The Wonderful Wizard of Oz (Oz, #1)

by L. Frank Baum

Dorothy ate a hearty supper and was waited upon by the rich Munchkin himself, whose name was Boq.

While Dorothy was looking earnestly into the queer, painted face of the Scarecrow,

“Of course I cannot understand it,” he said. “If your heads were stuffed with straw, like mine, you would probably all live in the beautiful places, and then Kansas would have no people at all. It is fortunate for Kansas that you have brains.”

“Did you groan?” asked Dorothy. “Yes,” answered the tin man, “I did. I’ve been groaning for more than a year, and no one has ever heard me before or come to help me.”

While I was in love I was the happiest man on earth; but no one can love who has not a heart,

“How, then, are we to find her?” enquired the girl. “That will be easy,” replied the man; “for when she knows you are in the country of the Winkies she will find you, and make you all her slaves.”

“Give me back my shoe!”

“I was born in Omaha—”