. The road to Oz; in which is 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 to the marvelous land of Oz . f their voices, forthey loved Santa Claus dearly; and the little man heard themthrough the walls of the bubble and waved his hands in re-turn as he smiled down upon them. The band played bravelywhile every one watched the bubble until it was completelyout of sight. How bout you, PollyT Dorothy asked her friend. Areyou fraid of bubbles, too? No, answered Polychrome, smiling; but S
. The road to Oz; in which is 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 to the marvelous land of Oz . f their voices, forthey loved Santa Claus dearly; and the little man heard themthrough the walls of the bubble and waved his hands in re-turn as he smiled down upon them. The band played bravelywhile every one watched the bubble until it was completelyout of sight. How bout you, PollyT Dorothy asked her friend. Areyou fraid of bubbles, too? No, answered Polychrome, smiling; but Santa Clauspromised to speak to my father as he passed through the perhaps I shall get home an easier way. Indeed, the little maid had scarcely made this speechwhen a sudden radiance filled the air, and while the peoplelooked on in wonder the end of a gorgeous rainbow slowlysettled down upon the platform. With a glad cry the Rainbows Daughter sprang fromher seat and danced along the curve of the bow, mountinggradually upward, while the folds of her gauzy gown whirledand floated around her like a cloud and blended with the col-ors of the rainbow itself. Good-bye, Ozma! Good-bye, Dorothy! cried a voice 258. GOOD-BYE. OZMA! GOOD-BYE, DOROTHY I The Road to Oz they knew belonged to Polychrome; but now the little maid-ens form had melted wholly into the rainbow, and their eyescould no longer see her. Suddenly the end of the rainbow lifted and its colorsslowly faded like mist before a breeze. Dorothy sigheddeeply and turned to Ozma. I m sorry to lose Polly, she said; but I guess she s bet-ter off with her father; cause even the Land of Oz could ntbe like home to a cloud fairy. No, indeed, replied the Princess; but it has been de-lightful for us to know Polychrome for a little while, and— who knows? — perhaps we may meet the Rainbowsdaughter again, some day. The entertainment being now ended, all left the pavilionand formed their gay procession back to the Emerald Cityagain.
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