Introduction
Folklore,legends,myths
a
andfairytaleshavefollowedchildhoodthroughtheages,forkaždý
everyhealthyyoungsterhasawholesomea
andinstinctiveloveforstoriesfantastic,marvelousa
andmanifestlyunreal.ThewingedfairiesofGrimm
a
andAndersenhavebroughtmorehappinesstochildishheartsnež
thanallotherhumancreations.Přesto
Yettheoldtimefairytale,havingservedforgenerations,může
maynowbeclassedas“historical”inthechildren’slibrary;forthe
čas
timehascomeforaseriesofnewer“wondertales”inkteré
whichthestereotypedgenie,dwarfa
andfairyareeliminated,togetherwithallthehorriblea
andblood-curdlingincidentsdevisedbytheirauthorstopointafearsomemoraltoeachtale.Moderneducationincludesmorality;
thereforethemodern
dítě
childseeksonlyentertainmentinitswondertalesa
andgladlydispenseswithalldisagreeableincident.Having
tuto
thisthoughtinmind,thepříběh
storyof“TheWonderfulWizardofOz”waswrittensolelytopleaseděti
childrenoftoday.Itaspirestobeingamodernizedfairytale,in
které
whichthewondermentandjoyareretaineda
andtheheartachesandnightmaresareleftout.L.
ChapterITheCyclone
DorothylivedinthemidstofthegreatKansasprairies,withUncleHenry,
který
whowasafarmer,andAuntEm,který
whowasthefarmer’swife.Their
dům
housewassmall,forthelumbertobuildithadtobecarriedbywagonmnoho
manymiles.Therewerefourwalls,afloor
a
andaroof,whichmadejednu
oneroom;andthisroomcontainedarustylookingcookstove,acupboardfor
na
thedishes,atable,threenebo
orfourchairs,andthebeds.Strýc
UncleHenryandAuntEmhadabigbedinonecorner,a
andDorothyalittlebedinanothercorner.Tam
Therewasnogarretatall,a
andnocellar—exceptasmallholedugintheground,calledacyclonecellar,kam
wherethefamilycouldgoinpřípadě
caseoneofthosegreatwhirlwindsarose,mightydostatečně
enoughtocrushanybuildinginitspath.Itwasreachedbyatrapdoorinthemiddleofthefloor,fromwhichaladderled
dolů
downintothesmall,darkhole.Když
WhenDorothystoodinthedoorwaya
andlookedaround,shecouldseenothingbutthegreatgrayprairieoneveryside.Notatreenora
dům
housebrokethebroadsweepofflatcountrykterá
thatreachedtotheedgeoftheskyinalldirections.Na
Thesunhadbakedtheplowedlandintoagraymass,withmalé
littlecracksrunningthroughit.Eventhegrasswasnotgreen,forthesunhadburnedthetopsofthelongblades
dokud
untiltheywerethesamegraycolortobeseeneverywhere.Kdysi
Oncethehousehadbeenpainted,ale
butthesunblisteredthepainta
andtherainswasheditaway,a
andnowthehousewasasdulla
andgrayaseverythingelse.Když
WhenAuntEmcametheretožít
liveshewasayoung,prettyžena
wife.Thesunandwindhadchanged
ji
her,too.Theyhadtakenthesparklefromhereyes
a
andleftthemasobergray;theyhadtakentheredfromhercheeks
a
andlips,andtheyweregraytaké
also.Shewasthinandgaunt,
a
andneversmilednow.WhenDorothy,whowasanorphan,
poprvé
firstcametoher,AuntEmhadbeensostartledbythechild’slaughterthatshewouldscreama
andpressherhanduponhersrdce
heartwheneverDorothy’smerryvoicereachedherears;a
andshestilllookedatthelittlegirls
withwonderthatshecouldnajít
findanythingtolaughat.UncleHenry
nikdy
neverlaughed.Heworkedhardfrommorningtillnight
a
anddidnotknowwhatjoywas.Hewasgray
také
also,fromhislongbeardtohisroughboots,a
andhelookedsternandsolemn,a
andrarelyspoke.ItwasTotothatmadeDorothylaugh,
a
andsavedherfromgrowingasgrayasherostatní
othersurroundings.Totowasnotgray;
hewasalittle
černý
blackdog,withlongsilkyvlasy
hairandsmallblackeyeskteré
thattwinkledmerrilyoneithersideofhisfunny,weenose.Totoplayedall
den
daylong,andDorothyplayeds
withhim,andlovedhimdearly.Dnes
Today,however,theywerenotplaying.Strýc
UncleHenrysatuponthedoorstepa
andlookedanxiouslyatthesky,která
whichwasevengrayerthanusual.Dorothystoodinthe
dveří
doorwithTotoinherarms,a
andlookedattheskytoo.AuntEmwaswashingthedishes.
