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Wizard
ofOz
L. Frank Baum
(Copyright. )y llm llolilm-MTrlll I'd.)
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Dorothy lived in the midst of the
(treat Kansas prairies, with Uncle
Henry, who was a fanner, and Aunt
Km, ho was the farmer's wife. Their
house watt small, for the lumber to
build it had to be curried by wagon
many miles. Thcro were four walla,
a floor and a roof, which made one
room; and this room contained a rusty
looking cooking stove, a cupboard for
t ho duties, a table, three or four
chairs, and the beds. Uncle Henry
and Aunt Em had a big bed in one
corner, and Dorothy a little bed in an
Ntjier corner. There was no garret at
all, and do cellar except a Bmall hole,
dug In the ground, called a cyclone
cellar, where tho family could go In
case one of those, great whirlwinds
arose, mighty enough to crush any
building in its path. It was reached
by a trapdoor in (lie middle of the
floor, from which a ladder led down
into the small, dark hole.
When Dorothy stood in the doorway
and looked around, she could see noth
ing but the great gray pralrio on every
side. Not a tree nor a house broke
the broad sweep of flat country that,
reached the edge of tho sky in all di
rections. Tho sun had baked the
plowed land into a gray mass, with
little cracks running through it. Kven
the grass was not green, for the sun
had burned the tops of tho long blades
until they were tho same gray color
to be seen everywhere. Once the
house had been painted, but tho sun
blistered tho paint and tho rains
washed it away, and now tho house
was as dull and gray as everything
tdse.
When Aunt Km camo there to live
she wus a young, pretty wife. Tho
sun and wind had changed her, too.
They had taken tho sparkle from her
eyea and left them a sober gray; they
had taken the red from her cheeks
and Hps. and they wcro gray also.
She was thin and gaunt, and never
mlled, now. When Dorothy, who was
an orphan, first came to her, &uut. Km
had been so startled by the child's
laughter that she would scream and
piTJ her hand upon her heart when
ever Dorothy's merry voice reached
her ars; and she still looked at the
little girl with wonder that aha could
And anything to laugh at.
Uncle Henry never laughed. He
worked hard from morning till night
and did not know what joy was. He
was gray also, from his long beard to
his rough hoofs, and ho looked stern
and solemn, and rarely spoke.
It was Toto that made Dorothy
laugh, and saved her from growing as
gray aa her other surroundings. Toto
was not gray; he was a little black
Dorothy.
(log, with long, silky hair and small
black eyes that twinkled merrily on
either side of Ms tunny, wee nose.
Toto played all day loni;, and Dor
othy played with him, and loed him
dearly.
To-day. however, they were nut play
ing. Undo Henry sat upon the door
stop and looked anxiously at the fky,
which was even grayer than usual.
Dorothy stood In the door with Tolo
In her arms, and looked at the sky,
too. Aunt Km was washing the dishes
From the far north they heard a
low wuil of the wind, and Undo Henry
and Dorothy could see where the long
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gnws bowed in waves before the cori
Ing storm. There iiovt came u sharp
whistling in the air from tiie south,
and as they turned their e yes that way
they raw ripples In the grass coming
from that direction also.
Suddenly t'nclu Henry stood up.
"There's a cyclone coining. Km," he
called to his wife; ' I'll go look after
the stock." Then he run toward the
kliriln where the uows.and horses were
kept.
Aunt Km dropped her work nnd
csi'ie to the door. One glance told her
of (he danger close at baud.
"Quick, Dorothy!" shu screamed;
"run for the cellar!"
Toto jumped out of Dorothy's arms
ami hid under the bed, and the girl
started to get him. Aunt Km, badly
frightened, threw open the trapdoor
in the floor and climbed down the lad
der Into the small, dark hole. Dorothy
caught Tuto at last, nnd started to
follow her aunt. When she was half
way across the room thero came a
great shriek from the wind, and the
house shook so hard that she lost her
fooling and sat down suddenly upon
tho lloor.
A strange thing then happened.
The house whirled around two or
three times and rose slowly through
tho air. Dorothy felt us if she were
going up In a balloon.
