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〃But it's all wrong； you know；〃 declared Dorothy； earnestly； 〃and； if you don't mind； I shall call you 'Billina。'Putting the 'eena' on the end makes it a girl's name； you see。〃
〃Oh； I don't mind it in the least；〃 returned the yellow hen。〃It doesn't matter at all what you call me； so long as I know the name means ME。〃
〃Very well； Billina。MY name is Dorothy Gale…just Dorothy to my friends and Miss Gale to strangers。You may call me Dorothy； if you like。We're getting very near the shore。Do you suppose it is too deep for me to wade the rest of the way？〃
〃Wait a few minutes longer。The sunshine is warm and pleasant； and we are in no hurry。〃
〃But my feet are all wet and soggy；〃 said the girl。〃My dress is dry enough； but I won't feel real for'ble till I get my feet dried。〃
She waited； however； as the hen advised； and before long the big wooden coop grated gently on the sandy beach and the dangerous voyage was over。
It did not take the castaways long to reach the shore； you may be sure。
The yellow hen flew to the sands at once； but Dorothy had to climb over the high slats。Still； for a country girl； that was not much of a feat； and as soon as she was safe ashore Dorothy drew off her wet shoes and stockings and spread them upon the sun…warmed beach to dry。
Then she sat down and watched Billina； who was pick…pecking away with her sharp bill in the sand and gravel； which she scratched up and turned over with her strong claws。
〃What are you doing？〃 asked Dorothy。
〃Getting my breakfast； of course；〃 murmured the hen； busily pecking away。
〃What do you find？〃 inquired the girl； curiously。
〃Oh； some fat red ants； and some sand…bugs； and once in a while a tiny crab。They are very sweet and nice； I assure you。〃
〃How dreadful！〃 exclaimed Dorothy； in a shocked voice。
〃What is dreadful？〃 asked the hen； lifting her head to gaze with one bright eye at her panion。
〃Why； eating live things； and horrid bugs； and crawly ants。You ought to be 'SHAMED of yourself！〃
〃Goodness me！〃 returned the hen； in a puzzled tone； 〃how queer you are； Dorothy！Live things are much fresher and more wholesome than dead ones； and you humans eat all sorts of dead creatures。〃
〃We don't！〃 said Dorothy。
〃You do； indeed；〃 answered Billina。〃You eat lambs and sheep and cows and pigs and even chickens。〃
〃But we cook 'em；〃 said Dorothy； triumphantly。
〃What difference does that make？〃
〃A good deal；〃 said the girl； in a graver tone。〃I can't just 'splain the diff'rence； but it's there。And； anyhow； we never eat such dreadful things as BUGS。〃
〃But you eat the chickens that eat the bugs；〃 retorted the yellow hen； with an odd cackle。〃So you are just as bad as we chickens are。〃
This made Dorothy thoughtful。What Billina said was true enough； and it almost took away her appetite for breakfast。As for the yellow hen； she continued to peck away at the sand busily； and seemed quite contented with her bill…of…fare。
Finally； down near the water's edge； Billina stuck her bill deep into the sand； and then drew back and shivered。
〃Ow！〃 she cried。〃I struck metal； that time； and it nearly broke my beak。〃
〃It prob'bly was a rock；〃 said Dorothy； carelessly。
〃Nonsense。I know a rock from metal； I guess；〃 said the hen。 〃There's a different feel to it。〃
〃But there couldn't be any metal on this wild； deserted seashore；〃 persisted the girl。〃Where's the place？I'll dig it up； and prove to you I'm right；〃
Billina showed her the place where she had 〃stubbed her bill；〃 as she expressed it； and Dorothy dug away the sand until she felt something hard。Then； thrusting in her hand； she pulled the thing out； and discovered it to be a large sized golden key…rather old； but still bright and of perfect shape。
〃What did I tell you？〃 cried the hen； with a cackle of triumph。〃Can I tell metal when I bump into it； or is the thing a rock？〃
〃It's metal； sure enough；〃 answered the child； gazing thoughtfully at the curious thing she had found。〃I think it is pure gold； and it must have lain hidden in the sand for a long time。How do you suppose it came there； Billina？And what do you suppose this mysterious key unlocks？〃