Fromthefarnorththeyheardalowwailofthewind,
a
andUncleHenryandDorothycouldvidět
seewherethelonggrassbowedinwavespřed
beforethecomingstorm.There
nyní
nowcameasharpwhistlinginthevzduchu
airfromthesouth,andastheyturnedtheireyesže
thatwaytheysawripplesinthegrasscomingfromže
thatdirectionalso.SuddenlyUncleHenrystoodup.
“There’sacyclonecoming,Em,”hecalledtohis
ženě
wife.“I’llgolookafterthestock.”
Thenherantowardthesheds
kde
wherethecowsandhorseswerekept.AuntEmdroppedher
práci
workandcametothedoor.Jeden
Oneglancetoldherofthedangercloseathand.“Quick,Dorothy!”
shescreamed.
“Runforthecellar!”
TotojumpedoutofDorothy’sarms
a
andhidunderthebed,a
andthegirlstartedtogetho
him.AuntEm,badlyfrightened,threwopenthetrap
dveře
doorinthefloorandclimbeddowntheladderintothemalé
small,darkhole.DorothycaughtTotoatlast
a
andstartedtofollowheraunt.Když
Whenshewashalfwayacrossna
theroomtherecameagreatshriekfromna
thewind,andthehouseshooksohardže
thatshelostherfootinga
andsatdownsuddenlyuponna
thefloor.Thenastrange
věc
thinghappened.Thehousewhirledaroundtwo
nebo
orthreetimesandroseslowlythroughthevzduchu
air.Dorothyfeltasifsheweregoingupinaballoon.
Thenorth
a
andsouthwindsmetwherethedům
housestood,andmadeittheexactcenterofthecyclone.Inthemiddleofacyclonetheairisgenerally
stále
still,butthegreatpressureofthewindonkaždé
everysideofthehouseraisedituphighera
andhigher,untilitwasattheveryvrcholu
topofthecyclone;and
tam
thereitremainedandwascarriedmilesa
andmilesawayaseasilyasyoucouldcarryafeather.Itwasverydark,
a
andthewindhowledhorriblykolem
aroundher,butDorothyfoundshewasridingdocela
quiteeasily.Afterthefirstfewwhirlsaround,
a
andoneothertimewhenthedům
housetippedbadly,shefeltasifshewerebeingrockedgently,likeadítě
babyinacradle.Totodidnotlike
to
it.Heranaboutthe
místnosti
room,nowhere,nowthere,barkingloudly;ale
butDorothysatquitestillonthefloora
andwaitedtoseewhatwouldstane
happen.OnceTotogottooneartheopentrapdoor,
a
andfellin;andatfirstthe
malá
littlegirlthoughtshehadlostho
him.Butsoonshesawoneofhisearsstickingupthroughthehole,forthestrongpressureofthe
vzduchu
airwaskeepinghimupsože
thathecouldnotfall.Shecrepttothehole,caughtTotobytheear,
a
anddraggedhimintothemístnosti
roomagain,afterwardclosingthetrapdveře
doorsothatnomoreaccidentscouldstát
happen.Hourafterhourpassedaway,
a
andslowlyDorothygotoverherfright;ale
butshefeltquitelonely,a
andthewindshriekedsoloudlyallaboutherže
thatshenearlybecamedeaf.Atfirstshehadwonderedifshewouldbedashedtopieceswhenthe
dům
housefellagain;butasthehourspassed
a
andnothingterriblehappened,shestoppedworryinga
andresolvedtowaitcalmlya
andseewhatthefuturewouldbring.Atlastshecrawled
přes
overtheswayingfloortoherpostele
bed,andlaydownuponit;a
andTotofollowedandlaydownbesideher.ChapterIITheCouncil
s
withtheMunchkinsShewasawakenedbyashock,sosudden
a
andseverethatifDorothyhadnotbeenlyingonthesoftbedshemighthavebeenhurt.Asitwas,thejarmadehercatchherbreath
a
andwonderwhathadhappened;a
andTotoputhiscoldlittlenoseintoherfacea
andwhineddismally.Dorothysatup
a
andnoticedthatthehousewasnotmoving;norwasitdark,forthebrightsunshinecameinatthewindow,floodingthelittleroom.
