The Magic of Oz HTML version

Stuck Fast
The day was nearly gone when, at last, the raft was ready.
"It ain't so very big," said the old sailor, "but I don't weigh much, an' you, Trot,
don't weigh half as much as I do, an' the glass pussy don't count."
"But it's safe, isn't it?" inquired the girl.
"Yes; it's good enough to carry us to the island an' back again, an' that's about all
we can expect of it."
Saying this, Cap'n Bill pushed the raft into the water, and when it was afloat,
stepped upon it and held out his hand to Trot, who quickly followed him. The
Glass Cat boarded the raft last of all.
The sailor had cut a long pole, and had also whittled a flat paddle, and with these
he easily propelled the raft across the river. As they approached the island, the
Wonderful Flower became more plainly visible, and they quickly decided that the
Glass Cat had not praised it too highly. The colors of the flowers that bloomed in
quick succession were strikingly bright and beautiful, and the shapes of the
blossoms were varied and curious. Indeed, they did not resemble ordinary
flowers at all.
So intently did Trot and Cap'n Bill gaze upon the Golden Flower-pot that held the
Magic Flower that they scarcely noticed the island itself until the raft beached
upon its sands. But then the girl exclaimed: "How funny it is, Cap'n Bill, that
nothing else grows here excep' the Magic Flower."
Then the sailor glanced at the island and saw that it was all bare ground, without
a weed, a stone or a blade of grass. Trot, eager to examine the Flower closer,
sprang from the raft and ran up the bank until she reached the Golden Flower-
pot. Then she stood beside it motionless and filled with wonder. Cap'n Bill joined
her, coming more leisurely, and he, too, stood in silent admiration for a time.
"Ozma will like this," remarked the Glass Cat, sitting down to watch the shifting
hues of the flowers. "I'm sure she won't have as fine a birthday present from
anyone else."
"Do you 'spose it's very heavy, Cap'n? And can we get it home without breaking
it?" asked Trot anxiously.
"Well, I've lifted many bigger things than that," he replied; "but let's see what it