Baum, L Frank Oz 30 Captain Salt in Oz

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interest, and as he hovered uncertainly over their heads held up their
hands for the iron flag. But Roger, made daring by their friendliness,
swooped down suddenly to the crater's edge, and jamming his banner between
two smoking boulders, soared aloft. "Lavaland Islanders!" screamed the Read
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Bird hoarsely. "You are now under the protection and rule of Queen Ozma of
Oz. Lavaland Islanders, you are hereby abjured to keep the peace and the
law and LAV one another!" His voice cracked from fright and excitement, but
finishing triumphantly, he spread his wings and skimmed back to the
Crescent Moon.
"Hung wung wah HEEE!" yelled the Islanders all together, nodding their heads
and waving their arms cheerfully. "Hung wung wah HEEE!"
CHAPTER 4
SAMUEL'S FIRST SPECIMEN
"What do you make of that?" puffed Samuel Salt as Roger dropped breathlessly
down on his shoulder. "Well, `Hung wung wah HEEE!' it is. Let's give them a
cheer for luck." Lifting his great voice, the Royal Discoverer for Oz,
helped out by his two shipmates, sent the weird call booming back across
the water.
An answering call came from the Island, and then, with a hiss and thud, a
small glowing object fell on the deck. Fortunately, the fire tongs were
still handy, and picking up the offending object before it could do any
damage, Ato marched sternly off to the galley. Stopping long enough for
another wave to the island, which was growing smaller and smaller as the
Crescent Moon sped away, Samuel hastened after his cook, jotting down
hurried notes in his journal as to latitude and longitude as he ran along.
"There's something written on this piece of lava," announced Ato, who had
dropped the smoking souvenir from Lavaland on the stove. Peering over his
shoulder, Samuel could see queer raised symbols and signs on the sulphurous
surface of the rock.
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"There's something crawling on it, too," volunteered Roger, who was perched
on the towel rack above the stove and had a better view, "a golden frog or
a lizard."
"Merciful mustard! What next?" groaned Ato.
"Why, this C4 thisFF20C4" Samuel's voice quivered with excitement and
disbelief, "this, Mates, is as fine a specimen of a Preoztoric Monster as a
scientist could hope for; a real, live salamander, a fire lizard, straight
from the burning depths of yonder crater. Stars! Tar and Tarrybarrels! This
is even better than the baby and will prove my point just as well."
"Does it have to live on my stove?" asked Ato ominously as the Salamander
slid merrily backward and forward over the red-hot plates of the range.
"Home on the range!" snickered Roger, winking at the Pirate.
"Just till I can fix up a hotbox for it," apologized Samuel, "but don't
fret, old Toff, it doesn't bite, and if it falls on the floor, all you have
to do is scoop it up and put it back before it goes out."
"Not only cook, mate and swab, but now I'm nursemaid to a fire lizard." Ato
shuddered, and reaching for his tall cook's cap, jammed it down hard on his
shiny bald head.
"You can keep it in an iron pot while you cook," suggested Roger
practically, "and after all, King dear, it's the only Salamander in
captivity. Here, Sally, here Sal C4 this way, my little crater critter."
Tilting the pot on the back of the stove, Roger was delighted to find the
Salamander quite willing to answer to her new name. As she slid
adventurously into the small cooking vessel, the Read Bird quickly righted
the pot and clapped on the cover. "There," he exclaimed with a satisfied
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nod at his Master, "how's that?"
"Well, I suppose I'll have to put up with it," sighed Ato resignedly. "But
in some ways, pirating was easier than discovering, Sammy. At least we
never kept the captives on the stove. And NOWFF20C4" Ato waved his arms
determinedly "C4FF20clear out, both of you. It's three bells and time to
stir up the food. And just take that pesky rock along with you. I've meat
to broil!" [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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