The north and south winds met
where the house stood, ami made It
tho exact center of the cyclone. In
the middle of a cyclone the ulr is gen
erally still, but the great pressure of the
wind on every side of tho house raised
It up higher and higher, until it was at
the very top of the cyclone; and there
It remained and whs carried miles and
miles away as easily as you could car
ry a feather.
it was ' very dark, and tho wind
howled horribly around her, but Doro
thy found she was riding quito easily.
After the first few whirls around, and
one other time when the house lipped
badly, she felt as if she were being
rocked gently, like a baby in a cradle.
Toto did not like It. He ran about
tho room, now here, now there, bark
ing loudly; but Dorothy sat quite still
on tho floor and waited to seo what
would happen.
Once Toto got too near the open
trap door, and f;!! in; and tit iirst the
little girl thought she had lost him.
Hut soon she saw one of bis ears
sticking tip through the hole, for the
strong pressure of the air wus keeping
him up so that he could not fall. She
crept to the hole, caught Toto by tho
ear, and dragged him Into the room
again; afterward cloning tho trap
door so that no more uccldunts could
happen.
Hour after hour passed away, nnd
slowly Dorothy got over her fright;
but she felt quite lonely, and the wind
shrieked so loudly all about her that
sho nearly became deaf. At first she
had wondered If she would bo dashed
to pieces when the house fell again;
but aa tho hours passed und nothing
terrible happened, she stopped worry
ing and resolved to wait calmly and
seo what the futuro would bring. At
last she crawled over tho swaying
floor to her bed, and lay down upon
It; and Toto followed nnd lay down
besldo her.
In spite of tho swaying of tho house
und the walling of the wind. Dorothy
soon closed her eyes and fell fast
asleep.
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She was awakened
h a shock, so sudden
and severe that if
Dorothy had not been lying on the soft
bed sho might br.ve been hurt. As it
was, the jar made her catch her breatb
and wonder what had happened; and
Toto put his cold little nose into her
face and whined dismally. Dorothy
sat up and noticed that the house was
not moving; nor was It dark, for the
bright Btinshlne came lu at the win
dow, Hooding tho little room. Sho
sprang from her bed und with Toto at
her heels ran and opened tho door.
The little girl gave a cry of amaze
ment and looked about her, her eyes
growing bigger and bigger at the won
derful sights she saw.
The cyclone had set the house down,
very gently for a cyclone In the
midst of a country of marvelous beau
ty. Thero were lovely patches of green
sward all about, with stately trees
bearing rich and luscious fruits. Hunks
of gorgeous flowers wcro ou every
hand, nnd birds with rare and brilliant
plumage rang and ll uttered in the
tree and bushes. A little way oft was
a small brook, rushing and sparkling
nloir; between green banks, an.l mur
muring in a voice very grateful to
a little girl who had lived so Ion:; on
the dry, gray prairies.
While she stood looking eagerly at
the strange and beautiful sights, she
noticed coming toward her a group of
the queerest people she had ever seen.
They were not as big as the grown
folk she had always been ns-.l to; but
neither wen- they very ninnll. In fact,
they seemed about as tall as Dorothy,
who was a well grown child for her
age, ;;!: hough they wire, so f;,r as
look: go. many jears older.
Three were men and one u woman,
and ell were oddly dressed. They
wot.' round hats that rose to a small
poirt a foot above their leads, with
little bclh! around the brims that tin
kled sweetly as they moved. The hats
or the men were blue; the lit tlo wom
an's hat was while, nnd she' wore a
white gown that hung In plaits from
her shoulders; over It were sprinkled
little stars that glistened in the sun
like diamonds. The men were dressed
Jn blu, of the same shade as their
hats, and wore well polished boots
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with a deep roll of blun at tho tops.
The men, Dorothy thought, were
about as old as Uncle Henry, for two
of them had bends, lint the little
woman was doubtless much older; ber
face was covered with wrinkles, her
hair was nearly white, and she walked
rather stiffly.
When these people drew near the
lions where Dorothy was standing
in I he doorway, they paused and w his
pered among themselves, as If afraid
to come farther. Hut the little old
woman walked up to Dorothy, made a
low Ikiw and said, in a sweet voice:
"You are welcome, most noble Sor
ceress, to the land of the Muuehkins.
We are so grateful to you for having
killed tho wicked Witch of the Dust,
and for setting our people free from
bondage."
