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          L. Frank Baum / Fantasy
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The Marvelous Land of Oz

The Marvelous Land of Oz

Being an account of the further adventures of the

Scarecrow and Tin Woodman

and also the strange experiences of the highly magnified Woggle-Bug, Jack Pumpkinhead, the Animated Saw-Horse and the Gump; the story being

A Sequel to The Wizard of Oz


L. Frank Baum

Author of Father Goose-His Book; The Wizard of Oz; The Magical Monarch of Mo; The Enchanted Isle of Yew; The Life and Adventures of Santa Claus; Dot and Tot of Merryland etc. etc.


John R. Neil


Copyright 1904


L. Frank Baum

All rights reserved

Published, July, 1904

Author's Note

After the publication of "The Wonderful Wizard of OZ" I began to receiveletters from children, telling me of their pleasure in reading the story andasking me to "write something more" about the Scarecrow and the Tin Woodman.At first I considered these little letters, frank and earnest though theywere, in the light of pretty compliments; but the letters continued to comeduring succeeding months, and even years.

Finally I promised one little girl, who made a long journey to see me andprefer her request,--and she is a "Dorothy," by the way--that when athousand little girls had written me a thousand little letters asking forthe Scarecrow and the Tin Woodman I would write the book, Either littleDorothy was a fairy in disguise, and waved her magic wand, or the success ofthe stage production of "The Wizard of OZ" made new friends for the story,For the thousand letters reached their destination long since--and manymore followed them.

And now, although pleading guilty to long delay, I have kept my promise inthis book.


Chicago, June, 1904

To those excellent good fellows and comedians David C. Montgomery and Frank A. Stone whose clever personations of the Tin Woodman and the Scarecrow have delighted thousands of children throughout the land, this book is gratefully dedicated by THE AUTHOR

LIST OF CHAPTERS PAGETip Manufactures Pumpkinhead 7

The Marvelous Powder of Life 15

The Flight of the Fugitives 29

Tip Makes an Experiment in Magic 39

The Awakening of the Saw-horse 47

Jack Pumpkinhead's Ride to the Emerald City 59

His Majesty the Scarecrow 71

Gen. Jinjur's Army of Revolt 83

The Scarecrow Plans an escape 97

The Journey to the Tin Woodman 109

A Nickel-Plated Emperor 121

Mr. H. M. Woggle-Bug, T. E. 135

A Highly Magnified History 147

Old Mombi indulges in Witchcraft 159

The Prisoners of the Queen 169

The Scarecrow Takes Time to Think 181

The Astonishing Flight of the Gump 191

In the Jackdaw's Nest 201

Dr. Nikidik's Famous Wishing Pills 219

The Scarecrow Appeals to Glinda the Good 231

The Tin-Woodman Plucks a Rose 247

The Transformation of Old Mombi 257

Princess Ozma of Oz 265

The Riches of Content 279

7 Tip Manufactures a Pumpkinhead

In the Country of the Gillikins, which is at the North of the Land of Oz,lived a youth called Tip. There was more to his name than that, for oldMombi often declared that his whole name was Tippetarius; but no one wasexpected to say such a long word when "Tip" would do just as well.

This boy remembered nothing of his parents, for he had been brought whenquite young to be reared by the old woman known as Mombi, whose reputation,I am sorry to say, was none of the best. For the Gillikin people had reasonto suspect her of indulging in magical arts, and therefore hesitated toassociate with her.

Mombi was not exactly a Witch, because the Good Witch who ruled that part ofthe Land of Oz

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had forbidden any other Witch to exist in her dominions. So Tip's guardian,however much she might aspire to working magic, realized it was unlawful tobe more than a Sorceress, or at most a Wizardess.

Tip was made to carry wood from the forest, that the old woman might boilher pot. He also worked in the corn-fields, hoeing and husking; and he fedthe pigs and milked the four-horned cow that was Mombi's especial pride.

But you must not suppose he worked all the time, for he felt that would bebad for him. When sent to the forest Tip often climbed trees for birds' eggsor amused himself chasing the fleet white rabbits or fishing in the brookswith bent pins. Then he would hastily gather his armful of wood and carry ithome. And when he was supposed to be working in the corn-fields, and thetall stalks hid him from Mombi's view, Tip would often dig in the gopherholes, or if the mood seized him--

9lie upon his back between the rows of corn and take a nap. So, by takingcare not to exhaust his strength, he grew as strong and rugged as a boy maybe.

