Ozma of Oz: A Record of Her Adventures with Dorothy Gale of Kansas, the Yellow Hen, the Scarecrow, the Tin Woodman, Tiktok, the Cowardly Lion, and the Hungry Tiger; Besides Other Good People Too Numerous to Mention Faithfully Recorded Herein

Ozma of Oz: A Record of Her Adventures with Dorothy Gale of Kansas, the Yellow Hen, the Scarecrow, the Tin Woodman, Tiktok, the Cowardly Lion, and the Hungry Tiger; Besides Other Good People Too Numerous to Mention Faithfully Recorded Herein
The third Oz book opens with Dorothy Gale overboard in a chicken coop, swept by storm from her uncle's ship to the shores of Ev. It's Baum at his most daring: the Nome King's cavern holds genuine dread, and Dorothy must outwit a villain who transforms her friends into ornaments before her eyes. Yet the terror is always leavened by wonder, a mechanical man who runs down, a tiger who yearns to eat everyone but refrains on principle, a princess who switches heads like hats. Billina the yellow hen provides tart commentary throughout, and when the Scarecrow, Tin Woodman, and Cowardly Lion finally arrive, the adventure achieves its full, magnificent ridiculousness. This is Baum at his freest, his imagination unshackled, his Oz as strange and perilous as it is enchanting. Children sense the danger beneath the wonder. Adults recognize the satire. Everyone rides the whirlwind.
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“You see, in this country are a number of youths who do not like to work, and the college is an excellent place for them.””
— L. Frank Baum
“Only I never wish to get up in the morning" ~ Dorthy””
— L. Frank Baum
“I've married a man who owns nine cows," said Jinjur to Ozma, "and now I am happy and contented and willing to lead a quiet life and mind my own business.""Where is your husband?" asked Ozma."He is in the house, nursing a black eye," replied Jinjur, calmly. "The foolish man would insist upon milking the red cow when I wanted him to milk the white one; but he will know better next time, I am sure.””
— L. Frank Baum
“Fat babies! Don't they sound delicious? But I've never eaten any, because my conscience tells me it is wrong. If I had no conscience I would probably eat the babies and then get hungry again, which would mean that I had sacrificed the poor babies for nothing. No; hungry I was born, and hungry I shall die. But I'll not have any cruel deeds on my conscience to be sorry for.””
— L. Frank Baum
“You'll be sorry for treating me this way," whined the Wheeler. "I'm a terribly fierce person.””
— L. Frank Baum
“Mr. Smith was an art-ist, as well as an in-vent-or, and he paint-ed a pic-ture of a riv-er which was so nat-ur-al that, as he was reach-ing a-cross it to paint some flow-ers on the op-po-site bank, he fell in-to the wa-ter and was drowned.””
— L. Frank Baum
“but one egg isn't good for anything at all””
— L. Frank Baum
“But I was raised in the United States, and I won't allow any one-horse chicken of the Land of Ev to run over me and put on airs, as long as I can lift a claw in self-defense.””
— L. Frank Baum
“Is this a trial of thoughts, or of kittens?' demanded the Woggle-Bug.'It's a trial of one kitten,' replied the Scarecrow; 'but your manner is a trial to us all.””
— L. Frank Baum












































