Yankee in Oz - L. Frank Baum

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C ha pt er 1 T he B ig Pa ra de

C h ap t er 2 Y an kee and T om py A rr iv e i n W ackajamm y

Chapter 3 In theYellowCastle

C h ap t er 4 E scap e f ro m W ackajamm y

C ha pt e r 5 T he P ac ka ge d P eo pl e

C ha pt e r 6 M ax , t he M ix -M as te r

C ha pt er 7 T ri p on A T ra v- E- Log

Chapter 8 TheLandofLanterns

C ha pt e r 9 A M er ry M ee ti ng on t he M ou nt ai n

C ha pt er 1 0 The Re d J inn Ma ke s H is Pl ans

C h ap t er 1 1 B ad mann ah t he T er ri bl e!

C h ap t er 1 2 B ad mann ah N et s A no th er P ri ncess

C ha pt e r 1 3 T he R ed J in n' s C as tl e

C ha pt e r 1 4 T he M ag ic C he st

C ha pt er 1 5 Y an ke e t o t he R es cu e

C h ap t er 1 6 I n t hePal aceof Ozmaof O z

Chapter 17 Badmannah'sTreasureCave

C h ap t er 1 8 A un t D of ff s V icto ry B an qu et

C h ap t er 1 9 T he T ravelers R et ur n

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Ch ap te r 1 : T he B ig P ar ad e

T HI NK i t w il l r ai n? " P us hi ng b ac k h is b re ak fa st p la te , T om py d ar te d o ve r t o t he w in do w t o

l oo k a nx io us ly u p a t t he s ky .

" No s ig n of i t s o f ar ," s ai d hi s m ot he r, " th ou gh i t d oe s f ee l a b it t hu nde ri sh a nd h ot .

W hew- -m or e l ik e t he F ou rt h o f J ul y t han L ab or D ay ."

" Oh , w ho m in ds a l it tl e b ur n, " g ri nn ed T om py . W it h a com pl acen t s id ew ay g lance i n t he b uf fet

m ir ro r, h e p ul led d ow n t he j acket o f h is b lu e b an d u ni fo rm , t hen, s wi ng in g h is p reci ou s s nare d ru m o ver

t he r ig ht s ho ul de r, h e p ic ke d u p h is s ti ck s, c la pp ed o n h is v is or ed c ap , a nd o ne -t wo ed i t s ma rt ly t o t he

door.

" Wait . Y ou r g lo ves! " cri ed M rs . T er ry , s natchi ng t hem f ro m a chair and h ur ry in g aft er h im .

" Gee, M om , t hank s! " G rabb in g t he g lo ves, T om py b ro ke i nt o a r un . " Rememb er n ow ," h e

c al le d b ac k o ve r h is s ho ul de r, " yo u b e a t C en te r a nd P in e b y t en s ha rp . T ha t' s w he re w e' re r ea ll y g oi ng

t o g iv e i t t he b ig bl as t o ff . B ye , s ee yo u." Ca st in g d ig ni ty a nd m ar ch in g f or m t o t he w in ds , t he

e le ve n- ye ar -o ld d ru mm er o f P en nw oo d P re p r ac ed o ff t o j oi n t he l in e- up f or t he b ig p ar ad e.

N ot m an y b oy s T om py 's age h ad h is s en se o f r hy th m and m us icians hi p and t ho ug h h e p layed

s ev er al i ns tr um en ts , d ru ms w er e h is g re at es t j oy a nd h ob by . H e h ad a s et a t h om e, c om pl et e w it h r id e

c ym ba ls , h ig h h at , t om -t om , s na re , f lo or s na re , a nd b as s d ru ms . T he b an d o ut fi t a ls o w as o f t he b es t, a nd

s o c le ve r w as T om py w it h s ti ck s, b ru sh , a nd p ed al t ha t h e h ad w on c ou nt le ss p ri ze s o n t el ev is io n

programs and interschool contests. For marching, Tompy used his faithful snare and there was no chanceo f t he f el low s l os in g a b ea t w it h T om py s et ti ng t he p ac e. B es id es b ei ng a w hi z on d ru ms , T om py w as a n

o ut st an di ng s pr in ter, a h an dy f el lo w t o cou nt o n d ur in g h ockey and f oo tb al l s easo ns , and s o l iv el y and

l ik eabl e t hat t he b oy s h ad p ro mp tl y s ho rt en ed t he T ho mas P . T er ry t o " To mp y. "

I n t he f ri en dl y t ow n o fP enn wo od , M em or i al D ay , F ou rt h o f J ul y, and L ab or D ay p ar ad es

w er e g ra nd a nd m em or ab le o cc as io ns . E ve ry bo dy t oo k p ar t o r t ur ne d o ut t o c he er , c ha tt er , a nd h ug el y

enj oy t hems eEv es . N ot hi ng , n ot even a clo ud bu rs t , w ou ld h av e k ep t M rs . T er ry f ro m h er app oi nt ed

place in the line of march on this sultry September morning. Early though it was, crowds already

bordered the tree-lined avenues and from all directions the marchers and motorized units were

assembling. Excited little boys on wheels, streamers floating from handlebars, rode furiously in alld ir ec ti on s. D og s o f e ve ry s ha pe a nd p ed ig re e p ra nc ed a ft er t he ir o wn er s o r d an ge ro us ly t ro tt ed b ac k a nd

f or th o ve r t he h ig hw ay . T he P en nw oo d B an d w as p la ce d a bo ut d ea d c en te r, b et we en t he B oy S co ut s

a nd R ed C ro ss m ob il e u ni t a nd m ar ch er s. U p a he ad w er e t he P ol ic e C ol or G ua rd a nd c ru is in g c ar s, t he

t ow ns hi p o ff icer s i n f lag- bedeck ed m ot or s, t hen a com pany o f A rm y eng in eers , and t he v et er an s, each

post with a splendid turnout and band. Sandwiched between were the Cub and Girl Scouts, the

P en nw oo d R id in g C lu b, t he t el ep ho ne f lo at w it h i ts d ep en da bl e P ol e C at t ru ck , a nd , l as t o f a ll , t he f ir e

companies of Pennwood and the surrounding counties. Polished to the ninety-nines were the chemical

trucks, the hook-and-ladders, and the high-pressure fog fighting units--a long array of modern fire fighting

equ ip ment w it h t heir s ir en s add in g t o t he excit em en t and f un .

Joking with the band boys, saluting passing pals with raised drum stick, Tompy impatiently

m ar ke d t im e a s he wa it ed f or t he o ut fi ts up f ront t o s ta rt mo vi ng. I t s ee me d a we ek of Su nda ys be for e

t he g oo d o ld g o a he ad s ig na l s ou nd ed . T he n w it h a H UP h up H O t he y w er e o ff , f la gs f lu tt er in g, b ra ss es



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blaring, and Tompy giving out with the long rolls and tarrididdles that had made him famous. Wild

ent hu si as m g reet ed t he m ar ch er s. T he p reci si on s tepp in g o f t he S co ut s d es er vedl y d rew l on g cheer s; t he

S aE va ti on A rm y u ni t a nd t he e ng in ee rs c am e i n f or a g oo dl y s ha re , t oo . B ut f or T om py a nd t he

P en nw oo d B an d s tepp in g alo ng s mart ly t o t he s tr ain s o f T he S tar s and S tr ip es F or ever , t he t ow ns peop le

r eall y l et g o w it h s ho ut s, w hi st les, and r es ou nd in g app laus e. T om py 's ear s t ur ned r ed w it h p leas ur e, b ut

k eepi ng h is m in d s tr ictl y o n h is p lain and f an cy r hy th ms h e cheri sh ed t he m om en t t hey w ou ld p as s C en ter

a nd P in e. T he re h is m ot he r, h is f at he r, h is c ou si ns , a nd d oz en s o f t he T er ry c la n w ou ld b e g at he re d a ndw ai ti ng t o g iv e t hem a r oy al s hi varee.

As i t t ur ne d out , To mpy ne ve r di d r ea ch C ent er a nd Pi ne , a t l ea st not i n ba nd f or ma ti on o r a ny

o th er r easo nabl e f or mati on at all . H al fw ay t here, b ig s patt er s o f r ai n b eg an t o f al l and s ud den f ierce g us ts

o f w in d s en t l eaves alo ng t he cur bs s wi rl in g u pw ar d. O mi no us r ol ls o f t hu nd er d ro wn ed o ut all t he b an ds ;

t he s ky t ur ne d g re en s tr ea ke d w it h b la ck w hi le t he w in d r os e t o a v er it ab le h ow l. T he l as t t hi ng T om py

r em em bered w as t he p ar ad er s s catt er in g i n con fu si on f ar b el ow , f or n ow T om py w as air bo rn e, clasp in g

h is d ru m s ti ck s a nd g as pi ng f or b re at h a s H ur ri ca ne H an na h t os se d h im a bo ut l ik e a f oo tb al l. I n g re at

s wo op s h e c ur ve d u pw ar d, t he n d ow n, t he n w ay , W AY u p, h is b uo ya nt d ru m a cc el er at in g t he s pe ed o f

h is f li gh t acr os s t he s ky . B y t hi s t im e h e w as s tr eaki ng h or izon tall y w es tw ar d w it h s uch f or ce and v el ocit yh e c ou ld n o l on ge r t hi nk of o r w or ry a bo ut h im se lf o r a ny on e a t a ll ! H ou rs m ig ht h av e b ee n d ay s a nd

da ys , y ea rs f or a ll T omp y kn ew, a nd how l ong a nd how f ar he w as bl own he ne ve r di d f in d ou t. He w as

n ot even con scio us o f t he f in al s lant d ow nw ar d, n or t he s ud den l es seni ng o f t he t er ri fi c g al e t hat h ad

propelled him like a rocket across the sky. Now, it floated him lazily earthward and with a last little puff

d ro pp ed h im car el es sl y i nt o a clu mp o f b ay berr y b us hes. T he s li gh t j ol t and t he p ri ck le o f t wi gs b ro ug ht

t he y ou ng b an ds ma n o ut o f h is s tu po r a nd t o h is s en se s. F or a w ho le m om en t h e s at p er fe ct ly s ti ll , t he n,

cli mb in g g ro gg il y o ut o f t he b ay berr y b us hes, h e g av e h im self a s hake. H is f ir st t ho ug ht w as f or h is d ru m.

P rais e b e- -i t h ad com e t hr ou gh t he f li gh t i n g oo d s hape. C hang in g h is s ti ck s f ro m h is r ig ht h an d t o h is l ef t,

T om py f lexed h is f in gers , w hi ch w er e p ract ical ly p ar al yzed , and h ad h is f ir st g oo d l oo k aro un d.

" A be ac h! " h e mu tt er ed i n di sm ay . " Be e- ru the r, I ha ve c om e a wa ys . N ot a n o ce an , bu t al ak e, " h e f ig ur ed , s qu in ti ng t hr ou gh h is l as hes. " Go in g t o b e a l on g m ar ch h om e, t hat' s f or s ur e. M ay be I

cou ld cat ch a b us !" h e t ho ug ht h op ef ul ly . B ut aft er p eeri ng i n all d ir ecti on s h e r eali zed t he chances f or a

bus ride were pretty slim. The beach was wide, rock-strewn, and deserted. There were no houses or

r oa ds a ny wh er e i n s ig ht . A b ri sk b re ez e r uf fl ed t he s ur fa ce o f t he l ak e, w hi ch w as n ot b lu e o r g re en b ut a

pleasing yellow. Reflected in its clear waters, the sky tinged the whole with an azure magic all its own.

B ut T om py , s ta nd in g f or lo rn ly o n t he s tr an ge s ho re , w as i n n o m oo d t o a pp re ci at e t he s ce ne ry . N ot a

boat nor sail was on the horizon. Then, just as he was about to turn away, a huge tubular container

r ou nd ed a n i sl an d o ff s ho re a nd , b or ne b y t he t id e, f lo at ed r ap id ly t ow ar d h im .

" Cr azy! " b reat hed T om py , s li pp in g o ut o f h is h al ter and s tash in g h is d ru m and s ti ck s o n t hes an d. I n h is e xc it em en t h e m ad e a l it tl e r us h, s te pp in g r ig ht i nt o t he w at er . C lo se r a nd c lo se r r od e t he o dd

m et al c ra ft , t il l a f in al r ol l of t he t id e l od ge d i t b et we en t wo r oc ks a lm os t a t h is f ee t. T he u pp er h at ch o f

t he c yl in de r h ad s pr un g o pe n a nd r eg ar di ng h im w it h j oy ou s s ur pr is e a nd i nt er es t w as a d og , a

o ne-ear -u p, o ne- ear- do wn k in d o f d og w it h a w id e cur vi ng m ou th and r og ui sh eye.