Mombi's curious magic often frightened her neighbors, and they treated hershyly, yet respectfully, because of her weird powers. But Tip frankly hatedher, and took no pains to hide his feelings. Indeed, he sometimes showedless respect for the old woman than he should have done, considering she washis guardian.

There were pumpkins in Mombi's corn-fields, lying golden red among the rowsof green stalks; and these had been planted and carefully tended that thefour-horned cow might eat of them in the winter time. But one day, after thecorn had all been cut and stacked, and Tip was carrying the pumpkins to thestable, he took a notion to make a "Jack Lantern" and try to give the oldwoman a fright with it.

So he selected a fine, big pumpkin--one with a lustrous, orange-red color--andbegan carving it. With the point of his knife he made two round eyes,a three-cornered nose, and

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10a mouth shaped like a new moon. The face, when completed, could not havebeen considered strictly beautiful; but it wore a smile so big and broad,and was so jolly in expression, that even Tip laughed as he lookedadmiringly at his work.

The child had no playmates, so he did not know that boys often dig out theinside of a "pumpkin-jack," and in the space thus made put a lighted candleto render the face more startling; but he conceived an idea of his own thatpromised to be quite as effective. He decided to manufacture the form of aman, who would wear this pumpkin head, and to stand it in a place where oldMombi would meet it face to face.

"And then," said Tip to himself, with a laugh, "she'll squeal louder thanthe brown pig does when I pull her tail, and shiver with fright worse than Idid last year when I had the ague!"

He had plenty of time to accomplish this task, for Mombi had gone to avillage--to buy groceries, she said--and it was a journey of at leasttwo days.

So he took his axe to the forest, and selected some stout, straightsaplings, which he cut down and trimmed of all their twigs and leaves. Fromthese he would make the arms, and legs, and feet of his man. For the body hestripped a sheet of thick

11bark from around a big tree, and with much labor fashioned it into acylinder of about the right size, pinning the edges together with woodenpegs. Then, whistling happily as he worked, he carefully jointed the limbsand fastened them to the body with pegs whittled into shape with his knife.

By the time this feat had been accomplished it began to grow dark, and Tipremembered he must milk the cow and feed the pigs. So he picked up hiswooden man and carried it back to the house with him.

During the evening, by the light of the fire in the kitchen, Tip carefullyrounded all the edges of the joints and smoothed the rough places in a neatand workmanlike manner. Then he stood the figure up against the wall andadmired it. It seemed remarkably tall, even for a full-grown man; but thatwas a good point in a small boy's eyes, and Tip did not object at all to thesize of his creation.

Next morning, when he looked at his work again, Tip saw he had forgotten togive the dummy a neck, by means of which he might fasten the pumpkinhead tothe body. So he went again to the forest, which was not far away, andchopped from a tree several pieces of wood with which to complete his work.When he returned he fastened a cross-piece

12to the upper end of the body, making a hole through the center to holdupright the neck. The bit of wood which formed this neck was also sharpenedat the upper end, and when all was ready Tip put on the pumpkin head,pressing it well down onto the neck, and found that it fitted very well. Thehead could be turned to one side or the other, as he pleased, and the hingesof the arms and legs allowed him to place the dummy in any position hedesired.

"Now, that," declared Tip, proudly, "is really a very fine man, and itought to frighten several screeches out of old Mombi! But it would be muchmore lifelike if it were properly dressed."

To find clothing seemed no easy task; but Tip boldly ransacked the greatchest in which Mombi kept all her keepsakes and treasures, and at the verybottom he discovered some purple trousers, a red shirt and a pink vest whichwas dotted with white spots. These he carried away to his man and succeeded,although the garments did not fit very well, in dressing the creature in ajaunty fashion. Some knit stockings belonging to Mombi and a much worn pairof his own shoes completed the man's apparel, and Tip was so delighted thathe danced up and down and laughed aloud in boyish ecstacy.


"I must give him a name!" he cried. "So good a man as this must surely havea name. I believe," he added, after a moment's thought, "I will name thefellow 'Jack Pumpkinhead!'"

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15 The Marvelous Powder of Life

After considering the matter carefully, Tip decided that the best place tolocate Jack would be at the bend in the road, a little way from the house.So he started to carry his man there, but found him heavy and rather awkwardto handle. After dragging the creature a short distance Tip stood him on hisfeet, and by first bending the joints of one leg, and then those of theother, at the same time pushing from behind, the boy managed to induce Jackto walk to the bend in the road. It was not accomplished without a fewtumbles, and Tip really worked harder than he ever had in the fields or

16forest; but a love of mischief urged him on, and it pleased him to test thecleverness of his workmanship.

