The Lost Princess of Oz


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"
It's rather crowded down here," explained Dorothy, "because the dome is  
rounding and we have all slid into the middle of it. But let us keep as quiet as  
possible until we can think what's best to be done."  
"
Dear, dear!" wailed Cayke, "I wish I had my darling dishpan," and she held  
her arms longingly toward it.  
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I wish I had the magic on those shelves up there," sighed the Wizard.  
Don't you s'pose we could get to it?" asked Trot anxiously.  
We'd have to fly," laughed the Patchwork Girl.  
But the Wizard took the suggestion seriously, and so did the Frogman. They  
talked it over and soon planned an attempt to reach the shelves where the  
magical instruments were. First the Frogman lay against the rounding dome  
and braced his foot on the stem of the chandelier; then the Wizard climbed  
over him and lay on the dome with his feet on the Frogman's shoulders; the  
Cookie Cook came next; then Button-Bright climbed to the woman's  
shoulders; then Dorothy climbed up and Betsy and Trot, and finally the  
Patchwork Girl, and all their lengths made a long line that reached far up the  
dome, but not far enough for Scraps to touch the shelves.  
"
Wait a minute. Perhaps I can reach the magic," called the Bear King, and  
began scrambling up the bodies of the others. But when he came to the  
Cookie Cook, his soft paws tickled her side so that she squirmed and upset  
the whole line. Down they came, tumbling in a heap against the animals, and  
although no one was much hurt, it was a bad mix-up, and the Frogman, who  
was at the bottom, almost lost his temper before he could get on his feet  
again.  
Cayke positively refused to try what she called "the pyramid act" again, and as  
the Wizard was now convinced they could not reach the magic tools in that  
manner, the attempt was abandoned. "But SOMETHING must be done," said  
the Wizard, and then he turned to the Lavender Bear and asked, "Cannot Your  
Majesty's magic help us to escape from here?"  
"
My magic powers are limited," was the reply. "When I was stuffed, the fairies  
stood by and slyly dropped some magic into my stuffing. Therefore I can do  
any of the magic that's inside me, but nothing else. You, however, are a  
wizard, and a wizard should be able to do anything."  
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