The Tin Woodman of Oz


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Amee ought to mind the little I take from her garden, or the hole I've made  
under her magic wall. A rabbit may go and come as he pleases, but no one  
who is bigger than I am could get through my burrow."  
"
Will you allow us to pass through it, if we are able to?" inquired  
Polychrome.  
"Yes, indeed," answered the Blue Rabbit. "I'm no especial friend of Nimmie  
Amee, for once she threw stones at me, just because I was nibbling some  
lettuce, and only yesterday she yelled 'Shoo!' at me, which made me  
nervous. You're welcome to use my burrow in any way you choose."  
"But this is all nonsense!" declared Woot the Wanderer. "We are every one  
too big to crawl through a rabbit's burrow."  
"
We are too big now," agreed the Scarecrow, "but you must remember that  
Polychrome is a fairy, and fairies have many magic powers."  
Woot's face brightened as he turned to the lovely Daughter of the Rainbow.  
"Could you make us all as small as that rabbit?" he asked eagerly.  
"I can try," answered Polychrome, with a smile. And presently she did it--so  
easily that Woot was not the only one astonished. As the now tiny people  
grouped themselves before the rabbit's burrow the hole appeared to them  
like the entrance to a tunnel, which indeed it was.  
"
I'll go first," said wee Polychrome, who had made herself grow as small as  
the others, and into the tunnel she danced without hesitation. A tiny  
Scarecrow went next and then the two funny little tin men.  
"
Walk in; it's your turn," said the Blue Rabbit to Woot the Wanderer. "I'm  
coming after, to see how you get along. This will be a regular surprise party  
to Nimmie Amee."  
So Woot entered the hole and felt his way along its smooth sides in the dark  
until he finally saw the glimmer of daylight ahead and knew the journey was  
almost over. Had he remained his natural size, the distance could have been  
covered in a few steps, but to a thumb-high Woot it was quite a promenade.  
When he emerged from the burrow he found himself but a short distance  
from the house, in the center of the vegetable garden, where the leaves of  
rhubarb waving above his head seemed like trees. Outside the hole, and  
waiting for him, he found all his friends.  
"So far, so good!" remarked the Scarecrow cheerfully.  
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