Shesprangfromher
postele
bedandwithTotoatherheelsrana
andopenedthedoor.Thelittle
dívka
girlgaveacryofamazementa
andlookedabouther,hereyesgrowingbiggera
andbiggeratthewonderfulsightsshesaw.Thecyclonehadsetthe
dům
housedownverygently—foracyclone—inthemidstofazemě
countryofmarvelousbeauty.Therewerelovelypatchesofgreenswardallabout,
s
withstatelytreesbearingricha
andlusciousfruits.Banksofgorgeousflowerswereoneveryhand,
a
andbirdswithrareandbrilliantplumagesanga
andflutteredinthetreesa
andbushes.Alittlewayoffwasasmallbrook,rushing
a
andsparklingalongbetweengreenbanks,a
andmurmuringinavoicevelmi
verygratefultoalittledívce
girlwhohadlivedsodlouho
longonthedry,grayprairies.Zatímco
Whileshestoodlookingeagerlyatthestrangea
andbeautifulsights,shenoticedcomingtowardheragroupofthequeerestpeopleshehadeverseen.Theywerenotasbigasthegrownfolkshehad
vždy
alwaysbeenusedto;butneitherweretheyvery
malé
small.Infact,theyseemedaboutastallasDorothy,whowasawell-grown
dítě
childforherage,althoughtheywere,sofaraslooksgo,mnoho
manyyearsolder.Threeweremen
a
andoneawoman,andvšichni
allwereoddlydressed.Theyworeroundhats
které
thatrosetoasmallpointafootabovetheirheads,s
withlittlebellsaroundthebrimskteré
thattinkledsweetlyastheymoved.Thehatsofthemenwereblue;
na
thelittlewoman’shatwaswhite,a
andsheworeawhitegownkterý
thathunginpleatsfromhershoulders.Nad
Overitweresprinkledlittlestarskteré
thatglistenedinthesunjako
likediamonds.Themenweredressedinblue,ofthesameshadeastheirhats,
a
andworewell-polishedbootswithadeeprollofblueatthetops.Themen,Dorothythought,wereaboutasoldas
Strýc
UncleHenry,fortwoofthemhadbeards.Ale
Butthelittlewomanwasdoubtlessmnohem
mucholder.Herfacewascoveredwithwrinkles,her
vlasy
hairwasnearlywhite,andshewalkedratherstiffly.Když
Whenthesepeopledrewnearthedomu
housewhereDorothywasstandinginthedoorway,theypauseda
andwhisperedamongthemselves,asifafraidtocomefarther.Ale
ButthelittleoldwomanwalkeduptoDorothy,madealowbowa
andsaid,inasweetvoice:.“Youare
vítejte
welcome,mostnobleSorceress,tothelandoftheMunchkins.WearesogratefultoyouforhavingkilledtheWickedWitchoftheEast,
a
andforsettingourpeoplefreefrombondage.”Dorothylistenedto
tuto
thisspeechwithwonder.Whatcould
na
thelittlewomanpossiblymeanbycallingherasorceress,a
andsayingshehadkilledna
theWickedWitchoftheEast?Dorothywasaninnocent,harmless
malá
littlegirl,whohadbeencarriedbyacyclonemnoho
manymilesfromhome;andshehad
nikdy
neverkilledanythinginallherlife.Ale
Butthelittlewomanevidentlyexpectedhertoanswer;soDorothysaid,
s
withhesitation,“Youareverylaskavý
kind,buttheremustbesomemistake.Ihavenotkilledanything.”
