The Glenwood post., 1909-09-11

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be rough. and the walking grew so
difficult that the Scrarecrow often
stumbled over the yellow brick, which
were here very uneven. Sometimes
indeed, they were broken or missing
altogether, leaving holes that Toto
jumped across and Dorothy walked
around. AS for the Scarecrow, having
no brains he walked straight ahead
and so stepped into the holes and fell
at full length on the hard bricks. 1t
never hurt him. however. and Dorothy
would pick him up and set him upon
his feet again. while he Joined her in
laughing merrily at his own mishap.
The farms were not nearly so we'll
cared for here as they were farther
back. There were fewer houses and
fewer fruit trees, and the farther they
went the more dismal and lonesome
the country became.
At noon they sat down beside the
roadside, near little brook, and Doro
thy opened her basket and got out
some bread. She offered a piece to
the Scarecrow. but he refused.
81 am never hungry" he said; land
it is lucky thing l am not. For my
mouth is only painted. and II should
cut hole in it SO l could eat, the
straw l am stuffed with would come
out, and that would spoil the shape of
my head
Dorothy saw at once that this was
true, so she only nodded and went on
eating her bread.
Tell me something about yourself
and the country you came from" said
the Scarecrow, when she had finished
her dinner. So she told him all about
Kansas, and how gray everything was
there. and how the cyclone had carried
her to this queer land of Or. The
Scarecrow listened carefully. and said:
Il cannot understand why you
should wish to leave this beautiful
country and go back to the dry, gray
place you call Kansas"
That is because you have no
brains," answered the girl No mat
ter how dreary and gray our homes
are, we people Of flesh and blood
would rather live there than in any
other country, be it ever so beautiful.
There is no place like home"
1 he SCareCTOW signed.
"Of course | cannot understand It,"
he said. "If your heads were stuffed
with straw, like mine, you would prob
ably all live in the beautiful places,
and then Kansas would have no people
at all. 1t is fortunate for Kansas that
you have brains"
won't you tell me a story, while
we are resting?" asked the child.
The Scarecrow looked at her re-
proachfully, and answered:
my life has been so short that
really know nothing whatever. was
only made day before yesterday. What
happened in the world before that
time is all unknown to me. Luckily,
| when the farmer made my head one
of the first things he did was to paint
my ears, so that l heard what was 60
ing on. There was another Munchkin
with him, and the first thing | heard
was the farmer saying:
How do you like those ears?'
"'They aren't straight answered
the other
they are ears just the same which
was true enough.
Now I'll make the eyes said the
farmer. So he painted my right eye,
| and as soon as 1t was finished | found
myself looking at him and at every
thing around rue with great deal of
curiosity. for this was my first glimpse
o. the world.
That's a rather pretty eye,' re-
marked the Munchkin who was watch
ing the farmer: blue paint Is Just the
color for eyes
81 think I'll make the other little
bigger said the farmer; and when the
second eye was done l could see much
better than before. Then he made my
nose and my mouth; but l did not
speak, because at that time didn't
know what a mouth was for. had
the fun of watching them make my
body and my arms and legs: and when