Dorothy listened to this speech with
wonder. What could the little woman
possibly mean by calling her a sor
ceress, and saying she had killed the
wicked Witch of tho Kast? Dorothy
was an Innocent, harmless little girl,
Wfm
gKssna aa
"There Must Be Some Mistake."
who had been carried by a cyclone
many miles from home; and she had
never killed anything in all her life.
Hut the little woman evidently ex
pected her to answer; so Dorothy said,
with hesitation:
"You are very kind; but there must
be somo mistake. I have not killed
anything."
"Your house did, anyway," replied
the little old woman, with a laugh;
"and that is tho same thing. See!'
Bho continued, pointing to the cornel
of tho house; "there are her two toes,
still sticking out from under u block;
of wood."
Dorothy looked, and gave a little cry
of flight. There, indeed, just undei
the coi ner of the great beam the house
rested on. two feet, were sticking out,
shod In silver shoes with pointed toe3
"Oh, dear! oh, dear!" cried Dorothy,
clasping her hands together in dis
may; "the house must have fallen on
her. What ever shall wo do?"
"There Is nothing to bo done," said
the little woman, calmly.
"litit who was she?" asked Dorothy.
"She was the wicked Witch of the
Kast, as I said," nnswered tho little
woman. "Sho has held all the Munch
kins in bondage for many years, ma
king them slave for her night aud duy.
Now they arc all set free, nnd are
grateful to you for the favor."
"Who are the Munchkins?" inquired
Dorothy.
"They aro the people who live In
this land of tho Kast, where the
wicked Witch - ruled."
"Are you a Munchkln?" asked Dor
othy. "No; but I am their friend, although
I li?o in the land of tho North. When
they aaw the Witch of the Kast was
dead the Munchkins sent a swift mes
senger to me, and I came at once. I
am tho Witch of the North."
"Oh, gracious!" cried Dorothy; "are
you a real witch?"
"Yes, Indeed;" answered tho little
woman. "Hut I am a good witch, and
the people love me. I am not as pow
erful as tho wicked Witch was who
ruled here, or I should have set tho
people free myself."
"Hut I. thought all witches were
wicked." said the girl, who was half
frightened at facing a real witch.
"Oh, no; that is a great mistake.
There were only four witches In till
the Land of Oz, and two of them,
those who live in the North and tho
South, are good witches. I know this
Toto.
Is true, for I am one of them myself,
and cannot be mistaken. Tho. e who.
dwelt In lh Kast and the West were,
Indeed, w liked witches; but now that
you have killed one of them, thero Is
but one wicked Witch In all Ihe Land
of Oz the one who lives in tho West."
"Hut." said Dorothy, nfter u mo
ineiit's thought, "Aunt Kin has told mo
that the witches were all dead years
and yeurs ngs."
ITO JM CONTINUUM.)
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Women's ffice wrk
Pays Girl
l-4hanCeS best Salary
By ELLA LOINSBIRY
l'TKU carefully comparing the salaries usually received by
fjk A women engaged in the various lines of business I lmve decided
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lit, , i rn n.f.iuiii I.-. liH- IM".-l I nil II 1 1 1 ,11 I IT iwsilic.-s 111 4 1 nil
the average woman can engage.
Yon will hear on every side Hint the market is over-
rC :EM slocked willi stenographers niid wltilc this is true it is also
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hi" Him mi- nun r.. i m in ei Mui'M-i i wiui jii'om: iii an oiner
lilies of business.
A stenographer having hut a common school education,
if she is bright and comprehending, can command a salary of
per week, while her college educated sister receives as high as .$''.
er week, and occasionally where a stenographer gets to be private secre
tary to sonn; high oflicial she receives all (Ik- way from $1.0 to $()) per
month. Of coinx: these positions aro in the minority, hut it. simply goes
to prove thai if a girl .strives hard enough in this particular lino thero
is no limit to her possibilities.
Take, for instance, the court reporter, puhlie stenographer, as well
as the girl who can report lectures, etc.; lliey make more money in a day
limn the average woman does in a week.
Kven school teachers in the public schools do not average $i5 per
month, as they lose two or three months every summer, while the stenog
rapher gets a paid vacation every year.
The millinery business pays well io those who are engaged in a
lui-itiess of their own, but. not every woman can all'ord to start in busi
ness for herself.
