I am going to the Great Oz to ask him to give me some, remarked the
Scarecrow, for my head is stuffed with straw.
And I am going to ask him to give me a heart, said the Woodman.
And I am going to ask him to send Toto and me back to Kansas, added
Dorothy.
Do you think Oz could give me courage? asked the Cowardly Lion.
Just as easily as he could give me brains, said the Scarecrow.
Or give me a heart, said the Tin Woodman.
Or send me back to Kansas, said Dorothy.
Then, if you don t mind, I ll go with you, said the Lion, for my
life is simply unbearable without a bit of courage.
You will be very welcome, answered Dorothy, for you will help to
keep away the other wild beasts. It seems to me they must be more
cowardly than you are if they allow you to scare them so easily.
They really are, said the Lion, but that doesn t make me any braver,
and as long as I know myself to be a coward I shall be unhappy.
So once more the little company set off upon the journey, the Lion
walking with stately strides at Dorothy s side. Toto did not approve of
this new comrade at first, for he could not forget how nearly he had
been crushed between the Lion s great jaws. But after a time he became
more at ease, and presently Toto and the Cowardly Lion had grown to be
good friends.
During the rest of that day there was no other adventure to mar the
peace of their journey. Once, indeed, the Tin Woodman stepped upon a
beetle that was crawling along the road, and killed the poor little
thing. This made the Tin Woodman very unhappy, for he was always
careful not to hurt any living creature; and as he walked along he wept
several tears of sorrow and regret. These tears ran slowly down his
face and over the hinges of his jaw, and there they rusted. When
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