o f t he w in do w!

S he s to od s ur pr is ed . " We ll , I n ev er t oo k s uc h a

j um p b ef or e, " s he s ai d. " I' ll t ry i t again ."

S he s ta mp ed h er f oo t, s ai le d o ve r t he h ou se a nd

c a me d ow n on t he o th er s ide .

"Leaping Leprechauns!" she said. Looking far

o ff , s he s aw t he m ou nt ai n t ha t h ad s to od b et we en

he r a nd t he r es t of t he wor ld a ll he r l if e.

" I w on de r i f I c ou ld j um p o ve r t ha t? " s he s ai d.

" Fi rs t I 'l l h av e t o d ress m or e w ar ml y. " R un ni ng i nt o

the house, she put on a hat and a cape. Then she

r an o ut a ga in . S he b ou nc ed o n h er f ai ry f oo t, a nd

n ext m inu te s he w as u p, s ai li ng ov er t he pi ne t re es

o n t op o f t he m ou nt ai n. S he d ro pp ed t o t he o th er

side.

" Su ch w on derf ul t hi ng s n ev er h ap pened t o m e i n

a ll m y l on es ome l if e. I w ond er h ow f ar I c an r ea ll y

jump?"

A s s he s ai d t hi s, s he s ta mp ed h ar d w it h h er f ai ry

f oot , a nd t he ne xt i ns ta nt s he s hot up a nd a wa y

through the air.

J enn y s ai led f or f ou r d ay s, w on deri ng all t he t im e



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the western blue country, the Gillikins, from the

northern purple country, the Winkies, from the

eastern yellow country, and the Quadlings, from

t he l an d t o t he s ou th t ha t w as br igh t r ed.

T he pe opl e w er e c ol or ed t he s am e a s t he ir c ou n-

t ry , and all t heir clo th es and p et s and b el on gi ng s

we re tha t c olor , too. I t wa s e asy t o te ll thos e who

l iv ed i n t he E me ra ld C it y, f or t he y w er e g re en .

O zm a w as ve ry h ap py be ca us e a ll w as w el l i n h er

l an d, a nd h er s ub je ct s w er e c on te nt ed a nd p ro s-

perous.

" I ho pe t ro ubl e w il l ne ve r c om e t o ou r f ai r l an d, "

s he s ai d t o h er t wo f ri en ds w ho w er e w at ch in g h er

ge t r ea dy . T he se t wo g ir ls w er e G li nd a t he G oo d,

a k in dl y, r ed -h ai re d s or ce re ss w ho r ul ed i n t he

S ou th ; a nd P ri nc es s D or ot hy , w ho h ad b lo wn t o

Oz f ro m K ans as on a c yc lo ne m any y ea rs a go.

J el li a J am b, w ho s to od b y w it h h er m ou th f ul l

o f g ol de n n ee dl es a nd s il ve r t hr ea d, s ta rt ed t o a n-

s wer w it ho ut t ak in g t he n eedl es o ut o f h er m ou th .

"As l ong a s you a re Que en, t he re w il l be no"

That wa s al l she wa s able to s ay. For a s he r li ps

a nd t on gu e m ov ed , t he y w or ke d t he n ee dl es a nd

t hr ea d i n a nd o ut a nd s ew ed h er l ip s t ig ht ly t og et he r.

O zm a t ur ne d t o h er m ai d. " Wh at w er e y ou g oi ng



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t o s ay , J el li a?"

J el li a t ri ed t o a ns we r, b ut t he w or ds c ou ld n' t g et

ou t o f h er m ou th . Th ey j us t ke pt pi li ng up i ns id e

h er c he ek s. T he m ai d g ot v er y e xc it ed . S he d id n ot

f ee l a ny p ai n, o f c ou rs e, f or t he n ee dl es a nd t hr ea d

w er e t ho se s he h ad u se d t o m ak e O zm a' s d re ss , a nd

t herefo re t hey w er e enchant ed . B ut w hen h er m ou th

b ecam e f ul l o f w or ds , J el li a g rew m or e excit ed .

T he m or e e xc it ed s he b ec am e, t he m or e s he t al ke d.

A n d t he m or e s he t al ke d, t he f ul le r h er m ou th

became.

S he w as s o f ri gh te ne d t ha t s he b eg an t o s cr ea m.

A nd w he n t he s cr ea m c am e i nt o h er m ou th , h er h ea d

be ca me s o f ul l o f s oun d t ha t i t l if te d h er r igh t of f

t he f lo or l ik e a b al lo on .

D or ot hy r an and p ul led t he m ai d d ow n, s ay in g,

" He lp h er , d ea r O zm a. C ut t he t hr ea d t ha t h ol ds

her lips together."

O zm a s ho ok h er h ea d. " Th e s il ve r t hr ea d i s

ma gi ca l, a nd w il l n ot b re ak u nt il I h ave a n ew b ir th-

d ay d re ss m ad e. D on 't t al k a ny m or e, J el li a, o r

y ou r h ead w il l g et s o b ig , i t w il l exp lo de."

Do ro th y p ut t wo h eavy emerald b oo k- en ds f r om

t he Q ue en 's t abl e on t he m ai d' s f ee t t o h ol d he r

down.

Oz ma s ai d, " I c an 't u nd o t he m agi c o f t he s il ve r



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t hr ea d a nd t he go ld en n ee dl es . B ut I c an o pe n o ne

o f your e ar s, s o tha t t he words ca n ge t out . You

wi ll h ave t o t al k t hr oug h t ha t e ar unt il m y ne w

b i r th day d ress i s m ad e. "

J el li a n od de d. O zm a c lo se d h er e ye s, p ut o ne o f

h er h an ds o ve r J el li a' s e ar , a nd s ai d a f ew m ag ic al

wo rd s. I mm ed ia te ly t he re w as a r us h o f w or ds a nd

s cr ea ms f rom he r e ar . Th e f or ce o f t he m w as s o

s tr on g t ha t i t p ul le d o ut t he c ur ta in s a nd b le w o ve r

tw o t r ees o ut s id e.

The blue Munchkins, the purple Gillikins, the yel-

l ow W in ki es , and t he r ed Q uadl in gs aro un d t he

palace d an ced and s ho ut ed , f or t hey t ho ug ht m ag ic

w as b ei ng p er fo rm ed f or t hem.

J ell i a' s cheeks s n ap ped t og et her l i ke a r ub ber b an d.

S he n o l on ge r n ee de d t o b e w ei gh te d d ow n.

"For c ake 's s ake !" she sa id out of he r e ar, " I

n ev er h ad s uc h a f ri gh t. I t' s g oi ng t o b e a wf ul ly

ha rd t o c he w c hi ck en b on es w it h m y e ar ."

O zm a s mi le d. " I' ll e nc ha nt y ou s o y ou w on 't be

h u ng ry u nt il y ou r l ip s are f ree again ," s he s ai d,

p ut ti ng h er arm aro un d h er l it tl e m ai d. " No w w e

m us t h ur ry w it h m y d ress in g, f or s oo n i t w il l b e t im e

f or t he p ar ade. "

" Ye s, d ea r O zm a, " J el li a s ai d o ut o f h er e ar .



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T he d re ss o f s il ve r a nd g ol d w as d ra wn a bo ut

O zm a, a nd e me ra ld b ra ce le ts w er e p ut a ro un d h er

w ri st . T he emerald cro wn t hat h el d t he m ag ic n am e

of OZ wa s pl ace d on he r hea d.

" Yo u are v er y b eaut if ul ," G li nd a t he G oo d s ai d

admiringly.

T he re w er e s ti ll a f ew m in ut es b ef or e t he p ar ad e.

" I wi ll look a t the ma gi c pi ctur e t o se e wha t is

happening in all my countries," Ozma said.

Oz ma went to the wal l a nd drew a heavy cord

t her e. S om e t hi ck v el vet cur t ai ns d rew apart , and

a m ag ic p ictu re w as r eveal ed . T hi s p ictu re s ho wed

every th in g t hat w as h ap peni ng i n t he L an d o f O z.

Oz ma s mi le d a s s he s aw a p ea ce fu l c ou nt ry s ce ne ,

fo r t hi s m ea nt t ha t t he re w as p ea ce a nd h ap pi ne ss

everywhere in her kingdom.

S ud denl y t he s mi le w en t f ro m O zm a' s f ace, and

s he l ean ed clo ser t o t he p ictu re. S om et hi ng w as

w ro ng . S he l oo ke d a nd l oo ke d. T he re w as a f ar -

a wa y s pe ck i n t he p ic tu re , a nd t he l on ge r s he l oo ke d,

t he b ig ge r i t g ot . F in al ly i t w as n o l on ge r a s pe ck ,

but a gi rl . I n he r ma gi c wa y, Oz ma c oul d s ee w he re

she c am e f ro m but s he c ou ld no t t el l who s he wa s.

"A girl from U.S.A. is on her way to Oz. I wonde r

w ho s he c an b e? " s ai d O zm a, " Sh e m us t h av e m ag ic

po wers t o g et t hr ou gh t he b ar ri er s ur ro un di ng O z.



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l ive on t he f ar m ne xt t o our s i n Ka ns as . Onl y Na nc y

D ew h ad bl ac k ha ir , a nd t hi s gi rl' s ha ir i s r ed. A nd

Na nc y D ew h ad br own e ye s, a nd t hi s g ir l' s e ye s a re

gr ee n. And N anc y D ew ha d a s we et s mi le , but t hi s

gi rl looks as cross as a hen whos e eggs ha ve bee n

s to len f ro m h er n es t. "

" Land s ak es !" A un t E m exclaim ed . " Ho w can y ou

s a y t he y l oo k a li ke , t he n? A nd a ny wa y, N an cy D ew

mu st be g row n up b y no w. Ma yb e t he W iz ar d kn ow s

who s he i s. He t ra ve le d a ll ove r t he U. S. A. wh en

he wa s a pl ai n m agi ci an. H e know s a lo t of pe op le ."

Th er e w as a k no ck a t t he d oo r. " Com e i n," s ai d

Ozma.

