Contents
  Introduction
  1。　　The　Cyclone
  2。　　The　Council　with　the　Munchkins
  3。　　How　Dorothy　Saved　the　Scarecrow
  4。　　The　Road　Through　the　Forest
  5。　　The　Rescue　of　the　Tin　Woodman
  6。　　The　Cowardly　Lion
  7。　　The　Journey　to　the　Great　Oz
  8。　　The　Deadly　Poppy　Field
  9。　　The　Queen　of　the　Field　Mice
  10。　　The　Guardian　of　the　Gates
  11。　　The　Emerald　City　of　Oz
  12。　　The　Search　for　the　Wicked　Witch
  13。　　The　Rescue
  14。　　The　Winged　Monkeys
  15。　　The　Discovery　of　Oz　the　Terrible
  16。　　The　Magic　Art　of　the　Great　Humbug
  17。　　How　the　Balloon　Was　Launched
  18。　　Away　to　the　South
  19。　　Attacked　by　the　Fighting　Trees
  20。　　The　Dainty　China　Country
  21。　　The　Lion　Becomes　the　King　of　Beasts
  22。　　The　Country　of　the　Quadlings
  23。　　Glinda　The　Good　Witch　Grants　Dorothy's　Wish
  24。　　Home　Again
  Introduction
  Folklore；　legends；　myths　and　fairy　tales　have　followed　childhood
  through　the　ages；　for　every　healthy　youngster　has　a　wholesome　and
  instinctive　love　for　stories　fantastic；　marvelous　and　manifestly　unreal。
  The　winged　fairies　of　Grimm　and　Andersen　have　brought　more　happiness　to
  childish　hearts　than　all　other　human　creations。
  Yet　the　old　time　fairy　tale；　having　served　for　generations；
  may　now　be　classed　as　〃historical〃　in　the　children's　library；　for
  the　time　has　come　for　a　series　of　newer　〃wonder　tales〃　in　which
  the　stereotyped　genie；　dwarf　and　fairy　are　eliminated；　together
  with　all　the　horrible　and　blood…curdling　incidents　devised　by
  their　authors　to　point　a　fearsome　moral　to　each　tale。　　Modern
  education　includes　morality；　therefore　the　modern　child　seeks　only
  entertainment　in　its　wonder　tales　and　gladly　dispenses　with　all
  disagreeable　incident。
  Having　this　thought　in　mind；　the　story　of　〃The　Wonderful
  Wizard　of　Oz〃　was　written　solely　to　please　children　of　today。　　It
  aspires　to　being　a　modernized　fairy　tale；　in　which　the　wonderment
  and　joy　are　retained　and　the　heartaches　and　nightmares　are　left　out。
  L。　Frank　Baum
  Chicago；　April；　1900。
  THE　WONDERFUL　WIZARD　OF　OZ
  1。　　The　Cyclone
  Dorothy　lived　in　the　midst　of　the　great　Kansas　prairies；　with
  Uncle　Henry；　who　was　a　farmer；　and　Aunt　Em；　who　was　the　farmer's
  wife。　　Their　house　was　small；　for　the　lumber　to　build　it　had　to　be
  carried　by　wagon　many　miles。　　There　were　four　walls；　a　floor　and　a
  roof；　which　made　one　room；　and　this　room　contained　a　rusty　looking
  cookstove；　a　cupboard　for　the　dishes；　a　table；　three　or　four
  chairs；　and　the　beds。　　Uncle　Henry　and　Aunt　Em　had　a　big　bed　in
  one　corner；　and　Dorothy　a　little　bed　in　another　corner。　　There　was
  no　garret　at　all；　and　no　cellarexcept　a　small　hole　dug　in　the
  ground；　called　a　cyclone　cellar；　where　the　family　could　go　in　case
  one　of　those　great　whirlwinds　arose；　mighty　enough　to　crush　any
  building　in　its　path。　　It　was　reached　by　a　trap　door　in　the　middle
  of　the　floor；　from　which　a　ladder　led　down　into　the　small；　dark　hole。
  When　Dorothy　stood　in　the　doorway　and　looked　around；　she　could
  see　nothing　but　the　great　gray　prairie　on　every　side。　　Not　a　tree
  nor　a　house　broke　the　broad　sweep　of　flat　country　that　reached　to
  the　edge　of　the　sky　in　all　directions。　　The　sun　had　baked　the
  plowed　land　into　a　gray　mass；　with　little　cracks　running　through　it。
  Even　the　grass　was　not　green；　for　the　sun　had　burned　the　tops　of
  the　long　blades　until　they　were　the　same　gray　color　to　be　seen
  everywhere。　　Once　the　house　had　been　painted；　but　the　sun
  blistered　the　paint　and　the　rains　washed　it　away；　and　now　the
  house　was　as　dull　and　gray　as　everything　else。
  When　Aunt　Em　came　there　to　live　she　was　a　young；　pretty　wife。
  The　sun　and　wind　had　changed　her；　too。　　They　had　taken　the　sparkle
  from　her　eyes　and　left　them　a　sober　gray；　they　had　taken　the　red
  from　her　cheeks　and　lips；　and　they　were　gray　also。　　She　was　thin
  and　gaunt；　and　never　smiled　now。　　When　Dorothy；　who　was　an　orphan；
  first　came　to　her；　Aunt　Em　had　been　so　startled　by　the　child's
  laughter　that　she　would　scream　and　press　her　hand　upon　her　heart
  whenever　Dorothy's　merry　voice　reached　her　ears；　and　she　still
  looked　at　the　little　girl　with　wonder　that　she　could　find　anything
  to　laugh　at。
  Uncle　Henry　never　laughed。　　He　worked　hard　from　morning　till
  night　and　did　not　know　what　joy　was。　　He　was　gray　also；　from　his
