the lost princess of oz-第6章

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separates　that　favored　fairyland　from　the　more　common



outside　world。　The　Winkies　who　live　in　this　west



section　have　many　tin　mines；　from　which　metal　they　make



a　great　deal　of　rich　jewelry　and　other　articles；　all　of



which　are　highly　esteemed　in　the　Land　of　Oz　because　tin



is　so　bright　and　pretty；　and　there　is　not　so　much　of　it



as　there　is　of　gold　and　silver。







Not　all　the　Winkies　are　miners；　however；　for　some



till　the　fields　and　grow　grains　for　food；　and　it　was　at



one　of　these　far　west　Winkie　farms　that　the　Frogman　and



Cayke　the　Cookie　Cook　first　arrived　after　they　had



descended　from　the　mountain　of　the　Yips。







〃Goodness　me！〃　cried　Nellary；　the　Winkie　wife；　when



she　saw　the　strange　couple　approaching　her　house。　〃I



have　seen　many　queer　creatures　in　the　Land　of　Oz；　but



none　more　queer　than　this　giant　frog；　who　dresses　like



a　man　and　walks　on　his　hind　legs。　Come　here；　Wiljon；〃



she　called　to　her　husband；　who　was　eating　his



breakfast；　〃and　take　a　look　at　this　astonishing　freak。〃







Wiljon　the　Winkie　came　to　the　door　and　looked　out。　He



was　still　standing　in　the　doorway　when　the　Frogman



approached　and　said　with　a　haughty　croak：







〃Tell　me；　my　good　man；　have　you　seen　a　diamond…



studded　gold　dishpan？〃







〃No；　nor　have　I　seen　a　copper…plated　lobster；〃



replied　Wiljon；　in　an　equally　haughty　tone。







The　Frogman　stared　at　him　and　said：







〃Do　not　be　insolent；　fellow！〃







〃No；〃　added　Cayke　the　Cookie　Cook；　hastily；　〃you　must



be　very　polite　to　the　great　Frogman；　for　he　is　the



wisest　creature　in　all　the　world。〃







〃Who　says　that？〃　inquired　Wiljon。







〃He　says　so　himself；〃　replied　Cayke；　and　the　Frogman



nodded　and　strutted　up　and　down；　twirling　his　gold…



headed　cane　very　gracefully。







〃Does　the　Scarecrow　admit　that　this　overgrown　frog　is



the　wisest　creature　in　the　world？〃　asked　Wiljon。







〃I　do　not　know　who　the　Scarecrow　is；〃　answered　Cayke



the　Cookie　Cook。







〃Well；　he　lives　at　the　Emerald　City；　and　he　is



supposed　to　have　the　finest　brains　in　all　Oz。　The



Wizard　gave　them　to　him；　you　know。〃







〃Mine　grew　in　my　head；〃　said　the　Frogman　pompously；



〃so　I　think　they　must　be　better　than　any　wizard　brains。



I　am　so　wise　that　sometimes　my　wisdom　makes　my　head



ache。　I　know　so　much　that　often　I　have　to　forget　part



of　it；　since　no　one　creature；　however　great；　is　able　to



contain　so　much　knowledge。〃







〃It　must　be　dreadful　to　be　stuffed　full　of　wisdom；〃



remarked　Wiljon　reflectively；　and　eyeing　the　Frogman



with　a　doubtful　look。　〃It　is　my　good　fortune　to　know



very　little。〃







〃I　hope；　however；　you　know　where　my　jeweled　dishpan



is；〃　said　the　Cookie　Cook　anxiously。







〃I　do　not　know　even　that；〃　returned　the　Winkie。　〃We



have　trouble　enough　in　keeping　track　of　our　own



dishpans；　without　meddling　with　the　dishpans　of



strangers。〃







Finding　him　so　ignorant；　the　Frogman　proposed　that



they　walk　on　and　seek　Cayke's　dishpan　elsewhere。



Wiljon　the　Winkie　did　not　seem　greatly　impressed　by　the



great　Frogman；　which　seemed　to　that　personage　as



strange　as　it　was　disappointing；　but　others　in　this



unknown　land　might　prove　more　respectful。







〃I'd　like　to　meet　that　Wizard　of　Oz；〃　remarked　Cayke；



as　they　walked　along　a　path。　〃If　he　could　give　a



Scarecrow　brains　he　might　be　able　to　find　my　dishpan。〃







〃Poof！〃　grunted　the　Frogman　scornfully；　〃I　am　greater



than　any　wizard。　Depend　on　me。　If　your　dishpan　is



anywhere　in　the　world　I　am　sure　to　find　it。〃







〃If　you　do　not；　my　heart　will　be　broken；〃　declared



the　Cookie　Cook　in　a　sorrowful　voice。