T he W iz ar d o f O z e nt er ed . He w as a s hor t, r ou nd

m an , w it h a r ud dy f ac e, a b ri sk m an ne r, a nd a t wi nk le

i n h is e ye .

"I w as t ry in g o ut m y l at es t i nv en ti on , t he t el e-

t a bl e, j us t n ow , a nd h ea rd y ou t al ki ng a bo ut m e.

S o I c ame r igh t d own , wi th out s top pi ng t o pu t on a

disguise," said the Wizard.

" I' m g lad y ou h ur ri ed ," s ai d O zm a, " fo r s om e-

t hi ng u nu su al i s h ap peni ng . W il l y ou l oo k at t he

m ag ic p ictu re and t el l m e w heth er y ou k no w t hat

girl?"

The W iz ar d s te pp ed u p a nd l oo ke d ha rd a t t he

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can't undo."

" I w on 't d en y any on e' s w is h o n m y b ir th day, "

s ai d O zm a, s mi li ng . " I' ll l et h er c om e a nd h op e s he

w on 't m ak e t oo m uch t ro ub le."

U ncle H en ry s mi led. " A g oo d s pank in g b ef or e

e ve ry m ea l w ou ld t ea ch h er t o b eh av e. "

"Spankings are old-fashioned," Aunt Em put in.

" Wha t I s ay a bout m ea n f ol ks i s, l et the m ge t i nt o

all t he t ro ub le t hey can u nt il t hey l earn t hat m ak in g

trouble isn't any fun."

Ozma stood thinking. Finally she said, "I think

y ou are r ig ht , A un t E m. "

J el li a J am b t ho ug ht i t wa s t im e f or h er t o g iv e

s om e a dv ic e. S he b eg an t o t al k o ut o f h er e ar ,

" Tr ou bl e h as s tar ted alr eady . I t s tar ted w it h m e- "

S he be ga n t o w ee p s ug ar y t ea rs .

A s t he t ea rs h it t he f lo or t he y h ar de ne d t o c ry st al

can di es . J el li a J am b cou ld n ot s to p w eepi ng . T he

s ug ar t ears p ou red u nt il t he f lo or w as p il ed h ig h

with candy.

Ozma summoned another maid-in-waiting and

as ked he r to wade in and shovel up the ca ndy The

ma id p us he d t he c an dy o ut o f t he w in do w. T he

peop le o ut si de cau gh t i t and l au gh ed and s ho ut ed ,

fo r t he re w as n ot hi ng t as ti er i n a ll O z t ha n t ea r-

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"N ow , t he n, " s ai d O zm a, " on t o t he p ar ad e. W e' ll

kno w wha t t o d o a bo ut t he gi rl f ro m t he U .S .A . w he n

sh e g et s h er e. "

C HA PT ER 3

Ozma's Birthday Parade

F RO M t he b al co ny o f t he p al ac e, O zm a l oo ke d d ow n

on t he p eo pl e be lo w. O n e it he r s id e of he r s too d

G li nd a and D or ot hy . F ro m S tr awb er r y S tr eet t o

Banana Boulevard, the loyal subjects were thickly

cro wd ed . T hei r r ed , p ur pl e, y el lo w, and b lu e f aces

l o ok ed l ik e b lo ss om s i n a f lo we r b ed .

"What a lovely sight," said Ozma, lifting her hand.

S he f el t s o ha ppy t ha t s he f or got t he gi rl w ho wa s

com in g f ro m t he U .S .A .

A t t he f ar e nd o f B an an a B ou le va rd s he c ou ld

s ee t he o ld S ol di er w it h t he G reen W hi sk er s p layi ng

emerald m ar bl es w it h a b lu e M un ch ki n b oy .

" I h at e t o s po il t he ir g am e, " O zm a s ai d, " but t he

parade must begin."

S he p ut h er h an d t o h er m ag ic b el t a nd t ho ug ht ,

" Want ow in B at tl es , app ear at m y s id e. "



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s he s aw s omet hi ng go up i n t he ai r.

" Wh at i s h ap pe ni ng - m or e t ro ub le ?" s he e x-

Iclaimed.

D or ot hy s mi led and s ai d, " Do n' t w or ry , O zm a.

Y ou 'r e g oi ng t o l ik e t hi s. "

Oz ma l oo ke d a ga in a nd s aw t ha t i t wa s t he d ra gon

r idi ng t o t he t ops o f t he s kys cr ape rs a nd i nt o t he

oz -o ne . T he re h e s to pp ed , o pe ne d t he o zb es to z b ox ,

a nd f re ed h is f ie ry b re at h. T he n h e w ro te i n l et te rs

o f s mo ke a cr os s t he s ky :

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, DEAR OZMA

T he re w as a t hu nd er cl ap o f a pp la us e f ro m t he

p eo pl e. O zm a s mi led i n d el ig ht . T he d rago n cau gh t

hi s br ea th s af el y i nt o t he b ox a nd t ur ne d b ac k t o

earth.

Th e p ar ad e m ov ed on . O zma s ai d t o t he S ol di er

wi th the Gr ee n Whi ske rs , "I t i s ti me f or me to ge t

into my carriage."

"Yes, your majesty."

H e r ai sed h is t ru mp et t o h is l ip s- TA -R A- TA -T A!

Fr om b eh in d t he l ar ge s od a f ou nt ai n t hat b ub bl ed

i n t he c en te r o f t he c it y ( wh er e a ny on e c ou ld h el p

h i ms el f t o s oda s w he n h e f el t l ik e i t) c am e O zm a' s

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face.

" Su rr en de r t o t he A rm y o f O z ! "

J en ny w as t oo f ri gh te ne d t o b e a ng ry . S he b eg an

t o c ry .

"I t ho ug ht all t hi s cel eb rati on w as f or m e, " s he

said.

T he m or e s he c ri ed , t he b ra ve r t he A rm y b ec am e.

" Y ou 'l l b e l ocked i n t he d un geon o f o bl iv io n f or

t hi s, " h e s ai d s tern ly . J en ny t ho ug ht i t m us t b e all

o ve r f or h er . T he A rm y s ei ze d h er a rm .

" Th is i s t he end o f m e, " t ho ug ht J en ny . B ut j us t

t he n s he h ea rd a v oi ce s pe ak in g s of tl y, y et s o c le ar ly ,

t ha t i t c ou ld b e h ea rd t hr ou gh a ll t he c it y.

" My g ood Ar my! I s t hi s t he wa y t o t re at a vi si-

tor?"

T he S ol di er d ro pp ed J en ny 's ar m. J enn y l oo ked

o ut . T he re , c lo se t o t he c ar ri ag e, s to od t he l ov el ie st

g ir l s he h ad e ve r s ee n.

" I a m s or ry , m y d ea r, t ha t y ou w er e f ri gh te ne d.

M y A rm y t ho ug ht y ou w er e t ak in g m y car ri ag e. "

" I' ll g et o ut ," J en ny s ai d, v er y t hank fu l t hat

n ot hi ng w as g oi ng t o h ap pe n t o h er .

" Oh, no. You m us t s ta y a nd r ide wi th me a nd

my f ri ends . Thi s i s t he La nd of O z, a nd you a re

my guest."

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of sight.

"Man overboard!" yelled the Army.

" O h, w e m us t g et h im b ack! " exclaim ed P ri nces s

Dorothy.

" I' ll g et h im ," s ai d J en ny J um p. S he s to od u p a nd

s t am ped h er f ai r y f oo t and b ou nd ed s t raig ht u p.

P as si ng t he p al ac e s pi re s, s he c am e t o t he t op s o f

t he s ky scrapers . T hese w er e b us il y s cr api ng t he s ky

cl ea n o f a ll t he h at s.

The boy was s til l on hi s wa y up. Je nny ga ve he r

f ai ry f oo t a n e xt ra k ic k, c au gh t hi m b y t he h ee l,

an d b eg an t o d ro p.

S he d ro pp ed i nt o t he car ri age, and t he M un ch ki n

b oy t um bl ed i nt o h er l ap .

T he A rm y s ig hed w it h r el ief. " Wh at a b ro ad

es cap e! " h e s aid .

T he p eo pl e w av ed t heir f lags and cheer ed again ,

a nd t hi s t im e t he ir c he er s w er e f or J en ny .

"Why," thought Jenny, "they are cheering me

j us t a s i f I we re t he ir que en." A nd s he f el t pr oud

of herself.

Ozma s ai d g raci ou sl y, " Yo u d id a v er y b rave t hi ng ,

d ear, and we a ll thank you. I s ee tha t in your c as e

t he p ract icin g o f a l it tl e m ag ic n ow and t hen w il l

h av e t o b e e xc us ed . W ha t i s y ou r n am e? "

" J en ny J um p, " t he g ir l s ai d, g iv in g t he b oy a



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push t o r emi nd him tha t he wa sn' t t o s it in he r l ap

a ll da y. He t ur ne d t o J enny a s he c li mb ed out , "M y

n ame i s N um ber N in e. Y ou r h um bl e s er vant ." H is

e ye s w er e f ul l of a w ar m b lu e l ig ht .

T he p ar ad e m ov ed t ow ar d t he c it y g at e. T he G ua rd -

i an o f t he G at e b ow ed l ow a s Oz ma 's c ar ri ag e p as se d.

O ut si de t he c it y w al l, t he p ar ad er s m ou nt ed t he n ew

o zealato r, a m ov in g r oad, and s eat ed t hems elv es o n

comfortable chairs.

The roa d ha d be en i nve nte d by Mr . O z Q . La te r, a

clever Q uadl in g. T he W izar d h ad t ho ug ht o f i t f ir st ,

b ut ha d l eft t he ma ki ng of it t o La te r.

T he r oad s li d s ou th ward i nt o t he Q uadl in g cou nt ry .

H er e ever yt hi ng w as r ed . J enn y l oo ked aro un d i n

a st on is hm en t. S he h ad n ev er s ee n f ie ld s o f r ed c or n,

r ed c ar ro ts , r ed c uc um be rs ; o r r ed c ow s, r ed r iv er s,

an d r ed h ays t ack s.