"Wr-rough!" bellowed the dog as Tompy splashed toward him. Straining against his harness,

h e b ar ked agai n.

"Wait, fellow, wait!" said Tompy, uneasily eyeing the complex fastening of the lower hatch. "I'll

ge t yo u o ut ! A s pa ce do g! A r oc ke t r id er !" he g ul pe d. " No w, w ha t d o I d o? " F or tu na te ly he h ad b ro ug ht

a lo ng h is s co ut k ni fe a nd r ec kl es sl y b eg an c ut ti ng t he c or ds a nd l ac es t ha t h el d t he d og i n t he c ap su le ,

do dgi ng r apt ur ou s l ic ks on t he e ar a nd no se a s be st h e c oul d. As h e w or ke d f ev er is hl y on t he l as t s tout

t ap e, a b ri ght l ab el s ti tc he d on t he ba ck of t he c an va s c oa t w or n by t he dog c aug ht hi s e ye .



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T hi s i s Y AN KE E- - Ai r F or ce- - Do g A s tr o nau t

" Ya nk ee ?" b re at he d T om py . " Wh at a n am e- -w ha t a d og . W el l, t hr ee c he er s a nd a b ig b az oo !"

" Wo o- oo h O OH !" y od el led Y an kee i n com pl et e agr eem en t. T hen, as T om py s ev er ed t he l as t

r es tr ai ni ng b an d, t he d ou gh ty s ky r id er b ur st l ik e a r ocket f ro m h is i mp ri so ni ng s hell , b ou nd ed ash or e,

a nd v an is he d i n a w hi te b lu r o f s pe ed .

A lm os t k no ck ed f iat b y t he i mp act, T om py w as aft er h im i n a f lash . " Yank ee-- YA NK EE !" h e

i mp lo re d, r ac in g o ve r r oc ks a nd s an d. " Co me b ac k! C om e b ac k! O h, t hi s i s a wf ul , a wf ul ." W is e i n

r ecov er y p ro cedu re, h e r eali zed i ns tant ly t hat a r ocket r id er s ho ul d h av e i mm ed iate m ed ical att en ti on

before resuming a normal routine. Yet there was Yankee running like mad. "He'll probably kill himself,"

f um ed t he b oy . S ha di ng h is e ye s, h e l oo ke d d es pe ra te ly i n a ll d ir ec ti on s, b ut t he re w as n o s ig n o f t he

w hi te d og a ny wh er e. M ak in g h is w ay b ac k t o t he l ak e' s e dg e, T om py s lu ng o n h is d ru m, t hr us t t he s ti ck s

t hr ou gh hi s b el t, a nd s at de je ct ed ly d ow n o n a r oc k t o c on si de r w ha t t o d o n ex t. B ef or e h e h ad r ea ch ed

a s in gl e c on cl us io n, a s ca tt er o f s an d a nd a m ig ht y t hu d a nn ou nc ed t he r oc ke t r id er 's r et ur n.

" Oh , Y an kee- -Y an kee, are y ou al l r ig ht ?" D ro pp in g t o h is k nees , T om py emb raced t he

panting but still exuberant traveler.

"Right? Certainly, I'm all right," puffed Yankee, flinging himself full-length on the sand. "Just

h ad t o s tr et ch t he l eg s- -j us t- -" A br up tl y b re ak in g o ff i n t he m id dl e o f a s en te nc e, t he s pa ce d og r ol le d

o ve r a nd s at up . W it h r ou nd e ye s, b oy a nd d og r ega rd ed e ac h o the r.

"You're not barking; you're talking," stuttered Tompy leaning forward. "But how could

you--how can you?"

" Bu t I A M! " s qu ea le d Y an ke e k ic ki ng u p a s ho we r o f s an d. " No w, l et 's n ot w or ry o ve r t hi ng s

w e d o n ot u nd er st an d, " h e con ti nu ed m or e cal ml y. " I am t al ki ng . T here i t i s. D o y ou m in d?"

" Mi nd ? I s ho ul d s ay n ot !" T om py t ol d h im b reat hl es sl y. " Wh y, i t' s g reat , i t' s g rand ! N ow y ou

c an te ll me a ll a bout your f li ght and ma ybe t oge the r w e c an f igur e out a w ay t o ge t hom e. BOY! Am I

ever lucky!"

" We 'r e b ot h l uc ky ," p an te d Y an ke e. " Ju st t hi nk , h er e I a m t al ki ng l ik e a t ro up er . B y G eo rg e,

wa it t il l I ge t ba ck t o t he ba se . I 'l l gi ve t he boys t he s hoc k of t he ir l iv es . He re I 've ha d t o ge t on wi th

barks, growls, and tail wags all my life, and though I can understand people, people are pretty dumb and

slow about understanding dogs. Why, this is ma-luff-maliff-teruff-terrif, Grrr ough ough ough! Just

w an ted t o s ee w heth er I s ti ll can b ar k, " h e f in is hed apo lo geti call y. T hen, s natchi ng a d ru m s ti ck f ro m

T om py 's b el t, h e t os se d i t h ig h i n t he a ir , c au gh t i t n ea tl y, a nd d ro pp ed i t a t T om py 's f ee t.

" Oh , p leas e, n ot m y d ru m s ti ck !" b eg ged T om py r et ri ev in g t he s ti ck and clu tchi ng i t t ig ht



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again st h is chest . " Th es e are s peci al o nes, y ou k no w. "

"I know, I know," dra wl ed t he s pa ce dog. "We have ba nds a t t he ba se, boy, a nd how I love

t ho se d ru ms . B ut I m us t s ay t hi s i s all h ig hl y i rr eg ul ar and o ff s ch ed ul e. J us t t he s im pl e m at ter o f g oi ng i nt o

o rbi t, dr op pi ng d own of f a n i sl an d, be in g s coo pe d u p b y t he N av y, a nd f lo wn ba ck t o t he C ape . I ns te ad

o f w hi ch I pl um p d ow n i n a y el lo w l ak e, h it a r oc k, b lo w m y t op , a nd f in d m ys el f o n s om e s tr an ge p la ne t

w it h a b oy dr um me r! A ll v er y p ee k, i f yo u a sk m e! "

" Pecu li ar i s r ig ht ," s ig hed T om py , p us hi ng b ack h is cap . " Th is cou nt ry d oes n ot l oo k l ik e o ur

country at all."

"Then how'd you get here?" inquired Yankee, staring intently at his fellow adventurer. "You

d on 't l oo k l ik e a p la ne te er t o m e. "

"O h, I 'm n ot -- I' m n ot ," T om py ass ur ed h im h as ti ly . " I' m T ho mas P . T er ry f ro m P en nw oo d,

P en ns yE vani a. I w as l au nched, t oo , Y an k. H ur ri cane s tr uck w hi le I w as m ar ch in g i n t he L ab or D ay

parade and, POW-ZOWY, I blew and flew for miles and miles and finally dropped down here about tenminutes ago."

" An d a f or tu na te t hi ng f or m e. W it ho ut yo ur he lp , I m igh t n ev er ha ve g ot ou t o f t ha t

c on fo un de d c an ." W it h a g la nc e o ve r h is s ho ul de r a t t he m et al s pa ce c ap su le , Y an ke e m ov ed c lo se r t o

t he boy who ha d f re ed hi m.

"Bee-ruther!" exclaimed Tompy, throwing one arm around the dog. "Weren't you lonely up

t here all b y y ou rs el f? W er en 't y ou s cared?"

" Un co mf or tabl e, p er haps ," adm it ted Y an kee, h al f clo si ng h is eyes at t he m em or y o f h is

h ar ro wi ng r id e, " bu t n ot s ca re d. B ul l t er ri er s d on 't s ca re e as y, y 'k no w. I 'm n ot p ur e b ul l t er ri er ," h e w en to n cal ml y, " a b it o f s pr in ger s pani el i s m ix ed i n s om ew here i n m y f am il y w hi ch accou nt s f or t hese f reck led

e ar s a nd m y l ong er l eg s. B ut m os tl y I a m bu ll t er ri er a nd bu ll t er ri er s a re T OU GH . T ha t i s w hy t he y

c ho se me , I e xpe ct , a nd w it h ha lf t he N avy s ea rc hi ng f or me b y t hi s t im e, I 'd be tt er ge t ba ck t o t he

Cape!"

" Fi rs t we 'l l g et y ou ou t of t ha t j ac ke t, " d ec id ed T om py a nd t hi s h e pr oc ee de d t o d o. Ne xt h e

u nw ou nd t he w ir es a nd p ul le d o ff t he a dh es iv e s en so rs f ro m t he s pa ce d og 's c he st .

"T hey r eg is t er ed t emp er atu re, h eart b eat , b lo od p res su re, and s o o n, " exp lain ed Y an kee,

w in ci ng a b it as t he l as t adh es iv e cam e l oo se. T he h an ds om e l eath er h ar ness w it h i ts cro ss ed A meri canf la gs T om py d id n ot r em ov e. " Boy ! W ha t a r el ie f! " s ig he d Y an ke e. R ol li ng o ve r a nd o ve r, h e k ic ke d u p

h is l eg s and w ri gg led j oy ou sl y i n t he s an d.

" Mayb e w e s ho ul d s av e t hi s j acket and s om e o f t he i ns tr um en ts i n t he cap su le." T om py

g lanced u ncer tain ly at t he b ig m et al con tain er s ti ll s tu ck f as t b et ween t wo r ocks .

"Why?" Yankee continued to roll luxuriously. "The fellows have already received all the flight

d at a b y r ad io and h av e all t he i nf or mati on t hey n eed. "

" Th en y ou d id g o i nt o o rb it !" g as ped T om py , eyein g t he s ti ll w ri gg li ng r ocket r id er w it h

growing admiration and respect.

" H ow s ho ul d I k no w?" w heezed Y an kee. R ol li ng o ver, h e b eg an t o b ar k h ys teri call y, q ui te



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f or ge tt in g h e c ou ld t al k. " Wh at I m ea nt t o s ay ," h e a dd ed a s T om py l oo k p uz zl ed , " wa s t ha t I w as i n

t he re l on g e no ug h t o o rb it t hr ee o r f ou r t im es , I f I d id , w el l, I g ue ss w il l p ut t ho se b ea rs a nd m on ke ys

back in their cages!" Racing in a mad circle around his rescuer, Yankee wound up with a leap that rolled

T om py o ver b ack war ds .

" No t u nl es s w e ge t h om e a nd c an pr ov e i t, " pu ff ed T om py , f end in g hi m of f w it h o ne h an d a nd

s cr am bl in g t o h is f ee t. " Do y ou r ea li ze t ha t w e a re L OS T a nd r ig ht i n t he m idd le o f no wh er e? "

" Lo st !" s ni ff ed Y an ke e, k ic ki ng u p a c lo ud o f s an d. " Yo u c an 't l os e a b ul l t er ri er , b oy . I 'l l f ind

t he w ay b ac k, n ev er f ea r, a nd t ak e y ou a lo ng w it h m e. "

" Wh y, Y an ke e, I b el ie ve y ou w il l! A nd, k now s om et hi ng e ls e? I l ik e yo u; I l ike y ou a l ot ."

"And I l ike YOU! " Ya nke e s pra ng hi gh in t he a ir t o l ick Tom py on the nos e. "C om e on,

sonny. We're wasting time." Tompy, however, still felt uneasy about his doughty guide.

" Oh , I 'm s ur e y ou s ho ul d r es t, a nd I k no w y ou s ho ul d h av e s om e s ho ts o r s pe ci al f oo d. "D es pair i ng ly , h e l oo ked aro un d t he b ar ren b each .

" No w t here y ou g o, w or ry in g abo ut t hi ng s w e can 't h el p. I 'm f in e, j us t f in e, " i ns is ted t he t er ri er .

" I ha ve be en f ed s ome g oof y s tuf f t hr ou gh a t ube a nd th ough I c oul d go f or a ju ic y bone -- " Ya nke e ma de

a p la yf ul d as h f or T om py 's s hi n. " Bu t t ha t c an w ai t. C om e o n, l et 's g o, a nd g iv e u s a r id dl e- cu m- ji g o n

t ha t d ru m, T om p. I t' ll s ca re o ff t he n at iv es a nd s ta rt u s o ut i n s ty le . T hi s w ay , b oy -- ou r c ou rs e i s d ue

eas t, " h e ann ou nced aft er s ni ff in g t he air d el icat el y i n all d ir ecti on s. A nd s o, t o t he l iv el y r at ta-t a- tat o f

T om py 's d ru m, t he t wo t ra ve le rs t ur ne d t he ir b ac ks o n t he y el lo w l ak e a nd s et r es ol ut el y o ff t o f in d t he ir

w ay b ac k h om e.

