cloud and here I've been
I suppose
go back
say so, but it's
poor business, old fellow
How
going
down from here ? How did you get up ? Who
little Miss Rosy Posy
iron billed bird
? " "
Urtha," explained Tatters proudly
"
her in an enchanted garden
's Bill
him
blue forest, and - oh, father, we've had such strange adven-tures
"
"Tell me all ! " sighed Fumbo, closing his eyes and smacking his lips with anticipation

"Not unless you come back
," said Grampa craftily

"We were in an island of fire," began Tatters, while Urtha, who was pressed close at his side, nodded excitedly

"What ! " exclaimed Fumbo, opening his eyes as far as
go
"I'll come ! " he decided hastily, "and
tell me every single bit
story
"
Grampa smiled slyly, Tatters promised and before
change his mind, the old soldier thrust the King's head
pink bag Maribella had used for her knitting
Then, accompanied
little sky shepherdess, Grampa
army prepared to leave the sky
The other heads looked very sulky
passed by but, paying no attention
mutterings, Grampa marched
edge
great pink cloud

"Now what ? " mused the old soldier, staring down anxiously
"Are there any steps or air ships about, my dear ? "
Maribella shook her head
"But there's
rainbow," she cried suddenly
"Could you use that ? " Arching
edge
cloud and down as far as
see, curved
wide glittering rainbow-
storm was over
sun was shining
clouds
Dancing down the rainbow came
fairy almost as lovely as Urtha herself
Polychrome, the Rain King's daughter, and when Maribella explained that Grampa
company were from Oz, she insisted upon kissing them allfor Polychrome had visited in Oz
and had met with some fine adventures there

"Come on," cried Polychrome gaily, "I'll show you how to travel on
rainbow
" Seizing Urtha
hand, she began running down the bow
and
run down steps
Calling good bye to Maribella, Grampa and Tatters quickly followed, the Prince carrying his father's head
red umbrella and Grampa balancing Bill upon his shoulder

"Now all
Princess
fortune, and
couple of new pipes," sighed Grampa

"Ah, let's go home without them," begged Tatters eagerly
"
to show Urtha the castle
pigeons
We don't need
fortune
happy, Grampa
"
"Now don't give up yet," advised Grampa, turning to wag his finger
Prince
"There's always
fortune
end
rainbow
Look ! I believe we're coming down
Winkie country, and when
," Grampa pulled his whiskers determinedly, "I'm going
myself an anchor
I'm tired
flying and falling about
"
"Use me," crowed Bill, but as he spoke the bow grew suddenly so very slant that instead of running they began to slid - faster and faster and faster

"Good-bye," called Polychrome mischievously
"I'd come
, but it's my Daddy's birthday and we're having
party
sky
"
Just as Polly came to "party," Grampa
army came
end
rainbow and tumbled off in fine style
was hurt
tumble, and all scrambled
feet as quickly as

"Good-bye, Polychrome," called Urtha
She
who had breath enough

"Good gracious," puffed the old soldier, "
we've not broken your father's head
"
"Well,
's not broken it's badly cracked," raged the King stuffily,
inside
bag
"
're going to fling me about like this I'll not stick
,
hear ? "
The adventurers smiled and silently put their fingers
lips, and King Fumbo decided that further protest was useless

CHAPTER 16
Princess Dorothy Escapes
THE TWO DAYS that Grampa
little army
adventuring
wizard's garden, on Fire Island and Isa Poso, Dorothy, Toto
Forgetful Poet had spent as prisoners on Monday Mountain
Only the friendship of Princess Pearl Borax had saved them from actual harm,
Queen
Tubbies had nearly carried out her threat of wringing their necks
But the Queen finally had sentenced them
wash tubs, and from morning till night Dorothy and Percy Vere
forced to bend over the wash boards
rest
wild wash women tribe

during the first day Percy Vere had almost agreed to marry the dreadful daughter
old wash woman, for
bear
dear little Dorothy working like
slave
The Forgetful Poet himself had never done any hard work, and in an hour he had rubbed all the skin
knuckles and all the buttons
clothes
But Dorothy
hear
marrying Pearl Borax, so, hiding his own discomfort, Percy did the best
her cheerful, reciting his ridiculous rhymes and waving the shirts, stockings and pantaloons around his head whenever the Queen's back was turned
Even so, keeping cheerful was hard work and often both grew downhearted

"And Ozma thinks I'm having
fine visit
Tin Woodman," sighed Dorothy wearily, toward the end
second day

"And Peer Haps thinks I'm rescuing his daughter," groaned Percy Vere, letting the Queen's red table cloth slip back into his tub and staring mournfully down Monday Mountain
Then seeing that Dorothy was actually near to tears, he tilted his cap over one eye and whispered this verse into her right ear:
"It's wash, splosh, rub
And hang 'em up for dryin',
If sumpin doesn't happen soon
I'll simply burst out- ? "
"C ryin' ! " Dorothy smiled and dashed the tears out of her eyes
"Here comes the old lady ! " she finished hurriedly

"Isn't she simply sinoobious," sniffed Percy, dousing the red table cloth up and down
water