A t t he e nd o f t he Q ua dl in g c ou nt ry , t he o zc al at or

s to pp ed a nd G li nd a t he G oo d w it h a ll h er p eo pl e,

g ot o ff .

"Goodbye, and happy birthday," Glinda called, and

h er p eo pl e w av ed a s t he o zc al at or m ov ed o n.

I t t ur ned t o t he E as t. J en ny f ou nd h er self r id in g

through the land of the Winkies, where everything

w as y el lo w. T here w er e m an y t rees b eari ng y el lo w



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P lu ms , and t here w er e y el lo w g rapes, w at er melo ns ,

and b lack berr ies. T he f ru it t rees b ow ed i n g reet in g

t o t he Q ue en , a nd s ho ok f ru it i nt o t he p eo pl e' s l ap s.

A f ter awh il e t he W in ki es l ef t t he o zcal at or and

f ol lo wed t heir T in W oo dm an emp er or b ack t o t heir

homes.

At t he b ou nd ar y o f t he G il li ki n cou nt ry , t he o zca-

l at or j ar re d t o a s to p w it h a s hr ie ki ng o f br ak es .

E ve ry on e s tr et ch ed h is n ec k t o s ee w ha t w as t he

m at ter, b ut o nl y t he g ir af fes cou ld s ee.

A p ur pl e- sp ec kl ed g ir af fe b en t h is h ea d b ac k t o

O zm a a nd s ai d, " Th e b ri dg e o ve r C re am R iv er i s

o ut . T he r iv er d oe sn 't k no w w he n t he b ri dg e w il l

be in. We may have to wait all day."

" We c an 't h ol d u p t he p ar ad e, " s ai d O zm a. " As k

C r eam R iv er t o chu rn ."

Th e g ir af fe g av e h er m es sa ge t o t he r iv er , a nd t he

r iv er b eg an t o c hu rn, un ti l t he ba nk s w er e p il ed w it h

lumps of butter.

" Sp re ad t he b ut te r, " o rd er ed O zm a. T wo s wo rd -

f i sh es l ef t t heir aqu ar iu m s eats t o o bey. U si ng t heir

s wo rd n os es , t he y s pr ea d t he b ut te r s mo ot hl y o ve r

t he r iv er a nd m ad e a n ew b ri dg e. O zm a t ha nk ed

t he m, a nd t he o zc al at or s li d e as il y o ve r t he b ut te r

b ri dg e, i nt o t he p ur pl e l an d o f t he G il li ki ns .

J en ny b reat hed t he p ur pl e air w it h d el ig ht .



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" I' d l ik e t o l iv e i n O z f or ev er !" s he exclaim ed .

" Yo u ma y d o s o, " a ns we re d Oz ma . " St ay o n a s

my subject."

" I' d r at he r b e a Q ue en t ha n a s ub je ct ," J enn y s ai d,

t hi nk in g h ow w on derf ul i t w ou ld b e t o l iv e i n a

p al ac e a nd h av e s er vi ng m ai ds a nd a p ri va te a rm y.

" Wh en i s t he n ex t elect io n f or t he R ul er sh ip ?" s he

asked.

" Qu eens ar en 't elected, y ou k no w, " D or ot hy s aid .

" Th ey i nh er it t heir t hr on es , and r em ai n i n t hem as

l on g as t hey l ik e. "

"What!" exclaimed Jenny in surprise. "Don't the

p eo pl e h av e v ot es?"

D or ot hy s ho ok h er h ead. " Th is i sn 't t he U .S .A .

Everything is different in Oz."

"This is very interesting," said Ozma. "What is

a v ot e?"

"A piece of paper with an X on it," Jenny ex-

p lain ed , p ro ud t hat s he cou ld t each O zm a s om et hi ng .

"There, you see?" Dorothy exclaimed triumphantly.

" We c ou ldn 't ha ve vo te s i n Oz b ec aus e X s ta nds f or

t he u nk no wn , and every on e k no ws t hat O zm a w ou ld

b e el ect ed ."

Ozma laughed in her silvery voice. "Thank you,

D or ot hy d ea r. B ut t hi s e le ct io n i de a p le as es m e v er y



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m uch. I t m ig ht amu se m y p eo pl e t o h ol d an elect io n. "

" Bu t w e can 't h av e an elect io n w it ho ut s om eo ne

t o r un again st y ou ," D or ot hy o bj ected.

O zm a t ur ne d t o J en ny . " Wo ul d y ou , a s a p er so na l

f av or t o m e, r un a ga in st m e? T he n o ur e le ct io n i s

s ur e t o be a s uc ce ss ."

J en ny w as d el ig ht ed . " I cer tain ly w il l. B ut I w ar n

y ou, I s ha ll t ry t o ge t a ll t he vo te s a nd b ec om e

Ruler."

" If m y p eo pl e w ou ld r at he r ha ve y ou , t he n y ou

s ho ul d b e t he ir R ul er ," O zm a s ai d. " Bu t l et u s n ot

d is cu ss i t any m or e n ow ."

A t t hi s p oi nt t he o zc al at or s to pp ed t o l et o ff t he

Gillikins. When it started again, Jenny looked

a ro und a nd s aw t ha t t he y w er e i n t he bl ue l and of

t he M un ch ki ns . S mall r ou nd h ou ses w er e s et i n n eat

l aw ns o f b lu e g rass w it h m an y f or get- me-n ot s. T he

c ou nt ry l oo ke d s o p re tt y t ha t J en ny w an te d t o s ta y

in it awhile.

J us t t he n s he h ea rd a v oi ce b es id e t he c ar ri ag e

s ay, " Je nny, w on' t you c ome t o my ho us e f or s up-

per?"

L oo ki ng d ow n, s he s aw N um ber N in e. H is i nv it a-

t io n ha d c om e j us t i n t im e. S he m ig ht h av e s up pe r

a t h is ho us e a nd s le ep t he re , t oo .

T he o zcal at or s to pp ed t o l et t he M un ch ki ns o ff .



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question.

W he n h e ha d b ee n a ske d, " Di d y ou e ve r? " a nd

" Ho w g oe s i t? " a nd " Wh at 's u p? " t he b ab y b eg an

t o s hr i ek .

T he M un ch ki n m ot he r r an a nd p ic ke d i t u p.

" T here, t here, m y f ou rt eeny o ne," s he s oo th ed . B ut

t h e b ab y k ep t s hr ieki ng .

"Something has frightened her," the woman said

t o he r h us ba nd . " Se e i f s om eo ne i s a t t he doo r. "

J en ny w as s it ti ng n earest t he d oo r. " I' ll o pen i t, "

sh e s ai d. S he go t u p, r ea ch ed f or t he h an dl e, a n

p u ll ed t he d oo r o pe n.

A Voi ce s ai d, " Is t he M an he re ?"

J en ny l oo ked o ut i n every d ir ecti on , b ut s ai d

nothing.

N u mb er N in e l oo ke d o ut , t oo .

" I' ve b een l oo ki ng f or h im s in ce t he l as t col d s pell ,'

t he Voi ce s aid. I t was a t ir ed, s ad voi ce.

" Bu t w ho a re y ou ?" J en ny a sk ed , f or s he c ou ld s ee

no o ne .

"I am the Voice That Lost His Man. May I come

i n? I 'm v er y t ir ed o f w an deri ng ."

" I s up po se s o, " s ai d J en ny , o pe ni ng t he d oo r w id er .

T wo s ec on ds l at er t he V oi ce s ai d f ro m i ns id e,

a c ro ss t he r oo m, " Th an k y ou . T hi s i s s o c om fo rt -

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" Whe re a re y ou? I c an 't s ee y ou, " s he s ai d.

" Ri gh t h er e, b y t he f ir ep lace. T he eveni ng w as

getting chilly, you know."

The Munchkin family were staring toward the

p la ce f ro m w he re t he V oi ce c am e.

" Wi ll y ou h av e s om e s up per?" t he m ot her ask ed .

"No, tha nk you. I t's not I , but my Ma n who gets

hung ry. O h, h ow I wi sh I c oul d f in d h im !"

"W he re d id h e g o? " a sk ed t he f ar me r.

" If I k ne w t ha t, w ou ld n' t I g o a ft er h im ?" a sk ed

t h e V oi ce s harp ly . T hen i t s ig hed.

"H e n ev er s ho ul d h av e g on e f is hi ng i n a d raft . A ll

he c au gh t wa s a C ol d! U gh ! A n as ty c re at ur e wa s

t ha t C ol d. S li my a nd w at er y a s a n o ys te r w it ho ut a

s he ll . D o y ou k no w w ha t t ha t n as ty C ol d d id ?"

" Wh at d id i t d o?" J en ny ask ed cur io us ly .

T he V oi ce r os e t o a n a ng ry s hr ie k.

" It c re pt i nt o m y M an 's t hr oa t a nd f il le d i t s o f ul l

t ha t I wa s pu she d out . Whe n I f el l out , t he m oon

We nt be hind a cl oud a nd it got t oo da rk t o se e any-

thi ng . I t ri ed t o f ol lo w m y M an , h op ing f or a c ha nc e

to sl ip bac k i nt o hi s thr oa t. But it was too dar k. So

I l os t h im ."

T he V oi ce b eg an t o s ob , a nd t ha t s ta rt ed B ab y

Fourteen sobbing.



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t hi s w as n ot j us t a p la in o ld r ui n, b ut s om et hi ng m or e

important.

"W hy are y ou s to pp in g?" ask ed N um ber N in e.

" Co me , w e a re g oi ng t o e xp lo re ," s ai d J en ny .

B ut N um be r N in e h un g. b ac k. " Be tt er s ta y a wa y

f ro m t ha t, " h e s ai d. " Th at i s w he re a m ag ic ia n u se d

t o p ra ct ic e f or bi dd en m ag ic . O ne d ay h is h ou se b le w

u p, a nd h e w as b lo wn t o K in gd om C om e. "

J en ny 's cur io si ty b ecam e all t he g reat er . " Co me

o n ," s he s ai d.

