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3. How Dorothy Saved the Scarecrow
When Dorothy was left alone she began to feel hungry.
So she went to the cupboard and cut herself some bread, which she spread
with butter. She gave some to Toto,
and taking a pail from the shelf she carried it down to the little brook and
filled it with clear, sparkling water. Toto
ran over to the trees and began to bark at the birds sitting there.
Dorothy went to get him, and saw such delicious fruit hanging from the
branches that she gathered some of it, finding it just what she wanted to help
out her breakfast.
Then she went back to the house, and having helped herself and Toto to a
good drink of the cool, clear water, she set about making ready for the journey
to the City of Emeralds.
Dorothy had only one other dress, but that happened to be clean and was
hanging on a peg beside her bed. It
was gingham, with checks of white and blue; and although the blue was somewhat
faded with many washings, it was still a pretty frock.
The girl washed herself carefully, dressed herself in the clean gingham,
and tied her pink sunbonnet on her head. She
took a little basket and filled it with bread from the cupboard, laying a white
cloth over the top. Then she looked
down at her feet and noticed how old and worn her shoes were.
"They surely will never do for a long journey, Toto," she said.
And Toto looked up into her face with his little black eyes and wagged his tail
to show he knew what she meant.
At that moment Dorothy saw lying on the table the silver shoes that had
belonged to the Witch of the East.
"I wonder if they will fit me," she said to Toto.
"They would be just the thing to take a long walk in, for they could
not wear out."
She took off her old leather shoes and tried on the silver ones, which
fitted her as well as if they had been made for her.
Finally she picked up her basket.
"Come along, Toto," she said.
"We will go to the Emerald City and ask the Great Oz how to get back
to Kansas again."
She closed the door, locked it, and put the key carefully in the pocket
of her dress. And so, with Toto
trotting along soberly behind her, she started on her journey.
There were several roads near by, but it did not take her long to find
the one paved with yellow bricks. Within
a short time she was walking briskly toward the Emerald City, her silver shoes
tinkling merrily on the hard, yellow road-bed.
The sun shone bright and the birds sang sweetly, and Dorothy did not feel
nearly so bad as you might think a little girl would who had been suddenly
whisked away from her own country and set down in the midst of a strange land.
She was surprised, as she walked along, to see how pretty the country was
about her. There were neat fences
at the sides of the road, painted a dainty blue color, and beyond them were
fields of grain and vegetables in abundance.
Evidently the Munchkins were good farmers and able to raise large crops.
Once in a while she would pass a house, and the people came out to look
at her and bow low as she went by; for everyone knew she had been the means of
destroying the Wicked Witch and setting them free from bondage. The houses of
the Munchkins were odd-looking dwellings, for each was round, with a big dome
for a roof. All were painted blue,
for in this country of the East blue was the favorite color.
Toward evening, when Dorothy was tired with her long walk and began to
wonder where she should pass the night, she came to a house rather larger than
the rest. On the green lawn before
it many men and women were dancing. Five
little fiddlers played as loudly as possible, and the people were laughing and
singing, while a big table near by was loaded with delicious fruits and nuts,
pies and cakes, and many other good things to eat.
The people greeted Dorothy kindly, and invited her to supper and to pass
the night with them; for this was the home of one of the richest Munchkins in
the land, and his friends were gathered with him to celebrate their freedom from
the bondage of the Wicked Witch.
Dorothy ate a hearty supper and was waited upon by the rich Munchkin
himself, whose name was Boq. Then
she sat upon a settee and watched the people dance.
When Boq saw her silver shoes he said, "You must be a great
"Why?" asked the girl.
"Because you wear silver shoes and have
killed the Wicked Witch. Besides, you have white in your frock, and only witches
and sorceresses wear white."
"My dress is blue and white checked," said Dorothy, smoothing
out the wrinkles in it.
"It is kind of you to wear that," said Boq.
"Blue is the color of the Munchkins, and white is the witch color. So we know you are a friendly witch."
Dorothy did not know what to say to this, for all the people seemed to
think her a witch, and she knew very well she was only an ordinary little girl
who had come by the chance of a cyclone into a strange land.
When she had tired watching the dancing, Boq led her into the house,
where he gave her a room with a pretty bed in it. The sheets were made of blue
cloth, and Dorothy slept soundly in them till morning, with Toto curled up on
the blue rug beside her.
She ate a hearty breakfast, and watched a wee Munchkin baby, who played
with Toto and pulled his tail and crowed and laughed in a way that greatly
amused Dorothy. Toto was a fine
curiosity to all the people, for they had never seen a dog before.
