The Royal Book of Oz


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"Ah!" murmured the Scarecrow, looking up, "My family tree!"  
"Beside the bean pole lay a crumpled parchment." The Grand Chew Chew  
felt in the sleeve of his kimono and brought out a bit of crumpled silver  
paper, and adjusting his horn spectacles, read slowly.  
"Into the first being who touches this magic pole--on the other side of the  
world--the spirit of Emperor Chang Wang Woe will enter. And fifty years  
from this day, he will return--to save his people."  
The Grand Chew Chew took off his specs and folded up the paper. "The day  
has come! You have come down the bean pole, and are undoubtedly that  
being who has gone from Emperor to crocus to Scarecrowcus. I have ruled  
the Islands these fifty years; have seen to the education of your sons and  
grandsons. And now, gracious and exalted Master, as I am an old man I ask  
you to relieve me from the cares of state."  
"Sons! Grandsons!" choked the Scarecrow, beginning to feel very much  
alarmed indeed. "How old am I?"  
"Your Highness," said the Grand Chew Chew with a deep salaam, "is as old  
as I. In other words, you are in the ripe and glorious eighty-fifth year of your  
Majesty's illustrious and useful age."  
"
Eighty five!" gasped the Scarecrow, staring in dismay at the gray, wrinkled  
face of the old Silverman. "Now see here, Chew Chew, are you sure of that?"  
"
Quite sure, Immortal and Honored Master!"  
The Scarecrow could not help but be convinced of the truth of the Grand  
Chew Chew's story. The pole in the Munchkin farmer's cornfield was none  
other than the magic beanstalk, and he, thrust on the pole by the farmer to  
scare away the crows, had received the spirit of the Emperor Chang Wang  
Woe. "Which accounts for my cleverness," he thought gloomily. Now, surely  
he should have been pleased, for he had come in search of a family, but the  
acquisition of an empire, sons and grandsons, and old age, all in a trice,  
fairly took his breath away.  
"
Does the prophecy say anything about restoring my imperial person?" he  
asked anxiously, for the thought of looking like Chew Chew was not a  
cheerful one.  
"
Alas, no!" sighed the Grand Chew Chew sorrowfully. "But we have very  
clever wizards on the Island, and I shall set them at work on the problem at  
once."  
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