Introduction
Folklore,legends,myths
und
andfairytaleshavefollowedkindheit
childhoodthroughtheages,forjeder
everyhealthyyoungsterhasawholesomeund
andinstinctiveloveforstoriesfantastisch
fantastic,marvelousandmanifestlyunreal.Die
ThewingedfairiesofGrimmund
andAndersenhavebroughtmorehappinesstochildishheartsals
thanallotherhumancreations.Yettheoldtimefairytale,havingservedforgenerations,
kann
maynowbeclassedas“historical”inthechildren’slibrary;forthe
zeit
timehascomeforareihe
seriesofnewer“wondertales”inwhichthestereotypeddschinn
genie,dwarfandfairyareeliminated,zusammen
togetherwithallthehorribleund
andblood-curdlingincidentsdevisedbytheirauthorstopointeine
afearsomemoraltoeachgeschichte
tale.Moderneducationincludesmorality;
deshalb
thereforethemodernchildseeksnur
onlyentertainmentinitswondertalesund
andgladlydispenseswithalldisagreeableincident.Having
dieses
thisthoughtinmind,thegeschichte
storyof“TheWonderfulWizardofOz”waswrittensolelytopleasekinder
childrenoftoday.Itaspirestobeing
ein
amodernizedfairytale,inwhichthewondermentund
andjoyareretainedandtheheartachesund
andnightmaresareleftout.L.
Kapitel
ChapterITheCycloneDorothy
lebte
livedinthemidstofthegreatKansasprairies,withOnkel
UncleHenry,whowasabauer
farmer,andAuntEm,whowasthefarmer’sfrau
wife.Theirhousewassmall,for
das
thelumbertobuildithadtobecarriedbywagen
wagonmanymiles.Therewere
vier
fourwalls,afloorandein
aroof,whichmadeonezimmer
room;andthisroomcontained
ein
arustylookingcookstove,aschrank
cupboardforthedishes,atisch
table,threeorfourchairs,und
andthebeds.UncleHenry
und
andAuntEmhadabigbett
bedinonecorner,andDorothyein
alittlebedinanotherecke
corner.Therewasnogarretatall,
und
andnocellar—exceptasmallloch
holedugintheground,calledacyclonekeller
cellar,wherethefamilycouldgehen
goincaseoneofthosegreatwhirlwindsarose,mightygenug
enoughtocrushanybuildinginitsweg
path.Itwasreachedby
eine
atrapdoorinthemitte
middleofthefloor,fromwhicheine
aladderleddownintothesmall,darkloch
hole.WhenDorothystoodinthedoorway
und
andlookedaround,shecouldsehen
seenothingbutthegreatgrayprärie
prairieoneveryside.Not
ein
atreenorahousebrachen
brokethebroadsweepofflatcountrythatreachedtodie
theedgeoftheskyinalle
alldirections.Thesunhad
gebacken
bakedtheplowedlandintoagraymasse
mass,withlittlecracksrunningthroughit.Sogar
Eventhegrasswasnotgrün
green,forthesunhadverbrannt
burnedthetopsofthelongbladesuntiltheywerethesamegrayfarbe
colortobeseeneverywhere.Einmal
Oncethehousehadbeenpainted,aber
butthesunblisteredthefarbe
paintandtherainswasheditaway,und
andnowthehousewasaslangweilig
dullandgrayaseverythingelse.Als
WhenAuntEmcametheretoliveshewaseine
ayoung,prettywife.The
sonne
sunandwindhadchangedher,auch
too.Theyhadtakenthe
glanz
sparklefromhereyesandleftthemein
asobergray;theyhad
genommen
takentheredfromhercheeksund
andlips,andtheyweregrau
grayalso.Shewasthin
und
andgaunt,andneversmiledjetzt
now.WhenDorothy,whowasanorphan,first
