The first act of the Witch was to make the boy drink a potion which quickly sent him
into a deep and dreamless sleep. Then the Tin Woodman and the Woggle-Bug bore him gently
to the couch, placed him upon the soft cushions, and drew the gossamer hangings to shut
him from all earthly view.
The Witch squatted upon the ground and kindled a tiny fire of dried herbs, which she
drew from her bosom.
When the blaze shot up and burned clearly old Mombi scattered a handful of magical
powder over the fire, which straightway gave off a rich violet vapor, filling all the
tent with its fragrance and forcing the Saw-Horse to sneeze - although he had been warned
to keep quiet.
Then, while the others watched her curiously, the hag chanted a rhythmical verse in
words which no one understood, and bent her lean body seven times back and forth over the
fire. And now the incantation seemed complete, for the Witch stood upright and cried the
one word "Yeowa!" in a loud voice.
The vapor floated away; the atmosphere became, clear again; a whiff of fresh air
filled the tent, and the pink curtains of the couch trembled slightly, as if stirred from
within.
Glinda walked to the canopy and parted the silken hangings. Then she bent over the
cushions, reached out her hand, and from the couch arose the form of a young girl, fresh
and beautiful as a May morning. Her eyes sparkled as two diamonds, and her lips were
tinted like a tourmaline. All adown her back floated tresses of ruddy gold, with a
slender jeweled circlet confining them at the brow. Her robes of silken gauze floated
around her like a cloud, and dainty satin slippers shod her feet.
At this exquisite vision Tip's old comrades stared in wonder for the space of a full
minute, and then every head bent low in honest admiration of the lovely Princess Ozma.
The girl herself cast one look into Glinda's bright face, which glowed with pleasure and
satisfaction, and then turned upon the others. Speaking the words with sweet diffidence,
she said: "I hope none of you will care less for me than you did before. I'm just the
same Tip, you know; only - only - "
"Only you're different!" said the Pumpkinhead; and everyone thought it was the wisest
speech he had ever made.
The Riches of Content
When the wonderful tidings reached the ears of Queen Jinjur - how Mombi the Witch had
been captured; how she had confessed her crime to Glinda; and how the long-lost Princess
Ozma had been discovered in no less a personage than the boy Tip - she wept real tears of
grief and despair.
"To think," she moaned, "that after having ruled as Queen, and lived in a palace, I
must go back to scrubbing floors and churning butter again! It is too horrible to think
of! I will never consent!" So when her soldiers, who spent most of their time making
fudge in the palace kitchens, counseled Jinjur to resist, she listened to their foolish
prattle and sent a sharp defiance to Glinda the Good and the Princess Ozma. The result
was a declaration of war, and the very next day Glinda marched upon the Emerald City with
pennants flying and bands playing, and a forest of shining spears, sparkling brightly
beneath the sun's rays.
But when it came to the walls this brave assembly made a sudden halt; for Jinjur had
closed and barred every gateway, and the walls of the Emerald City were builded high and
thick with many blocks of green marble.
Finding her advance thus baffled, Glinda bent her brows in deep thought, while the
Woggle-Bug said, in his most positive tone: "We must lay siege to the city, and starve it
into submission. It is the only thing we can do."
"Not so," answered the Scarecrow. "We still have the Gump, and the Gump can still
fly" The Sorceress turned quickly at this speech, and her face now wore a bright smile.
"You are right," she exclaimed, "and certainly have reason to be proud of your
brains. Let us go to the Gump at once!" So they passed through the ranks of the army
until they came to the place, near the Scarecrow's tent, where the Gump lay. Glinda and
Princess Ozma mounted first, and sat upon the sofas. Then the Scarecrow and his friends
climbed aboard, and still there was room for a Captain and three soldiers, which Glinda
considered sufficient for a guard.
Now, at a word from the Princess, the queer Thing they had called the Gump flopped
its palm-leaf wings and rose into the air, carrying the party of adventurers high above
the walls. They hovered over the palace, and soon perceived Jinjur reclining in a hammock
in the courtyard, where she was comfortably reading a novel with a green cover and eating
green chocolates, confident that the walls would protect her from her enemies. Obeying a
quick command, the Gump alighted safely in this very courtyard, and before Jinjur had
time to do more than scream, the Captain and three soldiers leaped out and made the
former Queen a prisoner, locking strong chains upon both her wrists.
That act really ended the war; for the Army of Revolt submitted as soon as they knew
Jinjur to be a captive, and the Captain marched in safety through the streets and up to
the gates of the city, which she threw wide open. Then the bands played their most
stirring music while Glinda's army marched into the city, and heralds proclaimed the
conquest of the audacious Jinjur and the accession of the beautiful Princess Ozma to the
throne of her royal ancestors.
At once the men of the Emerald City cast off their aprons. And it is said that the
women were so tired eating of their husbands' cooking that they all hailed the conquest
of Jinjur with Joy. Certain it is that, rushing one and all to the kitchens of their
houses, the good wives prepared so delicious a feast for the weary men that harmony was
immediately restored in every family.
Ozma's first act was to oblige the Army of Revolt to return to her every emerald or
other gem stolen from the public streets and buildings; and so great was the number of
precious stones picked from their settings by these vain girls, that every one of the
royal jewelers worked steadily for more than a month to replace them in their settings.
Meanwhile the Army of Revolt was disbanded and the girls sent home to their mothers.
On promise of good behavior Jinjur was likewise released.
Ozma made the loveliest Queen the Emerald City had ever known; and, although she was
so young and inexperienced, she ruled her people with wisdom and Justice. For Glinda gave
her good advice on all occasions; and the Woggle- Bug, who was appointed to the important
post of Public Educator, was quite helpful to Ozma when her royal duties grew perplexing.
The girl, in her gratitude to the Gump for its services, offered the creature any
reward it might name.
"Then," replied the Gump, "please take me to pieces. I did not wish to be brought to
life, and I am greatly ashamed of my conglomerate personality. Once I was a monarch of
the forest, as my antlers fully prove; but now, in my present upholstered condition of
servitude, I am compelled to fly through the air - my legs being of no use to me
whatever. Therefore I beg to be dispersed." So Ozma ordered the Gump taken apart. The
antlered head was again hung over the mantle-piece in the hall, and the sofas were untied
and placed in the reception parlors. The broom tail resumed its accustomed duties in the
kitchen, and finally, the Scarecrow replaced all the clotheslines and ropes on the pegs
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