It was then that the Wicked Witch discovered me and became furiously angry when I said I wanted to marry the girl.
She enchanted my sword, as I said, and then my troubles began.

When I got my tin legs, Nimmie Amee began to take an interest in me; when I got my tin arms, she began to like me better than ever, and when I was all made of tin, she said I looked like her dear Nick Chopper and she would be willing to marry me.
"The day of our wedding was set, and it turned out to be a rainy day.
Nevertheless I started out to get Nimmie Amee, because the Witch had been absent for some time, and we meant to elope before she got back.
As I traveled the forest paths the rain wetted my joints, but I paid no attention to this because my thoughts were all on my wedding with beautiful Nimmie Amee and I could think of nothing else until suddenly my legs stopped moving.

Then my arms rusted at the joints and I became frightened and cried for help, for now I was unable to oil myself.

No one heard my calls and before long my jaws rusted, and I was unable to utter another sound.

So I stood helpless in this spot, hoping some wanderer would come my way and save me.