THE　SCARECROW　of　OZ
  Dedicated　to
  〃The　uplifters〃　of　Los　Angeles；　California；　in
  grateful　appreciation　of　the　pleasure　I　have　derived
  from　association　with　them；　and　in　recognition　of
  their　sincere　endeavor　to　uplift　humanity　through
  kindness；　consideration　and　good…fellowship。　They　are
  big　menall　of　themand　all　with　the　generous
  hearts　of　little　children。
  L。　Frank　Baum
  THE　SCARECROW　of　OZ
  by　L。　Frank　Baum
  〃TWIXT　YOU　AND　ME
  The　Army　of　Children　which　besieged　the　Postoffice；
  conquered　the　Postmen　and　delivered　to　me　its　imperious
  Commands；　insisted　that　Trot　and　Cap'n　Bill　be　admitted
  to　the　Land　of　Oz；　where　Trot　could　enjoy　the　society
  of　Dorothy；　Betsy　Bobbin　and　Ozma；　while　the　one…
  legged　sailor…man　might　become　a　comrade　of　the　Tin
  Woodman；　the　Shaggy　Man；　Tik…Tok　and　all　the　other
  quaint　people　who　inhabit　this　wonderful　fairyland。
  It　was　no　easy　task　to　obey　this　order　and　land　Trot
  and　Cap'n　Bill　safely　in　Oz；　as　you　will　discover　by
  reading　this　book。　Indeed；　it　required　the　best　efforts
  of　our　dear　old　friend；　the　Scarecrow；　to　save　them
  from　a　dreadful　fate　on　the　journey；　but　the　story
  leaves　them　happily　located　in　Ozma's　splendid　palace
  and　Dorothy　has　promised　me　that　Button…Bright　and　the
  three　girls　are　sure　to　encounter；　in　the　near　future；
  some　marvelous　adventures　in　the　Land　of　Oz；　which　I
  hope　to　be　permitted　to　relate　to　you　in　the　next　Oz
  Book。
  Meantime；　I　am　deeply　grateful　to　my　little　readers
  for　their　continued　enthusiasm　over　the　Oz　stories；　as
  evinced　in　the　many　letters　they　send　me；　all　of　which
  are　lovingly　cherished。　It　takes　more　and　more　Oz　Books
  every　year　to　satisfy　the　demands　of　old　and　new
  readers；　and　there　have　been　formed　many　〃Oz　Reading
  Societies；〃　where　the　Oz　Books　owned　by　different
  members　are　read　aloud。　　All　this　is　very　gratifying　to
  me　and　encourages　me　to　write　more　stories。　When　the
  children　have　had　enough　of　them；　I　hope　they　will　let
  me　know；　and　then　I'll　try　to　write　something
  different。
  L。　Frank　Baum
  〃Royal　Historian　of　Oz。〃
  〃OZCOT〃
  at　HOLLYWOOD
  in　CALIFORNIA；　1915。
  LIST　OF　CHAPTERS
  1　…　The　Great　Whirlpool
  2　…　The　Cavern　Under　the　Sea
  3　…　Daylight　at　Last：
  4　…　The　Little　Old　Man　of　the　Island
  5　…　The　Flight　of　the　Midgets
  6　…　The　Dumpy　Man
  7　…　Button…Bright　is　Lost；　and　Found　Again
  8　…　The　Kingdom　of　Jinxland
  9　…　Pan；　the　Gardener's　Boy
  10　…　The　Wicked　King　and　Googly…Goo
  11　…　The　Wooden…Legged　Grasshopper
  12　…　Glinda　the　Good　and　the　Scarecrow　of　Oz
  13　…　The　Frozen　Heart
  14　…　Trot　Meets　the　Scarecrow
  15　…　Pon　Summons　the　King　to　Surrender
  16　…　The　Ork　Rescues　Button…Bright
  17　…　The　Scarecrow　Meets　an　Enemy
  18　…　The　Conquest　of　the　Witch
  19　…　Queen　Gloria
  20　…　Dorothy；　Betsy　and　Ozma
  21　…　The　Waterfall
  22　…　The　Land　of　Oz
  23　…　The　Royal　Reception
  Chapter　One
  The　Great　Whirlpool
  〃Seems　to　me；〃　said　Cap'n　Bill；　as　he　sat　beside　Trot
  under　the　big　acacia　tree；　looking　out　over　the　blue
  ocean；　〃seems　to　me；　Trot；　as　how　the　more　we　know；　the
  more　we　find　we　don't　know。〃
  〃I　can't　quite　make　that　out；　Cap'n　Bill；〃　answered
  the　little　girl　in　a　serious　voice；　after　a　moment's
  thought；　during　which　her　eyes　followed　those　of　the
  old　sailor…man　across　the　glassy　surface　of　the　sea。
  〃Seems　to　me　that　all　we　learn　is　jus'　so　much　gained。〃
  〃I　know；　it　looks　that　way　at　first　sight；〃　said　the
  sailor；　nodding　his　head；　〃but　those　as　knows　the　least
  have　a　habit　of　thinkin'　they　know　all　there　is　to
  know；　while　them　as　knows　the　most　admits　what　a
  turr'ble　big　world　this　is。　It's　the　knowing　ones　that
  realize　one　lifetime　ain't　long　enough　to　git　more'n　a
  few　dips　o'　the　oars　of　knowledge。〃
  Trot　didn't　answer。　She　was　a　very　little　girl；　with
  big；　solemn　eyes　and　an　earnest；　simple　manner。
  Cap'n　Bill　had　been　her　faithful　companion　for　years
  and　had　taught　her　almost　everything　she　knew。
  He　was　a　wonderful　man；　this　Cap'n　Bill。　Not　so
