Introduction
Folklore,legends,myths
a
andfairytaleshavefolloweddětství
childhoodthroughtheages,forkaždý
everyhealthyyoungsterhasawholesomea
andinstinctiveloveforstoriesfantastic,marvelousa
andmanifestlyunreal.ThewingedfairiesofGrimm
a
andAndersenhavebroughtmoreštěstí
happinesstochildishheartsthanallostatní
otherhumancreations.Yetthe
stará
oldtimefairytale,havingservedforgenerations,může
maynowbeclassedas“historical”inthechildren’slibrary;forthe
čas
timehascomeforařadu
seriesofnewer“wondertales”inkteré
whichthestereotypedgenie,dwarfa
andfairyareeliminated,togetherwithallthehorriblea
andblood-curdlingincidentsdevisedbytheirauthorstopointafearsomemoraltoeachtale.Moderní
Moderneducationincludesmorality;thereforethe
moderní
modernchildseeksonlyentertainmentinitswondertalesa
andgladlydispenseswithalldisagreeableincident.Having
tuto
thisthoughtinmind,thepříběh
storyof“TheWonderfulWizardofOz”waswrittenpouze
solelytopleasechildrenofdnešní
today.Itaspirestobeingamodernizedfairytale,in
které
whichthewondermentandjoyareretaineda
andtheheartachesandnightmaresareleftout.L.
Kapitola
ChapterITheCycloneDorothylivedinthemidstofthegreatKansasprairies,withUncleHenry,
který
whowasafarmer,andTetou
AuntEm,whowasthefarmer’sženou
wife.Theirhousewassmall,forthe
dřevo
lumbertobuildithadtobecarriedbywagonmnoho
manymiles.Therewerefourwalls,afloor
a
andaroof,whichmadejednu
oneroom;andthisroomcontainedarustylookingcookstove,a
skříň
cupboardforthedishes,astůl
table,threeorfourchairs,a
andthebeds.UncleHenry
a
andAuntEmhadabigbedinonerohu
corner,andDorothyalittlebedinanotherrohu
corner.Therewasnogarretatall,
a
andnocellar—exceptasmalldíry
holedugintheground,calledacyclonesklep
cellar,wherethefamilycouldjít
goincaseoneoftěch
thosegreatwhirlwindsarose,mightydostatečně
enoughtocrushanybuildinginitscestě
path.Itwasreachedbyatrapdoorinthe
uprostřed
middleofthefloor,fromwhichažebřík
ladderleddownintothemalé
small,darkhole.WhenDorothystoodinthedoorway
a
andlookedaround,shecouldseenothingbutthegreatgrayprairieoneveryside.Notatree
ani
norahousebrokethebroadsweepofflatcountrykterá
thatreachedtotheedgeoftheskyinalldirections.Na
Thesunhadbakedtheplowedlandintoagraymass,withmalé
littlecracksrunningthroughit.Eventhe
tráva
grasswasnotgreen,fortheslunce
sunhadburnedthetopsofthelongbladesdokud
untiltheywerethesamešedé
graycolortobeseenvšude
everywhere.Oncethehousehadbeenpainted,
ale
butthesunblisteredthepainta
andtherainswasheditaway,a
andnowthehousewasasnudný
dullandgrayaseverythingelse.Když
WhenAuntEmcametheretožít
liveshewasayoung,prettyžena
wife.Thesunandwindhadchanged
ji
her,too.Theyhadtakenthe
jiskru
sparklefromhereyesandleftthemasoberšedé
gray;theyhadtakentheredfromhercheeks
a
andlips,andtheywerešedé
grayalso.Shewasthin
a
andgaunt,andneversmilednow.Když
WhenDorothy,whowasanorphan,poprvé
firstcametoher,AuntEmhadbeensostartledbythechild’slaughterthatshewouldscreama
andpressherhanduponhersrdce
heartwheneverDorothy’smerryvoicereachedherears;a
andshestilllookedatthelittlegirls
withwonderthatshecouldnajít
findanythingtolaughat.UncleHenry
nikdy
neverlaughed.Heworkedhardfrommorningtillnight
a
anddidnotknowwhatradost
joywas.Hewasgray
také
also,fromhislongbeardtohishrubé
roughboots,andhelookedsterna
andsolemn,andrarelyspoke.ItwasTotothatmadeDorothylaugh,
a
andsavedherfromgrowingasgrayasherostatní
othersurroundings.Totowasnot
šedý
gray;hewasalittle
černý
blackdog,withlongsilkyvlasy
hairandsmallblackeyeskteré
thattwinkledmerrilyoneithersideofhisfunny,weenosu
nose.Totoplayedalldaylong,
a
andDorothyplayedwithhim,a
andlovedhimdearly.Today,
však
however,theywerenotplaying.Strýc
UncleHenrysatupontheprahu
doorstepandlookedanxiouslyatthesky,která
whichwasevengrayerthanobvykle
usual.Dorothystoodinthe
dveří
doorwithTotoinherarms,a
andlookedattheskytoo.Teta
AuntEmwaswashingthedishes.Fromthefarnorththeyheardalowwailofthe
větru
wind,andUncleHenryandDorothycouldvidět
seewherethelonggrassbowedinwavespřed
beforethecomingstorm.There
nyní
nowcameasharpwhistlinginthevzduchu
airfromthesouth,andastheyturnedtheireyesže
thatwaytheysawripplesinthetrávě
grasscomingfromthatdirectiontaké
also.SuddenlyUncleHenrystoodup.