B ut N um ber N in e w ou ld n' t b ud ge. J en ny 's ang er

b ega n t o gr ow. T hi s wa s t he f ir st t ime s he h ad be en

an gr y i n O z.

" Do a s I t el l y ou! D idn' t you s ay, a ft er I s av ed

Y ou f rom the s ky, th at you we re my hu mbl e s er -

vant?"

N um be r N in e h ad n ev er s ee n a ny on e a ng ry b e-

fore. He stammered, "All right, Jenny. Whatever

you say."

J enny l ed t he w ay t ow ar d t he r ui n. A s s he c ame

n ea r, s he s aw m an y o ld r us te d t oo ls , b ro ke n c op pe r

p ot s, a nd p ar ts o f c ha in s h al f h id de n i n t he g ra ss .

T he c hi mn ey of t he h ou se a nd pa rt of a h ig h w al l

w er e s ti ll s ta nd in g. I n t hi s w al l w as a r ic ke ty o ld

t u rn st il e. T he t ur ns ti le s er ved as t he g at e i nt o

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" Co me o n, w e' re g oi ng t hr ou gh t hat s ti le," s ai d

J enn y, an d s t ar t ed f or w ar d .

N um be r N in e w as t oo f ri gh te ne d t o o be y. J en ny

k ep t o n. W he n s he t ou ch ed t he t ur ns ti le , i t w ob bl ed

an d a lm os t f el l a pa rt . J en ny b en t f or wa rd t o s ee

how safe it was to turn it, and as she did so, her hat

fell through the stile.

"Leaping Leprechauns!" said Jenny, staring at her

ha t t ha t l ay on t he ot he r s id e of t he s til e.

Before falling through the turnstile, it had been

a b at te re d o ld h at w it ho ut a ny d ec or at io n. N ow i t

w as l ov el y and n ew , w it h a s of t b lu e f eath er cur li ng

ar o un d t he b ri m.

" Now , wh at h av e I d on e t o d es er ve a f ea the r i n

m y c ap ?" s he a sk ed . " It w as t he t ur n- st yl e t ha t d id

i t. I t r eall y d oes t ur n s ty les. "

S he s tu di ed t he t ur n- st yl e t hat h ad o nce b el on ged

to the Munchkin magician. She couldn't see anything

magical about its rusty frame.

" Bu t i t c ha nge d m y ha t. W ha t w il l ha ppe n i f I

g o t hr ou gh i t?" s he t ho ug ht . " I w on 't k no w u nt il

I've tried."

Saying this, Jenny pushed herself through the

turn-style

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s el f i n a ma ze me nt . Th is t im e h er h at wa s a p oi nt ed

O ne w it h l it tl e b el ls aro un d t he b ri m. H er t at tered

gr ey c ape ha d be com e b ri ght b lu e a nd ne w. H er

s ho es h ad n ew s hi ni ng b uckl es and t ur ned- up t oes .

H er o ld d re ss h ad d is ap pe ar ed , a nd s he w as w ea ri ng

an entire blue Munchkin costume.

"Number Nine, Number Nine," she called excitedly,

" do y ou l ik e m y n ew s ty le?"

T he b oy cam e clo ser. " Wh y, y ou 'r e b eaut if ul ,

J en ny . H ow d id y ou d o i t? "

" Th is i s a m ag ic t ur n- st yl e, " J en ny s ai d. " I b e-

l ieve i t w il l m ak e m y f or tu ne. R un h om e and f et ch

a wheelbarrow!"

"Y ou d on 't w an t t ha t o ld p ie ce o f j un k! " s ai d

Number Nine.

J en ny g rew ang ry again . " Do as y ou 'r e t ol d, " s he

ordered. "Remember, you are my humble servant."

N um be r N in e r an o ff , a nd J en ny b eg an t o t ak e

t he t ur n- st yl e a pa rt . I t w as h ar d w or k, b ut J en ny 's

f ai ry f in ge rs w er e s tr on g. W he n s he h ad t ak en t he

t ur n- st yl e t o p ie ce s, t he b oy r et ur ne d w it h a w he el -

barrow.

J en ny l oaded t he t ur n- st yl e p ieces o n t he w heel -

ba rr ow a nd o rd er ed N um be r N in e t o t ru nd le i t.

W he n h e g re w t ir ed , s he p ut he r f ai ry f in ge rs t o i t

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"I d on 't k no w w ha t y ou w an t t hi s j un k f or ," N um -

ber Nine grumbled.

" I a m goi ng to ope n a Styl e Shop in t he Eme ra ld

Ci ty . I a lwa ys wa nt ed t o be m y o wn bo ss . A nd yo u

sh al l b e m y o ff ice b oy !" s ai d J en ny .

She walked more swiftly. "Hurry, hurry!" she

exclaimed. "My fortune is waiting for me."

C HA PT ER 7

T he H ou se w it h t he S tr aw berr y R oo f

I T W AS h ig h n oo n w he n J en ny a nd N um be r N ine ,

trundling the wheelbarrow, approached the great

wa ll o f t he E me ra ld C it y. Th is wa ll wa s b ui lt o f

p ri cel es s emer al ds , cut and p ol is hed. W hen t he s un -

l ig ht s tr uck t hem, t hey r ef lect ed a s of t g reen l ig ht .

A bo ve t he w al l w as t he t ow er f ro m w hi ch t he

G ua rd ia n o f t he G at e w at ch ed a ll w ho c am e a nd

we nt A s J enn y a nd N um be r Ni ne d re w ne ar , t he

o ld G uard ian cam e d ow n t o w el co me t hem.

" Hail and g reet in g, l it tl e l ad y! " H e b ow ed l ow

t o J en ny . " We lc om e t o t he W on de r C it y o f O z, r ul ed

o ve r b y t he m os t g ra ci ou s f ai ry , Q ue en O zm a,

s up re me R ul er o f t he N or th , E as t, S ou th , a nd W es t.



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w it h s ta tu es i n m ar bl e a nd s ap ph ir e, t re es w it h d e-

licious fruit hanging from the branches, and cool

f ou nt ai ns t hat g av e o ff a f ragr an ce.

T he s tr eets w er e ali ve w it h v is it or s f ro m t he f ou r

c ou nt ri es o f O z, d re ss ed i n r ed , y el lo w, p ur pl e, a nd

blue costumes.

At t he c or ne r t he y t ur ne d r ight a nd c am e t o a

row of ho us es . I t wa s e as y t o t el l t he e mp ty ho us es

b y t he ir v ac an t e xp re ss io ns . T he f ac es o f s om e o f

t he h ou ses w er e n ot f ri en dl y t o J en ny . F in al ly , d e-

c id in g t o t ry o ne a ny wa y, s he s ai d t o N um be r N in e,

" Wa it h er e. I 'm g oi ng t o t ry t hi s h ous e. " Sh e

po in te d t o a g re en c ot ta ge .

She went up the s tairs a nd put her ha nd on t he

k no b. T he d oo r r ef us ed t o o pe n. T he h in ge s s ti ff en ed

themselves. The windows clamped themselves tight.

T he d oo rb el l w ou ld n ot r ing . T he g ab le o f t he h ou se

frowned.

Jenn y b acked away. T hi s h ou se cer tain ly d id n ot

w an t h er . T hey w en t o n, cro ss in g P ud di ng P lace,

C el ery S tr eet , and D ou gh nu t D ri ve. O n t he cor ner

o f S tr awb er ry S tr eet and B an an a B ou levar d, w hi ch

wa s t he b us ie st p ar t of t ow n, J enny s aw a h ous e w it h

a r oo f ma de o f s tr awb er ri es . I t h ad a v ac ant s mi le

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As s oon a s t he la st bolt had bee n put in pl ac e, and

t he t ur n- st yl e s to od a ll in one pi ec e, t he r us t on i t

v ani sh ed . I t s ho ne w it h b lu e and y el lo w enamel, i n

t he m os t m od er n d es ig n.

N ow J en ny s aw t hat i ts f ou r arm s, ext en di ng l ik e

t he s po ke s o f a w he el , w er e m ar ke d S IZ E, C OL OR ,

M AT ER IA L, S TY LE . A lo ng e ac h a rm w as a r ow

of buttons marked with various colors, materials,

s i zes, and s ty les.

J en ny t ou ch ed t he w al ls w it h h er f ai ry f in gers and

r ow s o f s he lv es a pp ea re d. T he n s he n am ed t he t hi ng s

s h e n ee de d a nd t he s he lv es b ec am e l oa de d w it h b ol ts

o f c lo th o f e ve ry c ol or a nd m at er ia l. A c ou nt er ,

e qu ip pe d w it h w ra pp in g p ap er , a pp ea re d a t o ne e nd

o f t he s ho p.

J en ny j um ped w it h d el ig ht . S he h ad a r eal S ty le

Shop.

Bu t t he o ff ic e b oy w as f as t a sl ee p. J en ny g re w

a ng ry . S he j er ke d h im o ut o f h is s ea t.

" Wh er e a re y ou go ing t o l iv e? " s he a ske d hi m.

T he o ff ice b oy y aw ned. " Ah -h um . W it h m y

U nc le , I s up po se . He i s a n e me ra ld c ut te r a nd h as

a s ho p o n P ud di ng P la ce ."

T he b oy f el l asl eep o n h is f eet. S uch l azin es s w ou ld

n ev er d o. J en ny p ul led h im aro un d and o rd er ed h im



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t o m ak e a s ig n f or t he s ho p- -t he b ig ge st s ig n t he re

e ver was in Oz.

J EN NY J UM P

STYLIST

Number Nine shuffled out sleepily and returned a

couple of hours later with some painting materials.

He w as c he er ie r n ow , f or h e h ad s to ppe d a nd h el pe d

hi ms el f t o s ix p in eapp le o zcream s od as and t hr ee

b an an a n ut s un da es a t t he p ub li c s od a f ou nt ai n. H e

was whistling loudly and tunelessly.