kam
cametoher,AuntEmhadbeensostartledbydie
thechild’slaughterthatshewouldscreamund
andpressherhanduponherherz
heartwheneverDorothy’smerryvoicereachedherears;und
andshestilllookedatdas
thelittlegirlwithwonderdass
thatshecouldfindanythingtolachen
laughat.UncleHenrynever
gelacht
laughed.Heworkedhardfrom
morgen
morningtillnightanddidnotknowwhatfreude
joywas.Hewasgray
auch
also,fromhislongbeardtohisroughboots,und
andhelookedsternandfeierlich
solemn,andrarelyspoke.ItwasToto
so
thatmadeDorothylaugh,andsavedherfromgrowingasgrau
grayasherothersurroundings.Totowasnot
grau
gray;hewasalittleblack
hund
dog,withlongsilkyhairund
andsmallblackeyesthatfunkelten
twinkledmerrilyoneithersideofhisfunny,weenase
nose.Totoplayedalldaylong,
und
andDorothyplayedwithhim,und
andlovedhimdearly.Today,
jedoch
however,theywerenotplaying.Onkel
UncleHenrysatuponthedoorstepund
andlookedanxiouslyatthehimmel
sky,whichwasevengrayerals
thanusual.DorothystoodinthedoorwithTotoinherarms,
und
andlookedattheskyauch
too.AuntEmwaswashing
das
thedishes.Fromthefar
norden
norththeyheardalowwailofdas
thewind,andUncleHenryund
andDorothycouldseewheredas
thelonggrassbowedinwavesvor
beforethecomingstorm.There
nun
nowcameasharpwhistlingintheluft
airfromthesouth,andastheyturnedtheireyesthatwaytheysahen
sawripplesinthegrasscomingfromthatrichtung
directionalso.SuddenlyUncleHenrystood
auf
up.“There’sacyclonecoming,Em,”hecalledtohis
frau
wife.“I’llgolookafter
die
thestock.”Thenherantowardtheshedswherethecows
und
andhorseswerekept.AuntEmdroppedher
arbeit
workandcametothedoor.One
blick
glancetoldherofthegefahr
dangercloseathand.“Quick,Dorothy!”
shescreamed.
“Runfor
den
thecellar!”TotojumpedoutofDorothy’sarms
und
andhidunderthebed,und
andthegirlstartedtogetihn
him.AuntEm,badlyfrightened,
warf
threwopenthetrapdoorintheboden
floorandclimbeddowntheladderintothesmall,darkloch
hole.DorothycaughtTotoatlast
und
andstartedtofollowhertante
aunt.Whenshewashalfway
über
acrosstheroomtherecameein
agreatshriekfromthewind
wind,andthehouseshooksohardthatshelostherfootingund
andsatdownsuddenlyupontheboden
floor.Thenastrangething
geschah
happened.Thehousewhirledaround
zwei
twoorthreetimesandroselangsam
slowlythroughtheair.Dorothy
fühlte
feltasifsheweregoingnach oben
upinaballoon.The
nord-
northandsouthwindsmetwo
wherethehousestood,andmadeittheexactzentrum
centerofthecyclone.Inthe
mitte
middleofacyclonetheluft
airisgenerallystill,butthegreatdruck
pressureofthewindonjeder
everysideofthehouseraisedituphöher
higherandhigher,untilitwasattheveryspitze
topofthecyclone;and
dort
thereitremainedandwascarriedmilesund
andmilesawayaseasilyasyoukonnte
couldcarryafeather.Itwas
sehr
verydark,andthewindhowledschrecklich
horriblyaroundher,butDorothyfoundshewasridingziemlich
quiteeasily.Afterthefirstfewwhirlsaround,
und
andoneothertimewhenthehaus
housetippedbadly,shefeltasifshewerebeingrockedsanft
gently,likeababyinein
acradle.Totodidnotlikeit.