"What did you say ? " roared the Queen
Tubbies

"
," grinned Percy mischievously:
"Her Highness is so beautiful
Her brightness dims the eye,
I'll work here and be dutiful
Until the day I, I- ? "
"Die ! " spluttered Dorothy,
clumsy Queen lumbered on with
pleased smirk

"Better make up your mind to marry Pearl," she called over her shoulder and Pearl Borax blew Percy
wet kiss over her tub of clothes
Toto, who was tied to Dorothy's tub, growled fiercely-for he loathed the whole tribe of sloppy, messy wash women

"
think of
way out," gasped the poor poet unhappily, for life on Monday Mountain, where every day is washday, and every dinner is of potatoes and cabbage, was not
endured
They
over the matter
hundred times before and there really seemed no chance of escape at all
The tubs
tribe were ranged in
circle around the mountain top,
Dorothy
Forgetful Poet were always under guard

white fence ran around the mountain,
few feet below
heard of
fence running around before, but
the first fence Dorothy every had seen that actually did run
tall and spiked and flashed 'round and 'round, till just watching it gave one the headache
too high to jump
gate only came opposite Dorothy
Forgetful Poet once
day

dragged up the mountain, the Queen had addressed
low word
fence
Immediately it had stopped
had all come
gate
But
the word ?
his capture Percy Vere
trying to puzzle it out and now, leaning his elbows
wash hoard, he began trying again
Indeed he thought until he had twelve wrinkles
forehead and all at once, like
flash of lightning, it came to him such
short, sensible word that
triumphant skip
Next instant
splashing the clothes
tub so vigorously that
wild wash women heard him give Dorothy
few quick instructions
In five minutes the gate
opposite and one minute
five were up, the three prisoners dashed down the mountain

"Stop ! " shouted Percy Vere, imperiously hammering
fence with
rock
Oh, joy ! It did stop and,
gate was now exactly in front
, Percy Vere opened it boldly and pulled Dorothy and Toto through
No sooner were they out
fence began to spin around as fast as ever,
wild wash women, who saw them escape, could follow the gate was half way around the mountain
With howls of rage and fright-
Tubbies knew
Queen
furious-the dreadful creatures overturned their wash tubs, and
perfect torrent of hot soapy water came cascading down the mountain side, upsetting Dorothy
Forgetful Poet and making the path so slippery
never stopped sliding till they reached the bottom
Breathless, drenched and shaken, but otherwise unhurt, they picked themselves up and, without pausing to rest, all three began running as fast as ever
away from Monday Mountain

"How-did-you ever-think-of-telling the fence to stop ? " puffed Dorothy, stopping under
broad tulip tree

"Had to ! " gasped Percy, dropping heavily
ground and leaning over to pat Toto, who sat, with closed eyes and tongue out, trying to catch up
breath
Then Percy delivered this gem:
"Far
Tubbies, little Princess, And wouldn't they starch and blue and rinse us-"
"Did you say Princess ? " interrupted
voice
Dorothy and Percy both jumped and Toto gave
frightened bark-for sitting on
lower branch
tulip tree was our old friend Bill

"Did you say Princess ? " crowed the weather cock
Percy was too surprised
anything but nod
iron bird rattled
air screaming: "The Princess ! The Princess ! " and flew over the tree tops

CHAPTER 17
The Adventurers Meet
"I DON'T SEE any Princess," sniffed the old soldier, coming to an abrupt halt and eying the two travellers critically
Grampa
army had barely recovered from their tumble off the rainbow before Bill's cries, announcing the Princess, brought them hurrying
tulip tree, where Dorothy and Percy Vere were resting

"Am I dreaming ? " gulped the Forgetful Poet, clutching Dorothy's hand
"Am I dreaming or what ? " His eye roved from Grampa's game leg to Tatters' many-hued suit and finally came to
rest
lovely little flower fairy

"
the Princess," insisted Bill, pointing his claw at Dorothy

"Snuff and nonsense ! " snapped the old soldier scornfully
"You're
regular false alarm, Bill, always going off
wrong time
Why, that's only
dusty little country girl and no proper match
Prince at all ! "
Grampa's lofty speech brought Percy quickly out
dream

"Don't you be so migh and highty," muttered the Forgetful Poet, drawing himself up proudly
"You don't know what you're talking about, you-"No offense ! No offense ! " observed Grampa coolly
"It's not the child's fault that she's not
Princess
I dare say she's
very nice little girl, but we're looking for
Princess ! "
"Why, so are we ! " cried Dorothy in surprise
"But you needn't be so impolite
"
"
Princess, too, and
to stand there and tell me that that young ragbag is
Prince ? " Percy Vere stared at Tatters long and earnestly and then, rolling up his eyes murmured feelingly:
"A Prince of rags and scraps and patches, And then they talk
of matches ! The Prince of what ? The Prince of where ? He has
bird's nest
er
-"
"Hair," giggled Dorothy
Poor Tatters blushed
ears and hurriedly tried to smooth out his hair
fingers

"Come on ? " cried Grampa indignantly
"They're crazy ! "
"
'll believe he's
Prince, I'll believe she's
Princess," put in
soft voice and Urtha, who
listening anxiously
sharp speeches on both sides, danced
Forgetful Poet

"That's fair enough," agreed Percy Vere, smiling