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12. How they Matched the Fuddles

Dorothy and her fellow travelers rode away from the Cuttenclip village

and followed the indistinct path as far as the sign-post. Here they took

the main road again and proceeded pleasantly through the pretty

farming country. When evening came they stopped at a dwelling and

were joyfully welcomed and given plenty to eat and good beds for the

night.

Early next morning, however, they were up and eager to start, and after a

good breakfast they bade their host good-bye and climbed into the red

wagon, to which the Sawhorse had been hitched all night. Being made of

wood, this horse never got tired nor cared to lie down. Dorothy was not

quite sure whether he ever slept or not, but it was certain that he never

did when anybody was around.

The weather is always beautiful in Oz, and this morning the air was cool

and refreshing and the sunshine brilliant and delightful.

In about an hour they came to a place where another road branched off.

There was a sign-post here which read:

THIS WAY TO FUDDLECUMJIG

Oh, here is where we turn," said Dorothy, observing the sign.

What! Are we going to Fuddlecumjig?" asked the Captain General.

Yes; Ozma thought we might enjoy the Fuddles. They are said to be very

interesting," she replied.

No one would suspect it from their name," said Aunt Em. "Who are

they, anyhow? More paper things?"

I think not," answered Dorothy, laughing; "but I can't say 'zactly, Aunt

Em, what they are. We'll find out when we get there."

Perhaps the Wizard knows," suggested Uncle Henry.

No; I've never been there before," said the Wizard. "But I've often heard

of Fuddlecumjig and the Fuddles, who are said to be the most peculiar

people in all the Land of Oz."

The Emerald City of Oz