〃I can't say；〃 replied the hen。〃You ought to know more about locks and keys than I do。〃
Dorothy glanced around。There was no sign of any house in that part of the country； and she reasoned that every key must fit a lock and every lock must have a purpose。Perhaps the key had been lost by somebody who lived far away； but had wandered on this very shore。
Musing on these things the girl put the key in the pocket of her dress and then slowly drew on her shoes and stockings； which the sun had fully dried。
〃I b'lieve； Billina；〃 she said； 〃I'll have a look 'round； and see if I can find some breakfast。〃
3。Letters in the Sand
Walking a little way back from the water's edge； toward the grove of trees； Dorothy came to a flat stretch of white sand that seemed to have queer signs marked upon its surface； just as one would write upon sand with a stick。
〃What does it say？〃 she asked the yellow hen； who trotted along beside her in a rather dignified fashion。
〃How should I know？〃 returned the hen。〃I cannot read。〃
〃Oh！Can't you？〃
〃Certainly not； I've never been to school； you know。〃
〃Well； I have；〃 admitted Dorothy； 〃but the letters are big and far apart； and it's hard to spell out the words。〃
But she looked at each letter carefully； and finally discovered that these words were written in the sand：
〃BEWARE THE WHEELERS！〃
〃That's rather strange；〃 declared the hen； when Dorothy had read aloud the words。〃What do you suppose the Wheelers are？〃
〃Folks that wheel； I guess。They must have wheelbarrows； or baby…cabs or hand…carts；〃 said Dorothy。
〃Perhaps they're automobiles；〃 suggested the yellow hen。〃There is no need to beware of baby…cabs and wheelbarrows； but automobiles are dangerous things。Several of my friends have been run over by them。〃
〃It can't be auto'biles；〃 replied the girl； 〃for this is a new； wild country； without even trolley…cars or tel'phones。The people here haven't been discovered yet； I'm sure； that is； if there ARE any people。
So I don't b'lieve there CAN be any auto'biles； Billina。〃
〃Perhaps not；〃 admitted the yellow hen。〃Where are you going now？〃
〃Over to those trees； to see if I can find some fruit or nuts；〃 answered Dorothy。
She tramped across the sand； skirting the foot of one of the little rocky hills that stood near； and soon reached the edge of the forest。
At first she was greatly disappointed； because the nearer trees were all punita； or cotton…wood or eucalyptus； and bore no fruit or nuts at all。 But； bye and bye； when she was almost in despair； the little girl came upon two trees that promised to furnish her with plenty of food。
One was quite full of square paper boxes； which grew in clusters on all the limbs； and upon the biggest and ripest boxes the word 〃Lunch〃 could be read； in neat raised letters。This tree seemed to bear all the year around； for there were lunch…box blossoms on some of the branches； and on others tiny little lunch…boxes that were as yet quite green； and evidently not fit to eat until they had grown bigger。
The leaves of this tree were all paper napkins； and it presented a very pleasing appearance to the hungry little girl。
But the tree next to the lunch…box tree was even more wonderful； for it bore quantities of tin dinner…pails； which were so full and heavy that the stout branches bent underneath their weight。Some were small and dark…brown in color； those larger were of a dull tin color； but the really ripe ones were pails of bright tin that shone and glistened beautifully in the rays of sunshine that touched them。
Dorothy was delighted； and even the yellow hen acknowledged that she was surprised。
The little girl stood on tip…toe and picked one of the nicest and biggest lunch…boxes； and then she sat down upon the ground and eagerly opened it。Inside she found； nicely wrapped in white papers； a ham sandwich； a piece of sponge…cake； a pickle； a slice of new cheese and an apple。Each thing had a separat
