The Royal Book of Oz


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"
There are some silk cushions in my right-hand saddle sack, but I doubt  
very much whether you'll like 'em," mumbled the Dromedary gruffly.  
"
Out with them!" cried Sir Hokus, pouncing on the Doubtful Dromedary,  
and in a minute each of the party had a cushion and was as snug as  
possible.  
"Could anything have been more fortunate?" exulted the Knight. "We can  
now resume our journey properly mounted."  
"I think I'll ride the Cowardly Lion," said Dorothy, looking uneasily at the  
high seat on the camel's back. "Let's start before it grows any darker."  
They had eaten to heart's content, and now, packing up the remainder of  
the feast, the little party made ready to start.  
Sir Hokus, using the Cowardly Lion as a footstool, mounted the camel, and  
then Dorothy climbed on her old friend's back, and the little caravan moved  
slowly through the forest.  
"
There's a tent in my left-hand saddle sack, but I doubt very much whether  
you can put it up," said the Doubtful Dromedary, falling in behind the  
Comfortable Camel. "I doubt it very much indeed."  
"
How now, what means this doubting?" called Sir Hokus from his perilous  
seat. "I'll pitch it when the time comes."  
"Mind you don't pitch out when the Camel goes!" called the Cowardly Lion,  
who would have his little joke. Sir Hokus, to tell the truth, was feeling tossed  
about and dizzy, but he was too polite to mention the fact. As they  
proceeded, Dorothy told the Comfortable Camel all about the Scarecrow and  
Oz.  
An occasional word jolted down from above told her that the Knight was  
singing. They had gone possibly a mile when Dorothy pointed in excitement  
to a road just ahead.  
"We must have missed it before! Wait, I'll see what it's like." Jumping down  
from the Cowardly Lion's back, she peered curiously at the narrow, tree-  
lined path. "Why, here's a sign!"  
"
What of?" asked the Comfortable Camel, lurching forward eagerly and  
nearly unseating the Knight.  
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