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"
Perhaps
the
Wizard
knows
,
"
suggested
Uncle
Henry
.
"
No
;
I
’
ve
never
been
there
before
,
"
said
the
Wizard
.
"
But
I
’
ve
often
heard
of
Fuddlecumjig
and
the
Fuddles
,
who
are
said
to
be
the
most
peculiar
people
in
all
the
Land
of
Oz
.
"
"
In
what
way
?
"
asked
the
Shaggy
Man
.
"
I
don
’
t
know
,
I
’
m
sure
,
"
said
the
Wizard
.
Just
then
,
as
they
rode
along
the
pretty
green
lane
toward
Fuddlecumjig
,
they
espied
a
kangaroo
sitting
by
the
roadside
.
The
poor
animal
had
its
face
covered
with
both
its
front
paws
and
was
crying
so
bitterly
that
the
tears
coursed
down
its
cheeks
in
two
tiny
streams
and
trickled
across
the
road
,
where
they
formed
a
pool
in
a
small
hollow
.
The
Sawhorse
stopped
short
at
this
pitiful
sight
,
and
Dorothy
cried
out
,
with
ready
sympathy
:
"
What
’
s
the
matter
,
Kangaroo
?
"
"
Boo
-
hoo
!
Boo
-
hoo
!
"
wailed
the
Kangaroo
;
"
I
’
ve
lost
my
mi
-
-
mi
-
-
mi
-
-
Oh
,
boo
-
hoo
!
Boo
-
hoo
!
"
-
-
"
Poor
thing
,
"
said
the
Wizard
,
"
she
’
s
lost
her
mister
.
It
’
s
probably
her
husband
,
and
he
’
s
dead
.
"
