Chapter VIII.
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te and blue and purple blos- soms, besides great clusters of scarlet poppies, dazzled Dorothys eyes.
quot;Arent tiful?quot; t of t flowers.
quot;I suppose so,quot; ans;ter.”
quot;If I only , I s; added tin oodman.
quot;I al; said t;t t so brighese.”
t pop- pies, and fe of a great meadow of poppies.
No is anyone carried a of t Dorot kno a red flo ly s sit doo rest and to sleep.
But tin oodman let his.
quot;e must back to t; il Dorotand no longer. e of w asleep.
quot; s; asked tin oodman.
quot;If ;the dog is asleep already.”
It rue; toto tle mistress.
But tin oodman, not being made of fles troubled by t of the flowers.
quot;Run fast,quot; said to t;and get out of ttle girl if you soo big to be carried.”
So t as of sight.
quot;Let us make a c; said toto and put t and the flowers.
On and on t seemed t t carpet of deadly flo surrounded them would never end.
t last came upon t asleep among too strong for t and last, and fallen only a s distance from t grass spread in beautiful green fields before them.
quot;e can do not; said tin oodman, sadly; quot;for oo o lift. e must leave o sleep on forever, and per last.”
quot;Im sorry,quot; said t;t let us go on.”
to a pretty spot beside to prevent ly on t grass and ed for to waken her.
L. Frank Baum