The Wonderful Wizard Of Oz by Frank Baum
ABOUT BAUM
Biography of Frank L. Baum
Frank Lyman Baum, born on May 15, 1856, in Chittenango, New York, was a prolific American author best known for his cherished children's book series, The Wonderful Wizard of Oz. The son of a wealthy businessman, Baum enjoyed a comfortable childhood but faced challenges in his early career, including failures in various ventures such as a store and a theater company. Despite these setbacks, his creative spirit and passion for storytelling flourished.
Baum’s literary journey began in earnest in the 1890s when he started writing short stories and articles for newspapers. His first major success came with the publication of The Wonderful Wizard of Oz in 1900, which introduced readers to the magical land of Oz and its unforgettable characters, including Dorothy, the Scarecrow, the Tin Man, and the Cowardly Lion. This work quickly became a beloved classic, celebrated for its imaginative narrative and underlying themes of courage, friendship, and self-discovery.
Following the success of Oz, Baum continued to write numerous sequels and related works, establishing a sprawling universe that captivated generations of readers. He published 14 Oz books in total, along with various other children's stories, fairy tales, and plays. Baum’s writing was characterized by a whimsical style, vivid imagination, and an enduring belief in the power of good over evil.
In addition to his literary contributions, Baum was an innovator in the field of children's entertainment. He was a pioneer in adapting his works for the stage, and his 1902 musical adaptation of The Wizard of Oz became a significant success. Baum’s vision extended to other media, and he embraced emerging technologies like film, adapting his stories for the silver screen.
Despite his accomplishments, Baum faced personal struggles, including financial difficulties in his later years. He continued to write until his health began to decline. Baum passed away on May 6, 1919, in Hollywood, California, but his legacy endures through the timeless stories he created. Today, The Wonderful Wizard of Oz remains a cornerstone of American literature, inspiring countless adaptations in film, theater, and art, ensuring that Baum’s imaginative world continues to enchant readers of all ages.
SUMMARY
Summary of The Wonderful Wizard of Oz
The Wonderful Wizard of Oz is a timeless tale that follows the extraordinary journey of a young girl named Dorothy Gale. Living in Kansas with her Aunt Em and Uncle Henry, Dorothy's life takes a dramatic turn when a cyclone whisks her away to the magical Land of Oz. There, she finds herself in a vibrant world filled with enchanting creatures and wondrous landscapes.
Determined to return home to Kansas, Dorothy embarks on an adventure down the Yellow Brick Road. Along the way, she befriends three unforgettable characters: the Scarecrow, who longs for a brain; the Tin Man, who seeks a heart; and the Cowardly Lion, who desires courage. Together, they face numerous challenges and meet a host of quirky inhabitants, including the wicked Wicked Witch of the West and the benevolent Glinda, the Good Witch of the South.
As they journey towards the Emerald City to seek the help of the powerful Wizard of Oz, each character discovers that the qualities they seek are already within them. Through friendship, bravery, and self-discovery, they learn valuable lessons about the importance of believing in oneself.
Filled with rich imagery, whimsical characters, and profound themes, The Wonderful Wizard of Oz captures the imagination and heart of readers, inviting them to believe in the magic of dreams and the power of home. This classic story remains a cherished favorite, inspiring generations with its message that true strength and happiness come from within.
CHARACTERS LIST
Dorothy Gale:The main protagonist, a brave and kind-hearted girl from Kansas who longs to return home after being swept away to Oz.
Toto:Dorothy's loyal dog, who accompanies her on her journey and provides companionship and comfort.
Scarecrow:A straw figure who desires a brain to think and reason. He joins Dorothy on her quest to meet the Wizard of Oz.
Tin Woodman:A rusted metal man who seeks a heart to feel emotions. He is compassionate and cares deeply for his friends.
Cowardly Lion:A lion who believes he lacks courage. Despite his fears, he joins the group to find bravery.
Wizard of Oz:The mysterious and powerful figure who rules the Emerald City. He ultimately helps Dorothy and her friends realize their true potential.
Glinda, the Good Witch of the South:A kind and wise witch who guides and helps Dorothy on her journey, revealing the importance of home and friendship.
Wicked Witch of the West:The main antagonist, who seeks to reclaim her sister's ruby slippers and stop Dorothy and her friends from reaching the Wizard.
Munchkins:The small people of the Land of Oz who celebrate Dorothy’s arrival and assist her in her journey.
Flying Monkeys:Enchanted creatures that serve the Wicked Witch of the West, but later help Dorothy and her friends at a crucial moment.
The Good Witch of the North:A kind witch who initially greets Dorothy upon her arrival in Oz and provides her with the silver shoes.