Heranabout
den
theroom,nowhere,nowdort
there,barkingloudly;butDorothysat
ganz
quitestillonthefloorund
andwaitedtoseewhatwürde
wouldhappen.OnceTotogottoonear
die
theopentrapdoor,andfellin;und
andatfirstthelittlemädchen
girlthoughtshehadlostihn
him.Butsoonshesawoneofhisearsstickingup
durch
throughthehole,forthestrongpressureoftheairwaskeepinghimupsoso
thathecouldnotfall.Shecrepttothe
loch
hole,caughtTotobytheohr
ear,anddraggedhimintotheraum
roomagain,afterwardclosingthefing
trapdoorsothatnomehr
moreaccidentscouldhappen.Hourafter
stunde
hourpassedaway,andslowlyDorothybekam
gotoverherfright;butshe
fühlte
feltquitelonely,andthewind
windshriekedsoloudlyallaboutherthatshefast
nearlybecamedeaf.Atfirstshehadwonderedifshewouldbedashedtopieceswhen
das
thehousefellagain;butas
die
thehourspassedandnothingterriblepassierte
happened,shestoppedworryingandresolvedtowarten
waitcalmlyandseewhatdie
thefuturewouldbring.Atlastshe
kroch
crawledovertheswayingfloortoherbett
bed,andlaydownuponit;und
andTotofollowedandlaydownneben
besideher.ChapterIIThe
Rat
CouncilwiththeMunchkinsShewas
geweckt
awakenedbyashock,soplötzlich
suddenandseverethatifDorothyhadnotbeengelegen
lyingonthesoftbedshemighthavebeenverletzt
hurt.Asitwas,the
glas
jarmadehercatchheratem
breathandwonderwhathadpassiert
happened;andTotoputhiscoldlittle
nase
noseintoherfaceandjammerte
whineddismally.Dorothysatup
und
andnoticedthatthehousewasnotbewegte
moving;norwasitdark,forthe
helle
brightsunshinecameinatthefenster
window,floodingthelittleroom.Shesprangfromher
bett
bedandwithTotoatherheelsranund
andopenedthedoor.Thelittle
mädchen
girlgaveacryofamazementund
andlookedabouther,hereyesgrowinggrößer
biggerandbiggeratthewonderfulsightsshesah
saw.Thecyclonehadsetthe
haus
housedownverygently—foracyclone—inthemidstofacountryofmarvelousschönheit
beauty.Therewerelovelypatchesofgreenswardallabout,withstatelytreesbearingrich
und
andlusciousfruits.Banksofgorgeousflowerswereoneveryhand,
und
andbirdswithrareandbrilliantplumagesangund
andflutteredinthetreesund
andbushes.Alittlewayoffwas
ein
asmallbrook,rushingandsparklingalongzwischen
betweengreenbanks,andmurmuringinein
avoiceverygratefultoein
alittlegirlwhohadgelebt
livedsolongonthedry,grayprairies.Während
Whileshestoodlookingeagerlyatthestrangeund
andbeautifulsights,shenoticedcomingtowardhereine
agroupofthequeerestmenschen
peopleshehadeverseen.Theywerenotas
groß
bigasthegrownfolkshehadalwaysbeenusedto;aber
butneitherweretheyveryklein
small.Infact,theyseemedaboutas
groß
tallasDorothy,whowasein
awell-grownchildforheralter
age,althoughtheywere,sofaraslooksgo,viele
manyyearsolder.Threeweremen
und
andoneawoman,andalle
allwereoddlydressed.They
trugen
woreroundhatsthatrosetoasmallpointafootüber
abovetheirheads,withlittlebellsarounddie
thebrimsthattinkledsweetlyastheybewegten
moved.Thehatsofthemenwere
blau
blue;thelittlewoman’shatwas
weiß
white,andsheworeaweiß
whitegownthathunginpleatsfromhershoulders.Overitweresprinkledlittlestarsthatglistenedinthe
sonne
sunlikediamonds.Themenweredressedin
blau
blue,ofthesameshadeastheirhats,und
andworewell-polishedbootswithadeeprolle
rollofblueatthetops.Die
Themen,Dorothythought,wereaboutasalt
oldasUncleHenry,forzwei
twoofthemhadbeards.Aber
Butthelittlewomanwasdoubtlessviel
mucholder.Herfacewascoveredwithwrinkles,her
haar
hairwasnearlywhite,andshewalkedziemlich
ratherstiffly.Whenthesepeopledrewnear
der
thehousewhereDorothywasstandinginder
thedoorway,theypausedandwhisperedamongthemselves,asifafraidtokommen
comefarther.Butthelittleold
frau
womanwalkeduptoDorothy,madeatief
lowbowandsaid,inasweetstimme
voice:.“Youarewelcome,mostnoble
Zauberin
Sorceress,tothelandofder
theMunchkins.Weareso
dankbar
gratefultoyouforhavingkilledtheBöse
WickedWitchoftheEast,und
andforsettingourpeoplefreefrombondage.”Dorothy
hörte
listenedtothisspeechwithwonder.What
könnte
couldthelittlewomanpossiblymeinen
meanbycallingherasorceress,und
andsayingshehadkilleddie
theWickedWitchoftheEast?Dorothywasaninnocent,harmlesslittle
mädchen
girl,whohadbeencarriedbyacycloneviele
manymilesfromhome;andshehad
nie
neverkilledanythinginallherleben
life.Butthelittlewoman
offenbar
evidentlyexpectedhertoanswer;soDorothysaid,withhesitation,“Youare
sehr
verykind,buttheremustbesomemistake.Ihavenotkilledanything.”
