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by L.Frank Baum
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Dorothy lived In Kansan with Aunt Km
and Uncle Henry. A cyclone lifted their
home Into the air. Dorothy falling asleep
amidst the excitement. A crash awakened
her. The house had landed In a country
of marvelous beauty. Groups of queer
little people greeted her to the Lana of
Munchklns. The house had killed their
enemy, the wicked witch of Kast. Dor
othy took the witch’s silver shoes. She
started for the Emerald City to find the
Wizard of Os, who. she was promised,
might find away to send her hack to
Kansas. Dorothy released a scarecrow,
giving him life. Ho was desirous of ac
quiring brains and started with her to
tlie wizard to get them. The scarecrow
told his history. They met a tin wood
man who longed for a heart. He ulso
joined them. They cam«* upon a terrible
lion. The lion confessed he had no cour
age. He decided to accompany them to
the Wizard of Os to got some. The scare
•row In pushing the raft became Im
paled upon his pole In the middle of the
CHAPTER Vlll.—Continued.
‘What can we do to save him?”
asked Dorothy.
The Lion and the Woodman both
shook their heads, for they did not
know. So they sat down upon the
hank and gazed wistfully at the Scare
crow until a Stork flew by, which, see
ing them, stopped to rest at the wa
ter’s edge.
’’Who are you, and where are you
going V* asked the Stork.
‘T am Dorothy,” answered the girl;
• and these are my friends, the Tin
Woodman and the Cowardly Lion; and
we are going to the Emerald City.”
"This isn't the road." said the Btork,
as she twisted her long neck and
looked sharply at the queer party.
“I know it,” returned Dorothy, “but
we have lost the Scarecrow, and are
wondering how we shall get him
* -Where is he?” asked the Stork.
"Over there in the river,” answered
the girl.
“If he wasn’t so big and heavy I
would get him for you." remarked the
“He Isr.T heavy a bit." said Doro
thy, eagerly, “for he is stuffed with
straw; and if you will bring him back
to us we shall thank you ever and
ever so much.”
“Well. I’ll try.” said the Stork; “but
if I find he is too heavy to cArry I
shall have to drop him in the river
So the big bird flew into the air and
over the water till she came to where
the Bcarecrow was perched upon his
j*>le. Then the Stork with her great
claws grabbed the Bcarecrow by the
arm and carried him up Into the air
and back to the bank, where Dorothy
and the Lion and the Tin Woodman
and Toto were sitting.
When the Scarecrow found himself
among his friends again he was so
happy that he hugged (hem all, even
the Lion and Toto; and as they
walked along he sang “Tol-de-ri-de
<»b!” at every step, he felt so pay.
“I was afraid I should have to stay
in the river forever.” he said, “but the
kind Stork saved me. and if I ever pet
any bralrs I shall And the Stork apain
and do it some kindness In return.”
“That’s all right,” said the Stork,
who was flying along beside them. “I
always like to help any one in trouble.
Hut I must go now, for my babies are
waiting in the nest for me. I hope
you will And the Emerald City and
that Oz will help you.”
“Thank you,” replied Dorothy, and
then the kind Stork flew Into the air
and was soon out of sight.
They walked along listening to the
singing of the bright-colored birds
and looking at the lovely flowers
which now became so thick that the
The Stork.
ground was carpeted with them.
There were big yellow and white and
blue and purple blossoms, besides
great clusters of scarlet poppies,
which were so brilliant in color they
almost dazzled Dorothy’s eyes.
“Aren’t they beautiful?” the girl
asked, as she breathed in the spicy
scent of the flowers.
“I suppose so,” answered the Scare
crow. "When I have brains I shall
probably like them better."
“If I only had a heart I should lova
them,” added the Tin Woodman.
”1 always did like flowers,” said the
l,ion; “they seem so helpless and
frail. Bat there are none in the forest
so bright as these.”
