We must try to find that Land of Oz,
you know."
Hearing this speech the musicker sang, quickly:
If you go to the Land of Oz
Please take me along, because
On Ozma's birthday
I'm anxious to play
The loveliest song ever was.
"No thank you," said Dorothy; "we prefer to travel alone. But if I
see Ozma I'll tell her you want to come to her birthday party."
"Let's be going," urged the shaggy man, anxiously.
Polly was already dancing along the road, far in advance, and the
others turned to follow her. Toto did not like the fat musicker and
made a grab for his chubby leg. Dorothy quickly caught up the
growling little dog and hurried after her companions, who were walking
faster than usual in order to get out of hearing. They had to climb a
hill, and until they got to the top they could not escape the
musicker's monotonous piping:
Oom, pom-pom; oom, pom-pom;
Tiddle-iddle-widdle, oom, pom-pom;
Oom, pom-pom--pah!
As they passed the brow of the hill, however, and descended on
the other side, the sounds gradually died away, whereat they all
felt much relieved.
"I'm glad I don't have to live with the organ-man; aren't you, Polly?"
said Dorothy.
"Yes indeed," answered the Rainbow's Daughter.
"He's nice," declared Button-Bright, soberly.
"I hope your Princess Ozma won't invite him to her birthday
celebration," remarked the shaggy man; "for the fellow's music would
drive her guests all crazy.
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