Ozma was young and beautiful. She had a white dress on. It was made of silk.

Poor Dorothy cried all the time. And her friends were very sorry for her. The Tin Woodman cried a little, too.

Three days passed and Dorothy did not see Oz. And she did not know what to do. Her friends were very happy. The Scarecrow talked about the wonderful ideas in his head. The Tin Woodman walked round with his hand on his new heart. And the Lion said that he was very brave now.

Next morning the Scarecrow got up very early. He said to his friends: “I am going to the Great Wizard. At last I shall have brains in my head, not straw."

Go on, go on with your story,” said Dorothy, “How did you become the Great Wizard?”

Behind the screen they saw a little old man. He was terribly frightened.

“First of all”: said Dorothy, “we must find our friends — the Tin Woodman and the Scarecrow.”

When the monkeys brought Dorothy to the Wicked Witch of the West she looked down at Dorothy's feet. She was frightened. She saw the silver shoes and she knew that those silver shoes had great magic. Then the Witch looked into the little girl’s eyes. They were clear and kind. So the Witch understood that Dorothy did not know that the shoes had magic and could help her.

The Cowardly Lion walked into the Throne Room and looked around. He saw a Ball of Fire in front of the throne. The fire was very bright. It was so bright, that the Lion could not look at it. He could not go near it.

The next morning the Green Soldier took the Scarecrow to the Wizard.