"Very well," she answered, and putting on the Golden Cap she uttered the magic words. The Monkeys were as prompt as ever, and in a few moments the entire band stood before her.

The country of the Quadlings seemed rich and happy.

"How far is it to the Castle of Glinda?" asked the child.

So he led the way and the others followed. They had nearly reached the first rock when they heard a rough voice cry out, "Keep back!”

"What can we do, then?" she asked.

"It shall be done," said the King, and at once the Winged Monkeys caught the four travelers and Toto up in their arms and flew away with them. As they passed over the hill the Hammer-Heads yelled with vexation, and shot their heads high in the air, but they could not reach the Winged Monkeys, which carried Dorothy and her comrades safely over the hill and set them down in ９９ｌｉｂ•netthe beautiful country of the Quadlings.

"Who are you?" asked the Scarecrow.

A chorus of boisterous laughter came from the other rocks, and Dorothy saw hundreds of the armless Hammer-Heads upon the hillside, one behind every rock.

Thanking the good woman, they started afresh and walked by the fields and across the pretty bridges until they saw be- fore them a very beautiful Castle. Before the gates were three young girls, dressed in handsome red uniforms trimmed with gold braid; and as Dorothy approached, one of them said to her:

"Good-bye, and thank you very much," returned the girl; and the Monkeys rose into the air and were out of sight in a twinkling.

The Monkeys had set them down near a farmhouse, and the four travelers walked up to it and knocked at the door. It was opened by the farmers wife, and when Dorothy asked for somethi九九藏书网ng to eat the woman gave them all a good dinner, with three kinds of cake and four kinds of cookies, and a bowl of milk for Toto.

"This is the last time you can summon us," said the leader to Dorothy; "so good-bye and good luck to you.”

There was field upon field of ripening grain, with well-paved roads running between, and pretty rippling brooks with strong bridges across them. The fences and houses and bridges were all painted bright red, just as they had been painted yellow in the country of the Winkies and blue in the country of the Munchkins. The Quadlings themselves, who were short and fat and looked chubby and good-natured, were dressed all in red, which showed bright against the green grass and the yel- lowing grain.

Dorothy ran down and helped the Scarecrow to his feet, and the Lion came up to her, feeling rather bruised and sore, and 九*九*藏*书*网said, "It is useless to fight people with shooting heads; no one can withstand them.”

"What are your commands?" inquired the King of the Mon- keys, bowing low.

"To see the Good Witch who rules here," she answered.

Then a head showed itself over the rock and the same voice said, "This hill belongs to us, and we dont allow anyone to cross it.”

"Carry us over the hill to the country of the Quadlings," an- swered the girl.

The Country of the Quadlings

He was quite short and stout and had a big head, which was flat at the top and supported by a thick neck full of wrinkles.

Again a head shot swiftly out, and the great Lion went rolling down the hill as if he had been struck by a cannon ball.

But he had no arms at all, and, seeing this, the Scarecrow did not fear that so helpless a creature could prevent them from climbing the hilｗｗw.９9liｂ.ｎeｔl. So he said, "Im sorry not to do as you wish, but we must pass over your hill whether you like it or not,”

As quick as lightning the mans head shot forward and his neck stretched out until the top of the head, where it was flat, struck the Scarecrow in the middle and sent him tumbling, over and over, down the hill. Almost as quickly as it came the head went back to the body, and the man laughed harshly as he said, "It isnt as easy as you think!”

"Let me have your name, and I will ask Glinda if she will receive you." They told who they were, and the girl soldier went into the Castle. After a few moments she came back to say that Dorothy and the others were to be admitted at once.

and he walked boldly forward.

"You have still the right to command them once more.”

"That will be a hard climb," said the Scarecrow, "but we must get o99lib•netver the hill, nevertheless.”

"It is not a great way," answered the farmers wife. "Take the road to the South and you will soon reach it.

"Will you take me to her?”

L. Frank Baum

"Why have you come to the South Country?”

The Lion became quite angry at the laughter caused by the Scarecrows mishap, and giving a loud roar that echoed like thunder, he dashed up the hill.

THE FOUR TRAVELERS passed through the rest of the forest in safety, and when they came out from its gloom saw before them a steep hill, covered from top to bottom with great pieces of rock.

"Call the Winged Monkeys," suggested the Tin Woodman.

"But you shall not!" replied the voice, and there stepped from behind the rock the strangest man the travelers had ever seen.

"But we must cross it," said the Scarecrow. "Were going to the country of the Quadlings.”