For　a　while　the　Frogman　walked　on　in　silence。　Then　he



asked：　〃Why　do　you　attach　so　much　importance　to　a



dishpan？〃







〃It　is　the　greatest　treasure　I　posess；〃　replied　the



woman。　〃It　belonged　to　my　mother　and　to　all　my



grandmothers；　since　the　beginning　of　time。　It　is；　I



believe；　the　very　oldest　thing　in　all　the　Yip　Country



　or　was　while　it　was　there　　and；〃　she　added；



dropping　her　voice　to　an　awed　whisper；　〃it　has　magic



powers！〃







〃In　what　way？〃　inquired　the　Frogman；　seeming　to　be



surprised　at　this　statement。







〃Whoever　has　owned　that　dishpan　has　been　a　good　cook；



for　one　thing。　No　one　else　is　able　to　make　such　good



cookies　as　I　have　cooked；　as　you　and　all　the　Yips　know。



Yet；　the　very　morning　after　my　dishpan　was　stolen。　I



tried　to　make　a　batch　of　cookies　and　they　burned　up　in



the　oven！　I　made　another　batch　that　proved　too　tough　to



eat；　and　I　was　so　ashamed　of　them　that　I　buried　them　in



the　ground。　Even　the　third　batch　of　cookies；　which　I



brought　with　me　in　my　basket；　were　pretty　poor　stuff



and　no　better　than　any　woman　could　make　who　does　not



own　my　diamond…studded　gold　dishpan。　In　fact；　my　good



Frogman；　Cayke　the　Cookie　Cook　will　never　be　able　to



cook　good　cookies　again　until　her　magic　dishpan　is



restored　to　her。〃







〃In　that　case；〃　said　the　Frogman　with　a　sigh；　〃I



suppose　we　must　manage　to　find　it。〃



















Chapter　Five







Ozma's　Friends　Are　Perplexed











〃Really；〃　　said　Dorothy；　looking　solemn；　　this　is　very



s'prising。　We　can't　find　even　a　shadow　of　Ozma　anywhere



in　the　Em'rald　City；　and；　wherever　she's　gone；　she's



taken　her　Magic　Picture　with　her。〃







She　was　standing　in　the　courtyard　of　the　palace　with



Betsy　and　Trot；　while　Scraps；　the　Patchwork　Girl；



Danced　around　the　group；　her　hair　flying　in　the　wind。







〃P'raps；〃　said　Scraps；　still　dancing；　〃someone　has



stolen　Ozma。〃







〃Oh；　they'd　never　dare　do　that！〃　exclaimed　tiny　Trot。







〃And　stolen　the　Magic　Picture；　too；　so　the　thing



can't　tell　where　she　is；〃　added　the　Patchwork　Girl。







〃That's　nonsense；〃　said　Dorothy。　〃Why；　ev'ryone　loves



Ozma。　There　isn't　a　person　in　the　Land　of　Oz　who　would



steal　a　single　thing　she　owns。〃







〃Huh！〃　replied　the　Patchwork　Girl。　〃You　don't　know



ev'ry　person　in　the　Land　of　Oz。〃







〃Why　don't　I？〃







〃It's　a　big　country；〃　said　Scraps。　〃There　are　cracks



and　corners　in　it　that　even　Ozma　doesn't　know　of。〃







〃The　Patchwork　Girl's　just　daffy；〃　declared　Betsy。







〃No；　she's　right　about　that；〃　replied　Dorothy



thoughtfully。　〃There　are　lots　of　queer　people　in　this



fairyland　who　never　come　near　Ozma　or　the　Em'rald　City。



I've　seen　some　of　'em　myself；　girls；　but　I　haven't　seen



all；　of　course；　and　there　might　be　some　wicked　persons



left　in　Oz；　yet；　though　I　think　the　wicked　witches　have



all　been　destroyed。〃







Just　then　the　Wooden　Sawhorse　dashed　into　the



courtyard　with　the　Wizard　of　Oz　on　his　back。







〃Have　you　found　Ozma？〃　cried　the　Wizard　when　the



Sawhorse　stopped　beside　them。







〃Not　yet；〃　said　Dorothy。　〃Doesn't　Glinda　know　where



she　is？〃







〃No。　Glinda's　Book　of　Records　and　all　her　magic



instruments　are　gone。　Someone　must　have　stolen　them。〃







〃Goodness　me！〃　exclaimed　Dorothy；　in　alarm。　〃This　is



the　biggest　steal　I　ever　heard　of。　Who　do　you　think　did



it；　Wizard？〃







〃I've　no　idea；〃　he　answered。　〃But　I　have　come　to　get



my　own　bag　of　magic　tools　and　carry　them　to　Glinda。　She



is　so　much　more　powerful　than　I　that　she　may　be　able　to



discover　the　truth　by　means　of　my　magic；　quicker　and



better　than　I　could　myself。〃







〃Hurry；　then；〃　said　Dorothy；　〃for　we're　all　getting



terr'bly　worried。〃







The　Wizard　rushed