Dorothy and the Wizard in Oz HTML version
3. The Arrival Of The Wizard
The doorway of the glass palace was quite big enough for the horse and buggy to enter,
so Zeb drove straight through it and the children found themselves in a lofty hall that was
very beautiful. The people at once followed and formed a circle around the sides of the
spacious room, leaving the horse and buggy and the man with the star to occupy the
center of the hall.
"Come to us, oh, Gwig!" called the man, in a loud voice.
Instantly a cloud of smoke appeared and rolled over the floor; then it slowly spread and
ascended into the dome, disclosing a strange personage seated upon a glass throne just
before Jim's nose. He was formed just as were the other inhabitants of this land and his
clothing only differed from theirs in being bright yellow. But he had no hair at all, and all
over his bald head and face and upon the backs of his hands grew sharp thorns like those
found on the branches of rose-bushes. There was even a thorn upon the tip of his nose
and he looked so funny that Dorothy laughed when she saw him.
The Sorcerer, hearing the laugh, looked toward the little girl with cold, cruel eyes, and his
glance made her grow sober in an instant.
"Why have you dared to intrude your unwelcome persons into the secluded Land of the
Mangaboos?" he asked, sternly.
"'Cause we couldn't help it," said Dorothy.
"Why did you wickedly and viciously send the Rain of Stones to crack and break our
houses?" he continued.
"We didn't," declared the girl.
"Prove it!" cried the Sorcerer.
"We don't have to prove it," answered Dorothy, indignantly. "If you had any sense at all
you'd known it was the earthquake."
"We only know that yesterday came a Rain of Stones upon us, which did much damage
and injured some of our people. Today came another Rain of Stones, and soon after it you
appeared among us."
"By the way," said the man with the star, looking steadily at the Sorcerer, "you told us
yesterday that there would not be a second Rain of Stones. Yet one has just occurred that
was even worse than the first. What is your sorcery good for if it cannot tell us the truth?"
"My sorcery does tell the truth!" declared the thorn-covered man. "I said there would be
but one Rain of Stones. This second one was a Rain of People-and-Horse-and-Buggy.
And some stones came with them."
"Will there be any more Rains?" asked the man with the star.