Nurses also make good wages when they work, if proficient, but
tiny are not steadily employed, and nursing is one of (hi; hardest voca
tions.' Some people contend thai stenographers do not, receive as high sal
aries as they claim. This is doubtless true in some cases, yet 1 know
for an actual fact that a great many stenographers aro receiving $13 per
week when they an; not really worth $10. It is simply a case of poor dis
crimination on the part of the employer, who may bo paving the expert
stenographer the saint! salary.
While stenography may not be considered a desirable vocation by
some, viewed from a financial standpoint, stenographers have lite decided
advantage over Ihe majority of women in business.
Sinfully
Low Wajjes
of Working
Girls
I
By ELIZABETH McCULLEM
for ." and $T a week he isn't voluntarily
going Ifi oll'er more.
The usual arguments, presented by these orsons, when their atten
tion is called to the existing state of n flairs, is that Ihe class of work
is not worth I'.ny more than they are paying. oes not every one who
is jriving her strength and time to work deserve compensation that will
protide for the needs and comforts, at least, of the body? Tell me, how
long could one single big business concern continue operating were it liol.
for those who till the so-called minor positions? Those scorned under
lings are so important lhat, were it found impossible to M-vitro! their ser
fic.es at. a week $10 would havr to be paid or the business would have
lo close its doors. It simply could not continue without some one 1o
tb ihis work.
The problem for the average worker, sKrially the woman worker,
is tery, very discouraging and hopeless so long as we tamely submit to
injusiioe rather than light for what is our due.
Then is no use in lighting tuberculosis and crime, no use in
preaching religion and expecting resells, until ihe present, material con
ditions of people are greatly improved.
Prohibit an employer from engaging a girl unless she can give evi
dence that she is dependent upon hcr'ciirnings for a living. The woman
with a husband or a lather who is .doing his duty in providing for her
has no right to lake work from those who must care for themselves.
Is Pic
Malting
a Lost
Art?
I By ELIZABETH McCULLLM
nm iTT
face pies, hunting- a-c" pies, pics wilh
hteed tops, plain pits. on r.:;';ilal pies atnt Ihtsh pies for festive occa
sions. There were deep pi:.j. ha!lov pics, medium p:cs with short crust,
long crust or lough cru.-t. much depending epon the cook and ihe guests
to be elileliailled.
Ktiiers hi ale pie and wro'.- it ir lis happiest way. II" wa gon'l
for a big piece at "ac!t i.ie.il. making .va.--io:ial trips In the family larder
lelwecii meal . Washington, ihe Adamses. Kranklin and Lincoln were
all pic fiends. Yh is the meat noon which such men fed relegated to
the surviving lew? Why i- a smili m senator laughed at when he
insi-ls upon pic I'ov break I'nM at bis I oj riling house?
Is the cooking of ihe good old-time pie a lost ail? Are we the vic
tims of adulterated footHiiiIs? Won't gas sieves produce the real goods,
or are we as a people simply going backward? There are as many pie
faced men and women as ever, bill mo.-l of litem never faced a ivhI pie
probably uevtr will.
No one ever knew a pie-e,ntng nation lhat had to hoist the white
flag or take alien dictation. We need to reinstall pie, make sure that it is
pie, und get back to the :0lnl hns when we were a piccnting nation.
Sinfully low wages aro paid by many
employers to their feminine workers. 1
realize that little can Ik; accomplished by
talk alone and that, immediate and drastic
measures should lie taken. We women
really do not deserve much sympathy, for
we calmly submit to this injustice without
doing one solitary thing to improve condi
tions. t And as long as we persist in this
: Vapidity, jtit so long ran we expect to be
imposed upon. For it is a certainty that
as long as an employer can find the pres
ent unlimited supply of women applicants
Pic is not the same as it used to be and
a natural curiosity is aroused among the
old residents. There were year? in our
American history when pie was a revered
and much patronized institution. Xo other
one table article had a larger or more ad
miring following.
There were pumpkin, miiiee. rhubarb,
peach, cherry, pear, iptinco, apple-butter,
.vpmsh. blackberry, raspberry, custard, po
tato, plum, lemon, orange, cream, cran
berry and many oilier kinds of pic too
numerous t mention. There were open-
ONE CN JOHNNY.