Al l t he t ime t ha t he w or ke d a t th e s ign, he k ept

w hi st li ng . H is h an ds m ov ed s o s lo wl y t hat J en ny l os t

he r p at ie nc e. G oi ng t o t he s he lf , s he t oo k do wn a b ol t

o f c lo th . W it h h er f ai ry f in ge rs s he t ra ce d o n i t,

an d s ev er al y ar ds cut t hems el ves o ff .

T he re w er e n o s ci ss or s, n ee dl e, o r t hr ea d i n t he

s hop . J en ny d id no t n ee d a ny. W it h h er f ai ry f in ge rs

s he o ut li ne d t he d es ig n o f a p ai r o f b re ec he s T he

c lo th c ut i ts el f i nt o t ha t d es ig n. T he n s he r an h er

fair y f in gers alo ng t he edg es , and t he clo th j oi ned

itself into seams.

J u st b ef or e t he s ea ms w er e c lo se d, J en ny r ea ch ed

i nt o t he a ir a nd c au gh t a ha nd fu l o f t he l ou d n ot es

t ha t t he b oy w as w hi st li ng . S he f as te ne d t he n ot es



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in to t he s ea ms o f t he b re ec he s.

"T hr ou gh t he s ty le y ou g o, " s he o rd er ed h er o ff ice

b oy . H e j um ped u p w il li ng ly , p leas ed w it h t he i dea

o f o wn in g a n ew p ai r o f t ro us er s.

N o s oo ne r h ad h e g on e t hr ou gh t he t ur n- st yl e, t ha n

h e f ou nd h im self clo th ed i n t he b reeches t hat J en ny

h a d j us t m ad e. T he y e xt en de d a ro un d h im l ik e a

balloon, with wide green stripes running down the

o ut si de s ea ms . I n t he se s ea ms w er e f as te ne d f ou r

s hr il l w hi st les- th e s am e s ou nd s h e h ad j us t b een

whistling.

" Th an ks , B os s. N ow I t hi nk I 'l l s it d ow n a nd r es t

aw hi le," s ai d t he b oy .

"Just try resting during working hours," said

Jenny.

W hen N um ber N in e l ow er ed h im self i nt o h is chair ,

t he b reeches w hi st led s hr il ly . T he b oy j um ped u p,

s lapp in g at t he b reeches. T hey w en t o n w hi st li ng .

H e c la pp ed h is h an ds o ve r t wo o f t he w hi st le s, b ut

t he o th er t wo w hi st les o nl y s hr ieked l ou der.

Jenny nodded with satisfaction. "Those whistle-

b reeches w il l r em in d y ou n ot t o l oaf. N ow , h us tl e

out a nd ge t you rs el f a dr um a nd dr um up s ome

business."

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pills.

" WH OA !" s ou nd ed o ut si de t he w in do w. T her e w as

a c la tt er in g o f h oo ve s o n t he c ol le ge s te ps .

The Professor hastily distributed alphabet blocks

" Mi nd y ou r P 's a nd Q 's w hi le I e xa mi ne t he c au se

of this unseemly disturbance," he said in his dignified

voice.

J u st t he n t hr ou gh t he d oo r c la tt er ed t he S aw -

h or se o f O z c ar ry in g J ac k P um pk in he ad , w ho h ad

a not e i n hi s hand.

Th e s ch ol ar s s to od u p t o g iv e t he c ol le ge y el l o f

welcome:

"Nix, nox

W ea r y ou r s ox ;

Ta ke a pi ll

W hen y ou r b rain i s s ti ll .

Punpkinhead, Pumpkinhead-Rah! Rah! Rah!"

J ac k n od de d a nd g ri nne d ba ck a t a ll of t he m.

" Go od m or ni ng , J ack P um pk in head ," s ai d t he P ro -

f es so r w he n t he c he er w as e nde d. " Is t ha t no te f or

me?"

J ack P um pk in head k ep t o n s mi li ng . H e d id n ot

s to p s mi li ng , f or t he s mi le w as c ar ve d i n hi s h ea d.

" Ye s. Q ue en O zm a s en t i t t o y ou ."

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t o h er t hr on e w er e h er f ri en ds , P ri nc es s D or ot hy , t he

S ca re cr ow , K in g o f t he M un ch ki ns , t he T in W oo d w oo d-

m an , E mp er or o f t he W in ki es , a nd G li nd a t he G oo d

S or cer es s, R ul er o f t he Q uadl i ng s.

A s t he P ro fe ss or c li mb ed d ow n, t he S aw ho rs e a nd

Jack Pumpkinhead departed.

"Greetings, Professor Wogglebug," Ozma said. "I

h av e s um mo ne d y ou a nd a ll t he r ul er s o f t he c ou n-

t ri es o f Oz . I ne ed y ou r a dvi ce a bout a n e le ct ion

b e he ld i n Oz . T he o nl y r ul er w ho c annot be pr es ent

is JoKing of the Gillikins."

Th e P ro fe ss or p ut o n h is s pe ct ac le s a nd h is m os t

important expression.

"Hum, hum," he said wisely.

Ozma went on, "I have been Queen of Oz a l ong

t im e. I t i s o nl y f ai r t o l et t he p eo pl e d ec id e w he th er

t hey w an t m e t o con ti nu e. T herefo re I am h ol di ng

an election."

The Wogglebug interrupted. "Your Majesty, ac-

c or di ng t o m y l at es t di ct ion ar y, t he re i s n o s uc h

w or d. W ha t y ou u nd ou bt ed ly m ea n t o h ol d i s a n

ozlection."

T he T in W oo dm an a nd t he S ca re cr ow g ot t o t he ir

feet.

" We s t an d cor rected, " t hey s aid t og et her .



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O zm a con ti nu ed , " I h av e i nv it ed J en ny J um p t o

r un a ga in st m e. A nd n ow y ou m us t h el p m e p la n t he

other details of this ozlection."

"Ahem, humph!" The Wogglebug again brought

att en ti on t o h im self . " Th is w il l b e t he m os t i m-

p or tant event o f Y ou r M aj es ty 's r eig n. O nl y t ho se

of ma n a ge s houl d vo te . I s ha ll be gl ad t o ma n- ag e

the ozlection for you."

" Very w el l, y ou b e m y o zl ecti on m an -ager, " O zm a

s ai d. " Bu t t he c hi ld re n m us t b e a ll ow ed t o v ot e, a ls o,

or t hey' ll f eel b ad . T hey cou ld h av e l it tl e v ot es ."

D or ot hy g ot u p f ro m h er c ha ir a nd m ov ed c lo se r t o

t he C ow ar dl y L io n. S he b eg an cur li ng h is m an e as

she listened.

" Wh at s ha ll w e u se f or v ot es ?" O zm a s ai d, l oo k-

i n g aro un d at every on e.

" Um br el las, " s ai d t he S carecr ow . " Th ey 'd k eep u s

safe from an unwelcome reign."

" No ," o bj ect ed t h e P ro fes so r, " s om e p eo pl e h av e

m or e t ha n o ne u mb re ll a, a nd a p er so n c an h av e

only one vote."

" We ll , I 'l l h av e t o t hi nk h ar de r, " s ai d t he S ca re -

c row, a nd t ur ne d h is f ac e t o t he wa ll . H e t houg ht s o

ha rd t ha t t he s tr aw b ul ge d o ut of hi s he ad.

" No ses, " t he T in W oo dm an s ai d. " Th ey 'r e eas y t o

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" Oz ma , I wa nt to ca st my vot e f or you r ight now."

S ay in g t hi s, G li nd a p la ce d h er d ai nt y r ed s ho e b e-

s id e t he t hr on e. D or ot hy , t he S ca re cr ow , a nd t he T in

W oo dm an t oo k o ff t he ir r ig ht s ho es a nd p la ce d t he m

beside Glinda's.

"L et m e w ar n y ou ," t he P ro fess or s ai d s ud denl y,

" th at l iv in g i n t he S an dy W as te o ut si de O z i s a s pe -

ci es o f s pi neles s s po ng es k no wn as H eelers . T hey

f ee d c hi ef ly o n v ot es . W he n t he se c re at ur es l ea rn o f

t he o zl ec ti on , t he y m ay t ry t o b re ak i nt o t he E me ra ld

C i ty a nd c ar ry o ff t he v ot es ."

" Jack P um pk in head s hall k eep t he v ot es s af e i n

t he o zo pl an e i n w hi ch h e l iv es . A nd t he S aw ho rs e,

w ho n ev er s le ep s, s ha ll h el p J ac k t o g ua rd t he v ot es ,"

declared Ozma.

T he W og gl eb ug b ow ed b ef or e O zm a a nd b ac ke d

h is wa y to the door .

" If t he re i s n o f ur th er n ee d of m y t al ent s, I s ha ll

r et ur n t o m y c ol le ge . I m us t wr it e a bo ok a bo ut t he

r ei gn of O zma t he Gr ea t u p t o t he oz le ct ion. Fo r

a ft er wa rd , w e d on 't k no w w ho o ur R ul er w il l b e! "

C HA PT ER 9

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N EW S TY LE S, f resh s ty les , s t yl es f or ever y

taste!"

N um ber N in e cam e d ow n C el er y S tr eet s ho ut in g

at the top of his voi ce.

" V is it J en ny J um p' s S ty le S ho p. H ot s ty les, coo l

s ty les, s ty les f or all t he f am il y and t he p et s! "

Th e o ff ic e b oy w as w or ki ng w el l. H e h ad b ee n

w or ki ng s in ce ear ly t hi s m or ni ng , and i t w as t im e

he h ad a r es t. I f he r et ur ne d t o h is U nc le 's h ou se

wi th ou t l et ti ng J en ny s ee h im , h e m ig ht t ak e a l on g,

s w e et n ap .

H is U ncle's b us in es s o f emerald cut ti ng w as d ul l,

f or there was no place left in all the city to put a

s in gl e emerald . S o h is U ncle s pent h is t im e w al ki ng

a bo ut t he c it y a nd a dm ir in g t he e me ra ld s h e h ad a l-

r ea dy c ut . T he h ou se w ou ld b e e mp ty , a nd N um be r

N in e t ho ug ht h e cou ld enj oy h is s leep u nd is tu rb ed .

