The Wizard of Oz

 by L.  Frank Baum                       
Chapter 15   Listen   The section below is at 6'36
The Lion thought to frighten skrämma  the Wizard trollkarlen.  He gave a large, loud roar vrål.  It was so fierce häftig  and dreadful ryslig  that Toto (the dog) jumped away from him in alarm. And tipped over vältade  the screen.  As it fell with a crash, they looked that way.

All of them were filled with wonder.  For they saw, standing in just the spot the screen had hidden dolt a little old man. With a bald head skallig  and a wrinkled rynkig  face.  The little man seemed to be as surprised förvånad  as they were.  The Tin tenn (en metall)  Woodman, raising his axe, rushed toward the little man and cried out, "Who are you?"

"I am Oz, the Great and Terrible," said the little man, in a trembling darrande  voice.  "But don't strike slår  me — please don't. I'll do anything you want me to."

Our friends looked at him in surprise förvåning.

"I have been making believe det har varit på låtas," said the little man meekly fogligt.  

"Making believe!" cried Dorothy.  "Are you not a Great Wizard?"

"Not a bit, my dear.  I'm just a common man."

"But this is terrible," said the Tin Woodman.  "How shall I ever get my heart hjärta?"

"Or I my courage mod ?" asked the Lion.

"Or I my brains hjärna ?" wailed the Scarecrow fågel-skrämma, wiping the tears medan han torkade bort tårar  from his eyes.

"Oh, I'm a very bad Wizard, I must admit medge."

"Can't you give me brains?" asked the Scarecrow.

"You don't need them.  You are learning something every day.  A baby has brains, but it doesn't know much.  Experience erfarenhet is the only thing that brings knowledge kunskap.  The longer you are on earth, the more experience you are sure to get."

"That may all be true," said the Scarecrow, "but I shall be very unhappy unless you give me brains."

The false Wizard looked at him carefully.

"Well," he said with a sigh suck, "If you come to me tomorrow, I will stuff fylla your head with brains."

"Oh, thank you, thank you!" cried the Scarecrow.

"But how about my courage?" asked the Lion.

"You have plenty of courage," answered Oz.  "All you need is confidence in yourself självförtroende.  All living things are afraid of danger. True courage is facing danger when you are afraid. And that kind of courage you have in plenty."

"Perhaps I have, but I'm scared just the same," said the Lion.  "I shall really be very unhappy unless you give me the sort of courage that makes one forget he is afraid."

"Very well, I will give you that sort of courage tomorrow," replied Oz.

"How about my heart?" asked the Tin Woodman.

"Why, as for that," answered Oz, "I think you are wrong to want a heart.  It makes most people unhappy.  If you only knew it, you are in luck not to have a heart."
"That must be a matter of opinion," said the Tin Woodman.  "For my part, I want you to give me the heart."

"Very well," answered Oz.  "Come to me tomorrow and you shall have a heart."

"And now," said Dorothy, "how am I to get back to Kansas?"

"We shall have to think about that," replied the little man.  "Give me two or three days and I'll try to find a way."

Next morning the Scarecrow said to his friends:

"Congratulate gratulera  me. I am going to get my brains at last. When I return I shall be as others are."

"I have always liked you as you were," said Dorothy simply.

"It is kind of you to like a Scarecrow," he replied.  "But surely you will think more of me when you hear the splendid lysande thoughts my new brain is going to turn out."

The Scarecrow went in and found the little man sitting down by the window, in deep thought.

"I have come for my brains," remarked the Scarecrow, a little uneasily.

"Oh, yes; sit down in that chair, please," replied Oz.  "You must excuse me förlåta mig  for taking your head off, but I shall have to do it in order to put your brains in their proper place."

"That's all right," said the Scarecrow, "as long as it will be a better one when you put it on again."

So the Wizard unfastened (opened) his head and emptied out (took out) the straw.  Then he took up a measure of bran kli, which he mixed with a great many pins and needles.  He filled the top of the Scarecrow's head with the mixture blandning  and stuffed the rest of the space with straw, to hold it in place.

The Wizard fastened the Scarecrow's head on his body again.  Then he said to him, "Hereafter you will be a great man, for I have given you a lot of bran-new brains."

The Scarecrow was both pleased and proud stolt at the fulfillment infriande  of his greatest wish. He thanked Oz warmly and he went back to his friends.

Dorothy looked at him curiously med nyfikenhet.  His head was quite bulged out at the top with brains.

"How do you feel?" she asked.

"I feel wise indeed," he answered earnestly på fullaste allvar.  "When I get used to my brains I shall know everything."

"Why are those needles nål  sand pins knappnål  sticking out of your head?" asked the Tin Woodman.

"That is proof bevis that he is sharp skärp," remarked (said)  the Lion.

"Well, I must go to get my heart," said the Woodman.  So he knocked at the door.

"Come in," called Oz, and the Woodman entered and said, "I have come for my heart."

"Very well," answered the little man.  "But I shall have to cut a hole in your breast, so I can put your heart in the right place.  I hope it won't hurt you."

"Oh, no," answered the Woodman.  "I shall not feel it at all."

So Oz brought a pair of tinsmith's shears plåtsax  and cut a small, square hole in the left side of the Tin Woodman's breast.  He held a pretty heart, made of silk siden  and stuffed with sawdust sågspån.

"Isn't it a beauty?" he asked.

"It is, indeed!" replied the Woodman, who was greatly pleased.  "But is it a kind heart?"

"Oh, very!" answered Oz.  He put the heart in the Woodman's breast.

"There," said he; "now you have a heart that any man might be proud of."

"I am very grateful tacksam to you, " exclaimed the happy Woodman, "and shall never forget your kindness."

The Lion now walked to the Throne Room and knocked at the door.

"Come in," said Oz.

"I have come for my courage," announced the Lion, entering the room.

"Very well," answered the little man; "I will get it for you."

He poured the contents innehåll of a square green bottle into a green-gold dish, beautifully carved.  Placing this before the Cowardly Lion, who sniffed at it as if he did not like it, the Wizard said:

"Drink."

"What is it?" asked the Lion.

"Well," answered Oz, "if it were inside of you, it would be courage mod.  You know, of course, that courage is always inside one; so that this really cannot be called courage until you have swallowed (drank) it.  Therefore I advise you to drink it as soon as possible."

The Lion hesitated (waited) no longer, but drank till the dish was empty.

"How do you feel now?" asked Oz.

"Full of courage," replied the Lion, who went joyfully back to his friends to tell them of his good fortune.

Oz, left to himself, smiled to think of his success in giving the Scarecrow and the Tin Woodman and the Lion exactly what they thought they wanted.  It was easy to make the Scarecrow and the Lion and the Woodman happy, because they imagined I could do anything.  But it will take more than imagination to carry Dorothy back to Kansas, and I'm sure I don't know how it can be done."
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