The Lost Princess of Oz
A Terrible Loss
There could be no doubt of the fact: Princess Ozma, the lovely girl ruler of the Fairyland
of Oz, was lost. She had completely disappeared.Not one of her subjects--not even her
closest friends--knew what had become of her. It was Dorothy who first discovered it.
Dorothy was a little Kansas girl who had come to the Land of Oz to live and had been
given a delightful suite of rooms in Ozma's royal palace just because Ozma loved
Dorothy and wanted her to live as near her as possible so the two girls might be much
Dorothy was not the only girl from the outside world who had been welcomed to Oz and
lived in the royal palace. There was another named Betsy Bobbin, whose adventures had
led her to seek refuge with Ozma, and still another named Trot, who had been invited,
together with her faithful companion Cap'n Bill, to make her home in this wonderful
fairyland. The three girls all had rooms in the palace and were great chums; but Dorothy
was the dearest friend of their gracious Ruler and only she at any hour dared to seek
Ozma in her royal apartments. For Dorothy had lived in Oz much longer than the other
girls and had been made a Princess of the realm.
Betsy was a year older than Dorothy and Trot was a year younger, yet the three were near
enough of an age to become great playmates and to have nice times together. It was while
the three were talking together one morning in Dorothy's room that Betsy proposed they
make a journey into the Munchkin Country, which was one of the four great countries of
the Land of Oz ruled by Ozma. "I've never been there yet," said Betsy Bobbin, "but the
Scarecrow once told me it is the prettiest country in all Oz."
"I'd like to go, too," added Trot.
"All right," said Dorothy. "I'll go and ask Ozma. Perhaps she will let us take the
Sawhorse and the Red Wagon, which would be much nicer for us than having to walk all
the way. This Land of Oz is a pretty big place when you get to all the edges of it."
So she jumped up and went along the halls of the splendid palace until she came to the
royal suite, which filled all the front of the second floor. In a little waiting room sat
Ozma's maid, Jellia Jamb, who was busily sewing. "Is Ozma up yet?" inquired Dorothy.
"I don't know, my dear," replied Jellia. "I haven't heard a word from her this morning.
She hasn't even called for her bath or her breakfast, and it is far past her usual time for
"That's strange!" exclaimed the little girl.
"Yes," agreed the maid, "but of course no harm could have happened to her. No one can
die or be killed in the Land of Oz, and Ozma is herself a powerful fairy, and she has no
enemies so far as we know. Therefore I am not at all worried about her, though I must
admit her silence is unusual."