k, and you are
not. But of course the Sawhorse----"

"Oh, nothing ever hurts _me_," asserted the Sawhorse calmly. "There's
never been any question about _my_ going. I can't take the Red Wagon,
though."

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"No, we must leave the wagon," said the Wizard; "and also we must leave
our food and blankets, I fear. But if we can defy these Merry-Go-Round
Mountains to stop us we won't mind the sacrifice of some of our
comforts."

"No one knows where we're going to land!" remarked the Lion, in a voice
that sounded as if he were going to cry.

"We may not land at all," replied Hank; "but the best way to find out
what will happen to us is to swing across, as Scraps and the Woozy have
done."

"I think I shall go last," said the Wizard; "so who wants to go first?"

"I'll go," decided Dorothy.

"No, it's my turn first," said Button-Bright. "Watch me!"

Even as he spoke the boy seized the strap and after making a run swung
himself across the gulf. Away he went, bumping from hill to hill until
he disappeared. They listened intently, but the boy uttered no cry until
he had been gone some moments, when they heart a faint "Hullo-a!" as if
called from a great distance.

The sound gave them courage, however, and Dorothy picked up Toto and
held him fast under one arm while with the other hand she seized the
strap and bravely followed after Button-Bright.

When she struck the first whirling mountain she fell upon it quite
softly, but before she had time to think she flew through the air and
lit with a jar on the side of the next mountain. Again she flew, and
alighted; and again, and still again, until after five successive bumps
she fell sprawling upon a green meadow and was so dazed and bewildered
by her bumpy journey across the Merry-Go-Round Mountains that she lay
quite still for a time, to collect her thoughts. Toto had escaped from
her arms just as she fell, and he now sat beside her panting with
excitement.

Then Dorothy realized that someone was helping her to her feet, and here
was Button-Bright on one side of her and Scraps on the other, both
seeming to be unhurt. The next object her eyes fell upon was the Woozy,
squatting upon his square back end and looking at her reflectively,
while Toto barked joyously to find his mistress unhurt after her
whirlwind trip.

"Good!" said the Woozy; "here's another and a dog, both safe and sound.
But, my word, Dorothy, you flew some! If you could have seen yourself,
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