They now came upon more and
more of the big scarlet poppies, and
fewer and fewer of the other flowers;
and soon they found themselves in
the midst of a great meadow of pop
idea. Now it fa wall known that when
there are many of these flowers to
gether their odor is so powerful that
any one who breathes it falls asleep,
and if the sleeper is not carried away
from the scent of the flowers he
sleeps on and on forever. But Doro
thy did not know this, nor could she
get away from the bright red flowers
that were everywhere about; so pres
ently her eyes grew heavy and she
felt she must sit down to rest and
to sleep.
But the Tin Woodman would not let
her do this.
“We must hurry and get back to the
road of yellow brick before dark,” he
said; and the Scarecrow agreed with
him. So they kept walking until Dor
othy could stand no longer. Her eyes
closed in spite of herself and she for
got where she was and fell among the
poppies, fast asleep.
“What shall we do?” asked the Tin
“If we leave her here she will die,”
said the Lion. “The smell of the flow
ers is killing us all. I myself can
scarcely keep my eyes open and the
dog is asleep already."
It was true; Toto had fallen down
beside his little mistress. But the
Scarecrow and the Tin Woodman, not
being made of flesh, were not troubled
by the scent of the flowers.
“Run fast,” said the Scarecrow to
the Lion, “and get out of this deadly
“The Stork Carried Him Into the Air.”
flower-bed as soon as you can. We
will bring the little girl with us, but
If you should fall asleep you are too
big to be carried.”
So the Liou aroused himself and
hounded forward as fast as he could
go. In a moment he was out of sight.
“Let us make a chair with our
hands and carry her,” said the Scare
crow. So they picked up Toto and put
the dog in Dorothy's lap. and then
they made a chair with their hands
for the seat and their arms for the
arms and carried the sleeping girl be
tween them through the flowers.
On and on they walked, and it
seemed that the great carpet of dead
ly flowers that surrounded them would
never end. They followed the bend
of the river, and at last came upon
their friend the Lion, lying fast asleep
among the popples. The flowers had
been too strong for the huge beast
and he had given up at last and fallen
only a short distance from the end of
the poppy-bed. where the sweet grass
spread in beautiful green fields before
“We can do nothing for him," said
the Tin Woodman, sadly; "for he is
much too heavy to lift. We must leave
him here to sleep on forever, and per
haps he will dream that he has found
courage at last.”
“I’m Sorry,” said the Scarecrow;
“the Lion was a very good comrade
for one so cowardly. But let us
go on.”
They carried the sleeping girl to a
pretty spot beside the river, far
enough from the poppy field to pre
vent her breathing any more of the
poison of the flowers, and here they
laid her gently on the soft grass and
waited for the fresh breeze to waken
"We cannot be far from the road of
yellow brick, now,” remarked the
Bcarecrow, as he stood beside the girl,
“for we have come nearly as far as
the river carried us away.”
The Tin Woodman was about to re
ply when he heard a low growl, and
turning his head (which worked beau
tifully on hinges) he saw a strange
beast come bounding over the grass
towards them. It was, ludeed. a great
yellow wildcat, and the Woodman
thought it must be chasing something,
for Its ears were lying close to its
head and its mouth was wide open,
showing two rows of ugly teeth,
while its red eyes glowed like balls of
Are. As it came nearer the Tin
Woodman saw that running before the
beast was a little gray field-mouse,
and although he had no heart he knew
it was wrong for the wildcat to try
to kill such a pretty, harmless crea
So the Woodman raised his ax, and
as the wildcat ran by he gave it a
quick blow that cut the beast’s head
clean off from its body, and it rolled
over at his feet in two pieces.
The field-mouse, now that It was
freed from its enemy, stopped short;
and coming slowly up to the Wood
man it said, in a squeaky little voice;
"Oh, thank you! Thank you ever
so much for saving my life.”