These characters each contribute to the themes of friendship, courage, and self-discovery that permeate the story.
Contents
Introduction
1. The Cyclone
2. The Council With The Munchkins
3. How Dorothy Saved The Scarecrow
4. The Road Through The Forest
5. The Rescue Of The Tin Woodman
6. The Cowardly Lion
7. The Journey To The Great Oz
8. The Deadly Poppy Field
9. The Queen Of The Field Mice
10. The Guardian Of The Gate
11. The Wonderful Emerald City Of Oz
12. The Search For The Wicked Witch
13. The Rescue
14. The Winged Monkeys
15. The Discovery Of Oz, The Terrible
16. The Magic Art Of The Great Humbug
17. How The Balloon Was Launched
18. Away To The South
19. Attacked By The Fighting Trees
20. The Dainty China Country
21. The Lion Becomes The King Of Beasts
22. The Country Of The Quadlings
23. The Good Witch Grants Dorothy’s Wish
24. Home Again
Introduction
Folk lore, legends, myths and fairy tales have followed childhood through the ages, for every healthy youngster has a wholesome and instinctive love for stories fantastic, marvelous and manifestly unreal. The winged fairies of Grimm and Andersen have brought more happiness to childish hearts than all other human creations.
Yet the old–time fairy tale, having served for generations, may now be classed as “historical” in the children’s library; for the time has come for a series of newer “wonder tales” in which the stereotyped genie, dwarf and fairy are eliminated, together with all the horrible and blood–curdling incident devised by their authors to point a fearsome moral to each tale. Modern education includes morality; therefore the modern child seeks only entertainment in its wonder–tales and gladly dispenses with all disagreeable incident.
Having this thought in mind, the story of “The Wonderful Wizard of Oz” was written solely to pleasure children of today. It aspires to being a modernized fairy tale, in which the wonderment and joy are retained and the heart–aches and nightmares are left out.
L. FRANK BAUM.CHICAGO, APRIL, 1900.
1. The Cyclone
Dorothy lived in the midst of the great Kansas prairies, with Uncle Henry, who was a farmer, and Aunt Em, who was the farmer’s wife. Their house was small, for the lumber to build it had to be carried by wagon many miles. There were four walls, a floor and a roof, which made one room; and this room contained a rusty looking cooking stove, a cupboard for the dishes, a table, three or four chairs, and the beds. Uncle Henry and Aunt Em had a big bed in one corner, and Dorothy a little bed in another corner. There was no garret at all, and no cellar—except a small hole, dug in the ground, called a cyclone cellar, where the family could go in case one of those great whirlwinds arose, mighty enough to crush any building in its path. It was reached by a trap–door in the middle of the floor, from which a ladder led down into the small, dark hole.
When Dorothy stood in the doorway and looked around, she could see nothing but the great gray prairie on every side. Not a tree nor a house broke the broad sweep of flat country that reached the edge of the sky in all directions. The sun had baked the plowed land into a gray mass, with little cracks running through it. Even the grass was not green, for the sun had burned the tops of the long blades until they were the same gray color to be seen everywhere. Once the house had been painted, but the sun blistered the paint and the rains washed it away, and now the house was as dull and gray as everything else.
When Aunt Em came there to live she was a young, pretty wife. The sun and wind had changed her, too. They had taken the sparkle from her eyes and left them a sober gray; they had taken the red from her cheeks and lips, and they were gray also. She was thin and gaunt, and never smiled, now. When Dorothy, who was an orphan, first came to her, Aunt Em had been so startled by the child’s laughter that she would scream and press her hand upon her heart whenever Dorothy’s merry voice reached her ears; and she still looked at the little girl with wonder that she could find anything to laugh at.
Uncle Henry never laughed. He worked hard from morning till night and did not know what joy was. He was gray also, from his long beard to his rough boots, and he looked stern and solemn, and rarely spoke.
It was Toto that made Dorothy laugh, and saved her from growing as gray as her other surroundings. Toto was not gray; he was a little black dog, with long, silky hair and small black eyes that twinkled merrily on either side of his funny, wee nose. Toto played all day long, and Dorothy played with him, and loved him dearly.
To–day, however, they were not playing. Uncle Henry sat upon the door–step and looked anxiously at the sky, which was even grayer than usual. Dorothy stood in the door with Toto in her arms, and looked at the sky too. Aunt Em was washing the dishes.
From the far north they heard a low wail of the wind, and Uncle Henry and Dorothy could see where the long grass bowed in waves before the coming storm. There now came a sharp whistling in the air from the south, and as they turned their eyes that way they saw ripples in the grass coming from that direction also.
