You know that fact as well as I do, your Majesty. “Because there is a deadly desert all around that fairy country, which no one is able to cross. “You will have to go to the Land of Oz to recover it, and your Majesty can’t get to the Land of Oz in any possible way,” said the Steward, yawning because he had been on duty ninety-six hours, and was sleepy. ![]() “But I want it! I must have it! Half my power is gone with that Belt!” roared the King. “She captured it in a fair fight,” Kaliko ventured to say. A little girl named Dorothy, who was here with Ozma of Oz, stole my Belt and carried it away with her,” said the King, grinding his teeth with rage. “What makes you unhappy?” asked the Steward. “What do you mean, Kaliko, by being so contented when your monarch is unhappy?” Finally, he remembered how angry he was, and cried out: The Nome King could think of nothing to say next, so he puffed away at his pipe and paced up and down the room. “I am a lowborn, miserable villain,” declared the Chief Steward, humbly. “Why, so I am!” said the King, who had forgotten this fact “but you are very rude to remind me of it.” “The tobacco is lighted, and your Majesty is already smoking your pipe,” answered the Steward. “Then bring a live coal from the furnace!” commanded the King. “The tobacco is in your pipe, your Majesty,” returned the Steward. “Your pipe is already here, your Majesty,” replied Kaliko. Kaliko appeared again, trembling and white with fear. And the King paced up and down his cavern more angry than before.įinally he rushed to his big gong and made it clatter like a fire alarm. Then the guards took the Chief Counselor, and bound him with chains to prevent his struggling, and threw him away. “Take this Chief Counselor and throw him away.” “Ho” is a royal way of saying, “Come here.” So, when the guards had hoed, the King said to them: The King roared with rage and stamped his foot. “I share that honor with your Majesty,” said the Chief Counselor. Hearing this, the King glared at his Counselor with a furious expression and tugged at his own long white whiskers until he pulled them so hard that he yelled with pain. “Why, if you are angry because you want to do magical things and can’t, and if you don’t want to get angry at all, my advice is not to want to do magical things.” But to be angry morning, noon and night, as I am, grows monotonous and prevents my gaining any other pleasure in life. “To be angry once in a while is really good fun, because it makes others so miserable. “But not all the time,” declared the King. “Some people,” said the Chief Counselor, “enjoy getting angry.” ![]() That makes me angry, and when I’m angry I can’t have a good time. Every little while I want to do something magical, and find I can’t because the Belt is gone. “I’m in great trouble over the loss of my Magic Belt. ![]() Kaliko ran out as fast as his spindle legs could carry his fat, round body, and soon the Chief Counselor entered the cavern. “Send the Chief Counselor here!” shouted the angry monarch. In came the Chief Steward, trying not to show the Nome King how frightened he was. Then he remembered that it was no fun being angry unless he had someone to frighten and make miserable, and he rushed to his big gong and made it clatter as loud as he could. Therefore the King stormed and raved all by himself, walking up and down in his jewel-studded cavern and getting angrier all the time. Everyone kept away from him, even his Chief Steward Kaliko. ![]() The Nome King was in an angry mood, and at such times he was very disagreeable. You should visit Browse Happy and update your internet browser today! The embedded audio player requires a modern internet browser.
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