  very　old；　although　his　hair　was　grizzled　　what　there
  was　of　it。　Most　of　his　head　was　bald　as　an　egg　and
  as　shiny　as　oilcloth；　and　this　made　his　big　ears　stick
  out　in　a　funny　way。　His　eyes　had　a　gentle　look　and
  were　pale　blue　in　color；　and　his　round　face　was　rugged
  and　bronzed。　Cap'n　Bill's　left　leg　was　missing；　from
  the　knee　down；　and　that　was　why　the　sailor　no　longer
  sailed　the　seas。　The　wooden　leg　he　wore　was　good
  enough　to　stump　around　with　on　land；　or　even　to　take
  Trot　out　for　a　row　or　a　sail　on　the　ocean；　but　when　it
  came　to　〃runnin'　up　aloft〃　or　performing　active
  duties　on　shipboard；　the　old　sailor　was　not　equal　to
  the　task。　The　loss　of　his　leg　had　ruined　his　career
  and　the　old　sailor　found　comfort　in　devoting　himself
  to　the　education　and　companionship　of　the　little　girl。
  The　accident　to　Cap'n　Bill's　leg　bad　happened　at
  about　the　time　Trot　was　born；　and　ever　since　that　he
  had　lived　with　Trot's　mother　as　〃a　star　boarder；〃
  having　enough　money　saved　up　to　pay　for　his　weekly
  〃keep。〃　　He　loved　the　baby　and　often　held　her　on
  his　lap；　her　first　ride　was　on　Cap'n　Bill's　shoulders；
  for　she　had　no　baby…carriage；　and　when　she　began
  to　toddle　around；　the　child　and　the　sailor　became
  close　comrades　and　enjoyed　many　strange　adventures
  together。　It　is　said　the　fairies　had　been　present　at
  Trot's　birth　and　had　marked　her　forehead　with　their
  invisible　mystic　signs；　so　that　she　was　able　to　see　and
  do　many　wonderful　things。
  The　acacia　tree　was　on　top　of　a　high　bluff；　but　a
  path　ran　down　the　bank　in　a　zigzag　way　to　the　water's
  edge；　where　Cap'n　Bill's　boat　was　moored　to　a　rock
  by　means　of　a　stout　cable。　It　had　been　a　hot；　sultry
  afternoon；　with　scarcely　a　breath　of　air　stirring；　so
  Cap'n　Bill　and　Trot　had　been　quietly　sitting　beneath
  the　shade　of　the　tree；　waiting　for　the　sun　to　get　low
  enough　for　them　to　take　a　row。
  They　had　decided　to　visit　one　of　the　great　caves
  which　the　waves　had　washed　out　of　the　rocky　coast
  during　many　years　of　steady　effort。　The　caves　were
  a　source　of　continual　delight　to　both　the　girl　and　the
  sailor；　who　loved　to　explore　their　awesome　depths。
  〃I　b'lieve；　Cap'n；〃　remarked　Trot；　at　last；　〃that
  it's　time　for　us　to　start。〃
  The　old　man　cast　a　shrewd　glance　at　the　sky；　the
  sea　and　the　motionless　boat。　Then　he　shook　his　head。
  〃Mebbe　it's　time；　Trot；〃　he　answered；　〃but　I　don't
  jes'　like　the　looks　o'　things　this　afternoon。〃
  〃What's　wrong？〃　she　asked　wonderingly。
  〃Can't　say　as　to　that。　Things　is　too　quiet　to　suit
  me；　that's　all。　No　breeze；　not　a　ripple　a…top　the　water；
  nary　a　gull　a…flyin'　anywhere；　an'　the　end　o'　the　hottest
  day　o'　the　year。　I　ain't　no　weather…prophet；　Trot；　but
  any　sailor　would　know　the　signs　is　ominous。〃
  〃There's　nothing　wrong　that　I　can　see；〃　said　Trot。
  〃If　there　was　a　cloud　in　the　sky　even　as　big　as　my
  thumb；　we　might　worry　about　it；　but　　look；　Cap'n！
  the　sky　is　as　clear　as　can　be。〃
  He　looked　again　and　nodded。
  〃P'r'aps　we　can　make　the　cave；　all　right；〃　he　agreed；
  not　wishing　to　disappoint　her。　　〃It's　only　a　little　way
  out；　an'　we'll　be　on　the　watch；　so　come　along；　Trot。〃
  Together　they　descended　the　winding　path　to　the
  beach。　It　was　no　trouble　for　the　girl　to　keep　her
  footing　on　the　steep　way；　but　Cap'n　Bill；　because　of
  his　wooden　leg；　had　to　hold　on　to　rocks　and　roots　now
  and　then　to　save　himself　from　tumbling。　On　a　level　path
  he　was　as　spry　as　anyone；　but　to　climb　up　hill　or　down
  required　some　care。
  They　reached　the　boat　safely　and　while　Trot　was
  untying　the　rope　Cap'n　Bill　reached　into　a　crevice　of
  the　rock　and　drew　out　several　tallow　candles　and　a　box
  of　wax　matches；　which　he　thrust　into　the　capacious
  pockets　of　his　〃sou'wester。〃　　This　sou'wester　was　a
  short　coat　of　oilskin　which　the　old　sailor　wore　on　all
  occasions　　when　he　wore　a　coat　at　all　　and　the
  pockets　always　contained　a　variety　of　objects；　useful
  and　ornamental；　which　made　even　Trot　wonder　where　they
  all　came　from　and　why　Cap'n　Bill　should　tr