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C hapt er 2 : Y an kee and T om py A rr iv e i n W ackajamm y

A FT ER a l on g m il e' s m ar ch , t hr ou gh h ea vy s an d a nd a ro un d j ag ge d r oc ks , t he t wo

adventurers found themseEves facing a wide stretch of pleasanter countryside.

R ol li ng h il ls , f ield s o f w av in g w heat , and an o ccas io nal s tand o f t rees p ro mi sed eas ier g oi ng

and p er haps t he p resence o f f ri en dl y n at iv es .

" Th is can 't b e ano th er p lanet, " d eclared T om py , p au si ng t o s hake t he s an d f ro m h is l oafers . " If

i t w er e, w e' d b e f ri ed and f ri zzled w it ho ut o xy gen o r p ress ur e s ui ts ."

" My g ue ss i s- -w e' re o n s om e l ow er l ev el b et we en t he e ar th a nd o ut er s pa ce ," r ea so ne d

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" Yo u s ur el y k no w a l ot f or a d og ," m ar veled T om py , r eg ar di ng t he t er ri er w it h w id e- ey ed

admiration.

" Wh y n ot ?" d ra wl ed Y an ke e. " Do gs a re j us t a s s ma rt a s p eo pl e, u su al ly s ma rt er . T ro ub le i s,

people never ask dogs things; they just TELL them things, snap the fingers, whistle, shout, or talk baby

talk. And that I find disgusting!"

" I' ll b et y ou d o! J eepers , Y an ky D an k, are y ou ever f un ny !" l au gh ed T om py . " Bu t aft er all ,

people don't often have a chance to talk to dogs. Dogs don't talk where we come from, remember?"

" O h, I r em em ber all r ig ht ," g ru mb led t he t er ri er . " Bu t i f w e u nd er st an d p eo pl e- talk , w hy can 't

they understand us?"

" Wo nd er i f t he re a re a ny p eo pl e a ro un d h er e, o r a ny p la ce w he re w e c ou ld b uy a s an dw ic h? "

s igh ed T om py. " I' m h un gr y a s a g oa t a nd B OY , w he n I t hi nk o f t ha t pi cn ic I 'm m is si ng ."

"T ry t he g rass ," s ai d Y an kee. S natchi ng a m ou th fu l, h e chewed i t u p w it h p retend ed r el is h.T hi s r ea ll y w or ri ed T om py , f or h e h ad n ot ic ed t ha t d og s a t h om e o nl y a te g ra ss w he n t he y w er e o ut o f

sorts.

" Le t' s pu sh on . Ma ybe t he re 's a f ar m a he ad, " h e u rge d, s ta rt in g of f a t a go od pa ce wi th

Y an kee l op in g h op ef ul ly alo ng si de. H e h ad s to pp ed d ru mm in g q ui te a w hi le b ack, as w at ch in g h is f oo ti ng

and k eepi ng an eye o ut f or f ri en ds o r enemi es t oo k h is w ho le and ent ir e att en ti on . H al fw ay t hr ou gh t he

f ir st s ma ll w oo d t he y h ad t he ir f ir st b it o f g oo d f or tu ne . I n a l ea f- st re wn c le ar in g, a rc he d o ve r b y a

peaked yellow roof stood a well.

"What's this?" inquired Yankee, sniffing suspiciously at the mossy stones built up around the

opening.

" A w el l, and t hat m eans w at er !" exp lain ed T om py b ri ef ly . S ei zi ng t he crank t hat o perated t he

r us ty c ha in h e b eg an t ur ni ng i t b ri sk ly . W it h e ch oi ng g ro an s a nd c re ak s t he b uc ke t b eg an t o r is e.

"Hurry! Hurry!" begged Yankee, dancing with impatience. "I'm thirsty enough to drink a river."

W it h a l as t h ar d t ur n, T om py b ro ug ht t he b ri mm in g b uc ke t t o t he t op a nd w as a bo ut t o l if t i t d ow n w he n

h e n ot iced s om e p ri nt in g o n t he s id e.

" Welcom e W el l! " ann ou nced t he m es sage. W ho d ri nk s o f t hese w at er s s hall b e cur ed o f all i ll s

and b e W EL L, i nd eed. "

" Well , w el l and g oo d! " chu ck led T om py , r eadi ng t he f ri en dl y g reet in g alo ud . " So w hat are w e

waiting for?"

"You first." Yankee gulped convulsively as Tompy drew a brimming dipperful and drank it

thirstily.

" Gol ly d ay ! I d o f ee l b et te r, no t t ir ed a t a ll . B oy , w as t ha t e ve r g ood ." W ip in g h is m ou th o n h is

s le ev e, T om py l if te d t he bu ck et d ow n f or Y an ke e, w ho g ul pe d a nd g ul pe d t il l i t w as h al f e mp ty . W he n a t

l as t h e h ad h ad h is f il l, T om py 's h ea rt g av e a g re at t hu mp o f r el ie f. Th er e w as a n ew l ig ht a nd s pa rk le i n

t he s pa ce d og 's a mb er e ye s.

" Ju st w ha t I n ee de d, G ruf f- ru ff . I f ee l g re at !" e xc la im ed Y ank ee . " Boy , i f I f el t a ny b et te r I



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c ou ld n' t s ta nd i t. W ha t k in d o f w at er w as t ha t a ny wa y? "

" Se ar ch m e, " a ns we re d T om py w it h a s hr ug , " bu t i f t ha t m es sa ge w as c or re ct , y ou a re n ow i n

f ine s ha pe a nd ha ve t hr ow n o ff a ll i ll e ff ec ts of yo ur r oc ke t r id e. Y ou 'l l h av e t o a dm it t hi s i s a f unn y

country, though."

Y an kee m ad e n o r ep ly , f or s nu ff li ng aro un d i n t he b ucket, h e f ou nd a r ou nd m et al b ox . L if ti ngit out wi th hi s t ee th, he tos se d i t high i n t he a ir .

" Be c ar ef ul ," w ar ne d T om py , c at ch in g i t a s i t c am e d ow n. " Co ul d b e a bo mb or s om et hi ng ."

" Pr ob ab ly s om e v it am in p il ls ," s co ff ed t he t er ri er , t ak in g ano th er l on g d ri nk f ro m t he b ucket, as

T om py c ar ef ul ly e xa mi ne d t he l it tl e b ox . " On e t o a p er so n, " d ir ec te d t he l ab el o n t he b ox t op .

"W el l I 'm n ot a pe rs on. I 'm a do g, s o gi ve me t wo," Ya nke e gr inn ed wi de ly a s T ompy

s napp ed u p t he l id . I t w as f ul l o f s mall env el op es . " Tu rn r ig ht ," s ai d t he car d s ho rt ly .

" Bu t t ha t' s a ll w ro ng ," o bj ec te d Y an ke e, a s T om py r ea d o ut t he c ar d. " Du e e as t i s s tr ai gh t

a he ad . S ee w ha t' s o n m in e? "

" Tu rn l ef t, " o rd er ed t he s econ d car d.

" Left ? I 'l l d o n ot hi ng o f t he k in d, " s narl ed t he t er ri er . S natchi ng t he car d, Y an kee g ro un d i t

u nd er fo ot a nd t he n b ur ie d i t f or g oo d m ea su re . " Go d if fe re nt w ay s; n ot o n y ou r l if e. I 'v e n ev er h ad a b oy

before and I aim to stick with him till we get back to the good old U.S.A. Hay! Hay!"

"I 'v e n ev er h ad a d og e it he r, " c ri ed T om py , t os si ng h is c ar d o ve r h is s ho ul de r, " bu t i f I d id

h av e o ne , I 'd w an t h im t o b e e xa ct ly l ik e y ou -- yo u' re t he b es t d og a f el lo w c ou ld h av e, Y an kyDank,know that!"

" Gr rr -r r! W uf f w oo oO OO O! " L eapi ng u p t o l ick T om py o n t he ear and f ur io us ly w ag gi ng h is

t ai l, Y an kee b ou nd ed f or ward . " Co me o n, t hen. W e' ll f ol lo w m y n os e and s tay t og et her n o m at ter w hat! "

"No matter what," repeated Tompy, hurrying after his self-appointed guide. Zig-zagging left

a nd r ig ht , t he s pa ce d og g al lo pe d a lo ng s o f as t T om py h ad t o r un t o k ee p h im i n s ig ht . " Hi -- ta ke i t e as y, "

h e p uf fe d, p us hi ng t hr ou gh a m as s o f b ru sh . Y an ke e a lr ea dy h ad s to pp ed a nd s ta nd in g o n h is h in d l eg s

w as s tari ng i nt en tl y at a s ig n n ai led t o a y el lo w p in e. " Wack aj am my , t wo ell en bo gg er s ahead ," r ead

T om py . " No w, h ow f ar w ou ld t ha t b e? "

" W ho c ar es ," y ip pe d Y an ke e, d ro pp in g t o a ll f ou rs . " Le t' s t ak e a w ha ck a t i t. M ay be t he y' ll

g iv e u s s om et hi ng t o eat . I 'm h un gr y eno ug h t o chew b ar k. "

" Me , t oo ," s ig he d T om py , p at ti ng h is m id dl e, " so t he s oo ne r w e g et t he re t he b et te r. " T en

m in ut es b ro ug ht t he m t o t he e dg e o f t he w oo ds a nd r ig ht t o t he e dg e o f a b il low in g e xp an se o f w he at t ha t

s tr et ch ed o n a s f ar a s t he e ye c ou ld r ea ch . C ut ti ng t hr ou gh t he w he at a nd a lm os t a s i f p la nn ed f or t he ir

convenience was a yellow pebbled highway.

" Well , I m us t s ay t hi s i s m or e civ il ized ," con ceded Y an kee, s tepp in g g in gerl y o ut o n t he

pebbled pathway.

" Co ul d b e a t rap, " w or ri ed T om py f ol lo wi ng h im cau ti ou sl y. " Su pp os e w e r un i nt o a b ev y o f



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natives brandishing spears?"

" Nati ves b rand is hi ng s pear s w ou ld n ot b e r ai si ng t hi s f in e g rain n or h av e b ui lt t hi s n eat

r oa dw ay ," a rg ue d Y an ke e. " Do ub tl es s t he y a re f in e p eo pl e w ho w il l w el co me u s w it h o pe n a rm s a nd a

s pl en di d l un ch . G iv e o ut w it h t he d ru m, b oy , s o t he y' ll k no w w e' re c om in g. A o ne -- a t wo -- a! T ap t er

r ap pa t a t ap pa t a t ap !" S ti ff l eg gi ng i t o n a he ad , Y an ke e t os se d o cc as io na l c om me nt s o ve r h is s ho ul de r.

" I am a f ri en dl y f el lo w, u su al ly ," o bs er ved t he s pace d og s ol em nl y. " So l on g as p eo pl e are f ri en dl y, I amf ri end ly. I f t he y a re not , I s pr ing s ide wa ys a nd knoc k ' em do wn. I s how m y t ee th a nd gr owl . Now , my

a dv ic e t o y ou , T om p, i s t hi s- -i f y ou m ee t s om eo ne b ig ge r t ha n y ou a nd t he y s ta rt r ou gh ing i t u p, s ti ck o ut

y ou r f oo t! " C lo si ng o ne eye, Y an kee r es um ed h is f or ward m ar ch .

" Ha h a- -s ti ck o ut y ou r f oo t! I 'l l r em em ber t hat. B ut l et 's t ry b ei ng f ri en dl y f ir st , s hall w e? G ol ly ,

t hi s p at h i s w id en in g ou t. T ake a l oo k! "

" Th e r ecep ti on com mi tt ee," m ut tered t he t er ri er , s to pp in g s ho rt w it h o ne f oo t s ti ll i n t he air . T he

pebbled pathway had indeed widened out. A vast, grassy park, surrounding a handsome yellow castle

r os e l ik e a m ir ag e b ef or e t heir eyes. D rawn u p b ef or e t he cas tl e an i mp os in g arr ay o f d ig ni tari es s il en tl yr eg ar ded t hem. C lad i n y el lo w s il k j er sey j ackets and j eans w it h g reen l eath er b el ts , w eari ng g reen l eath er

g ol d bu ck le d p um ps t he y w er e a s h an ds ome a l ot a s t he b oy or d og ha d e ve r s ee n. Me n a nd wo me n

a li ke h ad b ri gh t y el lo w h ai r d ra wn b ac k a nd c au gh t o n t op o f t he ir he ad s w it h g ol de n r in gs . T he m en 's

h ai r e nd ed i n a w av in g b rus h, t he w om en 's i n s hi ni ng p on y t ai ls t ha t r ea ch ed f ar b el ow t he w ai st . A s t he

silence continued, Yankee, growing restive, barked sharply. Covering their ears, the entire company

began moving backwards.