He had forgotten that his whistlebreeches wouldn't

l et h im s leep .

"Ho hum!" he yawned, turning into Pudding Place,

w he re hi s U nc le 's ho us e s too d. A s s oo n a s h is s te ps

s lo we d, t he b re ec he s b eg an t o w hi st le . T he s lo we r h e

w en t, t he l ou de r t he y w hi st le d. B y t he t im e h e

r eached h is U ncle' s h ou se, t he b reech es s ou nd ed l ik e

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J us t a s Nu mb er N in e t ur ne d i n a t t he ga te , s om e-

o ne cau gh t h im b y t he s ho ul der and s wu ng h im

a r ou nd . N um be r N in e s aw t he T ow n C ri er , a s ad-

l oo ki ng , r ed -n os ed m an . T ears w er e d ri pp in g o ff t he

en d o f t he C ri er 's l on g n os e a nd s pl as hi ng o n h is

v es t. H is s ho ul ders w er e s haki ng w it h h is s ob s.

"Stop that noise! You're interfering with an officer

o f t he l aw ," h e s ho ut ed . " Wh is tl eb reeches, can 't y ou

be quiet so I can do my crying in peace? I have an

i mp or ta nt m es sa ge f ro m O zm a t o c ry t o t he p eo pl e. "

" My n am e i sn 't W hi st lebr eech es , y ou o ld t ear

j er ke r! " t he b oy s ai d r ud el y. H is p an ts w er e g oi ng

full blast.

Th e C ri er 's vo ic e r os e t o a w ai l. " St op i t, I s ay .

F or 811 ye ar s, no one in Oz ha s made mor e nois e

t ha n I . I 'l l be b lo we d i f I 'l l l et yo ur s il ly w hi st le -

br eeches m ak e m or e n oi se n ow !"

H e s ta rt ed t o w hi mp er , b ut f ou nd i t h ar d w or k.

" I' m exp ected t o w or k f ro m eig ht i n t he m or ni ng

un ti l s ev en a t n ig ht . I 'm n ot go in g t o l os e m y j ob

f or a ny c la p- tr ap p ai r o f pa nt s. Y ou d on' t s ee m t o

understand that you are ruining my business."

N ow t he C ri er 's t ea rs c am e s o f as t t he y f or me d

a p oo l aro un d h is f eet . T he w hi st l eb reech es w er e

go ing l ike m ad , a nd a c row d of p eop le h ad ga the re d

a ro un d. T he T ow n C ri er , s ee in g w ha t a l ar ge a ud i-



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e nc e h e h ad , c ou ld n' t b lu bbe r a bl ub . H is f ac e br ok e

i nt o a b ro ad s mi le. T hen, r eali zi ng w hat a m is take h e

h ad ma de , he bur st i nt o a ha rd f it o f s obbi ng .

"H ea r y e, h ea r y e! " h e m oa ne d a nd w ai le d. " He r-

b oo -h oo -h o~ Ma je s ty , O zm a- -- oh , a hz , w oe i s m e- -

ann ou nces an o zl ecti on . G et o ut and g iv e y ou r r ig ht

s hoe for the one who s ha ll ru le fo r t he ne xt t hou-

s an d y ears ! A hzme! O h, m y! "

A r iv er o f t ea rs w as f low in g a wa y f ro m t he T ow n

C ri er . Neve r be for e ha d he we pt s o we ll . He ha d t o

m ak e u p f or t he f or bi dd en s mi le.

T he T ow n C ri er a nd t he w hi st le br ee ch es w er e m ak -

i ng s uc h a r ac ke t t ha t N um be r Ni ne kne w i t w as

hop el es s to t ake a na p. I t w as be tt er t o r et ur n t o

J en ny 's S ty le S ho p a nd s te al a f ew w in ks w he n J en ny

wasn't looking.

Th e C ri er k ep t c ry in g, a nd t he b oy s ho ut ed e ve n

louder.

" Fr es h s ty les! C oo l s ty les! " A s h e h ur ri ed alo ng ,

th e b reech es g rew q ui et.

N um be r N in e d re w c lo se t o t he w al l o f t he P ub li c

G ar dens . I n o ne s ecti on o f t he g ar dens g rew l iv in g

f lo wers . I n ano th er , t he ani mal- pl an ts w er e k ep t

chained within an enclosure.

Th e c ar e o f t he se g ar de ns w as o ne of t he g re at



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p le as ur es o f t he c it y p eo pl e. M an y o f t he m g av e

t heir ent ir e l iv es t o i t. T ravelers f ro m d is tant p ar ts

of Oz c ame he re t o ge t se eds or s lips of t he f lowe rs

and b ab y ani mal- pl an ts , w hi ch t hey car ri ed away t o

p lant i n t heir o wn g ar dens . T he g oo se-b er ri es w er e

popular with these travelers. Mountaineers carried

away dandy-lions and tiger-lilies. But nobody wanted

the pretty skunk-cabbage.

"It would be a lot of fun to walk on top of the

w al l, i ns tead o f i n t he cro wd ed s tr eet, " t ho ug ht N um -

be r Ni ne . A vi ne wa s gr owi ng on the w all . The boy

s ei zed t he v in e and b eg an cli mb in g. H is b reeches

whistled in protest.

" Th is i s be tt er ," he s ai d, a s he r ea ch ed t he t op

an d l oo ked d ow n i nt o t he l iv in g f lo wer g ar den.

H er e t he d ew -b er ri es k ep t t he o th er p la nt s m oi st ,

a nd t he u mb re ll a p la nt s k ep t t he m s ha de d. T oa d

s t oo ls o ff er ed r es t t o d ro op in g v io lets . M ai den f er n

s mi led and chatt ed w it h h er f ri en ds , t he d ai si es , t he

r os es , a nd t he l il ac . T he s py -r ea p ee pe d t hr ou gh t he

s ham- ro ck s and r epo rt ed every th in g i t s aw. T he b lu e

b el ls m ad e a s of t m us ic t ha t k ep t t he g ar de ne rs

dozing.

T h i s g ar den w as p eacef ul and enchant ed com pared

w it h t he n oi sy p lo t w here t he ani mal- pl an ts w er e

ke pt . N um be r N in e g ot m or e f un o ut o f w at ch in g t he



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animal-plants. He walked along the wall until he

cou l d s ee t hes e s t rang e cr eat ur es.

H e cou ld s ee t he t ig er -l il ies p ul li ng at t heir f lo wer

chai ns , and h e h eard t he s nap- dr ag on s s napp in g at

t he c ow -s li ps , w ho p ai d n o a tt en ti on , b ut w en t o n

grazing. The goose-berries were honking and hissing.

The bull-rushes were charging at the horse-radishes,

and the dandy-lions, having beautified themselves

w i th cocks - co mb s, w er e s t ru tt in g b ef or e t he p us sy -

willows. Dogtooth violets and larkspur were fighting

a b lo od y b att l e.

When the animal-plants heard the whistlebreeches

t he y r oa re d, s hr ie ke d, a nd s pa t i n a ng er . N um be r

N in e, f eari ng t hat t hey w ou ld s nap t heir chain s

a nd c om e a t hi m, be ga n t o r un .

"Whistlebreeches, Whistlebreeches,

R un s a s t ho ug h h e h ad t he i tc he s! "

N um be r N in e s to pp ed a nd l oo ke d a ro un d. " wh o

s aid t hat?" h e d em an ded.

" I was the one to shout it,

W hat' ll y ou d o abo ut i t?"

Th e b oy l ook ed up . A t re e g re w b es id e t he w al l,

a n d o ut o f t he b ra nc he s p ee pe d S cr ap s, t he P at ch -

w or k G ir l. H er s ho eb ut to n eyes w er e g leam in g

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" Sc ra ps c an 't g o ou t i n t hi s b at hi ng s ui t, " h e s ai d

t o J en ny . " Ev er yo ne w il l l au gh at h er . P leas e g iv e

h er b ac k h er p at ch es ."

B ut J en ny s ai d i n a p ep pery t on e, " Th is w ou ld n' t

h av e h ap pened, W hi s tl eb reeches, i f y ou h ad b een

minding my business!"

P oo r S cr ap s c lu tc he d t he d oo r w it h h er c ot to n

f in ge rs a nd c lo se d h er b ut to n e ye s a nd m oa ne d. H er

c os tu me wa s t oo mu ch e ve n f or h er o wn s en se of

h um or . N ot o ne s ec on d di d s he w as te , bu t s ho t o ut

o f t he do or e ve n f as te r t ha n s he h ad e nt er ed . S he

headed straight for Jack Pumpkinhed's ozoplane.

C ha pt e r 1 0

T he B at tl e o f t he H ou se s

NO SOONER has the town crier's wails gone

o ve r t he f ir st d oo rs te ps o f t he E me ra ld C it y,

th an t he n ew s o f t he o zl ec ti on w as p as se d f ro m

h ou se t o h ou se .

The pe opl e i n t he s tr ee ts a nd i n t he h ous es r an

about talking exitedly.

" Is n' t O zm a g oi ng t o b e Q ue en a ny m or e? "

"Who is this Jenny Jump?"

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T he q uest io ns f lew b ack and f or th l ik e s wall ow s,

and finally nested in the chimneys. The houses

d ro pp ed t heir eav es , l is teni ng , and t hen cau gh t t he

excitement themselves. Their gables puckered into

f r ow ns , t heir w in do ws s ho wed t heir p an es , and t heir

sills curled like snarling lips.

I t m ad e t he h ou se s a ng ry t o t hi nk t ha t O zm a

m ig ht n ot b e Q ueen aft er t he o zl ecti on .

B ut t he re w as o ne h ou se o n S tr aw be rr y S tr ee t t ha t

was smiling with delight. That was Jenny's house.

Proudly tilting its cupola, it fluttered its window

sha de s a t t he ot he r h ou se s, a s i f t o s ay, " My t en an t

ma y s om e d ay b e Q ue en !"

Th is m ad e t he o th er h ou se s s o a ng ry t ha t t he y

w ou ld h av e s ho ut ed , i f t he re h ad n' t b ee n a l aw f or -

bi dd ing t he m t o do s o.