"Don’t speak of it, I beg of you,” re
plied the Woodman. "I have no heart,
you know, so I am careful to help all
Queen of the Field Mice.
those who may need a friend, even if
it happens to be only a mouse.”
“Only a mouse!" cried the little ani
mal, Indignantly; “why. I am a Queen
—the Queen of all the field-mice!”
“Oh, indeed,” said the Woodman,
making a bow.
“Therefore you have done a great
deed, as well as a brave one, in saving
my life,” added the Queen.
At that moment several mice were
seen running up as fast as their little
legs could carry them, and when they
•aw their Queen they exclaimed:
“Oh. your majesty, we thought you
would be killed! How did you man
age to escape the great Wildcat?” and
they all bowed so low to the little
Queen that they almost stood upon
their heads.
“This funny tin man,” she an
swered, "killed the Wildcat and saved
my life. So hereafter you must all
serve him, and obey his slightest
"We will!” cried all the mice, in a
shrill chorus. And then they scam
pered In all directions, for Toto had
awakened from his sleep, and seeing
all these mice around him he gave
one bark of delight and jumped right
«nto the middle of the group. Toio
had always loved to chase mice when
he lived in Kansas, and he saw no
harm in it.
But the Tin Woodman caught the
dog in his arms and held him tight,
while he called to the mice; “Come
back! come back! Toto shall not hurt
Bees and Sparrows Fight for Tree.
A fight between a half dozen Eng
lish sparrows and a swarm of bees for
the possession of an old tree on the
lawn of the Serrlli house. Main street,
was witnessed bp.-/* number of inter
ested spectators, Mye a Philadelphia
correspondent. The colony of bees
swarmed around the tree and discov
ering a hole about 40 feet from the
ground flew In. The first of the army,
which filled the air like a miniature
cloud, had hardly entered the hole be
fore the sparrows came out ruffling
their neck feathers and chattering
with anger.
There were alx sparrows living In
the tree and for five minutes they put
up a gallant fight for the possession
of their home, but the bees were too
much for them and after a time they
slowly draw off, fighting to the last
Loss No Time with Burn.
Bear In mind that quick treatment
of a burn will not only relieve suffer
ing but will frequently remove all
danger of permanent scars. Baking
soda, scraped raw potato, lard, olive
oil, molasses and even milk are ef
ficacious, much of the virtue of the
cure depending upon a speedy appli
For the Hostess
Chat on Topics of Many Kinds, by a
Reeonio’xed Authority
An Animal Party.
This clever animal party may be
utilized for guests either old or young.
It is also adaptable for the needs of
church societies, which are always lu
search of schemes to break the mo
notony, especially at the very com
mencement of an evening affair.
As each person enters a slip of pa
per containing the name of un animal
is to be pinned upon his back and he
Is told he must guess from the conver
sation of those around him what ani
mal he is supposed to represent. Then
pass booklets ornamented with cute
little “Teddy” bears and pencils. On a
door have a poster of the animals go
ing two by two into the ark and the
words, “This Way to the Greatest
Show on Earth." Admit the guests
in groups to this room, where the
cages containing the unlmnls will be
found, allowing ten minutes for each
group to guess what the cages con
tain. Here is a list of animals which
may be added to by individual
hostesses: "Kid” (a glove of kid),
“Lynx” (links of a chain), “Rat” hair
rat), “Monkey” (letters MON and a
door key), "Chamois (a piece of
chamois), "Lion” (a doll's pillow,
"Goat” (a small piece of butter). “Pea
cock” (a dried pea and a toy rooster),
“Bear” (a tiny undressed doll),
"Eagle," (the letter E and a picture of
a sea gull).
The cages (boxes crossed with wire)
were numbered, and the guests wrote
down what they supposed the animal
was in the booklet opposite a corre
sponding number. Animal candy boxes
are good for prizes Then have a
contest to see who can come the near
est pinning a goat's whiskers on in I
the proper place, the contestant to be
Serve an ice, “animal” cookies and
barley sugar animals
Japanese Fan-Tan.
