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Our little party of travelers awakened the next morning refreshed and full of hope, and Dorothy breakfasted like a princess off peaches and plums from the trees beside the river.  Behind them was the dark forest they had passed safely through, although they had suffered many discouragements; but before them was a lovely, sunny country that seemed to beckon them on to the Emerald City. To be sure, the broad river now cut them off from this beautiful land. But the raft was nearly done, and after the Tin Woodman had cut a few more logs and fastened them together with wooden pins, they were ready to start.  Dorothy sat down in the middle of the raft and held Toto in her arms.  When the Cowardly Lion stepped upon the raft it tipped badly, for he was big and heavy; but the Scarecrow and the Tin Woodman stood upon the other end to steady it, and they had long poles in their hands to push the raft through the water. They got along quite well at first, but when they reached the middle of the river the swift current swept the raft downstream, farther and farther away from the road of yellow brick.  And the water grew so deep that the long poles would not touch the bottom. “This is bad,” said the Tin Woodman, “for if we cannot get to the land we shall be carried into the country of the Wicked Witch of the West, and she will enchant us and make us her slaves.” “And then I should get no brains,” said the Scarecrow. “And I should get no courage,” said the Cowardly Lion. “And I should get no heart,” said the Tin Woodman. “And I should never get back to Kansas,” said Dorothy. “We must certainly get to the Emerald City if we can,” the Scarecrow continued, and he pushed so hard on his long pole that it stuck fast in the mud at the bottom of the river.  Then, before he could pull it out again–or let go–the raft was swept away, and the poor Scarecrow left clinging to the pole in the middle of the river. “Good-bye!” he called after them, and they were very sorry to leave him.  Indeed, the Tin Woodman began to cry, but fortunately remembered that he might rust, and so dried his tears on Dorothy’s apron. Of course this was a bad thing for the Scarecrow. “I am now worse off than when I first met Dorothy,” he thought.  “Then, I was stuck on a pole in a cornfield, where I could make-believe scare the crows, at any rate.  But surely there is no use for a Scarecrow stuck on a pole in the middle of a river.  I am afraid I shall never have any brains, after all!” Down the stream the raft floated, and the poor Scarecrow was left far behind.  Then the Lion said: “Something must be done to save us.  I think I can swim to the shore and pull the raft after me, if you will only hold fast to the tip of my tail.” So he sprang into the water, and the Tin Woodman caught fast hold of his tail.  Then the Lion began to swim with all his might toward the shore.  It was hard work, although he was so big; but by and by they were drawn out of the current, and then Dorothy took the Tin Woodman’s long pole and helped push the raft to the land. They were all tired out when they reached the shore at last and stepped off upon the pretty green grass, and they also knew that the stream had carried them a long way past the road of yellow brick that

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