" Cr ack! " T he h ou se n ex t d oo r h ad s lamm ed i ts

chimney down on Jenny's house.

P ro mp tl y, J enn y' s h ou se cau gh t u p i ts s to op and

h ur le d i t a t t he o th er 's a tt ic .

T he s hi ng le s o n t he r oo f o f t he f ir st ho us e b ri st le d

B en di ng o ver, i t h ur led i ts l ig ht ni ng r od , l ik e a s pear ,

t hr ou gh t he r oo f o f J en ny 's h ou se, w hi ch s hu dd er ed

an d p ul le d o ut t he s pe ar .

Th e o th er ho us es on t he s tr ee t b eg an t o bo un ce



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up a nd d ow n o n t he ir f ou nd at io ns , e ag er t o g et i nt o

the fight.

Th en a h ou se f ar d ow n t he s tr ee t t hr ew a pi ano .

A l l t he p eo pl e w en t s camp er in g i nt o t he cel lars .

T he y k ne w e no ug h t o s ta y o ut o f s igh t w he n t he

houses were quarreling.

J e nn y' s h ou se t hr ew t he p ia no b ac k a nd p ul le d u p

a t re e a nd p ou nd ed t he h ou se n ex t d oo r. W at er

p ip es , s i nk s, g ar den s tat ues , and f l ow er p ot s r ain ed

o n J en ny 's h ou se. J en ny 's h ou se f ou gh t b ack f ur i-

ously and bravely.

I ns id e t he s ho p, t he w al ls w er e s wa yi ng , t he c ei l-

i ng w as c ra ck in g, t he f lo or w as p it ch in g l ik e a b oa t

i n a s to rm , and t he t ur n- st yl e w as w hi rl in g aro un d

like a windmill.

"What is happening?" Jenny exclaimed.

N um ber N in e w as r un ni ng aro un d t he s ho p l oo k-

i ng f or a pl ac e t o h ide .

"The houses are fighting! Hide yourself, quick!"

t he b oy c ri ed . N um be r N in e c ra wl ed u nd er t he

c ou nt er , b ut J en ny r an f ea rl es sl y t o t he d oo r.

G oi ng o ut w as i mp os si bl e. T he air w as f il led w it h

f ly in g r af ters , b eams , b ri ck s, and g lass .

" My s ho p w il l b e i n r ui ns !" J en ny exclaim ed , and

he r t em pe r b ega n t o g row hot . " St op i t! St op i t! "

s he s hr ie ke d a t t he ho us es . B ut t he y p ai d no a tt en -



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ti on t o h er .

" Co me o ut , N um be r N in e, a nd h el p m e s to p t hi s

fight!"

B ut t he o ff ic e b oy r ef us ed t o s ho w h is h ea d.

" I' ll g et y ou !" s he s ai d, a nd da sh in g t o t he c ou nt er

s he p ul le d hi m o ut b y t he s ea t o f h is w hi st le br ee ch es .

T he h ou se s ho ok v io lent ly again . A s lab o f p last er

crash ed d ow n. T he t ur n- st yl e w hi rl ed m or e f ur i-

ously than ever.

" Go o ut and o rd er t ho se h ou ses t o s to p f ig ht in g! "

Jenny commanded.

S he s ho ve d N um be r N in e o ut t he d oo r. I ns te ad

of ob eyi ng, t he b oy du ck ed un de r h er a rm a nd r an

b ac k i nt o t he s ho p. H e w en t s o f as t, he w as p it che d

straight into the turn-style that kept whirling around.

A ro un d a nd a ro un d w en t t he o ff ic e b oy , c au gh t i n

t he arm s o f t he t ur n- st yl e. H is clo th es chang ed f ro m

w hi st lebr eech es t o o verall s, t o eveni ng g ow n, t o p lay

su it , t o z eb ra s ki n, t o c lo wn s ui t.

" He lp , h el p! " h e s ho ut ed . B ut J en ny w as t oo b us y

a nd t oo a ngr y t o he lp hi m now . S he w as n' t a fr ai d of

houses, or anything else.

S he r an o ut i nt o t he s tr ee t. W ha ng ! A b at ht ub

s a il ed o ve r h er h ea d.

Sq ua sh ! A b ri ck f el l i n f ro nt o f h er ..



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" Ou ch !" A d oo rk no b h it h er f oo t.

Je nn y' s t em pe r w en t u p. S he g ot h ot te r a nd h ot te r

w it h a nge r. She ha d no t be en s o a ngr y s inc e t he

L epr ech au n h ad s t ol en h er p ep per -cheese.

" St op i t! S to p i t! " s he s cr ea me d. W it h e ve ry w or d

s he w as s pi tt in g f ir e, f as t a nd f ar . T he h ou se a t

wh ich s he w as s cr eami ng cau gh t f ir e. I n a m in ut e,

f la me s w er e r un ni ng u p t he s te ps a nd i nt o t he h ou se .

T he p eo pl e c am e l ea pi ng o ut o f t he c el la rs .

"Fire! Fire! Fire!" they shouted.

D ow n t he s tr eet cam e clang in g t he f ir e i nj in s,

d ra wi ng a l on g g re en h os e. T he y t ur ne d t he h os e

i nt o t he b ur ni ng h ou se and p ut o ut t he f lames.

Fortunately somebody had notified the Town Crier.

H e t oo k u p a c ol le ct io n o f h an dk er ch ie fs a nd t he n

we nt s er io us ly t o w or k. H e m oa ne d a nd s ob be d,

sh ri ek ed a nd h ow le d, w hi le h e m op pe d a t t he t ea rs

t ha t r an d ow n h is f ac e. H e d id n' t m is s a s in gl e

groan.

Onc e h e s top pe d a nd be ga n t o w ee p a ll o ve r a ga in

in a different key, wringing his hands.

The houses fought less and less furiously. Finally

a s of t f or bi dde n s ob c am e f rom on e of t he m a nd

t he n a h al f- sm ot he re d w hi mp er . T he re w as a d ee p

s ig hand t hen t he p il es o f b ro ken b ui ld in gs b eg an t o

p ul l t hems el ves t og et her b it b y b it . E ach o ne p icked



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h is o wn pa rt s out of t he l it te r. The y s et ba ck t he ir

chimneys, straightened their railings and fences,

s t oo d u p t he ir s to op s, a nd r et ur ne d e ve ry l as t b ri ck

a nd f lo we r- po t t o i ts p la ce . A t l as t t he s tr ee t l ook ed

a s ne at a nd pr et ty a s e ve r.

A cro wd g at her ed cur io us ly b ef or e t he S ty le S ho p,

t o s ta re a t t he g ir l w ho w as r un ni ng a ga in st O zm a

i n t he o zl ec ti on a nd h ad c au se d t he h ou se s t o g ro w

s o ang ry . J en ny d id n' t k no w w hy t hey w er e l oo ki ng

a t h er .

S he r et ur ne d t o h er s ho p. T he re w as N um be r

Nine, still whirling on the turn-style. Jenny pressed

s om e b ut to ns a nd s to ppe d i t. T he b oy s to od u p,

clothed once more in his whistlebreeches.

" Th er e i s a c ro wd o ut si de . H ur ry , a nd t ak e o ut

s ome o f t he l at es t s tyl es a nd ha ng t he m on t he t re es

fo r t he p eo pl e t o s ee ," J en ny o rd er ed b ri sk ly . " We

c an 't m is s s uc h a g oo d c ha nc e f or a G ra nd O pe ni ng ."

C H AP TE R 1 1

C as ts H er V ot e

T HE FI RS T pe rs on t o s te p i nt o t he s ho p w as

Jellia Jamb, Ozma's maid-in-waiting.



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"I h av e a m es sa ge f or y ou f ro m Q ue en O zm a, "

J el li a s ai d. H er w or ds w er e c om in g o ut o f h er e ar .

" Th e o zl ec ti on h as s ta rt ed , a nd r ig ht s ho es a re t o

b e t he v ot es ."

J en ny w as s o s ta rt le d t o h ea r J el li a t al ki ng o ut

o f h er e ar , t ha t s he h ar dl y p ai d a tt en ti on t o w ha t

Jellia was saying.

" Yo u p oo r d ea r, w ha t h as s ea le d y ou r l ip s? " J en ny

exclaimed.

" Th ey a re s ew ed w it h m ag ic t hr ea d a nd c an no t b e

u nd on e u nt il O zm a' s n ew b ir th da y d re ss o f c ob -

w eb s i s f in is hed. " J el li a' s ear s po ke s ad ly . " Th at

w on 't b e u nt il n ex t y ea r. T he s pi de rs a re w ea vi ng

th e t hr ea d f or i t n ow ."

N um ber N in e cam e f or ward cur io us ly . " Ho w can

y ou t el l y ou r ear aches f ro m y ou r t oo th aches?" h e

asked.

Jenny waved him aside.

" No ns ens e! w hat an o ld -f as hi on ed i dea. Y ou d on 't

h av e t o w ai t u nt il n ex t y ear, " s ai d J en ny t o J el li a.

" Ju st b ri ng m e O zm a' s l as t b ir th day d ress , and w e' ll

s ee w ha t c an b e do ne ."

J el li a' s e ye s o pe ne d w id e. " Do y ou t hi nk y ou c an

undo the magic threads?" she asked disbelievingly.

" I d on 't k no w, " s ai d J en ny , " bu t I c an t ry . H ur ry

along."



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J el li a d ep ar te d a nd w as b ac k i n a f ew m in ut es ,

carr yi ng t he s il ver and g ol d b ir th day d ress t hat O zm a

h ad w or n i n t he p ar ad e. J enn y c ar ri ed t he d re ss t o

t he t ur n- st yl e a nd l ai d i t a cr os s t he s po ke s. S he

p re ss ed a d oz en d if fe re nt b ut to ns a nd s pu n t he s ty le .

F la sh ! T he s il ve r a nd g ol d d re ss w as g on e, a nd i n

i t s p la ce w as a m os t d el ig ht fu l d re am -d re ss o f c ob -

w ebs an d b ub bl es.