At a Japanese affair this delectable
concoction was served. I give the
recipe as It came to me feeling aure
it will be very welcome, as many
calls for Just such a dish come to the
To make fan-tan, cook half cupful of
well-washed rice in a pint of milk un
til very soft. Stir in a heaping tabla
apoonful of sugar and one well-beaten
egg and remove at once from the fire.
Paris Models
HE WALKIN': costume at the left is of old blue cloth. The back and
Hides of the upper part of the costume simulate a sort of Jacket orna
mented atom: the edge with buttons of the material. These buttons
also ornament the long front which fastens on one side.
The turn-over collar, the wide revers and the cuffs are all faced with
black liberty, of which the girdle is also made. The latter Is knotted in the
back with long sash ends.
To this upper part the lower part is moulted with plaits forming a
deep flounce. The cravat and sleeve ruffles are of iace.
The evening gown at the right Is of crepe de chine trimmed with a
beautiful metal and Jet embroidery.
The upper par*, is in princess or cuirass style, and to this the lower
part is gathered. I’he bertha and little puffed sleeves are of mousseline de
Fashion* for This Fall and Winter
Are Much More Sensible Than
Those of Last Lear.
Last fall and winter the garments
worn by most women of fashion were
not warm. In the first place, there
came the clinging s icath gown which
was worn without a petticoat in most
cases, and women of fashion actually
went forth in these clinging garments,
merely protected b; thin coats and
furs, inadequate to 'heir needs, to say
nothing of their comfort. This sea
son everything indicates heavier ma
terials for Jacket suits. Naturally the
skirts, which are plaited, will be
heavier and warme-, and the gar
ments more senelbhly constructed.
Already the new shapes are being
shown in furs. Th*-y are pretty and
include many new and original pat
terns. Extremely small pieces and
very large ones both figure in the
showing. A dealer says that black
furs will undoubtecly be the early
leaders, because they will be needed
to further enhance the beauty of the
Mix in a hair cupful of assorted
candled fruits, cherries, apricots and
pine apple, and turn into a shallow
well-übttered pan to cool. When firm
cut into strips about an Inch and a
half wide and three inches long; dip
in egg and breadcrumbs and brown
delicately on both sides in butter.
Drain, dust with powdered sugar and
serve hot.
Announcing an Engagement.
The hostess bad usked eight girls
to luncheon and no one expected the
interesting news that was announced
in this fashion: The centerpiece was
a low mound-shaped form of white
roses known as “bride," and there was
a delicate fringe around them of inaid
en-hair ferns and mignonette. Over
this from the chandelier swung a
cluster of white wedding bells; they
were tied with flufTy tulle streamers.
The place cards were little standing
cards of a bride and bridegroom cut
out. and it did not take long to dis
cover that the faces were photographs
of the young woman, who was soon
discovered to be the honored guest,
and the lucky man, who it was discov
ered, was to lead her to the altar. This
menu was served: Chilled canteloup,
creum of spinach soup, fillets of fresh
fish fried In olive oil. with sauce tar
tare; creamed sweetbreads, green
peas In timbals, finger rolls, fruit sal
ad. with cheese and bar-le-duc, pine
apple sherbet, small cakes, coffee.
Fancies of
Green belts are stylish.
Grays are to be fashionable.
Never has lace been so universally
Old red Is a prime favorite with
Yellow is more to be seen than for
Fall tones are generally soft, dull
and faded.
Small buttons are more used than
large ones.
Pockets in motoring coats and ul
sters are huge.
Close fitting styles will continue
through the winter.
forthcoming black costumes. Sluiph
neck-pieces are stock shapes. som«
with small tabs, dainty and com
fortable for wear with one-piece broad
cloth suits. Pillow muffs and wld<
stoles, though mostly without trim
mlngs, deserve mention, as they rep
resent a type of simple styles In suet
Learn to Relax.