Suddenly Uncle Henry stood up.
“There’s a cyclone coming, Em,” he called to his wife; “I’ll go look after the stock.” Then he ran toward the sheds where the cows and horses were kept.
Aunt Em dropped her work and came to the door. One glance told her of the danger close at hand.
“Quick, Dorothy!” she screamed; “run for the cellar!”
Toto jumped out of Dorothy’s arms and hid under the bed, and the girl started to get him. Aunt Em, badly frightened, threw open the trap–door in the floor and climbed down the ladder into the small, dark hole. Dorothy caught Toto at last, and started to follow her aunt. When she was half way across the room there came a great shriek from the wind, and the house shook so hard that she lost her footing and sat down suddenly upon the floor.
A strange thing then happened.
The house whirled around two or three times and rose slowly through the air. Dorothy felt as if she were going up in a balloon.
The north and south winds met where the house stood, and made it the exact center of the cyclone. In the middle of a cyclone the air is generally still, but the great pressure of the wind on every side of the house raised it up higher and higher, until it was at the very top of the cyclone; and there it remained and was carried miles and miles away as easily as you could carry a feather.
It was very dark, and the wind howled horribly around her, but Dorothy found she was riding quite easily. After the first few whirls around, and one other time when the house tipped badly, she felt as if she were being rocked gently, like a baby in a cradle.
Toto did not like it. He ran about the room, now here, now there, barking loudly; but Dorothy sat quite still on the floor and waited to see what would happen.
Once Toto got too near the open trap–door, and fell in; and at first the little girl thought she had lost him. But soon she saw one of his ears sticking up through the hole, for the strong pressure of the air was keeping him up so that he could not fall. She crept to the hole, caught Toto by the ear, and dragged him into the room again; afterward closing the trap–door so that no more accidents could happen.
Hour after hour passed away, and slowly Dorothy got over her fright; but she felt quite lonely, and the wind shrieked so loudly all about her that she nearly became deaf. At first she had wondered if she would be dashed to pieces when the house fell again; but as the hours passed and nothing terrible happened, she stopped worrying and resolved to wait calmly and see what the future would bring. At last she crawled over the swaying floor to her bed, and lay down upon it; and Toto followed and lay down beside her.
In spite of the swaying of the house and the wailing of the wind, Dorothy soon closed her eyes and fell fast asleep.
2. The Council With The Munchkins
She was awakened by a shock, so sudden and severe that if Dorothy had not been lying on the soft bed she might have been hurt. As it was, the jar made her catch her breath and wonder what had happened; and Toto put his cold little nose into her face and whined dismally. Dorothy sat up and noticed that the house was not moving; nor was it dark, for the bright sunshine came in at the window, flooding the little room. She sprang from her bed and with Toto at her heels ran and opened the door.
The little girl gave a cry of amazement and looked about her, her eyes growing bigger and bigger at the wonderful sights she saw.
The cyclone had set the house down, very gently—for a cyclone—in the midst of a country of marvelous beauty. There were lovely patches of green sward all about, with stately trees bearing rich and luscious fruits. Banks of gorgeous flowers were on every hand, and birds with rare and brilliant plumage sang and fluttered in the trees and bushes. A little way off was a small brook, rushing and sparkling along between green banks, and murmuring in a voice very grateful to a little girl who had lived so long on the dry, gray prairies.
While she stood looking eagerly at the strange and beautiful sights, she noticed coming toward her a group of the queerest people she had ever seen. They were not as big as the grown folk she had always been used to; but neither were they very small. In fact, they seemed about as tall as Dorothy, who was a well–grown child for her age, although they were, so far as looks go, many years older.
Three were men and one a woman, and all were oddly dressed. They wore round hats that rose to a small point a foot above their heads, with little bells around the brims that tinkled sweetly as they moved. The hats of the men were blue; the little woman’s hat was white, and she wore a white gown that hung in plaits from her shoulders; over it were sprinkled little stars that glistened in the sun like diamonds. The men were dressed in blue, of the same shade as their hats, and wore well polished boots with a deep roll of blue at the tops. The men, Dorothy thought, were about as old as Uncle Henry, for two of them had beards. But the little woman was doubtless much older: her face was covered with wrinkles, her hair was nearly white, and she walked rather stiffly.
When these people drew near the house where Dorothy was standing in the doorway, they paused and whispered among themselves, as if afraid to come farther. But the little old woman walked up to Dorothy, made a low bow and said, in a sweet voice,
“You are welcome, most noble Sorceress, to the land of the Munchkins. We are so grateful to you for having killed the wicked Witch of the East, and for setting our people free from bondage.”