“There’sacyclonecoming,Em,”hecalledtohis
ženě
wife.“I’llgolookafterthestock.”
Thenheran
k
towardtheshedswherethecowsa
andhorseswerekept.AuntEmdroppedher
práci
workandcametothedoor.Jeden
Oneglancetoldherofthenebezpečí
dangercloseathand.“Quick,Dorothy!”
shescreamed.
“Runforthecellar!”
TotojumpedoutofDorothy’sarms
a
andhidunderthebed,a
andthegirlstartedtogetho
him.AuntEm,badlyfrightened,threwopenthetrap
dveře
doorinthefloorandclimbeddowntheladderintothemalé
small,darkhole.DorothycaughtTotoatlast
a
andstartedtofollowhertetu
aunt.Whenshewashalfway
přes
acrosstheroomtherecameagreatshriekfromna
thewind,andthehouseshooksohardže
thatshelostherfootinga
andsatdownsuddenlyuponna
thefloor.Thenastrange
věc
thinghappened.Thehousewhirledaroundtwo
nebo
orthreetimesandrosepomalu
slowlythroughtheair.Dorothyfeltasifsheweregoingupinaballoon.
The
severní
northandsouthwindsmetkde
wherethehousestood,andmadeitthepřesné
exactcenterofthecyclone.Inthe
uprostřed
middleofacyclonetheairisobecně
generallystill,butthegreattlak
pressureofthewindonkaždé
everysideofthehouseraiseditupvýš
higherandhigher,untilitwasattheveryvrcholu
topofthecyclone;and
tam
thereitremainedandwascarriedmilesa
andmilesawayaseasilyasyoucouldnést
carryafeather.Itwasverydark,
a
andthewindhowledhorriblykolem
aroundher,butDorothyfoundshewasridingdocela
quiteeasily.Afterthefirstfewwhirlsaround,
a
andoneothertimewhenthedům
housetippedbadly,shefeltasifshewerebeingrockedjemně
gently,likeababyinacradle.Totodidnotlike
to
it.Heranaboutthe
místnosti
room,nowhere,nowthere,barkinghlasitě
loudly;butDorothysatquitestillonthe
podlaze
floorandwaitedtoseewhatwouldstane
happen.OnceTotogottooneartheopentrapdoor,
a
andfellin;andatfirstthe
malá
littlegirlthoughtshehadlostho
him.Butsoonshesawoneofhisearsstickingupthroughthe
díru
hole,forthestrongpressureofthevzduchu
airwaskeepinghimupsože
thathecouldnotfall.Shecrepttothe
díře
hole,caughtTotobytheucho
ear,anddraggedhimintothemístnosti
roomagain,afterwardclosingthetrapdveře
doorsothatnomoreaccidentscouldstát
happen.Hourafterhourpassedaway,
a
andslowlyDorothygotoverherstrach
fright;butshefeltquitelonely,
a
andthewindshriekedsohlasitě
loudlyallaboutherthatshemálem
nearlybecamedeaf.Atfirstshehadwonderedifshewouldbedashedtopieceswhenthe
dům
housefellagain;butasthehourspassed
a
andnothingterriblehappened,shestoppedworryinga
andresolvedtowaitcalmlya
andseewhatthefuturewouldbring.Atlastshecrawled
přes
overtheswayingfloortoherpostele
bed,andlaydownuponit;a
andTotofollowedandlaydownvedle
besideher.ChapterIIThe
Rada
CouncilwiththeMunchkinsShewasawakenedbyashock,sosudden
a
andseverethatifDorothyhadnotbeenlyingontheměkké
softbedshemighthavebeenhurt.Asitwas,the
džbán
jarmadehercatchherdech
breathandwonderwhathadhappened;a
andTotoputhiscoldlittlenos
noseintoherfaceandwhineddismally.Dorothysatup
a
andnoticedthatthehousewasnotmoving;ani
