Who are you and where are you going? asked the Stork. I am Dorothy, answered the girl, and these are my friends, the Tin Woodman and the Cowardly Lion; and we are going to the Emerald City. This isn't the road, said the Stork, as she twisted her long neck and looked sharply at the queer party. I know it, returned Dorothy, but we have lost the Scarecrow, and are wondering how we shall get him again. Where is he? asked the Stork. Over there in the river, answered the little girl. If he wasn't so big and heavy I would get him for you, remarked the Stork.