He was a balmy-headed Johnny,
with little cash. She was both prcttr
and liert. He said: "Do you know,
Dolly, I am something of a mimic? I
can take almost anybody off"
She said: "Then take your3elf oft.
old boy. I'm exprcting somo ona to
take me to supiur."
All in Fight Against Tuberculosis.
Prevention of tuberculosis versus
dividends is the proposition which
some of our largest insurance com
panies are now trying to establish.
The Metropolitan Life recently ap
plied for permission to erect a sana
torium for its policy holders and em
ployes afflicted with tuberculosis, but
tho application w as refused on grounds
of illegality hy New York Stato Super
intendent of Insurance Hotchkiss. The
company is, however, conducting an
active educational campaign by dis
tributing 3,500,000 pamphlets amonx
its policy holders. The Provident
Savings Life Assurance society has
also established a health bureau,
where its policy holders may receive
free medical advice. Several fraternal
orders, notably the Modern Woodmen,
Knights of Pythias, Royal League,
Ucyal Arcanum and Workmen's Cir
cle, have alrendy established or are
contemplating the erection of sana
toria for their tuberculous members.
A Noble Love.
"Is the contract of dower properly
drawn up, signed and witnessed?"
asked tho count of Castle-on-the-I!um.
"Yes," sighed Gladys GoUk-n.
"There nro no loopholes through
which your wise lawyer of Philadel
phia might creep?''
"Not-a loopbo!' oaid the fair
Gladys.
"And your father's holdings In Amal
gamated Whalebone, American Cheesr
and Macaroni and Tin Soup-Plate C
have not been affected by the recent
depression?"
"No, dearest," answered Miss Gold
en, (irmly.
"Then I love you," said the noble
count; and two fond hearts beat a
one. Puck.
Sit Up.
Much rot has recently been writ,
and wags have rent their brains asun
der, in trying to make food for wit
this dreadnaught lid tho girls hido tin
der. What need have men to knock it
o? They do not have to sweat be
neath it. Is it because tho fellows
know the landscape has been robbed
to wreathe It? We aro no Judge of
ladies' lids, and care not what your
choice or vote Is; it's not what's on
but in girls' heads that makes us sit
up and take notice. Pard of Denzii.
About Time.
tiorothy Can I have Bom water to
christen my doll, mciuma?
Mother Oh! no. I don't like you
to play with water.
Dorothy Well, can I haro some
wax to waxinate her? ..I'm sure she
ought to have something done by now.
I've had her three months. Windsor
Magazine.
An Escape.
"Are you sure that indicator regi
lered tho correct fare?"
"Yes," answered the taxlrabman.
"You aren't kicking, are you?"
"No, I'm congratulating myself. If
we went that far In so short a time t
were mighty lucky not to get arrested
for scorching." Washington Star.
Willing to Try.
She Do you think it would tak
you long to love a girl?
He I don't know. How long havn
you got'.' Yonkers Statesman.
IT WORKS
The Laborer Eati Food That Would
Wreck an Office Man.
Men who are actively cneaeed
at
hard work enn sometimes eat food
that would wreck a man who Is more
closely confined.
This is illustrated in the following
story:
"I was for 12 years clerk in artoro
working actively and drank coffee nil
the time without much trouble until
after I entered tho telegraph servie.
"There I got very little exercise and
drinking strong coffee, my nerve
were unsteady and my stoniarh raU
weak and I was soon a very sick man.
I quit meat nnd tobacco and In fact I
stopped eating everything which I
thought might aff.'c me r.ccit coffee.
nut still my commion grew vvoive
I was ail but a wreck.
"I finally quit coffee nnd
, and
com-
menced to ttao l'oftum a few y
arn
iiKO, nnd I nm speaking tho truth
when I say, my condition commenced
to Improve Immediately and tmlav
I
am well and can eat unvihinc I u-ant.
without any bad effects, all duo to
shifting from coffee to Postum.
"I told my wife today I believed I
could digest a brick it 1 had a cup of
postum to go with it
"We make it according to direction
boiling It full i0 minutes and use good
rich cream and it is certainly deli
cious." Look tn pkgs. fr a copy of tlu fa
mous little book, "The Itoad to Well
vlllo." "There's a Rcaron."
Evrr rrad ihr abnr IrHprf nrrr
ono appmrt from limp Oi llm. Ihrr
ar graulnr. t.ur, and full of banian
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