the Deadly Poppy Field

    OUR LIttLE PARtY of travelers a morning re- fresed like a princess off peacrees beside the river.

    Be ts; but before try t seemed to beckon to ty.

    to be sure, t tiful land. But t er tin oodman  a feened to- geto start. Dorot do and oto in her arms.

    epped upon t it tipped badly, for  tin oodman stood upon to steady it, and to pus ter.

    t along quite  first, but  s t doream, farter gre t touctom.

    quot;t; said tin oodman, quot;for if  get to to try of tc, and s us and make us her slaves.”

    quot;And t no brains,quot; said the Scarecrow.

    quot;And I s no courage,quot; said the Cowardly Lion.

    quot;And I s no ,quot; said tin oodman.

    quot;And I s back to Kansas,quot; said Dorothy.

    quot;e must certainly get to ty if ; tinued, and  it stuck fast in t ttom of t out again?aor let go?at  a clinging to the river.

    quot;Good-bye!quot; er to leave in oodman began to cry, but for- tunately remembered t  rust, and so dried ears on Dorothys apron.

    Of course the Scarecrow.

    quot;I am no met Dorot; . quot;tuck on a pole in a cornfield, e. But surely tuck on a pole in ter all!”

    Doream t floated, and t far behe Lion said:

    quot;Somet be done to save us. I to t after me, if you o tip of my tail.”

    So o ter, and tin oodman caug ail. to s to  of t, and took tin oodmans long pole and  to the land.

    tired out  and stepped off upon tty green grass, and t tream  t