The Marvelous Land of Oz HTML version

3. The Flight of the Fugitives
Tip reflected.
"It's a hard thing, to be a marble statue," he thought, rebelliously, "and I'm not going to
stand it. For years I've been a bother to her, she says; so she's going to get rid of me.
Well, there's an easier way than to become a statue. No boy could have any fun forever
standing in the middle of a flower garden! I'll run away, that's what I'll do -- and I may as
well go before she makes me drink that nasty stuff in the kettle." He waited until the
snores of the old witch announced she was fast asleep, and then he arose softly and went
to the cupboard to find something to eat.
"No use starting on a journey without food," he decided, searching upon the narrow
He found some crusts of bread; but he had to look into Mombi's basket to find the cheese
she had brought from the village. While turning over the contents of the basket he came
upon the pepper-box which contained the "Powder of Life."
"I may as well take this with me," he thought, "or Mombi'll be using it to make more
mischief with." So he put the box in his pocket, together with the bread and cheese.
Then he cautiously left the house and latched the door behind him. Outside both moon
and stars shone brightly, and the night seemed peaceful and inviting after the close and
ill-smelling kitchen.
"I'll be glad to get away," said Tip, softly; "for I never did like that old woman. I wonder
how I ever came to live with her."
He was walking slowly toward the road when a thought made him pause.
"I don't like to leave Jack Pumpkinhead to the tender mercies of old Mombi," he
muttered. "And Jack belongs to me, for I made him even if the old witch did bring him to
He retraced his steps to the cow-stable and opened the door of the stall where the
pumpkin headed man had been left.
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Jack was standing in the middle of the stall, and by the moonlight Tip could see he was
smiling just as jovially as ever.
"Come on!" said the boy, beckoning."