norwasitdark,forthejasné
brightsunshinecameinattheokna
window,floodingthelittleroom.Shesprangfromher
postele
bedandwithTotoatherheelsrana
andopenedthedoor.Thelittle
dívka
girlgaveacryofúžasu
amazementandlookedabouther,hereyesgrowingvětší
biggerandbiggeratthenádherné
wonderfulsightsshesaw.Thecyclonehadsetthe
dům
housedownverygently—foracyclone—inthemidstofazemě
countryofmarvelousbeauty.Therewere
krásné
lovelypatchesofgreenswardallabout,s
withstatelytreesbearingricha
andlusciousfruits.Banksofgorgeousflowerswereoneveryhand,
a
andbirdswithrareandbrilliantplumagesanga
andflutteredinthetreesa
andbushes.Alittlewayoffwasasmall
potok
brook,rushingandsparklingalongmezi
betweengreenbanks,andmurmuringinavoicevelmi
verygratefultoalittledívce
girlwhohadlivedsodlouho
longonthedry,grayprairies.Zatímco
Whileshestoodlookingeagerlyatthepodivné
strangeandbeautifulsights,shenoticedcomingk
towardheragroupofthequeerestpeopleshehadeverseen.Theywerenotasbigasthegrownfolkshehad
vždy
alwaysbeenusedto;but
ani
neitherweretheyverysmall.Infact,theyseemedaboutastallasDorothy,whowasawell-grown
dítě
childforherage,althoughtheywere,sofaraslooksgo,mnoho
manyyearsolder.Threeweremen
a
andoneawoman,andvšichni
allwereoddlydressed.Theywore
kulaté
roundhatsthatrosetoasmallpointafootnad
abovetheirheads,withlittlebellsaroundthebrimskteré
thattinkledsweetlyastheymoved.Thehatsofthemenwere
modré
blue;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,andshewalkedspíše
ratherstiffly.Whenthesepeopledrewnearthe
domu
housewhereDorothywasstandinginthedoorway,theypauseda
andwhisperedamongthemselves,asifafraidtocomedál
farther.Butthelittleold
žena
womanwalkeduptoDorothy,madealowbowa
andsaid,inasweetvoice:.“Youare
vítejte
welcome,mostnobleSorceress,tothezemi
landoftheMunchkins.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,buttheremustbesomechyba
mistake.Ihavenotkilledanything.”
“Your
dům
housedid,anyway,”repliedthemalá
littleoldwoman,withalaugh,“andthatisthesamething.See!”
shecontinued,pointingtothe
roh
cornerofthehouse.“Thereareher
dvě
twofeet,stillstickingoutfrompod
underablockofwood.”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.
“ShewastheWicked
Čarodějnice
WitchoftheEast,asIsaid,”answeredthemalá
littlewoman.“Shehasheld
všechny
alltheMunchkinsinbondageformnoho
manyyears,makingthemslaveforhernoc
nightandday.Nowtheyare
všichni
allsetfree,andaregratefultoyouforthefavor.”“WhoaretheMunchkins?”
inquiredDorothy.
“Theyare
na
thepeoplewholiveintéto
thislandoftheEastkde
wheretheWickedWitchruled.”“AreyouaMunchkin?”
askedDorothy.
“No,
ale
butIamtheirfriend,i když
althoughIliveinthezemi
landoftheNorth.Whentheysawthe
Čarodějnice
WitchoftheEastwasmrtvá
deadtheMunchkinssentaswiftposel
messengertome,andIcameatonce.Iamthe
Čarodějnice
WitchoftheNorth.”“Oh,gracious!”
criedDorothy.
“Areyouarealwitch?”