"Oh, now you've frightened them," whispered Tompy. "Say something. Say something

quickly."

" Co mp an y H AL T! " b aw led Y an kee i n a l ou d b ut p leas an t v oi ce. T o T om py 's s ur pr is e, t heyd id h al t. T he n t he t al le st o f t he g ro up s te pp ed f or wa rd a nd g ra ci ou sl y r ai se d h is s ce pt er , a l on g, l on g l oa f

o f b re ad . A s t he g ol d r in g h ol di ng b ac k h is h ai r w as w id er t ha n t he o th er s a nd s tu dd ed w it h j ew el s,

T om py i mm ed ia te ly d ec id ed t ha t t hi s w as t he t op m an . H is f ir st w or ds p ro ve d t ha t h e w as r ig ht .

" I am K in g J ack- a- lack o f W ackajamm y, " ann ou nced t he s lend er r ul er w it h a g raci ou s w av e

o f h is s cept er . " Welcom e, b oy , and -- an d ani mal, " f in is hed t he k in g aft er a l on g, cur io us l oo k at t he b ul l

terrier.

" Th is i s Y an kee, an A meri can A ir F or ce d og ," exp lain ed T om py h as ti ly , " very s mart , v er y

friendly."

" Hi -y i! I l ov e E VE RY BO DY !" y el ped Y an kee w it h an exu berant l eap f or ward . T he l eap w as

s o u nexp ected and f or cef ul i t k no ck ed t he s tart led m on ar ch f lat . N ot hi ng d au nt ed, Y an kee b eg an

frantically licking his face from chin to forehead.

" Bu t- -b ut - -n ob od y l ov es a k in g, " s pu tt ered J ack -a-l ack , as t wo o f h is cou rt ier s p ul led h im

q ui ck ly t o h is f eet.

" We ll , I d o, " i ns is te d t he t er ri er , o nl y p re ve nt ed f ro m a s ec on d l ea p b y t he r es tr ai ni ng h an d o f

T om py o n h is h ar ness .

" No w, n ow , I 'm s ur e t ha t i s v er y n ic e, " m um bl ed h is M aj es ty w it h a n u ne as y s te p b ac kw ar d.

" We h av e b een exp ecti ng y ou , y ou k no w. H an d m e t hat s cr ol l, T eena." W it h a f lash in g s mi le, t he



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h an ds om e g ir l b es id e J ac k- a- la ck p ul le d a t hi n p ar ch me nt s cr ol l f ro m h er p oc ke t a nd h an de d i t o ve r t o

t he k in g. O peni ng t he s cr ol l h e r ead s lo wl y and d is ti nctl y t he f ol lo wi ng w or ds : " Tw o d ar in g and i nt repi d

t ravelers f ro m a f ar and f am ou s l an d w il l f in d and r es cu e t he P ri nces s D of fi ."

" Th at 's u s all r ig ht ," s ai d Y an kee w it h a com pl acen t g lance at T om py .

" B ut I d on 't u nd er st an d, " p ut i n T om py . " Ho w c ou ld y ou k no w w e w er e c om in g w he n. w e d idn ot even k no w i t o ur selv es ?"

" Becaus e Y am mer J am mer, C hi ef C ou ns el or o f t he r ealm , h as s o p ro gn os ti cated. Y am mer

n ev er y et h as b een w ro ng ," s tated t he k in g r ol li ng u p t he s cr ol l. C om pl et el y u ncon vi nced , T om py s ai d

nothing.

" Ju st w ho i s t hi s P ri nces s?" i nq ui red Y an kee, com in g p ract ical ly t o t he p oi nt .

"My aunt," the king told him solemnly. "Aunt Doffi manages this whole country and nothing has

g on e r ig ht s in ce s he d is ap pe ar ed . O nl y A un t D of fi k no ws t he s ec re t r ec ip es f or o ur f am ou s b re ad , c ak es ,biscuits, and pies, the proper time to plant our wheat, and the best days for harvesting. She tells us what

t o d o abo ut every th in g. I -t el l- yo u, w it ho ut A un t D of fi w e are com pl et el y l os t. "

" Ho w l on g h as s he b een g on e?" ask ed T om py , i nt er es ted i n s pi te o f h im self .

"One week, today," sighed the king, rolling his eyes mournfully. "Just

left--disappeared--vanished without a trace."

" Now , I w ou ld n' t w or ry t oo m uc h, " a dv is ed Y an ke e, m ak in g a s na tc h a t a y el low f ly . " Yo u

probably worked the old girl too hard, King dear, she has simply gone off on a short vacation."

"S he i s n ot an O LD g ir l, " s tated J ack- a- lack w ag gi ng h is f in ger s tern ly . " Au nt D of fi i s a l ov el y

l ad y and als o a p ri nces s. N ev er , n ev er w ou ld s he h av e l ef t u s w il li ng ly ."

"O h, a ll r ig ht , a ll r ig ht , s ay s he i s- -" a ns we re d t he t er ri er , " bu t a ft er a ll , J ac k, y ou a re t he r ul er

h er e; w hy n ot s ta rt a ct in g l ik e o ne ? N ev er h ea rd of a n a un t r un ni ng a k in gd om , di d y ou , T om p? "

" I t ho ug ht -- I t ho ug ht y ou l ov ed m e, " s ni ff ed J ack- a- lack , l oo ki ng r eady t o cry .

" Oh , I d o, I d o! " L un gi ng f or wa rd, Y an ke e g av e t he k in g' s h an d a c on ci li at or y l ic k. " Bu t I m us t

s ay , y ou a re m ak in g i t p re tt y h ar d. T he re , t he re , n ow ," h e a dd ed q ui ck ly , a s t he k in g' s f ac e g re w l on ge r a nd l on ge r. " We 'l l f in d y ou r A unt D of fi , bu t f ir st w e m us t h ave s om et hi ng t o e at , s o w e' ll b e i n g ood

s hape f or t he j ou rn ey ."

" Hear ! H ear! T hi rt y- th ree cheer s! " s ho ut ed t he cou rt iers t os si ng t heir y el lo w l ocks . I n t he

confusion and excitement, Tompy managed a few words with his wily companion.

" Go od f or y ou , Y an k. T ha t' s a n ea t i de a. W e' ll a gr ee t o a ny th in g t il w e' ve h ad a g oo d l un ch .

T he n w e' ll b e o ff l ike a f la sh . I t w il l be h ar d e no ugh t o f ind o ur ow n w ay ho me w it hou t s to ppi ng t o h un t

for lost aunties."

" Mayb e s he's h id in g i n an aun t h il l, " s ni ck er ed t he t er ri er cap er in g aft er J ack- a- lack w ho w as

w av in g t hem i nt o t he y el lo w cas tl e. A dd in g h is d ru m t ap s t o t he r es ou nd in g cheer s, T om py f ol lo wed o n

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C ha pt er 3 : I n t he Y el lo w C as tl e

TO MP Y ne ve r ha d b ee n i n a c as tl e be for e a nd d ar te d q ui ck g la nc es l ef t a nd r ight a s t he y

passed through the great glass doors into the main hall. There were heavy damask curtains at the tall

windows; latticed screens, carved light wood chairs, cushioned sofas, gold topped tables stood invitingly

a bo ut . A y el lo w f ou nt ai n s pr ay ed u p i n t he c en te r, t he f lo or w as t il ed , e ac h s qu ar e o f e xq ui si te d es ig n a ndworkmanship in different shades of yellow and green.

" Bo y, o h b oy , t he b as e w as n ot hi ng l ik e t hi s, " m ar ve ll ed Y an ke e, p au si ng t o t ak e a l on g d ri nk

from the fountain.

" No r P en nw oo d, e it he r! " s ai d T om py , l ea ni ng d ow n t o w hi sp er i n t he s pa ce d og 's e ar . " It 's

l ik e a d ream , o r s om et hi ng ."

" T he n I h op e w e h av e s om et hi ng t o e at b ef or e w e w ak e u p, " m ut te re d t he h un gr y t er ri er . " My

g ue ss i s, t ha t t he se w he at g ro we rs w il l c om e u p w it h n ot hi ng b ut b is cu it s, c ak e, a nd p ie !"

Y an kee g uess ed w ro ng . T he r oy al l un ch , s er ved i n a p leas an t p at io o peni ng o ut f ro m t he h al l,

c ou ld n ot h av e b ee n m or e a pp et iz in g. T he re w as p ie , t o b e s ur e, b ut i t w as c hi ck en p ie f ol lo we d b y h ot

biscuits, fresh vegetables, fruit, orange ice, and tall glasses of lemonade. Tompy and Yankee sat at a

s ma ll t ab le w it h J ac k- a- la ck a nd Q ue en T ee na , t he o th er s a t l on g t ab le s a t t he s id e. T ho ug h h e h ad n ev er

before dined in such style, Yankee's table manners left nothing to be desired. Seated forward on his

cus hi on ed chair , h e d ai nt il y n ip ped u p t he l ar ge p ieces o f chi ck en f ro m s ix p ies. S ki pp in g t he v eg et ab les

a nd f ru it h e n ex t p ut a wa y s ix b ut te re d b is cu it s, e le ve n s ug ar c oo ki es , a nd t he n s at b ac k w el l s at is fi ed ,

o nl y h al f l is teni ng t o t he o ccas io nal r em ar ks add ress ed t o T om py b y t he k in g.

" It s eems t o m e, " o bs er ved T om py as J ack- a- lack , h av in g f in is hed h is l un ch eo n, l eanedc om fo rt ab ly b ac k i n h is g ol d a rm ed c ha ir , " yo u h av e s er ve d u p a c ra ck in g g oo d m ea l i n s pi te o f y ou r

missing Aunt Doffi."

" Oh , o ur c he f r em em be re d t he c hi ck en p ie r ec ipe ," e xp la in ed t he k in g, t ak in g a s ip o f

l em on ad e. " An yo ne c an p re pa re v eg et ab le s a nd f ru it , a nd t he re w as a g oo d s up pl y o f b is cu it s a nd

c oo ki es o n h an d, s o w e m an ag e w e m an ag e. B ut w ha t o f o ur c us to me rs ?" s ig he d t he k in g, s ha ki ng h ea d

s ad ly . " Al l o ve r t he W es t t he y a re w ai ti ng f or t he ir f re sh b re ad , c ak e, b is cu it s, a nd p ie s. "

"I s ti ll t hi nk y ou cou ld g et o n b y y ou rs eE ves, " v ol un teer ed Y an kee, r ai si ng o ne p aw . " Wh y n ot

run the place yourself, King?"

" Wh y s ho ul d I ?" a sk ed J ac k- a- la ck f re tf ul ly . " It 's h ar d w or k a nd w ou ld t ak e a ll o f m y t im e.

W hy s ho ul d w e g et o n w it ho ut A un t D of fi w he n t wo b ra ve a nd i nt re pi d t ra ve le rs h av e b ee n s en t t o f in d



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her?"

" Tr ue, t ru e, " m ut tered Y an kee, w is hi ng h e h ad n ot b ro ug ht u p t he m at ter. " Ar e t here any d og s

i n t hi s cou nt ry , b y t he w ay ?"

" No , n o, I t hi nk n ot ," a ns we re d J ac k- a- la ck , s ta rt le d b y t he q ui ck c ha ng e o f s ub je ct . " Wh y d o

you ask?"

"Just curious," admitted Yankee, blinking his eyes sleepily.

" Yo ur H ig hn es s h as f or go tt en T ot o, " b oo med a l on g f aced , b ig ear ed f el lo w s it ti ng at t he n ex t

table.

" Th at 's r ig ht , s o I h av e, " s ni ff ed t he k in g, " as Y am mer J am mer, o ur C hi ef C ou ns el or , h as j us t

r em in ded m e. T here i s a s mall d og b el on gi ng t o P ri nces s D or ot hy , b ut t hey b ot h l iv e i n t he E merald C it y. "

"Emerald City! Toto! Dorothy!" exclaimed Tompy, jumping up in astonishment. "But they arein OZ!"

"Certainly they are in Oz," snapped the Chief Counselor haughtily. "Anything wrong with that?"

" Well , n o- -n o, n ot r eall y, " T om py s wall ow ed h as ti ly . " Is t hi s cou nt ry i n O z, t oo ?"

"Where else?" smiled Jack-a-lack indulgently. "Wackajammy is in the northeastern part of the

W in ki e C ou nt ry o n t he W in ki e R iv er . W e g ro w a ll t he w he at a nd s up pl y a ll t he b ak ed g oo ds f or t he

whole West," announced the king looking around proudly.

