He nodded mournfully
two children came tip-toeing
throne room
Akbad was feverishly thumbing over an old book of Necromancy, and Toddledy and Cheeriobed were conversing in subdued whispers

"The
Good Witch
North," mused Cheeriobed, as Philador sank down at his feet and rested his head affectionately against his father's knee

"Let me go to her," begged the little Prince eagerly
"Surely she will help me find my mother and destroy Quiberon before he destroys us

Cheeriobed shook his head quickly and decidedly
"No ! No !
too dangerous
Besides,
no way to cross the lake
think of something else
" Taking off his crown
Cheeriobed gazed sadly off
distance
, word
brought
blue gulls
capture of Mombi, the wicked witch
North, by Tattypoo, who now ruled in her stead
Great
the rejoicing
Ozure Isles and hopefully Cheeriobed had waited for Tattypoo to restore his Queen and deliver him
cruel clutches of Quiberon
But time had passed and nothing had happened
Much of Mombi's mischief
remedied
Good Witch
North, but many of Mombi's misdeeds
known to her or anyone else
Land of Oz, so not knowing of Cheeriobed's misfortunes, Tattypoo had done nothing to help him
But the good King always felt that some day Tattypoo would find out about Quiberon and come
rescue
As he continued to gaze unseeingly straight ahead, as Akbad continued to mutter and Toddledy to groan, the little Prince grew more and more miserable and unhappy
Finally he slipped unnoticed
throne room and, running down
shores
lake, cast himself gloomily
sapphire rocks
Surely
sad to live
loveliest islands in Oz and never
safe or happy

"If
just find
way to cross the lake," muttered Philador, feeling
pockets for some crumbs to throw the gulls, "then
find the Good Witch
North
" The gulls were his constant and never failing friends and, as one and then another settled down
rocks beside him,
them of Quiberon's demand for
mortal maiden
threat to destroy the Kingdom
In Oz,
all know, the birds and beasts can speak
blue gulls
listened sympathetically
little Prince but talked among themselves of Quiberon's cruelty

"Come back, Princeling,
moon is high," whispered
little blue lady gull,
others had flown away
"Come back
moon is high
thought of
way to
! " Comforted
of himself, but resolved
nothing at all
King, Philador crept quietly back
castle

CHAPTER 2
The Golden Pear
THE great silver bells
sapphire tower had tolled ten
night time, and still Cheeriobed
councillors had thought of no plan to appease Quiberon
In gloomy knots the Ozure Islanders gathered to discuss the almost certain destruction that threatened their Kingdom
castle Toddledy
King pored over ancient books and maps trying to devise some way out
difficulties, but as Quiberon would allow no one to leave the islands how were they to search for
mortal maiden ?
"And even if
find one," sighed Cheeriobed wearily, "
never turn her over to
monster like that
We
magically constructed
destroyed without pain, but
mortal
hurt and no one shall ever suffer to save me or my Kingdom
"
"Then
perish, I suppose
" Pushing his specs high up
forehead, Toddledy looked resignedly
King
"It
quite restful
destroyed," observed the poor Prime Moneyster, trying to look
cheerful side of things
But Umtillio rose with
protesting screech and striking both fiddles at once sobbed dolefully

"Oh no, no, no !
go, go, go, far away ! Cheerio Oh, Oh ! You don't know, know, know, what you say !
de- destroyed with life half enjoyed is too bad, Can't
, see, see, it
, be, be, much too sad ? "
"Well, we still have two days," mumbled the King unhappily
"Maybe something will turn up

"Nothing will ever turn up here but Your Majesty's nose," sniffed Akbad, who
listening
conversation with growing impatience
"
stay here and be destroyed
like, but I, I, Akbad, the Soothsayer, shall think of something better ! "
Folding his robes haughtily about him, Akbad swept
throne room
own high tower he flung the sapphire casements wide and leaning both elbows
sill, stared moodily out
night

"Surely
better
mortal
destroyed than
whole Kingdom," reflected Akbad
"The King's
soft hearted old Joffywax
The way to solve
problem is
beginning and go on
conclusion
Quiberon desires
mortal maiden and
mortal maiden he
Now where am I
mortal maiden ? " Striding
bookcase he pulled out
history of Oz which opened almost instantly
picture of three little girls sitting in
hammock