  long　beard　to　his　rough　boots；　and　he　looked　stern　and　solemn；
  and　rarely　spoke。
  It　was　Toto　that　made　Dorothy　laugh；　and　saved　her　from
  growing　as　gray　as　her　other　surroundings。　　Toto　was　not　gray；　he
  was　a　little　black　dog；　with　long　silky　hair　and　small　black　eyes
  that　twinkled　merrily　on　either　side　of　his　funny；　wee　nose。　　Toto
  played　all　day　long；　and　Dorothy　played　with　him；　and　loved　him　dearly。
  Today；　however；　they　were　not　playing。　　Uncle　Henry　sat　upon
  the　doorstep　and　looked　anxiously　at　the　sky；　which　was　even
  grayer　than　usual。　　Dorothy　stood　in　the　door　with　Toto　in　her
  arms；　and　looked　at　the　sky　too。　　Aunt　Em　was　washing　the　dishes。
  From　the　far　north　they　heard　a　low　wail　of　the　wind；　and
  Uncle　Henry　and　Dorothy　could　see　where　the　long　grass　bowed　in
  waves　before　the　coming　storm。　　There　now　came　a　sharp　whistling
  in　the　air　from　the　south；　and　as　they　turned　their　eyes　that　way
  they　saw　ripples　in　the　grass　coming　from　that　direction　also。
  Suddenly　Uncle　Henry　stood　up。
  〃There's　a　cyclone　coming；　Em；〃　he　called　to　his　wife。　　〃I'll
  go　look　after　the　stock。〃　　Then　he　ran　toward　the　sheds　where　the
  cows　and　horses　were　kept。
  Aunt　Em　dropped　her　work　and　came　to　the　door。　　One　glance
  told　her　of　the　danger　close　at　hand。
  〃Quick；　Dorothy！〃　she　screamed。　　〃Run　for　the　cellar！〃
  Toto　jumped　out　of　Dorothy's　arms　and　hid　under　the　bed；　and
  the　girl　started　to　get　him。　　Aunt　Em；　badly　frightened；　threw
  open　the　trap　door　in　the　floor　and　climbed　down　the　ladder　into
  the　small；　dark　hole。　　Dorothy　caught　Toto　at　last　and　started　to
  follow　her　aunt。　　When　she　was　halfway　across　the　room　there　came
  a　great　shriek　from　the　wind；　and　the　house　shook　so　hard　that　she
  lost　her　footing　and　sat　down　suddenly　upon　the　floor。
  Then　a　strange　thing　happened。
  The　house　whirled　around　two　or　three　times　and　rose　slowly
  through　the　air。　　Dorothy　felt　as　if　she　were　going　up　in　a　balloon。
  The　north　and　south　winds　met　where　the　house　stood；　and　made
  it　the　exact　center　of　the　cyclone。　　In　the　middle　of　a　cyclone
  the　air　is　generally　still；　but　the　great　pressure　of　the　wind　on
  every　side　of　the　house　raised　it　up　higher　and　higher；　until　it
  was　at　the　very　top　of　the　cyclone；　and　there　it　remained　and　was
  carried　miles　and　miles　away　as　easily　as　you　could　carry　a　feather。
  It　was　very　dark；　and　the　wind　howled　horribly　around　her；
  but　Dorothy　found　she　was　riding　quite　easily。　　After　the　first
  few　whirls　around；　and　one　other　time　when　the　house　tipped　badly；
  she　felt　as　if　she　were　being　rocked　gently；　like　a　baby　in　a　cradle。
  Toto　did　not　like　it。　　He　ran　about　the　room；　now　here；　now
  there；　barking　loudly；　but　Dorothy　sat　quite　still　on　the　floor
  and　waited　to　see　what　would　happen。
  Once　Toto　got　too　near　the　open　trap　door；　and　fell　in；　and　at
  first　the　little　girl　thought　she　had　lost　him。　　But　soon　she　saw
  one　of　his　ears　sticking　up　through　the　hole；　for　the　strong
  pressure　of　the　air　was　keeping　him　up　so　that　he　could　not　fall。
  She　crept　to　the　hole；　caught　Toto　by　the　ear；　and　dragged　him
  into　the　room　again；　afterward　closing　the　trap　door　so　that　no
  more　accidents　could　happen。
  Hour　after　hour　passed　away；　and　slowly　Dorothy　got　over　her
  fright；　but　she　felt　quite　lonely；　and　the　wind　shrieked　so　loudly
  all　about　her　that　she　nearly　became　deaf。　　At　first　she　had
  wondered　if　she　would　be　dashed　to　pieces　when　the　house　fell　again；
  but　as　the　hours　passed　and　nothing　terrible　happened；　she　stopped
  worrying　and　resolved　to　wait　calmly　and　see　what　the　future　would　bring。
  At　last　she　crawled　over　the　swaying　floor　to　her　bed；　and　lay　down　upon　it；
  and　Toto　followed　and　lay　down　beside　her。
  In　spite　of　the　swaying　of　the　house　and　the　wailing　of　the
  wind；　Dorothy　soon　closed　her　eyes　and　fell　fast　asleep。
  2。　　The　Council　with　the　Munchkins
  She　was　awakened　by　a　shock；　so　sudden　and　severe　that　if
  Dorothy　had　not　been　lying　on　the　soft　bed　she　might　have　been　hurt。
  As　it　was；　the　jar　made　her　catch　her　breath　and　wonder　what　had　happened；
  and　Toto　put　his　cold　little　nose　into　her　face　and　whined　dismally。
  Dorothy　sat　up　and　noticed　that　the　house　was　not　moving；　nor　was　it　dark；
  for