The Royal Book of Oz


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He looks very feeble, Too Fang, but may he live long to rule this flowery  
island and our humble selves!" said the second Prince, bowing stiffly.  
"Do you not find the affairs of state fatiguing, darling papa?" inquired the  
third Prince, fingering a jeweled chain that hung around his neck.  
"I, as your eldest son, shall be delighted to relieve you should you wish to  
retire. Get back ten paces, you!" he roared at Happy Toko.  
The poor Scarecrow had been so taken aback by this cool reception that he  
just stared in disbelief.  
"
If the three honorable Princes will retire themselves, I will speak with my  
grandsons," he said dryly, bowing in his most royal manner. The three  
Princes exchanged startled glances. Then, with three low salaams, they  
retired backward from the hall.  
"And now, my dears--!" The Scarecrow looked wistfully at his fifteen silken-  
clad little grandsons. Their silver hair, plaited tightly into little queues, stood  
out stiffly on each side of their heads and gave them a very curious  
appearance. At his first word, the fifteen fell dutifully on their noses. As soon  
as they were right side up, the Scarecrow, beginning at the end of the row,  
addressed a joking question to each in his most approved Oz style. But over  
they went again, and answered merely:  
"
Yes, gracious Grand-papapapah!" or "No honorable Grandpapapapah!" And  
the constant bobbing up and down and papahing so confused the poor  
Scarecrow that he nearly gave up the conversation.  
"It's no use trying to talk to these children," he wailed in disgust, "they're so  
solemn. Don't you ever laugh?" he cried in exasperation, for he had told  
them stories that would have sent the Oz youngsters into hysterics.  
"It is not permissible for a Prince to laugh at the remarks of his honorable  
grandparent," whispered Happy Toko, while the fifteen little Princes banged  
their heads solemnly on the floor.  
"Honorable fiddlesticks!" exclaimed the Scarecrow, slumping back on his  
throne. "Bring cushions." Happy Toko ran off nimbly, and soon the fifteen  
little Princes were seated in a circle at the Scarecrow's feet. "To prevent  
prostrations," said the Scarecrow.  
"
Yes, old Grandpapapapapah!" chorused the Princes, bending over as far as  
they could.  
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