"Oh-h-h!" exclaimed Jellia. "Isn't it a beauty!"

Q ui ckl y s he put he r ha nd to her m outh wi th a c ry

of delight.

" Cake' s s ak e! I t w or ked! I ' m t al ki ng t hr ou gh m y

mouth!"

J en ny cam e clo se t o exami ne J el li a' s l ip s. T he

t ur n- st yl e h ad t ru ly f reed J el li a f ro m t he enchant -

me nt . Th er e wa s no t a t ra ce of t he s il ve r t hr ea d or

g ol den n eedl es i n t he m ai d' s m ou th .

"What is that wonderful machine?" asked Jellia,

g oi ng clo se t o t he t ur n- st yl e.

J enn y s t ep ped b ef or e t he t ur n- s ty le. ' ' Never m in d, ''

s he s ai d. " Yo u m ay t ak e O zm a' s n ew b ir th da y d re ss

t o he r. I h ope s he l ike s i t. G ive h er my t ha nk s f or

t he n ew s o f t he o zl ecti on ."

" How c an I r epa y you fo r wh at you ha ve done ?"

Jellia asked.



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" Yo u can l eave y ou r v ot e, " s ai d J en ny p ro mp tl y.

J el li a l oo ked u nw il li ng , b ut s he s li pp ed o ff h er s ho e

an d h ur ri ed away.

" Th er e! I h av e my f ir st vo te ," s ai d J enn y t ri -

u mp hant ly . S he l oo ked at t he o ff ice b oy . " An d y ou rs

c an b e t he s ec on d. O ff w it h y ou r s ho e! "

" Fi rs t y ou m us t d o m e a f av or ," s ai d N um be r N in e.

" Gi ve m e t he d ay o ff ."

"I c annot spa re you on the day of the Gr and Ope n-

ing. But you shall have tomorrow," Jenny promised.

Nu mb er N in e t oo k o ff h is r ig ht s ho e a nd p la ce d

i t b es id e J el li a' s i n t he c or ne r. T he n t hr ee w om en

ca me i nt o t he s ho p- a t al l r ed Q ua dl in g, a s ho rt

purple Gillikin, and a fat yellow Winkie.

" W ha t a re t he se n ew s ty le s? " t he y a sk ed . " We

h av e n ev er h ad n ew s ty le s i n O z b ef or e. w he n c lo th es

we ar o ut , w e m ak e o th er s j us t l ik e t he m. "

" Th at 's a g re at p it y, l ad ie s, " s ai d J en ny i n h er b es t

s al es m an ner. " Cl ot hes m ak e t he m an , b ut m an

d oe sn 't h av e t o m ak e h is c lo th es . S te p t hr ou gh t he

magi c t ur n- st yl e. A n ew h ai r- set i s g iv en w it h each

costume today."

T he f ir st t o g o t hr ou gh t he t ur n- st yl e w as t he t al l

red Quadling.

" I 'v e a lw ay s w an te d a s ea -s pr ay d re ss ," s he s ai d.

J en ny p re ss ed s om e b ut to ns , a nd z oo m! T he l ad y



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c am e o ut d re ss ed i n a d az zl ing d re ss m ad e of s ea -

s pr ay. He r h ai r, t ha t ha d b ee n pi nne d i n a t hi ck r ed

bi sc ui t, w as b ob be d a nd b en t i n t he l at es t s ty le .

" My , o h, m y! " s qu ealed t he W in kl e and t he G il li -

k in . " Ma ke u s l oo k l ik e t ha t! "

J en ny p ut t hem t hr ou gh t he t ur n- st yl e, and i n a

f ew m in ut es t he t al l r ed w om an , t he s ho rt p ur pl e o ne ,

a nd t he f at y el lo w o ne w er e s ta nd in g s id e b y s id e

b ef or e t he m ir ro r. T he y w er e d re ss ed i n t hr ee d if fe r-

en t s t yl es o f b eaut if ul s ea- sp ray d ress es.

"We 'l l r un out a nd be t he f ir st on es t o s how t he

latest style!"

Th e t al l l ad y, t he s hor t o ne , a nd t he f at one s ta rt ed

fr om t he s ho p.

" Wai t! " s ai d J en ny . " Yo ur v ot es , p leas e. F or each

d re ss , a s ho e s ho ul d b e l ef t. "

T h e t hr ee s to pp ed l on g e no ug h t o t ak e o ff t he ir

s ho es , a nd t he n t he y d ep ar te d.

A f te r t he m a c on st an t s tr ea m o f w om en , m en , a nd

chi ld ren cam e p ou ri ng i nt o t he S ty le S ho p. E very -

o ne w ho w en t o ut t ol d a f ri en d a bo ut t he m ag ic al

t ur n- st yl e, a nd p eo pl e f ro m a ll o ve r t he c it y k ep t

co mi ng t o b e r e-s t yl ed.

E ac h t im e, J en ny s ai d, " In r et ur n f or a s ty le , a

s ho e s ho ul d b e l ef t. "



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The turn-style was kept busily whirling. The votes

k ept p il ing u p u nt il t he re w er e s o m an y t ha t N um be r

Ni ne h ad t o m ove t he m t o t he ba se me nt .

J enny w as ha ppi er t ha n s he h ad e ve r b ee n i n he r

l i fe . S he w as t he m os t i mp or ta nt p er so n i n t he

E me ra ld C it y t od ay . A nd , i f t he v ot es k ep t c om in g s o

f as t, M is s J enn y J um p m ig ht b e t he ne xt Ru le r

of O z!

At the e nd of the day, whe n the s hop wa s c lose d,

J en ny a nd t he o ff ic e b oy w en t d ow n t o t he b as em en t

w i th a l ig ht ed c an dl e t o c ou nt t he v ot es .

w he n J en ny h ad c ou nt ed t o 6 21 , s he s ud de nl y

cri ed o ut , " Wh is t lebr eeches , w e' ve m ad e a t er r ib le

m is ta ke ! A ll t he se s ho es a re l ef t s ho es . W e d on 't

h av e t he r ig ht o ne s! T he y c an 't c ou nt a s v ot es ."

"I knew i t a ll t he t im e," the boy sa id. "You ke pt

t el li ng t he p eo pl e t ha t t he s ho e m us t b e l ef t. "

" Wh y d id n' t y ou cor rect m e?" s ai d J en ny ang ri ly .

" I d id n' t d ar e, B os s. I 'm a fr ai d o f y ou r t em pe r. "

The t he of fi ce bo y r an f or hi s l if e, f or J enn y

b egan t hr ow in g 6 21 s ho es aft er h im .

C H AP TE R 1 2

Jack Pumpkinhead's Concert



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I T W AS e ar ly e ve ni ng i n t he E me ra ld C it y. A t t he

p al ac e, Q ue en O zm a a nd P ri nc es s D or ot hy w er e

g et ti ng r eady f or t he con cer t.

Do ro th y c am e o ut o f h er p ri va te r oo ms a nd w en t

into Ozma's dressing room.

" Al l r ea dy s o s oo n? " a sk ed O zm a, t ur ni ng w it h a

smile.

" I h ur ri ed a s f as t a s I c ou ld ," s ai d D or ot hy . " I

a m s o e ag er t o h ea r J ac k P um pk in he ad 's G le e C lu b

an d O rc he st ra . A un t E m a nd U nc le H en ry a re w ai t-

in g f or u s o n t he p al ac e s ta ir s. "

D or ot hy l oo ke d a t O zm a' s g ow n. T he n s he s ai d,

" Is n' t t ha t a n ew d re ss , O zm a de ar ? I 'v e n ev er s ee n

it before."

Oz ma w as we ar in g a g re en a nd pu rpl e dr es s of

s pun g la ss . W it h e ve ry m ov e, i t g li tt er ed a s i f m oon -

l ig ht h ad b een w ov en i nt o i t.

" Jell ia and I v is it ed J en ny J um p' s n ew S ty le S ho p

this afternoon," she said. "Jenny imagined this dress

f or m e. I l ike it ve ry m uc h. I a m gl ad t ha t I a ll owe d

J enn y t o us e h er mi ld f or m of ma gi c. "

Ozma s mo ot hed h er s ki rt . J el li a f as tened t he l as t

b ut to n on t he go wn . Th en s he s te ppe d ba ck a nd

l oo ke d a t O zm a, h ol di ng h er h ea d o n o ne s id e.

T he t hr ee g ir ls w en t o ut . W he n t he y r ea ch ed t he



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p al ac e s ta ir s, t he y w er e j oi ne d b y A un t E m a nd

U ncle H en ry . A ll f iv e p ro ceed ed t o O zm a' s w ai ti ng

car ri ag e. T he C ow ar dl y L io n and t he H un gr y T ig er

w er e h ar ness ed t o t hi s g reen car ri ag e w it h g ol den

w heel s. T he C ow ar dl y L io n w as w eari ng a w hi te s at in

ri bbo n i n h is m an e, a nd t he H un gr y Ti ge r ha d a

b la ck s at in b ow a ro un d h is t ai l. T ik T ok , t he c oa ch -

m a n, s ho ne w it h a n ew c op pe r p ol is h.

C lu st ers o f r ed , y el l ow , p ur pl e, and b lu e p eo pl e

w er e c om in g a lo ng t he s tr ee t t ow ar d t he p al ac e.

T he se w er e s om e of t he vi si tor s w ho h ad c om e i n

fr om t he f ou r c ou nt ri es o f O z. T he y h ad c om e i nt o

t ow n t o at ten d J ack P um pk i nh ead 's con cer t, an d

t o v ot e i n t he o zl ec ti on .

A s e ac h g ro up r ea ch ed t he p al ac e, t he y u nt ie d t he ir

r ig ht s ho es a nd c as t t he m i nt o a l ar ge m ov in g va n

s tand in g n ear t he p al ace s t ai rs . K ab um po t he E le-

ph ant w as h ar ne ss ed t o t hi s v an . Th e

the wonder city of oz - l. frank baum

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