Part 34 (1/2)
228 Bug. ”If you have never swallowed it, the pill can not have given you a pain. And as your wish, being granted, proves you did not swallow the pill, it is also plain that you suffered no pain.”
”Then it was a splendid imitation of a pain,” retorted Tip, angrily.
”Suppose you try the next pill yourself. We've wasted one wish already.”
”Oh, no, we haven't!” protested the Scarecrow. ”Here are still three pills in the box, and each pill is good for a wish.”
”Now you're making my head ache,” said Tip. ”I can't understand the thing at all. But I won't take another pill, I promise you!” and with this remark he retired sulkily to the back of the nest.
”Well,” said the Woggle-Bug, ”it remains for me to save us in my most Highly Magnified and Thoroughly Educated manner; for I seem to be the only one able and willing to make a wish. Let me have one of the pills.”
He swallowed it without hesitation, and they all stood admiring his courage while the Insect counted seventeen by twos in the same way that Tip had done. And for some reason--perhaps because Woggle-Bugs have stronger stomachs than boys--the silver pellet caused it no pain whatever.
”I wish the Gump's broken wings mended, and
229 as good as new!” said the Woggle-Bug, in a slow; impressive voice.
All turned to look at the Thing, and so quickly had the wish been granted that the Gump lay before them in perfect repair, and as well able to fly through the air as when it had first been brought to life on the roof of the palace.
Line-Art Drawing
230 Full page line-art drawing.
231 The Scarecrow Appeals to Glenda the Good
”Hooray!” shouted the Scarecrow, gaily. ”We can now leave this miserable Jackdaws' nest whenever we please.”
”But it is nearly dark,” said the Tin Woodman; ”and unless we wait until morning to make our flight we may get into more trouble. I don't like these night trips, for one never knows what will happen.”
So it was decided to wait until daylight, and the adventurers amused themselves in the twilight by searching the Jackdaws' nest for treasures.
The Woggle-Bug found two handsome bracelets of wrought gold, which fitted his slender arms very well. The Scarecrow took a fancy for rings, of which there were many in the nest. Before long he
232 had fitted a ring to each finger of his padded gloves, and not being content with that display he added one more to each thumb. As he carefully chose those rings set with sparkling stones, such as rubies, amethysts and sapphires, the Scarecrow's hands now presented a most brilliant appearance.
”This nest would be a picnic for Queen Jinjur,” said he, musingly. ”for as nearly as I can make out she and her girls conquered me merely to rob my city of its emeralds.”
The Tin Woodman was content with his diamond necklace and refused to accept any additional decorations; but Tip secured a fine gold watch, which was attached to a heavy fob, and placed it in his pocket with much pride. He also pinned several jeweled brooches to Jack Pumpkinhead's red waistcoat, and attached a lorgnette, by means of a fine chain, to the neck of the Saw-Horse.
”It's very pretty,” said the creature, regarding the lorgnette approvingly; ”but what is it for?”
None of them could answer that question, however; so the Saw-Horse decided it was some rare decoration and became very fond of it.