" Yo u d o! " S it ti ng d ow n a s s ud de nl y a s h e h ad r is en , T om py r ea ch ed u nd er t he t ab le f or h isd ru m, f or h e f el t h e m us t h av e s om et hi ng r ea l a nd f am il ia r t o h ol d o n t o.

" Wo ul d y ou c ar e t o h ea r ou r s to ry , a bo ut t he U ni te d S ta te s a nd h ow w e h ap pe n t o b e i n

y ou rs ?" ask ed Y an kee, n ot in g T om py 's con fu si on and t ry in g t o b e o f h el p.

" So me o the r t im e, " y aw ne d H is M aj es ty , s ho vi ng b ac k h is c ha ir . " It 's t im e f or m y n ap a nd n ow

t hat y ou h av e h ad l un ch , y ou w il l d ou bt less b e anx io us t o s tart y ou r s earch f or A un t D of fi ."

" Th e s oon er t he b et te r, " a gr ee d T om py , r is in g t o hi s f ee t a nd s al ut ing t he k in g w it h a d ru m

s ti ck . T il ti ng Y an ke e o ff h is c ha ir h e h ur ri ed o ve r t o t he d oo r l ea di ng t o t he b ac k g ar de ns .

" SU CH m an ners !" s narl ed t he t er ri er l eapi ng alo ng at h is s id e. " Li st en t o o ur s to ry , b ut d on 't

bother me with yours. You'd think they'd like to hear about a real, genuine rocket rider and a flying

d ru mm er . B ut , o h n o- -j us t b e o ff a bo ut O UR b us in es s, f in d t he m is si ng p ri nc es s, d id n' t e ve n o ff er u s a

r ewa rd! G rr r- uf f, I 'vo a mi nd t o g o ba ck a nd ni p a f ew a nkl es . B y t he wa y, " h e a dd ed a s a n a ft er th oug ht ,

" ho w a re we t o r ec ogn iz e t hi s A un t D of fi i f we d o h app en t o me et he r. P er ha ps I s ho ul d go ba ck a nd a sk

f or h er p ictu re," w or ri ed Y an kee w ho w as r eall y a k in d- hear ted f el lo w.

" L et 's n ot ," d ecid ed T om py , q ui ck en in g h is p ace. " Let' s w hi p aro un d t hi s h ed ge and d is ap pear

f as t. I d on 't l ik e t he l oo ks o f t ha t Y am me r J am me r p er so n. H e p os it iv el y g la re d a t m e w he n I s ta rt ed t o

leave."

" He d id !" exclaim ed Y an kee w it h a q ui ck b ackw ar d g lance. " Well , h er e h e com es n ow . S hall



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we st and a nd bi te or r un f or our l ive s? "

"Run!" directed Tompy, noting that not only the Chief Counselor but three tough guardsmen

w er e c om in g a ft er t he m a t a f ur io us s pe ed . A nd , r un t he y d id , l ea pi ng f lo we r b ed s, d od gi ng s ta tu es a nd

f ou nt ai ns a nd t re es . Y an ke e, h av in g f ou r l eg s, c ou ld r un f as te r. L ik e a s ho t h e s tr ea ke d t hr ou gh t he

g ar de n, r ac ed t hr ou gh i ts o pe n g at es a nd o ut o n t he p eb bl ed h ig hw ay b ey on d t he c as tl e. T he n, h ea ri ng n o

f oo ts teps p ou nd in g b eh in d h im , h e cam e t o a p an ti ng h al t. W here w as T om py , w hat w as h ol di ng h imback? Three yellow guardsmen, to be exact. Almost at the gates he had been caught and overpowered.

C on tr ol li ng an i mp ul se t o p el t b ack and s pr in g o n all and s un dr y, t he t er ri er g ro wl ed u nd er h is

breath, then, creeping along on the other side of a hedge followed cautiously. Down one path and

ano th er m ar ch ed Y am mer J am mer, T om py , and t he g uard s, f in al ly s to pp in g at a s mall s to ne g uard h ou se.

H er e, t he f ir st g uard u nl ocked t he d oo r and t he o th er t wo r ou gh ly s ho ved T om py i ns id e. T hen l ocki ng t he

d oo r a ga in , t he f ir st g ua rd h an de d o ve r t he k ey t o Y am me r J am me r.

" At tend , y ou d ecei tf ul , n ef ar io us b oy , y ou ," h is sed Y am mer, p ut ti ng h is u gl y f ace clo se t o t he

barred window in the door. "Here you shall stay till you agree to find our princess. I shall return in twoh ou rs and s hall k no w w heth er y ou r p ro mi se i s t ru e o r f al se."

P ul li ng a y el lo w b oo k f ro m h is po ck et , t he C hi ef C ou ns el or o pe ne d i t t o t he f ir st p ag e a nd

c on ti nu ed a ngr il y, " I a m t he ki ng 's c hi ef p ro ph et a nd c an r ea d y ou r m in d. I kn ow w ha t y ou a re t hi nki ng

t hi s v er y i ns tant and I d on 't L IK E i t! " S lamm in g h is b oo k, Y am mer t ur ned o n h is h eel.

W it h ears cocked f or ward , Y an kee w ai ted t il t he g ri m p ro ces si on h ad m ar ch ed o ff . T hen,

pushing his way through the hedge, he scampered over to Tompy's prison. Even standing on his hind legs

h e c ou ld n ot r ea ch t he b ar re d w in do w, s o s cr at ch in g o n t he d oo r h e c al le d s of tl y, " Hi , T om py , a re y ou a ll

right?"

" I -- I g ue ss s o! " C om in g o ve r t o t he w in do w, T om py l oo ke d o ut . " Wh er e w er e y ou ?" h e

w hi sp er ed accus in gl y. " Oh , Y an kee, I t ho ug ht s ur el y y ou 'd com e t o h el p m e.

" I c an h el p you be tt er t hi s wa y," pa nt ed t he t er ri er. " Too ma ny of ' em , my b oy. I f I 'd j oi ne d t he

f ra ca s, we 'd b ot h be l oc ke d up . As i t i s, I 'm l oos e a nd f re e. I 'l l g et y ou o ut , n ev er f ea r! "

" Bu t H OW ?" w ai led T om py d is mall y. " Th e w al ls are s ol id s to ne and n ob od y cou ld s qu eeze

t hr ou gh t hese b ar s. A ft er all -- " T om py s ig hed h eavi ly . " Af ter all , Y an k, y ou 'r e o nl y a d og ."

" Bu t n ot j us t a ny d og , r em em be r. " D ro pp in g t o a ll f ou rs , Y an ke e e xp an de d h is c he st . " I a ma nAi r For ce D og, my b oy, a nd wh en a ny me mbe r of t he a rme d f or ce s i s a t ha nd, t he w hol e Ar my i s

t he re a nd c an b e d ep en de d u po n. I w il l r et ur n- -"

" O. K. , G en er al M acAr th ur !" s ai d T om py , b eg in ni ng t o s mi le i n s pi te o f h im self . " Say, I 'l l b et

you wi ll , t oo, a nd I 'm s or ry I s ai d you w er e o nl y a dog. "

" We ll , I a m a do g! " r et or te d Ya nke e, ki cki ng u p a b ed of ye ll ow a st er s, " and PR OU D of i t.

B ut t hi s cal ls f or s tr at eg y. F ir st I 'l l s co ut aro un d, t hen m ak e m y p lans ."

" Oh , do be c ar ef ul !" b eg ge d T om py . " If t he y c at ch a nd t ie y ou u p, n ei th er of u s w il l e ve r g et

back home."

" I' ll b e car ef ul ," p ro mi sed Y an kee and away b ou nd ed t he d ou gh ty b ul l t er ri er , t he A meri can



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f lags o n h is h ar ness s napp in g i n t he b reeze.

T here w as n o f ur ni tu re i n t he g uard h ou se and aft er s haki ng t he w in do w b ar s and f in di ng t hem

exceedi ng ly t ig ht and s tu rd y, and t hen exami ni ng every i nch o f t he s to ne w al ls f or l oo se s to nes, t he l eader

o f t he P en nw oo d B an d s at d ow n o n t he h ar d f lo or i n c om pl et e d is co ur ag em en t. T he h ap pe ni ng s o f t he

m or ni ng h ad a ll be en s o od d a nd puz zl ing, h e c oul d no t be s ur e w he th er he wa s a wa ke or a sl ee p a nd

d re am in g i t a ll . H ow c ou ld t ha t o ld d uf fe r h av e r ea d h is m in d, f or i ns ta nc e? H ow d id h e k no w t ha t h e a ndY an ke e i nt en de d t o f in d t he ir w ay b ac k h om e w it ho ut s to pp in g t o h un t f or t he l os t p ri nc es s? A nd

W ac ka ja mm y i ts el f? W hoe ve r h ea rd of s uc h a p la ce ? An d, i f i t wa s i n O z, a s J ac k- a- la ck ha d s ai d, i t

w as s tr ang er s ti ll . T o be s ur e, h e ha d r ea d s ev er al O z b oo ks bu t ha d c on si de re d t he m t o b e j us t f ai ry

t al es . Y et h er e t he y w er e, r ig ht i n t he m id dl e o f a s to ry bo ok c ou nt ry a nd h e, h im se lf , i n a s t ig ht a p os it ion

a s h e e ve r h ad be en i n hi s w hol e l if e. B ut r ig ht i n t he m idd le of a ll t he w or ry a nd w on de ri ng T om py b ega n

t o t hi nk o f Y an kee. E ven t hi nk in g o f h im m ad e T om py s mi le. A ft er all , Y an kee w as w it h h im i n t hi s

a dve nt ur e- -Y an ke e a s r ea l a nd c le ve r a nd br ave a s a ny t hr ee of h is t ea m m at es a t h om e. W ha t c oul d he

be doing now? Still smiling, Tompy leaned back against the hard wall and closed his eyes. It was dim,

d am p, and v er y s ti ll i n t he l it tl e s to ne h ou se, and i t h ad b een a l on g, t ir in g m or ni ng . p resent ly , T oi np y s li d

d ow n t he w al l, r ol led o ver s id ew ay s, and f el l i nt o a d eep, d ream less s lu mb er .

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C hapt er 4 : E scap e f ro m W ackajamm y

A P ER SI ST EN T s cr at ch in g n oi se r ou sed T om py . R ub bi ng h is eyes h e l ur ch ed t o h is f eet, f or

a m ome nt wo nde ri ng whe re he wa s. T he n i t a ll c am e ba ck wi th a r us h a nd i n on e s te p he r ea ch ed t he

w in do w. M ut teri ng and g ro wl in g u nd er h is b reat h, t he b ul l t er ri er w as clawi ng f rant ical ly at t he g uard

h ou se d oo r. T ap pi ng o n t he w in do w b ar s w it h a d ru m s ti ck t o a tt ra ct h is a tt en ti on , T om py s of tl y c al le d

h is n am e. Wi th ou t a w or d, Y an ke e r ea re d u p o n h is h in d l eg s. I n h is m ou th w as t he y el lo wb oo k Y am me r

J am me r h ad c on su lt ed b ef or e h e s ta lk ed a wa y. B y s tr et ch in g o ne a rm d ow n, T om py c ou ld j us t r ea ch a nd

pull it through the bars.

" Op en i t- -o pe n i t! " d ir ec te d Y an ke e. W it ho ut a sk in g a ny q ue st io ns , T om py d id a s h e w as t ol d

a nd out d rop pe d t he bi g b ra ss d oor k ey. Pou nc ing on t he ke y he f it te d i t i n t he l oc k, g ave i t a t ur n, a nd

h is p ri so n d oo r s wu ng o pen.

" Ya nk ee ! Y an ke e! Y ou 'r e b ac k, y ou 'r e s af e. H ow d id y ou d o i t? " R us hi ng o ut , h e h ug ge d h im

s o h ar d t he y b ot h f el l o ve r.

