The Royal Book of Oz


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considered so distinguished that the Winkies had begged him to be their  
Emperor.  
"
Scraps!" called the Professor as Nick sat stiffly down beside Dorothy.  
The Patchwork Girl pirouetted madly to the front. Putting one finger in her  
mouth, she sang:  
"I'm made of patches, as you see.  
A clothes tree is my family tree  
But, pshaw! It's all the same to me!"  
A clothes tree? Even Professor Wogglebug grinned. Who could help laughing  
at Scraps? Made of odd pieces of goods and brought to life by the powder of  
life, the comical girl was the jolliest person imaginable.  
"Put me down as a man of me-tal!" drawled Tik-Tok the copper man as the  
laugh following Scraps' rhyme had subsided. Tik-Tok was still another of  
Dorothy's discoveries, and this marvelous machine man, guaranteed to last  
a thousand years, could think, walk, and talk when properly wound.  
The Cowardly Lion was entered as a King in his own right. One after the  
other, the celebrities of Oz came forward to answer Professor Wogglebug's  
questions. The Professor wrote rapidly in his little book. Ozma listened  
attentively to each one, and they all seemed interested except the Scarecrow.  
Slumped down beside Dorothy, he stared morosely at the ceiling, his jolly  
face all wrinkled down on one side.  
"If I only knew who I were!" he muttered over and over. "I must think!"  
"
Don't you mind." Dorothy patted his shoulder kindly. "Royalties are out of  
date, and I'll bet the Professor's family tree was a milkweed!"  
But the Scarecrow refused to be comforted, and long after the company had  
retired he sat hunched sadly in his corner.  
"I'll do it! I'll do it!" he exclaimed at last, rising unsteadily to his feet. Jellia  
Jamb, Ozma's little waiting maid, returning somewhat later to fetch a  
handkerchief her mistress had dropped, was surprised to see him running  
through the long hall.  
"Why, where are you going?" asked Jellia.  
"
To find my family tree!" said the Scarecrow darkly, and drawing himself up  
to his full height, he fell through the doorway.  
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