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It was, indeed, Princess Gloria, who had wandered to this spot, very much surprised when she heard the Scarecrow's head talk and the tiny gray grasshopper answer it. "This," said the Scarecrow, still staring at her, "must be the Princess who loves Pon, the gardener's boy." "Oh, indeed!" exclaimed the grasshopper who of course was Cap'n Bill as he examined the young lady curiously.
"To make the celebration of my royal Papa's restoration complete, we have chosen the lovely and charming Orange Blossom for his bride." "Bride!" gulped the Scarecrow. "But I do not approve of second marriages. I refuse to " No one paid the slightest attention to the Scarecrow's remarks. "Hold my hand, Tappy," sighed the Scarecrow weakly. "It may be your last chance."
"Old and glorious?" gasped the Scarecrow, nearly falling from his throne. "Tappy! I forgot to lock up the wizards. Great Cornstarch! Tomorrow I will be eighty-five years old." Such cheers greeted the Grand Chew Chew's announcement that no one even noticed the Scarecrow's distress. "I, also, have an announcement!" cried the eldest Prince, standing up proudly.
"And your looks don't match your words or actions!" she retorted, "you speak s' very grand and look s' very s' very " "What?" I questioned anxiously. "I don't know. 'T isn't a scarecrow scarecrow's clothes fits better but you looks an' acts like nobody as ever I see afore."
Woot and Polychrome did this and it was no easy task because the hay packed together more than straw and as they had little experience in such work their job, when completed, left the Scarecrow's arms and legs rather bunchy.
"Honorable fiddlesticks!" exclaimed the Scarecrow, slumping back on his throne. "Bring cushions." Happy Toko ran off nimbly, and soon the fifteen little Princes were seated in a circle at the Scarecrow's feet. "To prevent prostrations," said the Scarecrow. "Yes, old Grandpapapapapah!" chorused the Princes, bending over as far as they could.
As fast as they did this, the Hip-po-gy-raf ate up the straw, and when all was consumed Polychrome made a neat bundle of the clothes and boots and gloves and hat and said she would carry them, while Woot tucked the Scarecrow's head under his arm and promised to guard its safety. "Now, then," said the Tin Woodman, "keep your promise, Beast, and lift us over the ditch."
Dorothy presented Ozma with the magic fan and parasol, and they were safely put away by Jellia Jamb with the other magic treasures of Oz. Next, because they were all curious to see the Scarecrow's wonderful Kingdom, they hurried upstairs to look in the Magic Picture. "Show us the Emperor of Silver Island," commanded Ozma. Immediately the beautiful silver throne room appeared.
Sitting on the top step of the palace with all of them around her, Dorothy told the whole wonderful story of the Scarecrow's family tree. When her breath gave out, the Scarecrow took up the tale himself, and as they all realized how nearly they had lost their jolly comrade, many of the party shed real tears. Indeed, Nick Chopper hugged the Scarecrow till there was not a whole straw in his body.
My face is neatly painted upon one side of the bag, as you may see. My head does not need re-stuffing, as my body does, for all that it requires is to have the face touched up with fresh paint occasionally." It was not far from the Scarecrow's mansion to the farm of Jack Pumpkinhead, and when they arrived there both Uncle Henry and Aunt Em were much impressed.
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