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traveling. The Lion told Dorothy she could ride upon his back as she had often

done before, and the Woozy said he could easily carry both Trot and the

Patchwork Girl. Betsy still had her mule, Hank, and Button-Bright and the

Wizard could sit together upon the long, thin back of the Sawhorse, but they

took care to soften their seat with a pad of blankets before they started. Thus

mounted, the adventurers started for the hill, which was reached after a brief

journey.

As they mounted the crest and gazed beyond the hill, they discovered not far

away a walled city, from the towers and spires of which gay banners were

flying. It was not a very big city, indeed, but its walls were very high and

thick, and it appeared that the people who lived there must have feared attack

by a powerful enemy, else they would not have surrounded their dwellings

with so strong a barrier. There was no path leading from the mountains to the

city, and this proved that the people seldom or never visited the whirling hills,

but our friends found the grass soft and agreeable to travel over, and with the

city before them they could not well lose their way. When they drew nearer to

the walls, the breeze carried to their ears the sound of music--dim at first, but

growing louder as they advanced.

That doesn't seem like a very terr'ble place," remarked Dorothy.

Well, it LOOKS all right," replied Trot from her seat on the Woozy, "but looks

can't always be trusted."

MY looks can," said Scraps. "I LOOK patchwork, and I AM patchwork, and

no one but a blind owl could ever doubt that I'm the Patchwork Girl." Saying

which, she turned a somersault off the Woozy and, alighting on her feet, began

wildly dancing about.

Are owls ever blind?" asked Trot.

Always, in the daytime," said Button-Bright. "But Scraps can see with her

button eyes both day and night. Isn't it queer?"

It's queer that buttons can see at all," answered Trot. "But good gracious!

What's become of the city?"

I was going to ask that myself," said Dorothy. "It's gone!"

It's gone!"

The Lost Princess of Oz