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Ozma of Oz
My
friends
the
children
are
responsible
for
this
new
"
Oz
Book
,
"
as
they
were
for
the
last
one
,
which
was
called
The
Land
of
Oz
.
Their
sweet
little
letters
plead
to
know
"
more
about
Dorothy
"
;
and
they
ask
:
"
What
became
of
the
Cowardly
Lion
?
"
and
"
What
did
Ozma
do
afterward
?
"
-
-
meaning
,
of
course
,
after
she
became
the
Ruler
of
Oz
.
And
some
of
them
suggest
plots
to
me
,
saying
:
"
Please
have
Dorothy
go
to
the
Land
of
Oz
again
"
;
or
,
"
Why
don
’
t
you
make
Ozma
and
Dorothy
meet
,
and
have
a
good
time
together
?
"
Indeed
,
could
I
do
all
that
my
little
friends
ask
,
I
would
be
obliged
to
write
dozens
of
books
to
satisfy
their
demands
.
And
I
wish
I
could
,
for
I
enjoy
writing
these
stories
just
as
much
as
the
children
say
they
enjoy
reading
them
.
Well
,
here
is
"
more
about
Dorothy
,
"
and
about
our
old
friends
the
Scarecrow
and
the
Tin
Woodman
,
and
about
the
Cowardly
Lion
,
and
Ozma
,
and
all
the
rest
of
them
;
and
here
,
likewise
,
is
a
good
deal
about
some
new
folks
that
are
queer
and
unusual
.
One
little
friend
,
who
read
this
story
before
it
was
printed
,
said
to
me
:
"
Billina
is
REAL
OZZY
,
Mr
.
Baum
,
and
so
are
Tiktok
and
the
Hungry
Tiger
.
"
If
this
judgment
is
unbiased
and
correct
,
and
the
little
folks
find
this
new
story
"
real
Ozzy
,
"
I
shall
be
very
glad
indeed
that
I
wrote
it
.
But
perhaps
I
shall
get
some
more
of
those
very
welcome
letters
from
my
readers
,
telling
me
just
how
they
like
"
Ozma
of
Oz
.
"
I
hope
so
,
anyway
.
L
.
Frank
Baum
.
Macatawa
,
1907
.
The
wind
blew
hard
and
joggled
the
water
of
the
ocean
,
sending
ripples
across
its
surface
.
Then
the
wind
pushed
the
edges
of
the
ripples
until
they
became
waves
,
and
shoved
the
waves
around
until
they
became
billows
.
The
billows
rolled
dreadfully
high
:
higher
even
than
the
tops
of
houses
.
Some
of
them
,
indeed
,
rolled
as
high
as
the
tops
of
tall
trees
,
and
seemed
like
mountains
;
and
the
gulfs
between
the
great
billows
were
like
deep
valleys
.
All
this
mad
dashing
and
splashing
of
the
waters
of
the
big
ocean
,
which
the
mischievous
wind
caused
without
any
good
reason
whatever
,
resulted
in
a
terrible
storm
,
and
a
storm
on
the
ocean
is
liable
to
cut
many
queer
pranks
and
do
a
lot
of
damage
.
At
the
time
the
wind
began
to
blow
,
a
ship
was
sailing
far
out
upon
the
waters
.
When
the
waves
began
to
tumble
and
toss
and
to
grow
bigger
and
bigger
the
ship
rolled
up
and
down
,
and
tipped
sidewise
-
-
first
one
way
and
then
the
other
-
-
and
was
jostled
around
so
roughly
that
even
the
sailor
-
men
had
to
hold
fast
to
the
ropes
and
railings
to
keep
themselves
from
being
swept
away
by
the
wind
or
pitched
headlong
into
the
sea
.
And
the
clouds
were
so
thick
in
the
sky
that
the
sunlight
couldn
’
t
get
through
them
;
so
that
the
day
grew
dark
as
night
,
which
added
to
the
terrors
of
the
storm
.