"How far is it to the Emerald City?" the girl asked.
"I do not know," answered Boq gravely, "for I have never
been there. It is better for people
to keep away from Oz, unless they have business with him.
But it is a long way to the Emerald City, and it will take you many days.
The country here is rich and pleasant, but you must pass through rough
and dangerous places before you reach the end of your journey."
This worried Dorothy a little, but she knew that only the Great Oz could
help her get to Kansas again, so she bravely resolved not to turn back.
She bade her friends good-bye, and again started along the road of yellow
brick. When she had gone several
miles she thought she would stop to rest, and so climbed to the top of the fence
beside the road and sat down. There
was a great cornfield beyond the fence, and not far away she saw a Scarecrow,
placed high on a pole to keep the birds from the ripe corn.
Dorothy leaned her chin upon her hand and gazed thoughtfully at the
Scarecrow. Its head was a small
sack stuffed with straw, with eyes, nose, and mouth painted on it to represent a
face. An old, pointed blue hat, that had belonged to some Munchkin, was perched
on his head, and the rest of the figure was a blue suit of clothes, worn and
faded, which had also been stuffed with straw. On the feet were some old boots
with blue tops, such as every man wore in this country, and the figure was
raised above the stalks of corn by means of the pole stuck up its back.
While Dorothy was looking earnestly into the queer, painted face of the
Scarecrow, she was surprised to see one of the eyes slowly wink at her.
She thought she must have been mistaken at first, for none of the
scarecrows in Kansas ever wink; but presently the figure nodded its head to her
in a friendly way. Then she climbed
down from the fence and walked up to it, while Toto ran around the pole and
"Good day," said the Scarecrow, in a rather husky
"Did you speak?" asked the girl, in wonder.
"Certainly," answered the Scarecrow.
"How do you do?"
"I'm pretty well, thank you," replied Dorothy politely.
"How do you do?"
"I'm not feeling well," said the Scarecrow, with a smile,
"for it is very tedious being perched up here night and day to scare away
"Can't you get down?" asked Dorothy.
"No, for this pole is stuck up my back.
If you will please take away the pole I shall be greatly obliged to
Dorothy reached up both arms and lifted the figure off the pole, for,
being stuffed with straw, it was quite light.
"Thank you very much," said the Scarecrow, when he had been set
down on the ground. "I feel like a new man."
Dorothy was puzzled at this, for it sounded queer to hear a stuffed man
speak, and to see him bow and walk along beside her.
"Who are you?" asked the Scarecrow when he had stretched
himself and yawned. "And where are you going?"
"My name is Dorothy," said the girl, "and I am going to
the Emerald City, to ask the Great Oz to send me back to Kansas."
"Where is the Emerald City?" he inquired.
"And who is Oz?"
"Why, don't you know?" she returned, in surprise.
"No, indeed. I don't
know anything. You see, I am
I have no brains at all," he answered sadly.
"Oh," said Dorothy, "I'm awfully sorry for you."
"Do you think," he asked, "if I go to the Emerald City
with you, that Oz would give me some brains?"
"I cannot tell," she returned, "but you may come with me,
if you like. If Oz will not give
you any brains you will be no worse off than you are now."
"That is true," said the Scarecrow.
"You see," he continued confidentially, "I don't mind my
legs and arms and body being stuffed, because I cannot get hurt.
If anyone treads on my toes or sticks a pin into me, it doesn't matter,
for I can't feel it. But I do not want people to call me a fool, and if my head
stays stuffed with straw instead of with brains, as yours is, how am I ever to
"I understand how you feel," said the little girl, who was
truly sorry for him. "If you will come with me I'll ask Oz to do all he can
"Thank you," he answered gratefully.
They walked back to the road. Dorothy
helped him over the fence, and they started along the path of yellow brick for
the Emerald City.
Toto did not like this addition to the party at first. He smelled around
the stuffed man as if he suspected there might be a nest of rats in the straw,
and he often growled in an unfriendly way at the Scarecrow.
"Don't mind Toto," said Dorothy to her new friend. "He
"Oh, I'm not afraid," replied the Scarecrow.
"He can't hurt the straw. Do
let me carry that basket for you. I
shall not mind it, for I can't get tired. I'll
tell you a secret," he continued, as he walked along. "There is only one thing in the world I am afraid
"What is that?" asked Dorothy; "the Munchkin farmer who
"No," answered the Scarecrow; "it's a lighted match."
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