The Marvelous Land of Oz
A Highly Magnified History
"It is but honest that I should acknowledge at the beginning of my recital that I was born
an ordinary Woggle-Bug," began the creature, in a frank and friendly tone. "Knowing no
better, I used my arms as well as my legs for walking, and crawled under the edges of
stones or hid among the roots of grasses with no thought beyond finding a few insects
smaller than myself to feed upon.
"The chill nights rendered me stiff and motionless, for I wore no clothing, but each
morning the warm rays of the sun gave me new life and restored me to activity. A
horrible existence is this, but you must remember it is the regular ordained existence of
Woggle-Bugs, as well as of many other tiny creatures that inhabit the earth.
"But Destiny had singled me out, humble though I was, for a grander fate! One day I
crawled near to a country school house, and my curiosity being excited by the
monotonous hum of the students within, I made bold to enter and creep along a crack
between two boards until I reached the far end, where, in front of a hearth of glowing
embers, sat the master at his desk.
"No one noticed so small a creature as a Woggle-Bug, and when I found that the hearth
was even warmer and more comfortable than the sunshine, I resolved to establish my
future home beside it. So I found a charming nest between two bricks and hid myself
therein for many, many months.
"Professor Nowitall is, doubtless, the most famous scholar in the land of Oz, and after a
few days I began to listen to the lectures and discourses he gave his pupils. Not one of
them was more attentive than the humble, unnoticed Woggle-Bug, and I acquired in this
way a fund of knowledge that I will myself confess is simply marvelous. That is why I
place 'T.E.' Thoroughly Educated upon my cards; for my greatest pride lies in the fact
that the world cannot produce another Woggle-Bug with a tenth part of my own culture
"I do not blame you," said the Scarecrow. "Education is a thing to be proud of. I'm
educated myself. The mess of brains given me by the Great Wizard is considered by my
friends to be unexcelled."
"Nevertheless," interrupted the Tin Woodman, "a good heart is, I believe, much more
desirable than education or brains."
"To me," said the Saw-Horse, "a good leg is more desirable than either."
"Could seeds be considered in the light of brains?" enquired the Pumpkinhead, abruptly.
"Keep quiet!" commanded Tip, sternly.
"Very well, dear father," answered the obedient Jack.