“Your
haus
housedid,anyway,”repliedthelittleoldfrau
woman,withalaugh,“andthatisthesamething.See!”
shecontinued,pointingto
die
thecornerofthehouse.“Therearehertwo
füße
feet,stillstickingoutfromunter
underablockofwood.”Dorothylooked,
und
andgavealittlecryoffright.Dort
There,indeed,justundertheecke
cornerofthegreatbeamthehaus
houserestedon,twofeetweresteckten
stickingout,shodinsilvershoeswithpointedtoes.“Oh,dear!
Oh,dear!”
criedDorothy,claspingherhands
zusammen
togetherindismay.“Thehouse
muss
musthavefallenonher.Was
Whatevershallwedo?”“Thereis
nichts
nothingtobedone,”saiddie
thelittlewomancalmly.“Butwhowasshe?”
fragte
askedDorothy.“Shewasthe
Böse
WickedWitchoftheEast,asIsaid,”answereddie
thelittlewoman.“Shehas
gehalten
heldalltheMunchkinsinknechtschaft
bondageformanyyears,makingthemslaveforhernacht
nightandday.Nowtheyare
alle
allsetfree,andaredankbar
gratefultoyouforthefavor.”“Whoare
die
theMunchkins?”inquiredDorothy.
“Theyare
die
thepeoplewholiveinthisland
landoftheEastwheredie
theWickedWitchruled.”“Areyou
ein
aMunchkin?”askedDorothy.
“No,
aber
butIamtheirfriend,obwohl
althoughIliveintheland
landoftheNorth.Whenthey
sahen
sawtheWitchoftheEastwastot
deadtheMunchkinssentaswiftmessengertomir
me,andIcameatonce.Iam
die
theWitchoftheNorth.”“Oh,gracious!”
criedDorothy.
“Areyou
eine
arealwitch?”“Yes,indeed,”answeredthelittle
frau
woman.“ButIamagood
hexe
witch,andthepeoplelovemich
me.Iamnotas
mächtig
powerfulastheWickedWitchwaswhoruledhier
here,orIshouldhavesetdie
thepeoplefreemyself.”“ButI
dachte
thoughtallwitcheswerewicked,”saiddas
thegirl,whowashalffrightenedatfacingarealhexe
witch.“Oh,no,thatis
ein
agreatmistake.Therewere
nur
onlyfourwitchesinalldie
theLandofOz,andzwei
twoofthem,thosewholeben
liveintheNorthanddie
theSouth,aregoodwitches.Iknowthisis
wahr
true,forIamoneofthemmyself,und
andcannotbemistaken.Thosewhodweltin
die
theEastandtheWestwere,indeed,böse
wickedwitches;butnowthatyouhavekilled
eine
oneofthem,thereisaber
butoneWickedWitchinalldie
theLandofOz—theonewholivesindie
theWest.”“But,”saidDorothy,
nach
afteramoment’sthought,“AuntEmhastoldmedass
thatthewitcheswerealldead—yearsund
andyearsago.”“Whois
Tante
AuntEm?”inquiredthelittleold
frau
woman.“SheismyauntwholivesinKansas,
wo
whereIcamefrom.”The
Hexe
WitchoftheNorthseemedtothinkforeine
atime,withherheadbowedund
andhereyesupontheboden
ground.Thenshelookedup
und
andsaid,“Idonotknowwo
whereKansasis,forIhavenie
neverheardthatcountrymentionedbefore.Aber
Buttellme,isitein
acivilizedcountry?”“Oh,yes,”repliedDorothy.