" Th e b oo k, g et t he b oo k! " p an ted Y an kee, w ri gg li ng f ree. " Let' s l au nch o ur seEv es o ut o f h er e,

a nd f as t! " W it h n o f ur th er u rg in g, T om py d ar te d b ac k, p ic ke d u p t he b oo k, s la mm ed t he d oo r o f t he

g ua rd h ou se , a nd p el te d a ft er Y an ke e w ho a lr ea dy w as o n t he r un . N ot t il l t he y w er e t hr ou gh t he g ar de n

g at es a nd f ar a lo ng t he p eb bl ed h ig hw ay b ey on d, d id t he y s la ck en t he ir s pe ed . O n e ac h s id e w er e t he

s mall y el lo w h ou ses o f t he v il lagers . C as ti ng i nt er es ted g lances r ig ht and l ef t as h e r an alo ng , T om py

n ot ed t hat t hey w er e d ress ed i n s en si bl e y el lo w o verall s and g reen s hi rt s. B ut i ns tead o f b us yi ng



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t hems eE ves i n t he w heat f ield s o r els ew here t hey s to od i n i dl e g ro up s arg ui ng , p layed g am es o f cat ch and

t os s, o r w al ke d a im le ss ly a ro un d t he ir t in y g ar de ns . N on e p ai d t he s li gh te st a tt en ti on t o t he b oy a nd d og

r ac in g d ow n t he h ig hw ay a nd j us t a s h e f el t h e c ou ld n ot r un a no th er s te p, Y an ke e t ur ne d o ff i nt o a

n ar ro w p at h cut ti ng t hr ou gh a f ield o f w heat . P us hi ng i nt o t he w heat t il l t hey w er e com pl et el y h id den, t he

exh au st ed t ravell er s f lu ng t hems eE ves d ow n f or a s ho rt b reat her. W hi le t hey r es ted, Y an kee exp lain ed

h ow h e h ad m an ag ed t o s te al t he b oo k a nd k ey f ro m t he k in g' s C hi ef C ou ns el or .

" So rt o f c re pt u p o n h im ," s ni ck er ed Y an ke e w it h o ne o f h is w id e g ri ns . " Ke pt u nd er c ov er t il l

I r ea ch ed t he b as e- -"

"Castle," corrected Tompy, settling into a more comfortable position.

" The n I s li ppe d t hr oug h a s id e do or a nd hi d b eh ind a c ur ta in i n t ha t bi g h al l wi th t he f ou nt ai n, "

w en t o n Y an kee. " I cou ld h ear t hem t al ki ng and arg ui ng , o ld Y am mer J am mer l ou dest o f all . T ho ug ht

t he y' d ne ve r s top, but p re tt y s oo n t he y di d a nd i t gr ew s o q ui et I s tuc k out m y he ad. Th e wh ol e p la ce

wa s e mpt y e xc ep t f or Bi g Ea rs . He wa s s oun d a sl ee p on a s of a wi th on e a rm h angi ng do wn, a nd g ue ss

what?"

"What?" asked Tompy impatiently.

" The ke y w as i n hi s ha nd , but t he bo ok ha d f al le n o pe n on t he f lo or . So I pus syf oo te d ove r

a nd g ave h is ha nd a n udge . Fo rt un at el y, he di d n ot wa ke n, but t he k ey s li ppe d o ut of hi s gr as p. I p ic ke d

u p t he k ey -- dr opp ed i t i n t he b oo k- -s hu t t he bo ok- -t he n I c la mpe d m y t ee th o n t he w hol e b iz a nd

s li th er ed o ut o f t he re o n m y s to ma ch . I 'l l w ag er e ve ry l az y d uf fe r i n t he p la ce w as a sl ee p. E ve n t he gu ar ds

I p as sed o n m y w ay o ut w er e l eani ng again st t he w al l s no ri ng l ik e b uzz s aw s. I magi ne g ro wn m en s no ri ng

i n t he m id dl e o f t he d ay ! L uc ky f or u s t he y di d, b oy, l uc ky f or u s! " R ol li ng o ve r o n hi s b ac k w it h h is f ou r

f ee t s tr ai gh t i n t he a ir , Y an ke e g av e a t re me nd ou s y aw n a nd c lo se d h is e ye s.

W hi le h e h ad b een t al ki ng , T om py h ad b een t ur ni ng t he p ag es o f t he y el lo w b oo k. G lancin g

c ur io us ly a t t he f ir st o ne , h e s aw t wo w or ds : M in d R ea de r.

" Fo r P et e' s s ak e, Y an ke e! " s pu tt er ed T om py h ol di ng i t u p. " Th is b oo k i s a m in d r ea de r. "

"O h, I f ig ur ed i t m us t b e s om et hi ng s peci al . T hat' s w hy I b ro ug ht i t. " R ol li ng o ver, Y an kee

o pe ne d o ne e ye . " Ho w d oe s i t w or k? "

" Let' s f in d o ut ," s ai d T om py . " Wh at are y ou t hi nk in g N OW ?" h e ask ed q ui ck ly . B ef or e t he

bull terrier could answer a whole sentence appeared on the book's second page, then disappeared. "Its ays w e h ad b et te r m ov e o n, " m us ed T om py . " Is t ha t w ha t yo u w er e t hi nk in g? "

" Ex actl y w hat. " Y an kee w as o n h is f eet l ik e a s ho t, h is t ai l w ag gi ng f ur io us ly . " Say- -t hi s w il l b e

a bi g he lp t o us , T omp."

"Well, why didn't Yammer read Princess Doffi's mind?" reasoned Tompy. "Then he would

h av e k no wn w here s he w as ."

"M ay be a m in d r ea de r o nl y w or ks w he n t he p er so n i s p re se nt ," s ur mi se d t he s pa ce d og

r un ni ng ov er t o s ni ff at t he y el lo w b oo k.

" Of c our se !" e xc la im ed T om py . " Th at m us t b e i t, b ut h ow do y ou c at ch o n t o a ll t he se t hi ng s

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" Ca n I h el p i t i f I 'm s ma rt ! C om e o n! " G iv in g T om py 's c oa t a p la yf ul j er k, Y an ke e h ea de d

back to the pebbled highway. Tucking the Mind Reader under his jacket, Tompy soon overtook his

galloping pal. Wackajammy, from what they could see, was a pleasant, old-fashioned country. Windmills

f la pp ed l az y w ing s i n t he l ig ht b re ez e. T he p ow er w as t he re b ut t he m il ls t he ms eE ve s w er e d es er te d, t he

m il lers f is hi ng con tent ed ly i n t he s mall s tr eams t hat l aced t he m eado ws b es id e t he r oad. A s f requ en t

backward check-ups showed no one in pursuit, the two travelers slowed down to an easier pace and,w he n t he y c am e t o a hu ge , r am bl in g b ui ld in g a t t he e dg e o f t he v il la ge , s to pp ed a lt og et he r. I t w as t he

R oy al B ak er y o f W ackajamm y. L eani ng f ro m w in do ws and s tand in g i n d oo rw ay s, t he b ak er y b oy s and

g ir ls w av ed l an gu id ly a t t he v is it or s. N o s mok e r os e f ro m t he t al l c hi mn eys a nd n o g ood s me ll o f ho t

bread, cinnamon buns, or pies floated out to tickle the noses of passersby.

" Get t o w or k, y ou l azy l oafers !" y el ped Y an kee, k icki ng u p a s ho wer o f p eb bl es and f ol lo wi ng

h is r em ar ks w it h a f ew s ha rp b ar ks .

" Yes, w hy d on 't y ou ?" cal led T om py , add ress in g h im self t o a p lu mp , apr on ed f el lo w i n t he

nearest doorway.

" Becaus e w e are w ai ti ng f or A un t D of fi ," ans wered t he b ak er p ri ml y. " Sh e h as n' t b een aro un d

al l wee k a nd we jus t don't know wha t to do."

" Do w hat y ou alw ay s d id ," adv is ed Y an kee, t os si ng h is h ead.

" Oh , w e cou ld n' t d o t hat, " exp lain ed t he b ak er ext en di ng b ot h arm s. " Au nt D of fi alw ay s t el ls

u s h ow m an y l oa ve s of br ea d, c ak es , p ie s, r ol ls a nd c oo ki es t o ba ke . S he ha s o rd er s f ro m a ll o ve r t he

W es t. A un t D of fi g iv es t he o rd er s aro un d h er e. "

" Bu t t hat' s r id icul ou s, " s co ld ed t he t er ri er p ut ti ng b ack h is ear s. " Su pp os e s he d oesn 't com eback, then what?"

" Th en N OT HI NG . W ho are y ou any way?" d em an ded t he b ak er s ul lenl y, h is f ace n ow q ui te

r ed a nd a ng ry .

" Ge t o ut o f h er e! s ho ut ed a ll t he b ak er y w or ke rs t os si ng t he ir y el lo w l oc ks . N ex t i ns ta nt a

perfect burst of hard biscuits, stale bread, pound cakes, and pies came hurtling down on the heads of the

t wo adv en tu rers . S natchi ng a l oaf o f F rench- st yl e b read , Y an kee t or e d ow n t he h ig hw ay .

"Gr-ruff!" wheezed Yankee speaking thickly through the bread. "Isn't this fun? Haven'tenj oy ed m ys el f s o m uch s in ce t he b last o ff !"

" Su re i s! " p uf fe d T om py , p ic ki ng u p s ma ll t ar ts a nd c up c ak es a s h e p ou nd ed a lo ng , " bu t w e

alw ay s s eem t o b e r un ni ng ." A ft er a f if teen m in ut e s pr in t t hey d id s to p. " Ar e w e s ti ll h eadi ng eas t?" h e

a sk ed, f li ng ing h im se lf do wn on a r us ti c b en ch . " Any wa y, w e s ee m t o h av e c om e t o t he e nd of t he l ine ."

" En d o f t he r oa d, s ur e e no ug h, " g ru nt ed Y an ke e d ro pp in g t he l oa f o f b re ad t o t ak e s ho rt s ni fs

i n every d ir ecti on . " East s ti ll s tr ai gh t ahead ," h e con cl ud ed , " bu t y ou k no w, I h at e t o l eave t hi s w acky

c ou nt ry i n s uc h a p oo r s ta te . S om eb od y h ad b et te r f in d A un t D of fi , o r e ls e. W ha t t he y n ee d ' ro un d h er e

a re a c ou pl e o f t ou gh t op s er ge an ts . A nd h ow d o y ou s up po se t he y d el iv er a ll t hi s b re ad s tu ff ? H av en 't

s ee n a t ru ck , t ra in, or pl ane s inc e we g ot he re ."

" Th er e a re n' t a ny ," T om py t ol d h im w it h a s ol em n s ha ke o f h is h ea d. " Ob je ct s a nd e ve n



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people sometimes are wished about or transported by magic belts or enchantments."

" Th ey a re !" Y an ke e t oo k a g ood b it e o f b re ad a nd m un ch ed i t t ho ug ht fu ll y. " Ki nd o f w ay o ut ,

eh? T el l m e m or e, T om p- -t el l m e m or e. "

" Well ," b eg an T om py , " I o nl y k no w w hat I 'v e r ead- -"

" Th at ' s t he t ro ub le," g ru mb led t he t er r ier, " no bo dy r eads t o d og s- -a w on der w e k no w any th in g

a t a ll ." C om in g o ve r t o l ea n a ga in st T om py 's kn ee , h e l is te ne d w it h a f ar a wa y l oo k i n h is e ye s a s T om py

g av e hi m a br ie f hi st or y of t he m agi ca l La nd of O z.

A s y ou a nd I a nd m os t p eo pl e k no w, O z i s a n o bl on g c ou nt ry d iv id ed i nt o f ou r t ri an gu la r

k in gdo ms . T o t he n or th i s t he pu rpl e c ou nt ry o f t he G il li ki ns , t o t he w es t t he y el lo w l an d of t he W in ki es .

T o t he e as t, l ie s t he b lu e M un ch ki n K in gd om a nd t o t he s ou th t he r ed Q ua dl in g C ou nt ry r ul ed o ve r b y

G li nd a t he G oo d S or ce re ss . I n e ac h o f t he se f ou r c ou nt ri es a re m an y s ma ll er k in gd om s a nd i n t he e xa ct

c ent er of Oz , t he Em er ald Ci ty bui lt by t he Wi za rd of Oz . To be gi n w it h, t hi s W iz ar d ha d not be en a r ea l

w iz ar d, b ut a l it tl e m an n am ed O sc ar Z . D ig gs w ho d id t ri ck s a nd m ad e b al lo on a sc en si on s a t c ir cu se sa nd f ai rs . O n o ne o f h is f li ght s hi s ba ll oo n b le w o ff c our se a nd a ft er a l on g, b um py j ou rne y c am e d ow n i n

t he e xa ct c en te r o f O z. O n t he b al lo on , D ig gs ha d h is f ir st t wo i ni ti al s, 0 . Z . T he i nh ab it an ts , s ee in g t he

name of their country on this strange contrivance floating down from the sky, immediately hailed the

s ta rt le d b al lo on is t a s a W iz ar d a nd m ad e h im r ul er o f O z. A lt ho ug h h e w as n ot a r ea l w iz ar d, D ig gs w as a

s hr ew d and clever r ul er , and h e p lann ed and s up er in tend ed t he b ui ld in g o f t he E merald C it y and w as

f am ed t hr ou gh o ut t he L an d.

