"The idea of anyone wanting to injure our dear Ozma! Can't we do ANYthing to find her, Wizard ?" "I'll ask Glinda.

I must go straight back to her and tell her that my magic tools have also disappeared.

The good Sorceress will be greatly shocked, I know." With this, he jumped upon the back of the Sawhorse again, and the quaint steed, which never tired, dashed away at full speed.

The three girls were very much disturbed in mind.

Even the Patchwork Girl seemed to realize that a great calamity had overtaken them all.