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Glinda of Oz

The Great Sorceress
Betsy and Trot, when they heard of the rescue expedition, begged the Wizard to permit
them to join it and he consented. The Glass Cat, overhearing the conversation, wanted to
go also and to this the Wizard made no objection.
This Glass Cat was one of the real curiosities of Oz. It had been made and brought to life
by a clever magician named Dr. Pipt, who was not now permitted to work magic and was
an ordinary citizen of the Emerald City. The cat was of transparent glass, through which
one could plainly see its ruby heart beating and its pink brains whirling around in the top
of the head.
The Glass Cat's eyes were emeralds; its fluffy tail was of spun glass and very beautiful.
The ruby heart, while pretty to look at, was hard and cold and the Glass Cat's disposition
was not pleasant at all times. It scorned to catch mice, did not eat, and was extremely
lazy. If you complimented the remarkable cat on her beauty, she would be very friendly,
for she loved admiration above everything. The pink brains were always working and
their owner was indeed more intelligent than most common cats.
Three other additions to the rescue party were made the next morning, just as they were
setting out upon their journey. The first was a little boy called Button Bright, because he
had no other name that anyone could remember. He was a fine, manly little fellow, well
mannered and good humored, who had only one bad fault. He was continually getting
lost. To be sure, Button Bright got found as often as he got lost, but when he was missing
his friends could not help being anxious about him.
"Some day," predicted the Patchwork Girl, "he won't be found, and that will be the last of
him." But that didn't worry Button Bright, who was so careless that he did not seem to be
able to break the habit of getting lost.
The second addition to the party was a Munchkin boy of about Button Bright's age,
named Ojo. He was often called "Ojo the Lucky," because good fortune followed him
wherever he went. He and Button Bright were close friends, although of such different
natures, and Trot and Betsy were fond of both.
The third and last to join the expedition was an enormous lion, one of Ozma's regular
guardians and the most important and intelligent beast in all Oz. He called himself the
Cowardly Lion, saying that every little danger scared him so badly that his heart thumped
against his ribs, but all who knew him knew that the Cowardly Lion's fears were coupled
with bravery and that however much he might be frightened he summoned courage to
meet every danger he encountered. Often he had saved Dorothy and Ozma in times of
peril, but afterward he moaned and trembled and wept because he had been so scared.
"If Ozma needs help, I'm going to help her," said the great beast. "Also, I suspect the rest
of you may need me on the journey -- especially Trot and Betsy -- for you may pass
through a dangerous part of the country. I know that wild Gillikin country pretty well. Its
forests harbor many ferocious beasts."
They were glad the Cowardly Lion was to join them, and in good spirits the entire party
formed a procession and marched out of the Emerald City amid the shouts of the people,
who wished them success and a safe return with their beloved Ruler.
 
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