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                             UNIFORM WITH
                       JOHN DOUGH AND THE CHERUB

                            THE LAND OF OZ
                           BY L. FRANK BAUM

                  _Elaborately illustrated--in colors_
                        _and black-and-white by_
                            _JOHN R. NEILL_




                       John Dough and the Cherub
                                 _by_
                             L. Frank Baum

                               AUTHOR OF
                           THE WIZARD OF OZ
                            THE LAND OF OZ
                          THE WOGGLE-BUG BOOK
                             FATHER GOOSE
                           QUEEN ZIXI OF IX
                   THE ENCHANTED ISLAND OF YEW, ETC.


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                            ILLUSTRATED BY
                             John R. Neill


                                CHICAGO
                     THE REILLY & BRITTON COMPANY
                              PUBLISHERS





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                          COPYRIGHT, 1906, BY
                             L. FRANK BAUM

                              All Rights
                               Reserved




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                          To my young friend
                         John Randolph Reilly
                             this book is
                       affectionately dedicated

                                 L.F.B




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                           LIST OF CHAPTERS


              THE GREAT ELIXIR                        9

              THE TWO FLASKS                         11

              THE GINGERBREAD MAN                    27

              JOHN DOUGH BEGINS HIS ADVENTURES       41

              CHICK, THE CHERUB                      59

              THE FREAKS OF PHREEX                  104

              THE LADY EXECUTIONER                  121

              THE PALACE OF ROMANCE                 140

              THE SILVER PIG                        159

              PITTYPAT AND THE MIFKETS              166

              THE ISLAND PRINCESS                   185

              PARA BRUIN, THE RUBBER BEAR           206

              BLACK OOBOO                           220

              UNDER LAND AND WATER                  238

              THE FAIRY BEAVERS                     252

              THE FLIGHT OF THE FLAMINGOES          273

              SPORT OF PIRATE ISLAND                284

              HILAND AND LOLAND                     294

              KING DOUGH AND HIS COURT              308




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                           The Great Elixir


Over the door appeared a weather-worn sign that read: "JULES GROGRANDE,
BAKER." In one of the windows, painted upon a sheet of cardboard, was
another sign: "Home-made Bread by the Best Modern Machinery." There was
a third sign in the window beyond the doorway, and this was marked upon
a bit of wrapping-paper, and said: "Fresh Gingerbread Every Day."

When you opened the door, the top of it struck a brass bell suspended
from the ceiling and made it tinkle merrily. Hearing the sound, Madame
Leontine Grogrande would come from her little room back of the shop and
stand behind the counter and ask you what you would like to purchase.

Madame Leontine--or Madame Tina, as the children called her--was quite
short and quite fat; and she had a round, pleasant face that was good
to look upon. She moved somewhat slowly, for the rheumatism troubled
her more or less; but no one minded if Madame was a bit slow in tying
up her parcels. For surely no cakes or buns in all the town were so
delicious or fresh as those she sold, and she had a way of giving the
biggest cakes to the smallest girls and boys who came into her shop,
that proved she was fond of children and had a generous heart.

People loved to come to the Grogrande Bakery. When one opened the
door an exquisite fragrance of newly baked bread and cakes greeted
the nostrils; and, if you were not hungry when you entered, you were
sure to become so when you examined and smelled the delicious pies
and doughnuts and gingerbread and buns with which the shelves and
show-cases were stocked. There were trays of French candies, too; and
because all the goods were fresh and wholesome the bakery was well
patronized and did a thriving business.

The reason no one saw Monsieur Jules in the shop was because his time
was always occupied in the bakery in the rear--a long, low room filled
with ovens and tables covered with pots and pans and dishes (which the
skillful baker used for mixing and stirring) and long shelves bearing
sugars and spices and baking-powders and sweet-smelling extracts that
made his wares taste so sweet and agreeable.

[Illustration: AN ARAB DASHED INTO THE ROOM.]

The bake-room was three times as big as the shop; but Monsieur Jules
needed all the space in the preparation of the great variety of goods
required by his patrons, and he prided himself on the fact that his
edibles were fresh-made each day. In order to have the bread and rolls
ready at breakfast time he was obliged to get up at three o'clock every
morning, and so he went to bed about sundown.

On a certain forenoon the door of the shop opened so abruptly that the
little brass bell made a furious jingling.

An Arab dashed into the room,