"Jack's all right, and works fine!" he said to himself, panting with theunusual exertion. But just then he discovered the man's left arm had fallenoff in the journey so he went back to find it, and afterward, by whittling anew and stouter pin for the shoulder-joint, he repaired the injury sosuccessfully that the arm was stronger than before. Tip also noticed thatJack's pumpkin head had twisted around until it faced his back; but this waseasily remedied. When, at last, the man was set up facing the turn in thepath where old Mombi was to appear, he looked natural enough to be a fairimitation of a Gillikin farmer,--and unnatural enough to startle anyonethat came on him unawares.

As it was yet too early in the day to expect the old woman to return home,Tip went down into the valley below the farm-house and began to gather nutsfrom the trees that grew there.

However, old Mombi returned earlier than usual. She had met a crookedwizard who resided in a lonely cave in the mountains, and had tradedseveral important secrets of magic with him. Hav-

17ing in this way secured three new recipes, four magical powders and aselection of herbs of wonderful power and potency, she hobbled home as fastas she could, in order to test her new sorceries.

So intent was Mombi on the treasures she had gained that when she turned thebend in the road and caught a glimpse of the man, she merely nodded andsaid:

"Good evening, sir."

But, a moment after, noting that the person did not move or reply, she casta shrewd glance into his face and discovered his pumpkin head elaboratelycarved by Tip's jack-knife.

"Heh!" ejaculated Mombi, giving a sort of grunt; "that rascally boy hasbeen playing tricks again! Very good! ve--ry good! I'll beat him black-and-blue for trying to scare me in this fashion!"

Angrily she raised her stick to smash in the grinning pumpkin head of thedummy; but a sudden thought made her pause, the uplifted stick leftmotionless in the air.

"Why, here is a good chance to try my new powder!" said she, eagerly. "Andthen I can tell whether that crooked wizard has fairly traded secrets, orwhether he has fooled me as wickedly as I fooled him."


So she set down her basket and began fumbling in it for one of the preciouspowders she had obtained.

While Mombi was thus occupied Tip strolled back, with his pockets full ofnuts, and discovered the old woman standing beside his man and apparentlynot the least bit frightened by it.

At first he was generally disappointed; but the next moment he becamecurious to know what Mombi was going to do. So he hid behind a hedge, wherehe could see without being seen, and prepared to watch.

After some search the woman drew from her basket an old pepper-box, upon thefaded label of which the wizard had written with a lead-pencil:

"Powder of Life."

"Ah--here it is!" she cried, joyfully. "And now let us see if it ispotent. The stingy wizard didn't give me much of it, but I guess there'senough for two or three doses."

Tip was much surprised when he overheard this speech. Then he saw old Mombiraise her arm and sprinkle the powder from the box over the pumpkin head ofhis man Jack. She did this in the same way one would pepper a baked potato,and the powder sifted down from Jack's head and scattered

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20over the red shirt and pink waistcoat and purple trousers Tip had dressedhim in, and a portion even fell upon the patched and worn shoes.

Then, putting the pepper-box back into the basket, Mombi lifted her lefthand, with its little finger pointed upward, and said:


Then she lifted her right hand, with the thumb pointed upward, and said:


Then she lifted both hands, with all the fingers and thumbs spread out, andcried:


Jack Pumpkinhead stepped back a pace, at this, and said in a reproachfulvoice:

"Don't yell like that! Do you think I'm deaf?"

Old Mombi danced around him, frantic with delight.

"He lives!" she screamed: "He lives! he lives!"

Then she threw her stick into the air and caught it as it came down; and shehugged herself with both arms, and tried to do a step of a jig; and all thetime she repeated, rapturously:

"He lives!--he lives!--he lives!"

Now you may well suppose that Tip observed all this with amazement.


At first he was so frightened and horrified that he wanted to run away, buthis legs trembled and shook so badly that he couldn't. Then it struck him asa very funny thing for Jack to come to life, especially as the expression onhis pumpkin face was so droll and comical it excited laughter on theinstant. So, recovering from his first fear, Tip began to laugh; and themerry peals reached old Mombi's ears and made her hobble quickly to thehedge, where she seized Tip's collar and dragged him back to where she hadleft her basket and the pumpkinheaded man.
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