Learn to relax, if you want to b<
healthy, happy and good looking. Learc
to save your nerve force, your vital
ity, or nervous energy. J>earn to re
cuperate after any excessive or con
tinued muscular or nervous exhaus
tion. The highly nervous tension ai
which the American girl lives would
make hags of a race of women whe
were not so bounteously endowed witt
strength, vitality and recuperative
The American woman has lost the
art of letting go. Work and play U
her are a constant strain, and the
teachers who are trying to imprest
the necessity of physical as well ai
mental relaxation on their pupils are
reaping a golden harvest.
“TO THE Highlands
OMK people imagine that In
verness Is the end of the high
lands. Nothing could be more
| untrue. Inverness Is the cen
ter. and. In many respects.
the best and most beautiful
portion of the highlands Is to be found
"farther north." Tho population in
the far north Is sparse and there arb
no manufacturing towns to assist in
the prosperity of a railway company
It is not possible, therefore, to have
a dally service of express trains to
the north; but the Highland company
has adopted the system so common in
the great tourist countries on the con
tinent and offers express train ser
vice on certain days of the week.
Time tables should be examined, as
changes may be made from time to
time, so that the very latest informa
tion as to train service may be ob
tained and passengers will do much
for their own comfort and conven
ience If they will try to arrange their
Journeys on the days on which special
provision Is made for them. The
"Farther North" express, on Fridays
only, was most successful and prob
ably an Improvement even on the run
ning of this splendid train will be
made In the future. All the way from
Inverness to Helmsdale (101 miles)
the scenery is simply magnificent. As
the train winds round the three great
firths of Heauly. Cromarty and Dor
noch. with the great hills towering
shove on the opposite side of the line,
the scenery seems to grow ever more
and more entrancing.
Through the woods of fleaufort
castle, across the Ileauly river and
over the neck of land that separates
the Heauly and the Cromarty firths,
the train goes all too quickly for the
eye and reaches Dingwall, the capital
of Koss-shlre. within half an hour of
leaving Inverness. On Its way It
passes, at Muir of Ord. the Junction of
the Ulack Isle line and the main line.
The Hlack Isle, which Is really a pe
ninsula and not an Island at all, con
tains some of the best agricultural
land In the highlands and Is famous
for the crops It grows as well as for
the cattle It rears. There are some
Interesting historical spots well worth
visiting In this part of Koss-shlre; but
the chief attraction for the summer
visitor Is the town of Fortrose and Its
suburb. Kosemarkle, where a fine
sandy bench affords excellent facili
ties for bathing Excellent hotel and
other accommodation Is available and
Fortroso Is worthy of a visit. If It is
only for a day. for the purpose of see
ing the ruins of the cathedral, which
are well preserved.
The difficulty of deciding on the
most beautiful scene In the highlands
Is no small one. but certainly the pass
of Killlecrankie has good claims to
first place and it Is doubtful If there
be a stretch of railway line three
miles In length In any part of the
British Islands that can hold Its own
with the three miles between Pit
lochry and the tunnel at Killlecrankie
To see the pass as it ought to be seen,
one should walk through It; but a
magnificent view of It may be ob
tained by sitting with one's back to
the engine as the train runs north and
looking out towards the river. Unfor
tunately. Immediately after reaching
Tardy Reward For Bravery
After Sixty Years yf Waiting French
man Becomes-Officer of the
An old man of 88, Guillaume Hol
land, has Just been inaAe an officer of
the Legion of Honor for a deed of hero
ism upon the battlefield, which he per
formed 66 years ago. It was In Al
giers. Holland was bugler in the
Chasseurs d'Orleans when Abdel
Kadlr thinned the French ranks after
one of the most desperate battles in
France's history. His regiment was
charged. The Arabs rushed over it
like a cyclone over a cornfield. Only
80 men were left. Again they
charged, and left but 16 standing. . A
third charge and Holland with his
bugle stood alone.