“Your
dům
housedid,anyway,”repliedthemalá
littleoldwoman,withalaugh,“andthatisthesamething.See!”
shecontinued,pointingtothecornerofthe
domu
house.“Therearehertwofeet,
stále
stillstickingoutfromunderablockofwood.”Dorothylooked,
a
andgavealittlecryoffright.Tam
There,indeed,justunderthecornerofthegreatbeamthedům
houserestedon,twofeetwerestickingout,shodinsilvershoess
withpointedtoes.“Oh,dear!
Oh,dear!”
criedDorothy,claspingherhands
dohromady
togetherindismay.“Thehousemusthavefallenonher.
Co
Whatevershallwedo?”“Thereisnothingtobedone,”saidthe
malá
littlewomancalmly.“Butwhowasshe?”
askedDorothy.
“ShewastheWickedWitchoftheEast,asIsaid,”answeredthe
malá
littlewoman.“Shehasheld
všechny
alltheMunchkinsinbondageformnoho
manyyears,makingthemslaveforhernoc
nightandday.Nowtheyare
všichni
allsetfree,andaregratefultoyouforthefavor.”“WhoaretheMunchkins?”
inquiredDorothy.
“Theyare
na
thepeoplewholiveintéto
thislandoftheEastkde
wheretheWickedWitchruled.”“AreyouaMunchkin?”
askedDorothy.
“No,
ale
butIamtheirfriend,althoughIliveinthelandoftheNorth.Když
WhentheysawtheWitchoftheEastwasmrtvá
deadtheMunchkinssentaswiftmessengertome,a
andIcameatonce.IamtheWitchoftheNorth.”
“Oh,gracious!”
criedDorothy.
“Areyouarealwitch?”
“Yes,indeed,”answeredthe
malá
littlewoman.“ButIama
dobrá
goodwitch,andthepeoplelovemě
me.IamnotaspowerfulastheWickedWitchwaswhoruled
tu
here,orIshouldhavesetthepeoplefreemyself.”“ButIthought
všechny
allwitcheswerewicked,”saidthedívka
girl,whowashalffrightenedatfacingaskutečné
realwitch.“Oh,no,thatisagreatmistake.
Therewere
jen
onlyfourwitchesinallna
theLandofOz,anddvě
twoofthem,thosewholiveinna
theNorthandtheSouth,aredobré
goodwitches.Iknowthisis
pravda
true,forIamoneofthemmyself,a
andcannotbemistaken.Those
kteří
whodweltintheEasta
andtheWestwere,indeed,wickedwitches;ale
butnowthatyouhavekilledoneofthem,thereisale
butoneWickedWitchinallna
theLandofOz—theonewholivesinna
theWest.”“But,”saidDorothy,
po
afteramoment’sthought,“AuntEmhastoldmeže
thatthewitcheswerealldead—yearsa
andyearsago.”“WhoisAuntEm?”
inquiredthe
malá
littleoldwoman.“SheismyauntwholivesinKansas,whereIcamefrom.”
TheWitchoftheNorthseemedtothinkfora
dobu
time,withherheadboweda
andhereyesupontheground.Thenshelooked
nahoru
upandsaid,“Idonotknowkde
whereKansasis,forIhavenikdy
neverheardthatcountrymentionedpředtím
before.Buttellme,isitacivilizedcountry?”
“Oh,yes,”repliedDorothy.
