The Road to Oz
In
related how Dorothy Gale of Kansas, The Shaggy Man, Button Bright, and Polychrome the Rainbow's Daughter met on an Enchanted Road and followed it all the way
Marvelous Land of Oz

by L
Frank Baum
"Royal Historian of Oz"
Contents
--To My Readers--
1
The Way to Butterfield
2
Dorothy Meets Button-Bright
3

Queer Village
4
King Dox
5
The Rainbow's Daughter
6
The City of Beasts
7
The Shaggy Man's Transformation
8
The Musicker
9
Facing the Scoodlers
10
Escaping the Soup-Kettle
11
Johnny Dooit Does It
12
The Deadly Desert Crossed
13
The Truth Pond
14
Tik-Tok and Billina
15
The Emperor's Tin Castle
16
Visiting the Pumpkin-Field
17
The Royal Chariot Arrives
18
The Emerald City
19
The Shaggy Man's Welcome
20
Princess Ozma of Oz
21
Dorothy Receives the Guests
22
Important Arrivals
23
The Grand Banquet
24
The Birthday Celebration
To My Readers
Well, my dears,
what
asked for: another "Oz Book" about Dorothy's strange adventures
Toto is
story, because
him
there, and
characters which
recognize are
story, too
Indeed, the wishes
little correspondents
considered as carefully as possible, and
story
exactly
written it yourselves,
remember that
story
be
story before it
written down,
writer cannot change it much without spoiling it

preface to "Dorothy
Wizard of Oz"
like to write some stories that
"Oz" stories, because
I had written about Oz long enough; but since that volume was published
fairly deluged with letters from children imploring me to "write more about Dorothy," and "more about Oz," and since I write only
the children
try to respect their wishes

some new characters
book that ought to win your live
I'm very fond
shaggy man myself, and
like him, too
As for Polychrome--the Rainbow's Daughter--and stupid little Button-Bright, they seem
brought
new element of fun into these Oz stories, and
I discovered them
Yet
anxious
write and tell me how you like them

book was written
received some very remarkable News
Land of Oz,
greatly astonished me
I believe
astonish you, too, my dears,
hear it
But
such
long and exciting story
saved for another book--and perhaps that book
the last story
ever be told
Land of Oz

L
FRANK BAUM
Coronado, 1909

1
The Way to Butterfield
"Please, miss," said the shaggy man, "
tell me the road to Butterfield ? "
Dorothy looked him over
Yes,
shaggy, all right, but
twinkle
eye that seemed pleasant

"Oh yes," she replied; "
tell you
But it isn't this road at all
"
"No ? "
"You cross the ten-acre lot, follow the lane
highway, go north
five branches, and take--let me see--"
"
, miss; see as far as Butterfield,
like," said the shaggy man

"You
branch next the willow stump, I b'lieve; or else the branch
gopher holes; or else--"
"Won't any of 'em do, miss ? "
"'Course not, Shaggy Man
right road
to Butterfield
"
"
one
gopher stump, or--"
"Dear me ! " cried Dorothy
"
to show you the way, you're so stupid
Wait
minute till I run
house and get my sunbonnet
"
The shaggy man waited
He had an oat-straw
mouth, which he chewed slowly
it tasted good; but it didn't
an apple-tree beside the house, and some apples had fallen
ground
The shaggy man thought
taste better
oat-straw, so he walked over
some

little black dog with bright brown eyes dashed
farm-house and ran madly toward the shaggy man, who had already picked up three apples and put them in
big wide pockets
shaggy coat
The little dog barked and made
dive
shaggy man's leg; but he grabbed the dog
neck and put it
big pocket along
apples
more apples, afterward, for many were
ground; and
that he tossed into his pocket hit the little dog somewhere
head or back, and made him growl
The little dog's name was Toto, and
sorry he
put
shaggy man's pocket

Pretty soon Dorothy came
house with her sunbonnet, and she called out:
"Come on, Shaggy Man,
me to show you the road to Butterfield
" She climbed the fence
ten-acre lot and he followed her, walking slowly and stumbling over the little hillocks
pasture
thinking of something else and
notice them

