Adventure stories; Fantasy fiction; Oz (Imaginary place) -- Juvenile fiction
Considering Roger's question, Tandy clasped and unclasped his hands
nervously. "Well, you must know," he began in a very grown-up voice,
"the King of Ozamaland is not allowed to mingle with the common people.
In all things he is alone and set apart. So it was with my father and
mother before they disappeared. So it is with me. Furthermore, it being
prophesied that I would be carried off by an aunt in the middle years
of my youth, it was deemed expedient and necessary to keep me locked
away from danger in the White Tower of the Wise Men."
"Hurumph!" grunted the Read Bird, who had not heard so many long words
since the voyage began. "And what did you do in this precious tower?"
"I studied," sighed Tandy, reclining wearily back on his pillows, "for
there are many things a King must learn. But one hour of every evening
I was permitted to walk about the garden on top of the tower and look
down upon my Kingdom. On very great occasions I was allowed to come out
and ride the white elephant in the grand processions of state."
"Humph!" grunted Roger again, looking at Tandy with round dismayed
eyes. "And with whom did you play?" he asked after a little silence.
"Play?" Again Tandy's voice was politely inquiring.
"The word was _play_," insisted the Read Bird doggedly. "With whom
did you run about, play tag, checkers, pirates or go fishing?"
Tandy looked confused and Roger shook his head sorrowfully. "Never
heard of such things!" he exclaimed indignantly. "Well, all I can say
is, whoever carried you off and shut you up in that jungle cage did you
a real service. If you had not been there we never would have found
you and I'm here to tell you that from now on things are going to be
different. You're discovered now and aboard the grandest ship afloat.
You can forget all about being a King and start right in being a person
and an able-bodied seaman. I for my part mean to see you have some fun
or break a wing in the attempt."
"But would a King--"
"King! Never let me hear that terrible word again," shuddered Roger,
sticking his head under his wing and then popping it comically out
again. "From now on, you're plain Tandy and can do as you plain please
so long as it does no harm to yourself or the ship. Understand? And
tomorrow we'll start having fun, so be ready." Roger's promise sounded
almost like a threat, but there was such a merry twinkle in his eye,
Tandy began to feel interested. "You might even begin tonight," sniffed
Roger, taking up the tray. "Just begin by thinking of something you
want to do. Think about it hard and then DO it." Winking cheerfully
over the empty plates, the Read Bird spread his wings and sailed
through the port.
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