Ye ar s l at er , Do rot hy Ga le a l it tl e Ka ns as g ir l a nd he r d og T ot o w er e b low n t o O z b y a

c yc lo ne . I n t he c om pa ny o f t he C ow ar dl y L io n, a l iv e S ca re cr ow , a nd a T in W oo dm an , D or ot hy a rr iv ed

a t t he E me ra ld C it y. T he W iz ar d, n ot b ei ng a r ea l w iz ar d, c ou ld n ot s en d h er h om e- -b ut h e d id c on st ru ct

a no th er b al lo on a nd a gr ee t o f ly w it h h er t o A me ri ca . A ft er a pp oi nt in g t he S ca re cr ow t o r ul e i n h is p la ce ,h e m ou nt ed i nt o t he b as ke t, b ut t he b al lo on b ro ke l oo se b ef or e D or ot hy c ou ld j oi n h im . A ft er s om e m or e

ast on is hi ng adv en tu res, D or ot hy and T ot o f in al ly w er e s en t h om e b y G li nd a, t he G oo d S or ceress o f t he

S ou th . Q ui te a f ew o th er m or ta l b oy s a nd g ir ls h av e c om e t o O z i n c ur io us w ay s. D or ot hy a nd t he

W iz ar d b ot h r et ur ne d a nd n ow l iv e i n t he c ap it al w it h O zm a, p re se nt r ul er o f t he m er ry o ld c ou nt ry . T he

W iz ar d f ro m mu ch p ra ct ic e a nd wi th t he h el p o f G li nd a i s n ow a r ea l W iz ar d, a nd s o m any e xc it ing t hi ngs

h av e h ap pe ne d i n O z t ha t m an y b oo ks o f h is to ry h av e b ee n w ri tt en t o r ec or d t he m. T om py h ad n ot r ea d

t he m a ll , b ut e nou gh t o g iv e Y an ke e a g oo d i de a o f w ha t t o e xp ec t i n t hi s m ag ic al c ou nt ry .

" Of cou rs e, " h e f in is hed, q ui te o ut o f b reat h f ro m h is l on g r ecit al , " I n ev er r eall y t ho ug ht I

would land in Oz myself!"

" Me n ei th er ," adm it ted Y an kee, s cr at ch in g h is ear w it h h is h in d l eg , " bu t s in ce w e A RE h er e

w e m ig ht a s w el l s ee a ll w e c an a nd e nj oy o ur se Ev es . A ft er a ll , O z i s no t s o v er y d if fe re nt f rom A me ri ca .

M ay be t he y d o h av e w iz ar ds a nd s or ce re ss es , b ut r em em be r W E h av e s ci en ti st s a nd a st ro na ut s a nd

c om pu te rs a nd c an p us h b ut to ns f or a lm os t e ve ry th in g w e n ee d. N ow , j us t w he re i n O z d id J ac k- a- la ck

say his kingdom was?"

" In t he n or th east er n p ar t o f t he W in ki e L an d w here every th in g i s y el lo w. "

" So I 'v e n ot ic ed ," m us ed t he s pa ce d og l oo ki ng u p a s a f lo ck o f y el lo w b ir ds c ir cl ed o ve rh ea d.

" Th e l ea ve s o f t he t re es a re y el lo w, t he h ou se s a re y el lo w, t he -- "

" Ye s, a nd i f w e d on 't w at ch o ut w e m ig ht t ur n y el lo w, t oo . L et 's s ho ve a lo ng , s ha ll w e? I f w e



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k ee p o n g oi ng e as t, w e' ll s oo n b e o ut o f t he W in ki e C ou nt ry . T he n w he n w e c ro ss t he p ur pl e G il li ki n

K in gd om w e' ll c om e t o t he e dg e o f t he D ea dl y D es er t a nd h ow i n c ra ck er s w il l w e e ve r c ro ss t ha t? "

" Di d any on e ever cro ss i t b ef or e?" i nq ui red Y an kee, p an ti ng a l it tl e at t hi s n ew p ro bl em .

" Well , y es ," ans wered T om py , r ecal li ng s ev er al n ot ab le i ns tances . " Of cou rs e, w e cou ld t ur n

s ou th a nd he ad f or t he E me ra ld C it y. T he n O zm a c ou ld t ra ns po rt u s t o A me ri ca w it h h er m ag ic b el t. "

" No, t ha nk s! " T he b ul l t er ri er s ho ok h is h ea d t il l h is h ar ne ss r at tl ed . " I p re fe r t o g et t he re o n m y

o wn s te am . L et 's j us t ke ep ou r no se s p oi nt ed e as t a nd s ee w ha t h app ens ."

" Le t' s, " l au gh ed T om py . P op pi ng t he l as t c up c ak e i nt o h is m ou th , h e s te pp ed o ff t he p eb bl ed

pathway and started across a broad meadow edged with goldenrod. Yankee, taking a last bite of the

bread, discarded the rest and loped contentedly at his side.

" Yo u k no w, Y an k, " T om py r ea ch in g t he f ar s id e o f t he f ie ld , p au se d t o t ak e a l on g b ac kw ar d

l oo k, " I j us t c an 't b el ie ve w e r ea ll y a re i n O z. A lw ay s t ho ug ht i t w as a s to ry bo ok c ou nt ry , a f ai ry ta le ! "

" No w d on 't y ou g o d is beli ev in g f ai ry tales, " cau ti on ed t he s pace d og , clo si ng o ne eye. " Fr om

w ha t I h ea rd b ac k a t t he b as e t he s ky w as m os tl y a b ig o ld f ai ry ta le , t il l m en b ega n c ha rt in g a nd s tu dy in g

t he h ea ve ns . A nd n ow , w it h a st ro na ut s r oc ke ti ng u p t he re l ef t a nd r ig ht , w e' ll s om e d ay b e d ro pp in g

d ow n f or a v is it o n d if fe re nt p la ne ts , w e t ho ug ht w er e o nl y p re tt y s ta rs t o s hi ne a t n ig ht . I 'm p ro ud I w as

c ho se n f or a m oo n o rb it . B ut i t f ig ur es , i t f ig ur es . T he d og s ta r, S ir iu s, i s t he b ri gh te st s ta r i n t he s ky , s o

w hy s ho ul dn 't a d og h av e a s ha re i n s pa ce e xp lo ra ti on ? A nd w ho k no ws , s om e d ay s om e l uc ky p oo ch

wi ll be l andi ng o n t ha t do g s ta r t o l ark a round wi th a ll t ho se s ky te rr ie rs . As fa r a s I k now, I a m t he f ir st

A meri can d og i n s pace and m ig ht b e con si dered a s ky t er ri er , t oo !" C on si deri ng t hi s t remend ou s h on or ,

Y an ke e s pr an g s tr ai gh t u p i n t he a ir a nd c am e d ow n h ar d o n T om py 's f oo t.

" Oh , y ou 'r e a Y an kee d oo dl e d an dy , all r ig ht !" g ri nn ed T om py , g iv in g h im a f ri en dl y s ho ve.

" Sur e, s ur e, a nd i f I 'd b ee n s co op ed u p o ff t he F lo ri da c oa st , I 'd ne ve r ha ve bu mp ed i nt o y ou

n or b e h av in g s uch a crack in g g oo d t im e i n O z. K i- Yi -Y ip py !" y od el ed Y an kee, t eari ng aft er a y el lo w

r ab bi t t ha t h ad p op pe d u p o n h is p at h. G ui de d b y h is e xc it ed b ar ks , T om py p us he d t hr ou gh t he t hi ck

u nd er br us h and clo sely s paced t rees o f t he s mall w oo d i nt o w hi ch h e h ad v an is hed. G uard in g h is

precious drum as best he could from twigs and thorns, he presently came to a more open spot.

" St an d b ack! S tand B ack! " w ar ned t he s pace d og s hr il ly . " I h av e h im cor nered. "

" Fo r s ev en 's s ak e, w ho 's afr ai d o f a r ab bi t! " exclaim ed T om py s co rn fu ll y. B ut t hi s w as n o

r ab bi t t he b ul l t er ri er h ad b ac ke d u p a ga in st a t re e. I t w as a h ug e h ai ry b ea r- li ke c re at ur e w it h b ig c la ws

and a long, quivering snout.

" Call o ff y ou r s ni pp er s napp er !" i t b aw led, f lash in g ang ry l it tl e eyes at T om py .

"Whipper snapper!" snarled Yankee lunging forward. "Gr-rrruff!"

" Wa it , w ai t, " b egg ed T om py, s ei zi ng hi m b y t he h ar ne ss . " I kn ow w ha t t hi s i s, Y an ke e. " It 's a

g re at b ea r a nt ea te r. W e h ave on e i n t he z oo b ac k h ome ."

" AU NT e at er !" The ha ir o n t he t er ri er 's ba ck s tood u p l ike a h ai r br us h. " So t ha t i s wha t

h ap pened t o t he k in g' s A un t D of fi ! W hat h av e y ou d on e w it h t he p ri nces s, y ou m on st er , y ou ?"



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"O h, n o, n o, N O! " cr ied T om py , g iv in g Y an kee' s h ar ness ano th er t ug b ackw ar d. " An teaters

n ev er e at a un ts w it h a " U, " o nl y a -n -t -s , i ns ec ts a nd t er mi te s. I sn 't t ha t r ig ht , e r- -S ir ?" H e a dd ed t he " Si r"

t o m ak e u p f or Y an ke e' s r ud en es s.

" Th at 's cor rect ," w heezed t he ant eater g ru ff ly . " Th e n am e i s S lu g- a- bu g, " h e ann ou nced i n a

s ur ly v oi ce. D ro pp in g f ro m h is u pr ig ht s tance, h e s ho t o ut a l on g, l on g t on gu e, l icked u p a w ho le col on yof r ed a nt s f rom a de ad l og, a nd a te t he m wi th gr ea t r el is h.

" OH -- th at k in d o f a nt s. " L os in g a ll i nt er es t i n t he u gl y c re at ur e, Y an ke e d ar te d o ff i n s ea rc h of

m or e i nt er es ti ng q uarr y. T om py , h ow ev er , s tayed l on g eno ug h t o ask s om e q uest io ns .

" Yes, " S lu g- a- bu g t ol d h im g ru dg in gl y. " Th er e i s a t ow n o n t he o th er s id e o f t hi s w oo d. B ut

y ou w on 't l ik e i t. "

"Why?" asked Tompy uneasily.

" Sq ueak -eek , eek! " s ni ckered t he ant eater , s t ar ti ng t o b ack i nt o a clu mp o f b us hes. " Yo u' ll

find out--you'll see! They'll take the starch out of that barking termite's tail," he finished spitefully,

continuing to back until nothing showed but his ugly snout.

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C ha pt er 5 : T he P ac ka ge d P eo pl e

FO RTU NA TE LY t he w oo d w as n ot t oo d en se no r wi de , a nd b y t he t im e T om py ha d

o vert ak en h is f leet -f oo ted p al , t hey w er e o n t he o ut sk ir ts o f a com pact l it tl e cit y. " Lo ok y, a s ig n! " cal led

Y an ke e. A s u su al y h e h ad c an te re d o n a he ad a nd w as a lr ea dy t hr ou gh t he g at es .

T I DY T OW N

Yo u M ay P as s T hr ou gh ,

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" Wh o w an ts t o l in ge r? " s ni ff ed t he t er ri er a s T om py r ea d i t ou t t o hi m. " Al l I c ra ve i s a b ig

bone and a little conversation. Talking to people is a big thing for me and how'm I doing?"

" Co ul dn 't b e b et ter, " ans wered T om py , g iv in g Y an kee's ear a f ri en dl y t weak . " Bu t d o b e

car ef ul h er e and d on 't g o chasi ng ani mals b ig ger t han y ou are."

" Si ze h as n ot hi ng t o d o w it h i t. C ou ra ge i s w ha t c ou nt s. W hy , t ha t b ig o ld a nt ea te r b ac ke d u pa t re e b ef or e I e ve n t ou ch ed h im ," s co ff ed Y an ke e, s na pp in g o ff t he t op o f a y el lo w g er an iu m.

"All right--all right, but just take it easy," cautioned Tompy, remembering Slug-a-bug's spiteful

warning.

T id y T ow n w as w el l n am ed . E very th in g w as o rd er ly and n eat. T he h ou ses o f y el lo w s hi ng les

h ad h ig h- pe ak ed r oo fs a nd w er e s et c lo se t og et he r w it h g ar de ns b ac k a nd f ro nt . I ns te ad o f n um be rs , t he

d oo rs a nd g at e p os ts w er e l et te re d f ro m A o n d ow n t hr ou gh t he a lp ha be t.

