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The
little
girl
spent
most
of
the
afternoon
talking
with
the
Scarecrow
and
the
Tin
Woodman
,
who
related
to
her
all
that
had
taken
place
in
the
Land
of
Oz
since
Dorothy
had
left
it
.
She
was
much
interested
in
the
story
of
Ozma
,
who
had
been
,
when
a
baby
,
stolen
by
a
wicked
old
witch
and
transformed
into
a
boy
.
She
did
not
know
that
she
had
ever
been
a
girl
until
she
was
restored
to
her
natural
form
by
a
kind
sorceress
.
Then
it
was
found
that
she
was
the
only
child
of
the
former
Ruler
of
Oz
,
and
was
entitled
to
rule
in
his
place
.
Ozma
had
many
adventures
,
however
,
before
she
regained
her
father
’
s
throne
,
and
in
these
she
was
accompanied
by
a
pumpkin
-
headed
man
,
a
highly
magnified
and
thoroughly
educated
Woggle
-
Bug
,
and
a
wonderful
sawhorse
that
had
been
brought
to
life
by
means
of
a
magic
powder
.
The
Scarecrow
and
the
Tin
Woodman
had
also
assisted
her
;
but
the
Cowardly
Lion
,
who
ruled
the
great
forest
as
the
King
of
Beasts
,
knew
nothing
of
Ozma
until
after
she
became
the
reigning
princess
of
Oz
.
Then
he
journeyed
to
the
Emerald
City
to
see
her
,
and
on
hearing
she
was
about
to
visit
the
Land
of
Ev
to
set
free
the
royal
family
of
that
country
,
the
Cowardly
Lion
begged
to
go
with
her
,
and
brought
along
his
friend
,
the
Hungry
Tiger
,
as
well
.
Having
heard
this
story
,
Dorothy
related
to
them
her
own
adventures
,
and
then
went
out
with
her
friends
to
find
the
Sawhorse
,
which
Ozma
had
caused
to
be
shod
with
plates
of
gold
,
so
that
its
legs
would
not
wear
out
.
They
came
upon
the
Sawhorse
standing
motionless
beside
the
garden
gate
,
but
when
Dorothy
was
introduced
to
him
he
bowed
politely
and
blinked
his
eyes
,
which
were
knots
of
wood
,
and
wagged
his
tail
,
which
was
only
the
branch
of
a
tree
.
"
What
a
remarkable
thing
,
to
be
alive
!
"
exclaimed
Dorothy
.
"
I
quite
agree
with
you
,
"
replied
the
Sawhorse
,
in
a
rough
but
not
unpleasant
voice
.
"
A
creature
like
me
has
no
business
to
live
,
as
we
all
know
.
But
it
was
the
magic
powder
that
did
it
,
so
I
cannot
justly
be
blamed
.
"
"
Of
course
not
,
"
said
Dorothy
.
"
And
you
seem
to
be
of
some
use
,
’
cause
I
noticed
the
Scarecrow
riding
upon
your
back
.
"
"
Oh
,
yes
;
I
’
m
of
use
,
"
returned
the
Sawhorse
;
"
and
I
never
tire
,
never
have
to
be
fed
,
or
cared
for
in
any
way
.
"
"
Are
you
intel
’
gent
?
"
asked
the
girl
.
"
Not
very
,
"
said
the
creature
.
"
It
would
be
foolish
to
waste
intelligence
on
a
common
Sawhorse
,
when
so
many
professors
need
it
.
But
I
know
enough
to
obey
my
masters
,
and
to
gid
-
dup
,
or
whoa
,
when
I
’
m
told
to
.
So
I
’
m
pretty
well
satisfied
.
