In this new Oz book the Royal Historian tells how Snip, the little buttonboy, and Pajuka, the great white goose--who had been the lost King's prime minister in the good old days--set out from the jolly Kingdom of Kimbaloo to find the King and to petition Princess Ozma to punish Mombi for her wicked mischief. Princess Dorothy meets Snip and Pajuka, as she returns from a sudden and curious visit to Hollywood with a funny and friendly moving picture dummy, and the four adventurers are whisked to the Emerald City by Kabumpo, the Elegant Elephant. At the Court of Ozma the Scarecrow and the Wizard of Oz join in the attempt to find the Lost King, and the surprising events that follow make a truly exciting Oz story. After many thrilling attempts, the mystery of the Lost King is magically solved, but you must read for yourself to find out all about it. List of Chapters 1 In Jolly Kimbaloo 2 Snip's Great Adventure 3 King Kinda Jolly Is Sad 4 In the Purple Forest 5 The Rolling Hoopers 6 In Catty Corners 7 The Magic Pudding 8 The Mysterious Message 9 In the Castle of Morrow 10 Dorothy and the Dummy 11 A Real Oz Adventure 12 The Playful Scooters 13 Snip Meets the Blanks 14 The Old Tailor's Story 15 Kabumpo to the Rescue 16 Humpy Hailed as King 17 Mombi's Magic 18 Ozma's Odd Home-Coming 19 The Wizard Takes a Hand 20 The Lost King Is Found 21 The Grand Procession CHAPTER 1 In Jolly Kimbaloo The King of Kimbaloo was kind'a jolly, and Kinda Jolly was the King of Kimbaloo. And no wonder he was kind'a jolly! He had made a great fortune in buttons, and had one of the coziest castles in Oz. It was set in the very center of a thick button wood in the Gilliken country, and had more chimneys and windows than any dozen castles I can think of. The castle owed much of its coziness to Rosa Merry, the quaint little Queen of Kimbaloo, who kept it spick and spandy and simply blooming with flowers. This she could easily do, for in the castle garden grew a simply enormous bouquet bush, where old and new fashioned bouquets blossomed in bewildering profusion. There were violets and rosebuds edged with lace paper, lovely red roses tied with satin bows, daisies and daffodils, pinks and larkspur, and every other sort of delightful nosegay you could ever imagine. No matter how many were gathered, others immediately blossomed, so that Rosa Merry had made almost as much of a fortune in bouquets as Kinda had in buttons, and could have jelly-roll every lunchtime if she cared to.