"My, but you're clumsy ! " said the little girl
"Are your feet tired ? "
"No, miss; it's my whiskers; they tire very easily
warm weather," said he
"
it would snow, don't you ? "
"'Course not, Shaggy Man," replied Dorothy, giving him
severe look
"
snowed in August it would spoil the corn
oats
wheat; and then Uncle Henry wouldn't have any crops; and
make him poor; and--"
"Never mind," said the shaggy man
"It won't snow, I guess
the lane ? "
"Yes," replied Dorothy, climbing another fence; "I'll go as far
highway
"
"Thankee, miss; you're very kind for your size, I'm sure," said he gratefully

"It isn't everyone who knows the road to Butterfield," Dorothy remarked as she tripped along the lane; "but I've driven there many
time with Uncle Henry, and so I b'lieve
find it blindfolded
"
"Don't
, miss," said the shaggy man earnestly; "
make
mistake
"
"I won't," she answered, laughing
"Here's the highway
Now it's the second--no, the third turn
left--or else it's the fourth
Let's see
The first one is
elm tree,
second is
gopher holes; and then--"
"Then what ? " he inquired, putting his hands
coat pockets
Toto grabbed
finger and bit it; the shaggy man took his hand out
pocket quickly, and said "Oh ! "
Dorothy
notice
She was shading her eyes
sun with her arm, looking anxiously down the road

"Come on," she commanded
"It's only
little way farther, so
show you
"
After
while, they came
place where five roads branched in different directions; Dorothy pointed to one, and said:
"That's it, Shaggy Man
"
"I'm much obliged, miss,"
, and started along another road

"Not that one ! " she cried; "you're going wrong
"
He stopped

"
you said that other
road to Butterfield," said he, running his fingers through his shaggy whiskers in
puzzled way

"So
"
"But I don't want
to Butterfield, miss
"
"You don't ? "
"
not
you to show me the road, so I shouldn't go there by mistake
"
"Oh ! Where
, then ? "
"I'm not particular, miss
"
This answer astonished the little girl; and it made her provoked, too,
she had taken all this trouble for nothing

"
roads here," observed the shaggy man, turning slowly around, like
human windmill
"Seems
person could go 'most anywhere,
place
"
Dorothy turned around too, and gazed in surprise
There WERE
roads; more than she had ever seen before
She tried to count them, knowing there
five, but when she had counted seventeen she grew bewildered and stopped,
roads were
spokes of
wheel and ran in every direction
place where they stood; so if she kept on counting she was likely to count
roads twice

"Dear me ! " she exclaimed
"There used
only five roads, highway and all
And now--why, where's the highway, Shaggy Man ? "
"Can't say, miss," he responded, sitting down
ground
tired with standing
"Wasn't it here
minute ago ? "
"
so," she answered, greatly perplexed
"And
the gopher holes, too,
dead stump; but they're not here now
These roads are all strange--and what
lot
! Where
suppose they all go to ? "
"Roads," observed the shaggy man, "don't go anywhere
They stay in one place, so folks can walk on them
"
He put his hand
side-pocket and drew out an apple--quick, before Toto could bite him again
The little dog got his head out
and said "Bow-wow ! " so loudly
made Dorothy jump

"O, Toto ! " she cried; "where did you come from ? "
"I brought him along," said the shaggy man

"What for ? " she asked

"To guard these apples in my pocket, miss, so no one would steal them
"
With one hand the shaggy man held the apple, which he began eating, while
other hand he pulled Toto out
pocket and dropped him
ground
Toto made for Dorothy at once, barking joyfully at his release
dark pocket
child had patted his head lovingly, he sat down before her, his red tongue hanging out one side
mouth, and looked up into her face
bright brown eyes,
asking her what they should do next

Dorothy didn't know
She looked around her anxiously for some familiar landmark; but everything was strange
branches
many roads were green meadows and
few shrubs and trees, but she couldn't see anywhere the farm-house
she had just come, or anything she had ever seen before--except the shaggy man and Toto
Besides this, she had turned around and around
trying
out where she was, that now she couldn't even tell which direction the farm-house