“Yes,indeed,”answeredthe
malá
littlewoman.“ButIama
dobrá
goodwitch,andthepeoplelovemě
me.IamnotaspowerfulastheWicked
Čarodějnice
Witchwaswhoruledhere,nebo
orIshouldhavesetthepeoplefreemyself.”“ButIthought
všechny
allwitcheswerewicked,”saidthedívka
girl,whowashalffrightenedatfacingaskutečné
realwitch.“Oh,no,thatisagreat
chyba
mistake.Therewereonlyfourwitchesinall
na
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.”“Whois
Teta
AuntEm?”inquiredthelittle
stará
oldwoman.“Sheismy
teta
auntwholivesinKansas,whereIcamefrom.”The
Čarodějnice
WitchoftheNorthseemedtothinkforadobu
time,withherheadboweda
andhereyesuponthezemi
ground.Thenshelookedup
a
andsaid,“Idonotknowkde
whereKansasis,forIhavenikdy
neverheardthatcountrymentionedpředtím
before.Buttellme,isitacivilizedcountry?”
“Oh,yes,”repliedDorothy.
“Thenthataccountsfor
to
it.InthecivilizedcountriesIbelievethereare
žádné
nowitchesleft,norwizards,ani
norsorceresses,normagicians.But,yousee,the
Země
LandofOzhasneverbeencivilized,forwearecutofffromalltherestofthesvěta
world.Thereforewestillhavewitches
a
andwizardsamongstus.”“Whoarethewizards?”
askedDorothy.
“OzhimselfistheGreatWizard,”answeredthe
Čarodějnice
Witch,sinkinghervoicetoašepot
whisper.“Heismorepowerful
než
thanalltherestofusdohromady
together.Helivesinthe
Městě
CityofEmeralds.”Dorothywasgoingto
zeptat
askanotherquestion,butjustthentheMunchkins,kteří
whohadbeenstandingsilentlyby,gavealoudshouta
andpointedtothecornerofthedomu
housewheretheWickedWitchhadbeenlying.“Whatisit?”
askedthe
malá
littleoldwoman,andlooked,a
andbegantolaugh.The
nohy
feetofthedeadWitchhaddisappearedzcela
entirely,andnothingwasleftbutthesilvershoes.“Shewassoold,”explained
na
theWitchoftheNorth,“thatshedrieduprychle
quicklyinthesun.Thatisna
theendofher.Butthesilver
boty
shoesareyours,andyoushallhavethemtowear.”Shereached
dolů
downandpickeduptheboty
shoes,andaftershakingtheprach
dustoutofthemhandedthemtoDorothy.“TheWitchof
na
theEastwasproudofty
thosesilvershoes,”saidoneofna
theMunchkins,“andthereisnějaké
somecharmconnectedwiththem;ale
butwhatitiswenikdy
neverknew.”Dorothycarriedthe
boty
shoesintothehouseandplacedthemonthestůl
table.ThenshecameoutagaintotheMunchkins
a
andsaid:.“Iamanxioustogetbacktomy
tetě
auntanduncle,forIamsuretheybudou
willworryaboutme.Canyouhelpme
najít
findmyway?”TheMunchkins
a
andtheWitchfirstlookedatjeden
oneanother,andthenatDorothy,a
andthenshooktheirheads.“AttheEast,notfarfromhere,”saidone,“thereisagreatdesert,
a
andnonecouldlivetocrossit.”“ItisthesameattheSouth,”said
jiný
another,“forIhavebeentam
thereandseenit.The
Jižní
SouthisthecountryoftheQuadlings.”“Iamtold,”saidthe
třetí
thirdman,“thatitisthestejné
sameattheWest.And
která
thatcountry,wheretheWinkieslive,isruledbytheWickedČarodějnice
WitchoftheWest,whowouldmakeyouherslaveifyoupassedherway.”“TheNorthismyhome,”saidthe
stará
oldlady,“andatitsedgeisthesamegreatdesertkterá
thatsurroundsthisLandofOz.I’mafraid,mydear,youwillhavetolivewithus.”Dorothybegantosobatthis,forshefeltlonely
mezi
amongallthesestrangepeople.Hertearsseemedto
truchlit
grievethekind-heartedMunchkins,fortheyokamžitě
immediatelytookouttheirhandkerchiefsa
andbegantoweepalso.Asforthe
malé
littleoldwoman,shetookoffhercapa
andbalancedthepointonthekonci
endofhernose,whileshecounted“One,dva
two,three”inasolemnvoice.Atoncethe
čepice
capchangedtoaslate,onkteré
whichwaswritteninbig,whitechalkmarks:.“LETDOROTHYGOTOTHE
Města
CITYOFEMERALDS”.Thelittle
stará
oldwomantooktheslatefromhernosu
nose,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?”