"We'd better go back and find a path," suggested the Hungry Tiger.
"I'm s'prised at you," said Dorothy, eyeing the Glass Cat severely.
"I'm surprised, myself," replied the Cat. "But it's a long way
around the forest to where the river enters it, and I thought we could
save time by going straight through."
"No one can blame you," said the Wizard, "and I think, instead of
turning back, I can make a path that will allow us to proceed."
He opened his black bag and after searching among his magic tools
drew out a small axe, made of some metal so highly polished that it
glittered brightly even in the dark forest. The Wizard laid the
little axe on the ground and said in a commanding voice:
"Chop, Little Axe, chop clean and true;
A path for our feet you must quickly hew.
Chop till this tangle of jungle is passed;
Chop to the east, Little Axe--chop fast!"
Then the little axe began to move and flashed its bright blade right
and left, clearing a way through vine and brush and scattering the
tangled barrier so quickly that the Lion and the Tiger, carrying
Dorothy and the Wizard and the cage of monkeys on their backs, were
able to stride through the forest at a fast walk.
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