" Wo nd er w ha t t he y d o w he n t he y c om e t o Z ?" w on de re d T om py a s t he y p ro ce ed ed d ow n t helong, pleasant avenue.

"T ha t w e w il l z oo n z ee , f or h er e w e a re ," s ni ck er ed t he t er ri er . A nd s ur e e no ug h, t he h ou se

n ex t t o Z w as l et te re d A -B a nd t he on e b ey ond , C -D . " Le t' s kn oc k on A bi e' s d oo r. M ayb e h e wi ll gi ve

us an afternoon snack. I'm hungry again," complained Yankee, his tongue lolling out.

" Al l r ig ht ," a gr ee d T om py . H e w as h un gr y, t oo , a ls o c ur io us . R ac in g t he s pa ce d og t o t he d oo r

he got t he re f ir st a nd us ing a dr um s ti ck t appe d s ha rp ly t hr ee t ime s. N o one c ame a nd w he n he t ri ed t he

d oo r h e f ou nd t ha t i t w as l oc ke d. " Kn ow s om et hi ng , I b el ie ve t hi s t ow n i s d es er te d. " F ro wn in g a b it ,

T om py l oo ked i n all d ir ecti on s. " We h av en 't s een a s in gl e p er so n s in ce w e cam e. "

" Co me t o t hi nk o f i t, w e h av en 't ," s ai d Y an ke e, " bu t s om eb od y m us t l iv e h er e b ec au se i t' s s o

s pi c and s pand y. P er haps t hey' ve j us t l ef t. "

" Le t' s t ry a no th er s tr ee t, " p ro po se d T om py . B ut e ve ry wh er e i t w as t he s am e. N ot o nl y w er e

t he re n o pe op le , b ut t he c ur ta in s o f a ll t he s ho ps w er e d ra wn a nd t he d oo rs s ec ur el y l oc ke d. So on t he

s il en ce g rew s o o pp resi ve, t he t wo adv en tu rers f ou nd t hems eE ves t al ki ng i n w hi sp er s. P ract ical ly o n t ip

t oe t he y c am e t o t he t ow n c en te r. H er e, c ur ve d h al fw ay a ro un d a c ir cu la r p ar k w as a o ne -s to ri ed , m an y

w in dow ed b ui ldi ng . T he re w as a l ar ge do or i n t he s id e f ac in g t he m, a nd o dd ly e no ug h i t w as o pe n. W it h

a n e xc it ed b ar k, Y an ke e c ha rg ed a cr os s t he p ar k a nd t hr ou gh t he o pe n d oo r- -T om py r ig ht b eh in d h im .

T he b ui ld in g w as evi dent ly a s to re h ou se o f s om e k in d, i ts w al ls l in ed w it h s heEv es , t he s heEv es s tack edh ig h w it h p ackages, r at her l ik e cer eal b ox es i n a s up er mark et . H ar dl y k no wi ng w hat h e h ad exp ected,

but vaguely disappointed, Tompy stepped over to the nearest shelf.

" Dr y s tu ff , s ee ms l ik e? " Y an ke e' s e ar s a nd t ai l d ro op ed . " Ma yb e t he re 'l l b e a b ox o f d og

biscuits," he added more hopefully. Tompy did not answer. He had taken down a package and, having

r ea d t he l ab el , w as s ta ri ng a t i t i n p er fe ct s tu pe fa ct io n.

" Wh at 's i n i t? W ha t' s t he m at te r? " w he ez ed t he t er ri er , c om in g o ve r t o s ta nd c lo se b es id e h im .

M at te r e no ug h, I c an t el l y ou . T he l ab el o n t he p ac ka ge s ai d:



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P. CARPENTER

D ro p C on tent s i n B ow l

Add O ne Cup of W at er

S ti r and S tand B ack S wall ow in g h is ast on is hm en t, T om py r ead t he s tr an ge l ab el f or Y an kee,

t hen m ov in g alo ng t he l in e o f s heEv es b eg an r eadi ng o th er s. " Baker, s ho e m ak er , t ai lo r, g ar dener, g ro cer,

fifeman, store keeper, builder, handyman-painter."

" Packaged p eo pl e!" h e g as ped, s ho vi ng b ack h is cap . " Wh at o n eart h?"

" Bu t w e a re n ot o n e ar th ," Y an ke e r em in de d h im c al ml y. " We 'r e w ay u p h er e i n O z. L et 's

op en a bo x a nd l et one out ," h e p ropo se d da ri ngl y. " Ope n t ha t on e yo u ha ve i n you r h and. T he

c ar pe nt er s b ac k a t t he b as e w er e f ri en dl y c ha ps . M ay be h e c ou ld t el l u s s om et hi ng a bo ut t hi s t ow n.

A ny wa y, i t w ou ld b e s om eo ne t o t al k t o. " T he s pa ce d og l oo ke d u p p er su as iv el y. T o t el l t he t ru th ,

T om py n eeded l it tl e u rg in g. B ur st in g w it h cur io si ty , h e h ef ted t he p ackages and g lanced aro un d f or a

t ab le , b ow l, a nd s om e w at er . F in di ng n on e, h e p us he d t hr ou gh a s wi ng in g d oo r a t t he b ac k. S ur e e no ug h

t he re wa s a l ar ge a ir y wo rk s hop b ehi nd t he s tor e r oom . A wh ol e l in e o f b owl s w er e s et ou t on t he bi g

cen ter t ab le. O n s heEv es alo ng t he s id e s to od b ig b ot tl es o f clear w at er , m easu ri ng cup s, v ials con tain in g

blue and yellow powder, and many other items.

W it h e ar s c oc ke d a nd h ea d o n o ne s ide , Y an ke e w at ch ed a s T om py o pe ne d t he p ac ka ge a nds hoo k a n e nv el op e o f f in e ye ll ow p ow de r i nt o t he f ir st b ow l. A l on g g ol d h an dl ed s po on h ung f rom a

ho ok on t he t abl e e dge . Ca re ful ly me as ur ing a c up o f w at er f rom o ne of t he bo tt le s, he a dde d t ha t t o t he

y el lo w p ow de r a nd s ei zi ng t he s po on b eg an t o s ti r u p t he m ix tu re f or d ea r l if e. A t t he t en th s ti r, a

s mo th er in g c lo ud o f v ap or r os e a lm os t t o t he c ei li ng . H e h ad j us t t im e t o j um p b ac k b ef or e a r os y

c he ek ed f ul l d re ss ed l it tl e m an s te pp ed b ri sk ly o ut o f t he b ow l. R ea ch in g i nt o a b ac k p oc ke t, h e p ul le d

o ut a b ig h an dk er ch ie f, m op pe d t he m oi st ur e f ro m h is f ac e, p ic ke d u p a l ea th er b ag f ro m t he b ow l, a nd

s li d o ff t he t ab le . T he l ab el s ti tc he d o n h is y el lo w o ve ra ll s c ar ri ed t he l et te rs 0 P . B ef or e T om py a nd t he

bull terrier had recovered from the shock of his sudden appearance, Opie was through the swinging door

and o ff abo ut h is b us in es s.

"Wait! Wait!" begged Tompy pelting after him.

" Y ou d id i t, y ou d id i t! " b ar ked Y an kee, s camp er in g j oy fu ll y aft er T om py . H al fw ay acr os s t he

park, they came abreast of the man who had come out of the package. Nodding pleasantly to one and

t he n t he o th er , h e t ur ne d r ig ht a nd w al ke d q ui ck ly d ow n t he m ai n s tr ee t, t he bo y a nd d og f ai rl y t re ad in g

o n h is h ee ls . W he n h e r ea ch ed t he g at e p os t l et te re d O .P . he h ur ri ed u p t he p at h, t ook o ut a k ey a nd

u nl oc ke d t he d oo r o f t he h ou se . B ef or e h e c ou ld c lo se i t a ga in , Y an ke e a nd T om py h ad s qu ee ze d

through.

" Well !" exclaim ed O pi e, l oo ki ng t hem u p and d ow n. " I m us t s ay t hi s i s m os t i rr eg ul ar . W hat

a re yo u s up pos e t o b e? W he re a re y our l ab el s? "

" We h av en 't any -- we' re v is i to rs ," ann ou nced T om py , as t he t er ri er t ou ch ed t he carp en ter



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e xp er im en ta ll y w it h h is p aw t o s ee w he th er h e r ea ll y w as t ru e. " Co ul d y ou t el l u s w hy t he re a re n o p eo pl e

a bo ut a nd w ho -- "

" -- Is t he b os s, " s ai d Y an kee, n eatl y f in is hi ng t he s en tence. " Ar e y ou all r ig ht , M r. O pi e, n ot

mixed up or anything?"

" C er tain ly n ot ," s mi led t he car pent er , p icki ng u p a s mall m em or an du m b oo k f ro m a d es k beneath the window and hurriedly flipping through the pages. "If I answer both questions, will you go

a wa y? " h e c on ti nu ed , s ti ll i nt en t u po n t he n ot at io ns i n t he b oo k. A s T om py n od de d, O pi e p ro ce ed ed t o

t el l t he m a f ew f ac ts a bo ut T id y T ow n. " Th er e a re n o p eo pl e a bo ut b ec au se y ou a rr iv ed d ur in g t he

d o- ov er p er io d, " h e exp lai ned ear nes tl y. " Ev er y f ew y ears w e ar e r em ix ed and r e- packaged. T hat w ay

we ne ver wea r out; it 's a cha nge for us , too. Now I a m a c ar pent er -- la st t ime I wa s a pai nte r a nd who

k no ws w hat I 'l l b e n ex t, " h e m ur mu red l oo ki ng d ream il y o ff i nt o s pace. " In terest in g, i sn 't i t?"

"I -- I g ue ss s o, " T om py s po ke d ou bt fu ll y. " Bu t h ow c an y ou b e a g oo d c ar pe nt er w he n y ou

n ev er h av e b een o ne b ef or e?"

" Yo u w il l h av e t o ask M ax t hat q uest io n, " ans wered O pi e s ho vi ng t he m em or an du m b oo k i nt o

a ba ck poc ke t. " Ma x i s t ow n pl an ne r a nd mi x- ma st er a roun d he re a nd he m us t l ik e c ar pe nt er s f or I a m

t he f ir st o ut , t he v er y f ir st !" J um pi ng u p, O pi e c li ck ed h is h ee ls , p ic ke d u p h is b ag o f t oo ls , a nd s ta rt ed f or

t he do or . He wa s s o p le as ed wi th t he i de a of b ei ng f ir st , T om py de ci de d not t o t el l h im t ha t he , n ot M ax,

h ad s tart ed h im o n h is p resent car eer. " Hu rr y, h ur ry !" u rg ed t he l it tl e car pent er m ot io ni ng f or t hem t o

c om e a lo ng . " I h av e s ev en f en ce s t o r ep ai r b ef or e s up pe r t im e. "

"S up pe r? " Y an ke e' s e ar s s ho t u p a nd h is t on gu e h un g o ut . " Co ul dn 't y ou e at i t n ow a nd s av e

time?"

" No , n o, e ve ry th in g g oe s a cc or di ng t o p la n a ro un d h er e. S up pe r i s a t s ix , n ot b ef or e a nd t hef el low w ho o cc upi ed t hi s h ous e a he ad of m e ha s t ake n c ar e of t ha t. Pr oba bl y ha s a t as ty m ea l s et out a t

t he b ac k, " s ni ff ed O pi e w it h a p le as ed w av e i n t he d ir ec ti on o f t he k it ch en .

" Mi nd i f I l oo k?" ask ed t he t er ri er h un gr il y.

" No t a t a ll . J us t c lo se t he d oo r w he n y ou l ea ve ," d ir ec te d t he c ar pe nt er , " an d b et te r l ea ve

promptly. We have little time for visitors here." Whistling cheerfully off key, Opie gave them a brief salute

and l ef t w it ho ut f ur th er con vers at io n. T om py h ur ri ed o ver t o t he d oo r t o w at ch u nt il O pi e t ur ned t he

c or ne r, t he n j oi ne d Y an ke e i n t he c oz y l it tl e k it ch en . S ur e e no ug h, o n t he t ab le w er e t hr ee n ea tl y

w ra pp ed s an dw ic he s, a n a pp le , a nd a w ed ge o f l em on p ie . Y an ke e a lr ea dy h ad e at en o ne , p ap er a nd a ll .

" Beef ," h e cho ked h ap pi ly , s wall ow in g t he l as t m or sel, and l oo ki ng l on gi ng ly at t he o th er t wo .

I t w as o nl y f ou r o 'c lo ck ,

Yankee in Oz - L. Frank Baum

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