"Dorothy, Betsy and Trot," muttered the Soothsayer reading the names under the picture
"These little girls, though native Americans, now live
Emerald City of Oz
loved and honored
entire populace
" Akbad paused thoughtfully after reading this sentence, then tearing out the page stuffed the picture into his sleeve
"One
quite enough," he remarked, with
little shrug
shoulders, "and all that
now is to reach the Emerald City
" Standing before
huge map of Oz that covered one side
wall, Akbad traced
finger
line between Sapphire City
capital
Not
great distance,
, but
old Soothsayer who had never been away
Ozure Isles
entire life, it seemed
long and perilous journey
Sinking into an easy chair he began tugging at his whiskers and pulling his long nose and soon
perfectly splendid plan popped into his turbaned head

"The pear ! " puffed Akbad delightedly
"
pick the golden pear and save myself
entire Kingdom
" Jerking out his magic descriptionary,
booklet all soothsayers carry in their pockets, Akbad turned
proper page though
almost by heart what it would say
golden pear
"
gardens
King grows an emerald tree, bearing always one golden fruit
This fruit shall be plucked
Prince
realm in times of extreme danger or peril
immediately transport him wheresoever he desires

"
transports
Prince
surely carry
soothsayer," decided Akbad
"
King is too stupid to bid Philador to pick the pear I myself shall pluck it
bough and save the people from destruction
"
The King, as it happened, was
very moment thinking
golden fruit
"If nothing turns up tomorrow," yawned His Majesty, blowing out the tall candle beside his bed, "
command Philador to pick the magic pear
lived
and
mind being destroyed, but
too young to suffer destruction
" Comforted
thought
little Prince,
, would escape so hard
fate, Cheeriobed sank down among his silk cushions and was soon fast asleep
His slumbers
so calm nor his dreams so untroubled had he seen the two figures that presently stepped out
castle
One passed
Eastern Gateway
gardens, the other
Western Doorway and, after looking all around
that
not observed, hastened down
beach

moonlight the radiant capital of Cheeriobed floated like
City of dreams in
silver mist
Looking over his shoulder at its sparkling turrets and spires, Philador wondered if
ever have the courage to leave so lovely
spot
Then catching
glimpse
horrid head of Quiberon, rising suddenly above the waters of Orizon, the little Prince shuddered and gathering his cloak about him hurried down
rocks
He wondered
blue gull had kept her promise and looked anxiously up and down the deserted strand
no one in sight and dejectedly
about to return
castle when
low whistle from
nearby cave came floating
him

Running down and
cave, Philador stopped short in perfect astonishment
Crouched
rocks and regarding him with bright interested eyes was
giant blue gull twice as large as Philador himself
On its head, the feathers grew into
circlet that rested like
crown upon its brow

"You wish to leave the Ozure Isle ? " asked the gull quietly
"Climb upon my back, then;
kind and gentle to my subjects, therefore I the grand Mogull, King of all the land and sea birds, will carry you wheresoever you wish

For
moment Philador was too startled to move
Then as
deep roar
throat of Quiberon came reverberating
grotto, he sprang
gull's back and clasping his arms around its neck whispered hoarsely, "Carry me
Good Witch
North ! "
With scarcely
flutter, the great gull rose, mounting higher and higher, till the Ozure Isles were no more than sparkling dots
waters
Lake
Akbad, standing under the magic tree
King's garden, saw
great shadow cross the moon
Brushing his hand uneasily across his eyes he looked again, but
the shadow had gone
Concluding
but
dark cloud, the Soothsayer drew
deep breath and, leaning forward, broke the golden pear
sacred bough
Now Akbad hardly knew what to expect, but the thing that did happen exceeded his wildest imaginings
The pear
hands grew larger and larger, bursting finally
golden splutter and glare
almost blinded
Stars !
pair of wings !
Thoroughly frightened, the soothsayer fell back against the tree, putting up both hands to beat off the whirling pinions
But
no use
The great wings swooped down upon him and next moment had fastened themselves
shoulders
His heart,
lifted him
air, dropped so suddenly into his boots both boots fell off