“Thenthataccountsfor
to
it.InthecivilizedcountriesIbelievethereare
žádné
nowitchesleft,norwizards,norsorceresses,normagicians.Ale
But,yousee,theLandofOzhasnikdy
neverbeencivilized,forwearecutofffromalltherestofthesvěta
world.Thereforewestillhavewitches
a
andwizardsamongstus.”“Whoarethewizards?”
askedDorothy.
“OzhimselfistheGreatWizard,”answeredtheWitch,sinkinghervoicetoawhisper.
“Heismorepowerful
než
thanalltherestofusdohromady
together.Helivesinthe
Městě
CityofEmeralds.”Dorothywasgoingto
zeptat
askanotherquestion,butjustthentheMunchkins,kteří
whohadbeenstandingsilentlyby,gavealoudshouta
andpointedtothecornerofthedomu
housewheretheWickedWitchhadbeenlying.“Whatisit?”
askedthe
malá
littleoldwoman,andlooked,a
andbegantolaugh.Thefeetofthe
mrtvé
deadWitchhaddisappearedentirely,a
andnothingwasleftbutthesilvershoes.“Shewassoold,”explained
na
theWitchoftheNorth,“thatshedriedupquicklyinna
thesun.Thatistheendofher.Ale
Butthesilvershoesareyours,a
andyoushallhavethemtowear.”Shereached
dolů
downandpickeduptheshoes,a
andaftershakingthedustoutofthemhandedthemtoDorothy.“TheWitchof
na
theEastwasproudofty
thosesilvershoes,”saidoneofna
theMunchkins,“andthereisnějaké
somecharmconnectedwiththem;ale
butwhatitiswenikdy
neverknew.”Dorothycarriedtheshoesintothe
domu
houseandplacedthemonthetable.ThenshecameoutagaintotheMunchkins
a
andsaid:.“Iamanxioustogetbacktomyaunt
a
anduncle,forIamsuretheybudou
willworryaboutme.Canyouhelpme
najít
findmyway?”TheMunchkins
a
andtheWitchfirstlookedatjeden
oneanother,andthenatDorothy,a
andthenshooktheirheads.“AttheEast,notfarfromhere,”saidone,“thereisagreatdesert,
a
andnonecouldlivetocrossit.”“ItisthesameattheSouth,”said
jiný
another,“forIhavebeentam
thereandseenit.TheSouthisthe
země
countryoftheQuadlings.”“Iamtold,”saidthethird
muž
man,“thatitisthestejné
sameattheWest.And
která
thatcountry,wheretheWinkieslive,isruledbytheWickedWitchoftheWest,whowouldmakeyouherslaveifyoupassedherway.”“TheNorthismyhome,”saidthe
stará
oldlady,“andatitsedgeisthesamegreatdesertkterá
thatsurroundsthisLandofOz.I’mafraid,mydear,youwillhavetolivewithus.”Dorothybegantosobatthis,forshefeltlonelyamongallthesestrangepeople.
Hertearsseemedtogrievethekind-heartedMunchkins,fortheyimmediatelytookouttheirhandkerchiefs
a
andbegantoweepalso.Asforthe
malé
littleoldwoman,shetookoffhercapa
andbalancedthepointonthekonci
endofhernose,whileshecounted“One,dva
two,three”inasolemnvoice.Atoncethecapchangedtoaslate,on
které
whichwaswritteninbig,whitechalkmarks:.“LETDOROTHYGOTOTHE
Města
CITYOFEMERALDS”.Thelittle
stará
oldwomantooktheslatefromhernose,a
andhavingreadthewordsonit,asked,“IsyournameDorothy,mydear?”“Yes,”answeredthe
dítě
child,lookingupanddryinghertears.“Thenyoumust
jít
gototheCityofEmeralds.Možná
PerhapsOzwillhelpyou.”“Whereisthiscity?”
askedDorothy.
“Itis
přesně
exactlyinthecenterofthezemě
country,andisruledbyOz,theGreatWizardItoldyouof.”“Ishea
dobrý
goodman?”