Chapters (26)
- Title Page
- epubBooks Information
- Author's Note
- Tip Manufactures a Pumpkinhead
- The Marvelous Powder of Life
- The Flight of the Fugitives
- Tip Makes an Experiment in Magic
- The Awakening of the Saw–horse
- Jack Pumpkinhead's Ride to the Emerald City
- His Majesty the Scarecrow
- Gen. Jinjur's Army of Revolt
- The Scarecrow Plans an escape
- The Journey to the Tin Woodman
- A Nickel–Plated Emperor
- Mr. H. M. Woggle–Bug, T. E.
- A Highly Magnified History
- Old Mombi indulges in Witchcraft
- The Prisoners of the Queen
- The Scarecrow Takes Time to Think
- The Astonishing Flight of the Gump
- Dr. Nikidik's Famous Wishing Pills
- The Scarecrow Appeals to Glenda the Good
- The Tin–Woodman Plucks a Rose
- The Transformation of Old Mombi
- Princess Ozma of Oz
- The Riches of Content
"No," replied the Scarecrow. "But if the girl still lives I will not stand in her way. It will satisfy me as well to have Jinjur turned out, as an impostor, as to regain the throne myself. In fact, it isn't much fun to be King, especially if one has good brains. I have known for some time that I am fitted to occupy a far more exalted position. But where is the girl who owns the throne, and what is her name?"
"Her name is Ozma," answered Glinda. "But where she is I have tried in vain to discover. For the Wizard of Oz, when he stole the throne from Ozma's father, hid the girl in some secret place; and by means of a magical trick with which I am not familiar he also managed to prevent her being discovered — even by so experienced a Sorceress as myself."
"That is strange," interrupted the Woggle–Bug, pompously. "I have been informed that the Wonderful Wizard of Oz was nothing more than a humbug!"
"Nonsense!" exclaimed the Scarecrow, much provoked by this speech. "Didn't he give me a wonderful set of brains?"
"There's no humbug about my heart," announced the Tin Woodman, glaring indignantly at the Woggle–Bug.
"Perhaps I was misinformed," stammered the Insect, shrinking back; "I never knew the Wizard personally."
"Well, we did," retorted the Scarecrow, "and he was a very great Wizard, I assure you. It is true he was guilty of some slight impostures, but unless he was a great Wizard how — let me ask — could he have hidden this girl Ozma so securely that no one can find her?"
"I — I give it up!" replied the Woggle–Bug, meekly.
"That is the most sensible speech you've made," said the Tin Woodman.
"I must really make another effort to discover where this girl is hidden," resumed the Sorceress, thoughtfully. "I have in my library a book in which is inscribed every action of the Wizard while he was in our land of Oz — or, at least, every action that could be observed by my spies. This book I will read carefully tonight, and try to single out the acts that may guide us in discovering the lost Ozma. In the meantime, pray amuse yourselves in my palace and command my servants as if they were your own. I will grant you another audience tomorrow."
With this gracious speech Glinda dismissed the adventurers, and they wandered away through the beautiful gardens, where they passed several hours enjoying all the delightful things with which the Queen of the Southland had surrounded her royal palace.
On the following morning they again appeared before Glinda, who said to them:
"I have searched carefully through the records of the Wizard's actions, and among them I can find but three that appear to have been suspicious. He ate beans with a knife, made three secret visits to old Mombi, and limped slightly on his left foot."