“Thenthataccountsfor
es
it.InthecivilizedcountriesI
glaube
believetherearenowitchesleft,norwizards,norsorceresses,normagicians.Aber
But,yousee,theLandofOzhasnie
neverbeencivilized,forwearecutofffromalltherest
restoftheworld.Thereforewe
immer noch
stillhavewitchesandwizardsunter
amongstus.”“Whoarethewizards?”
fragte
askedDorothy.“OzhimselfistheGreatWizard,”answeredthe
Hexe
Witch,sinkinghervoicetoawhisper.“Heismorepowerful
als
thanalltherestofuszusammen
together.Helivesinthe
Stadt
CityofEmeralds.”Dorothywasgoingto
stellen
askanotherquestion,butjustthentheMunchkins,whohadbeenstandingschweigend
silentlyby,gavealoudshoutund
andpointedtothecornerofthehousewheretheBöse
WickedWitchhadbeenlying.“Whatisit?”
fragte
askedthelittleoldwoman,und
andlooked,andbegantolachen
laugh.Thefeetofthedead
Hexe
Witchhaddisappearedentirely,andnichts
nothingwasleftbutthesilvershoes.“Shewassoold,”
erklärte
explainedtheWitchoftheNorth,“thatshedriedupquicklyinthesonne
sun.Thatistheendofher.Aber
Butthesilvershoesareyours,und
andyoushallhavethemtowear.”Shereached
unten
downandpickeduptheschuhe
shoes,andaftershakingthestaub
dustoutofthemhandedthemtoDorothy.“The
Hexe
WitchoftheEastwasstolz
proudofthosesilvershoes,”saideiner
oneoftheMunchkins,“andthereisetwas
somecharmconnectedwiththem;aber
butwhatitiswenie
neverknew.”Dorothycarriedthe
schuhe
shoesintothehouseandplacedthemonthetisch
table.Thenshecameout
wieder
againtotheMunchkinsandsaid:.“Iam
bestrebt
anxioustogetbacktomytante
auntanduncle,forIamsicher
suretheywillworryaboutme.Kannst
Canyouhelpmefindmyway?”TheMunchkins
und
andtheWitchfirstlookedatoneanother,und
andthenatDorothy,andthenshooktheirheads.“Atthe
Osten
East,notfarfromhere,”saidone,“thereisagreatwüste
desert,andnonecouldlivetocrossit.”“ItisthesameattheSouth,”said
anderer
another,“forIhavebeendort
thereandseenit.The
Süden
SouthisthecountryoftheQuadlings.”“Iamtold,”said
der
thethirdman,“thatitisder
thesameattheWest.Und
Andthatcountry,wheretheWinkiesleben
live,isruledbytheWickedHexe
WitchoftheWest,whowouldmachen
makeyouherslaveifyoupassedherway.”“The
Norden
Northismyhome,”saiddie
theoldlady,“andatitsrand
edgeisthesamegreatwüste
desertthatsurroundsthisLandofOz.I’mafraid,mydear,youwillhavetolivewithus.”Dorothy
begann
begantosobatthis,forshefühlte
feltlonelyamongallthesestrangemenschen
people.Hertearsseemedtogrieve
die
thekind-heartedMunchkins,fortheysofort
immediatelytookouttheirhandkerchiefsund
andbegantoweepalso.Asforthelittleold
frau
woman,shetookoffhercapund
andbalancedthepointontheende
endofhernose,whileshecounted“One,zwei
two,three”inasolemnstimme
voice.Atoncethecapchangedto
eine
aslate,onwhichwaswritteninbig,whitechalkmarks:.“LETDOROTHYGOTOTHE
Stadt
CITYOFEMERALDS”.Thelittleold
frau
womantooktheslatefromhernase
nose,andhavingreadthewordsonit,fragte
asked,“IsyournameDorothy,mydear?”“Yes,”answered
das
thechild,lookingupandtrocknete
dryinghertears.“Thenyoumustgotothe
Stadt
CityofEmeralds.PerhapsOzwill
helfen
helpyou.”“Whereisthiscity?”
fragte
askedDorothy.“Itisexactlyin
der
thecenterofthecountry,und
andisruledbyOz,der
theGreatWizardItoldyouof.”“Ishe
ein
agoodman?”