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The awful question startled them all. They gazed around the nest with horror, for not a vestige of straw remained. The Jackdaws had stolen it to the last wisp and flung it all into the chasm that yawned for hundreds of feet beneath the nest. [Illustration: image249] "My poor, poor friend!" THE AWFUL QUESTION STARTLED THEM ALL THEY GAZED AROUND THE NEST WITH HORROR FOR NOT A VESTIGE OF STRAW REMAINED THE JACKDAWS HAD STOLEN IT TO THE LAST WISP AND FLUNG IT ALL INTO THE CHASM THAT YAWNED FOR HUNDREDS OF FEET BENEATH THE NEST MY POOR POOR FRIEND
aming over the mountains. When the last foe had disappeared, Tip crawled from under the sofas and assisted the Woggle-Bug to follow him. “We are saved!” shouted the boy, delightedly. “We are, indeed!” responded the Educated Insect, fairly hugging the stiff head of the Gump in his joy. “and we owe it all to the flopping of the Thing, and the good axe of the Woodman!” “If I am saved, get me out of here!” called Jack; whose head was still beneath the sofas; and Tip managed to roll the pumpkin out and place it upon its neck again. He also set the Saw-Horse upright, and said to it: “We owe you many thanks for the gallant fight you made.” “I really think we have escaped very nicely,” remarked the Tin Woodman, in a tone of pride. “Not so!” exclaimed a hollow voice. At this they all turned in surprise to look at the Scarecrow’s head, which lay at the back of the nest. “I am completely ruined!” declared the Scarecrow, as he noted their astonishment. “For where is the straw that stuffs my body?” RM OF THE BIRDS KNEW NO BOUNDS AND THEY FLED SCREAMING OVER THE MOUNTAINS WHEN THE LAST FOE HAD DISAPPEARED TIP CRAWLED FROM UNDER THE SOFAS AND ASSISTED THE WOGGLE BUG TO FOLLOW HIM WE ARE SAVED SHOUTED THE BOY DELIGHTEDLY WE ARE INDEED RESPONDED THE EDUCATED INSECT FAIRLY HUGGING THE STIFF HEAD OF THE GUMP IN HIS JOY AND WE OWE IT ALL TO THE FLOPPING OF THE THING AND THE GOOD AXE OF THE WOODMAN IF I AM SAVED GIVE ME OUT OF HERE CRIED JACK WHOSE HEAD WAS STILL BENEATH THE SOFAS AND TIP MANAGED TO ROLL THE PUMPKIN OUT AND PLACE IT UPON ITS NECK AGAIN HE ALSO SET THE SAW HORSE UPRIGHT AND SAID TO IT WE OWE YOU MANY THANKS FOR THE GALLANT FIGHT YOU MADE I REALLY THINK WE HAVE ESCAPED VERY NICELY REMARKED THE TIN WOODMAN IN A TONE OF PRIDE NOT SO EXCLAIMED A HOLLOW VOICE AT THIS THEY ALL TURNED IN SURPRISE TO LOOK AT THE SCARECROW'S HEAD WHICH LAY AT THE BACK OF THE NEST I AM COMPLETELY RUINED DECLARED THE SCARECROW AS HE NOTED THEIR ASTONISHMENT FOR WHERE IS THE STRAW THAT STUFFS MY BODY
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