Brought before Ab-del Kader. he was
questioned. There was still some hun
dred Frenchmen left upon the battle
field. and Ab-del Kader knew that they
would fight until the bitter end. He
questioned the lad. "Is there no tune
you blow/* be said, "which makes
the spot where the most beautiful
view la obtained, the train runs Into
a tunnel and the passenger finds him
self in darkness. Perhaps the almost
dramatic contrast may. however, en
able him to even moro greatly appre
ciate the beauty of the scene thus
ruthlessly cut off by nnture and tho
Inartistic though practical mind of tho
railway engineer.
/At Hlalr-Atholl visitors will find ex
cellent hotel accommodation and those
who are Interested In highland history
will be delighted with a visit to Hlalr
castle, the seat of the Duke of Atholl,
to which they are admitted betwooa
the hours of 9 a. m and 6 p. m . on
signing their names In a book and on
payment of one abiding each to a
guide, who will accompany them and
explain the various points of interest
as they proceed. An Interesting drive
or walk may be enjoyed from Blair-
Atboll to the Falls of liruar (three
miles) and to the hanks of that river,
which owe their beautiful woods to*
the petition addressed In 1787 to the
then Duke of Atholl by Robert Burns
during his travels In the highlands
Leaving Illair-Atboll, the train com
mences the long, steep climb across
the Grampian mountains. For 10
miles the highland engines have to
grnpple with the hardesta task allot
ted to any British the
dne rising ultimately to a height of
1.484 feet a short way beyond Dalna
apldal station, the highest point
reached on any railway system In the
The Flndborn river, beautiful be*
yond description, and with some ro
mantic history attached to every mile
of its course. Is a sourco of unending
delight, not only to summer visitors,
but to ad the residents for miles
round; no fine can ever tiro of the
Flndhorn; the angry waters rushing
between the crags at Randolph's Leap,
or as In calmer mood they flow by the
Meads of Bt. John, the site of many
a tourney in the days of old. or
sparkle through the trees as one looks
down at the river from the bill above
the Heronry, will ever preserve tbelr
Irresistible attraction to those who
love that mixture of wildness and nat
ural beauty for which the Flndborn
river Is so famous. "I wish,” wrote
one who visited the river In 1906. "I
wish heartily that 1 could picture to
the Intending tourist the wonders of
the Flndhorn river, the historic sites
of ancient fights and the feuds of
clans that never died until the last
well-guided claymore bad drunk Its
tale of blood.”
Perhaps the most beautiful spot on
the river, as It Is the most famous In
romance. Is Randolph's Leap. Thin
part of the river is open to tho public
on Wednesdays throughout the sea
son; It Involves a drive or cycle ruu
of about 10 miles from Forres, or a
short walk from Dunphall station and
no one sbould fall to pay a visit to
this, the most beautiful piece of river
scenery In the country. Curiously
enough, Randolph never leaped over
this chasm, wisely preferring the com
parative safety of a plank bridge; It
was one of the Cummings of Dunphall
who performed this feat during the
tight known as the “Hattie of the Ixwt
your countrymen give up tho battle?"
"Yes," said Holland. "Then blow It.
or your life Is forfeit," answered Ab
del Kader.
r Roland was about to throw down bis
bugle and bid them take his life,
when a sudden notion, half heroic, half
born of the Impertinence of the Paris
i lan street boy, caught him. He smiled,
I stepped out, put the bugle to bis lips.
- and, as loudly as he could, blew the
i charge. It turned the tide of battle,
i I-ate in the day Holland was told by
his captors as they hurried him away
with them in their flight, that the
French had, after all. been victors,
and eight months later, when he was
released from captivity, the cross of
the legion was his reward. A few
months afterward he had left the
afiny and became postman in his na
tive village of Lacalm. A few days
ago the old man exchanged his
red ribbon for the rosette, and when
he dies ha will receive full military
i honors.

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