the rescue
the cowardly lion was much pleased to hear that the wicked witch had beeed by a bucket of water, and dorothy at onlocked the gate of his prison a him free. they went in together to the castle, where dorothys first act was to call all the wiogether ahem that they were no longer slaves.
there was great rejoig among the yellow winkies, for they had been made to work hard during many years for the wicked witch, who had always treated them with great cru- elty. they kept this day as a holiday, then and ever after, and spent the time iing and dang.
"if our friends, the scarecrow and the tin woodman, were only with us," said the lion, "i should be quite happy.”
"dont you suppose we could rescue them?" asked the girl anxiously.
"we try," answered the lion.
so they called the yellow winkies and asked them if they would help to rescue their friends, and the winkies said that they would be delighted to do all in their power for dorothy, who had set them free from bondage. so she chose a number of the winkies who looked as if they khe most, and they all started away. they traveled that day and part of the until they came to the rocky plaihe tin woodman lay, all battered a. his axe was near him, but the blade was rusted and the handle broken off short.
the winkies lifted him tenderly in their arms, and carried him back to the yellow castle again, dorothy shedding a few tears by the way at the sad plight of her old friend, and the lion looking sober and sorry. when they reached the castle dorothy said to the winkies:
"are any of your people tinsmiths?”
"oh, yes. some of us are very good tinsmiths," they told her.
"then bring them to me," she said. and wheinsmiths came, bringing with them all their tools in baskets, she in- quired, " you straighten out those dents iin wood- man, and bend him bato shape again, and solder him together where he is broken?”
the tinsmiths looked the woodman over carefully and then answered that they thought they could mend him so he would be as good as ever. so they set to work in one of the big yel- low rooms of the castle and worked for three days and fhts, hammering and twisting and bending and s and polishing and pounding at the legs and body and head of the tin woodman, until at last he was straightened out into his old form, and his joints worked as well as ever. to be sure, there were several patches on him, but the tinsmiths did a good job, and as the
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