Introduction
Folklore,legends,myths
और
andfairytaleshavefollowedchildhoodसे
throughtheages,foreveryhealthyyoungsterhasएक
awholesomeandinstinctiveloveforstoriesfantastic,marvelousऔर
andmanifestlyunreal.ThewingedfairiesofGrimmandAndersenhavebroughtmorehappinesstochildishhearts
तुलना
thanallotherhumancreations.Yetthe
पुराने
oldtimefairytale,havingservedforgenerations,mayअब
nowbeclassedas“historical”inthechildren’slibrary;forthe
समय
timehascomeforaseriesofnewer“wondertales”inजिसमें
whichthestereotypedgenie,dwarfऔर
andfairyareeliminated,togetherwithसभी
allthehorribleandblood-curdlingincidentsdevisedbytheirauthorstopointएक
afearsomemoraltoeachtale.Moderneducationincludesmorality;
thereforethemodernchildseeks
केवल
onlyentertainmentinitswondertalesऔर
andgladlydispenseswithalldisagreeableincident.Having
इस
thisthoughtinmind,theकहानी
storyof“TheWonderfulWizardofOz”waswrittensolelytopleaseबच्चों
childrenoftoday.Itaspirestobeing
एक
amodernizedfairytale,inजिसमें
whichthewondermentandjoyareretainedऔर
andtheheartachesandnightmaresareleftबाहर
out.L.
ChapterITheCyclone
Dorothylivedinthemidstofthe
महान
greatKansasprairies,withUncleHenry,जो
whowasafarmer,andAuntEm,जो
whowasthefarmer’swife.Their
घर
housewassmall,forthelumbertobuildithadtobecarriedbywagonकई
manymiles.Therewerefourwalls,afloor
और
andaroof,whichmadeoneroom;और
andthisroomcontainedarustylookingcookstove,एक
acupboardforthedishes,एक
atable,threeorfourchairs,और
andthebeds.UncleHenry
और
andAuntEmhadaबड़ा
bigbedinonecorner,और
andDorothyalittlebedinदूसरे
anothercorner.Therewasnogarretatall,
और
andnocellar—exceptasmallholedugintheground,calledacyclonecellar,जहां
wherethefamilycouldgoincaseoneofउन
thosegreatwhirlwindsarose,mightyपर्याप्त
enoughtocrushanybuildinginitspath.Itwasreachedby
एक
atrapdoorinthemiddleofthefloor,fromwhichएक
aladderleddownintotheछोटे
small,darkhole.WhenDorothystoodinthedoorway
और
andlookedaround,shecouldseeकुछ
nothingbutthegreatgrayprairieonहर
everyside.Notatreenor
एक
ahousebrokethebroadsweepofflatcountrythatreachedtotheedgeoftheskyinसभी
alldirections.Thesunhadbaked
को
theplowedlandintoagraymass,withlittlecracksrunningthroughit.Eventhegrasswasnotgreen,forthesunhadburnedthetopsofthelongblades
तक
untiltheywerethesamegraycolortobeseeneverywhere.बार
Oncethehousehadbeenpainted,लेकिन
butthesunblisteredthepaintऔर
andtherainswasheditaway,और
andnowthehousewasasdullऔर
andgrayaseverythingelse.जब
WhenAuntEmcametheretoliveshewasएक
ayoung,prettywife.Thesun
और
andwindhadchangedher,भी
too.Theyhadtakenthesparklefromhereyes
और
andleftthemasobergray;theyhadtakentheredfromhercheeks
और
andlips,andtheyweregrayभी
also.Shewasthinandgaunt,
और
andneversmilednow.WhenDorothy,whowasanorphan,
पहली बार
firstcametoher,AuntEmhadbeensostartledbythechild’slaughterthatshewouldscreamऔर
andpressherhanduponherदिल
heartwheneverDorothy’smerryvoicereachedherears;और
andshestilllookedatthelittleलड़की
girlwithwonderthatshecouldfindकुछ
anythingtolaughat.UncleHenryneverlaughed.
Heworkedhardfrom
सुबह
morningtillnightanddidnotknowwhatjoywas.Hewasgray
भी
also,fromhislongbeardtohisroughboots,और
andhelookedsternandsolemn,और
andrarelyspoke.ItwasTotothatmadeDorothylaugh,
और
andsavedherfromgrowingasgrayasherअन्य
othersurroundings.Totowasnotgray;
hewas
एक
alittleblackdog,withlongsilkyhairऔर
andsmallblackeyesthattwinkledmerrilyonदोनों
eithersideofhisfunny,weenose.Totoplayedall
दिन
daylong,andDorothyplayedसाथ
withhim,andlovedhimdearly.आज
Today,however,theywerenotplaying.चाचा
UncleHenrysatuponthedoorstepऔर
andlookedanxiouslyatthesky,जो
whichwasevengrayerthanusual.Dorothystoodinthedoor
साथ
withTotoinherarms,और
andlookedattheskyभी
too.AuntEmwaswashingthedishes.
Fromthe
दूर
farnorththeyheardalowwailofthewind,और
andUncleHenryandDorothycouldseeकहाँ
wherethelonggrassbowedinwavesपहले
beforethecomingstorm.Therenowcameasharpwhistlinginthe
हवा
airfromthesouth,andastheyturnedtheireyesthatwaytheysawripplesinthegrasscomingfromthatdirectionभी
also.SuddenlyUncleHenrystoodup.
“There’sacyclonecoming,Em,”hecalledtohis
पत्नी
wife.“I’llgolookafterthestock.”
Thenherantoward
को
theshedswherethecowsऔर
andhorseswerekept.AuntEmdroppedher
काम
workandcametothedoor.एक
Oneglancetoldherofthedangercloseathand.“Quick,Dorothy!”
shescreamed.
“Runforthecellar!”
Totojumped
बाहर
outofDorothy’sarmsandhidundertheबिस्तर
bed,andthegirlstartedtogetउसे
him.AuntEm,badlyfrightened,threwopenthetrap
दरवाजा
doorinthefloorandclimbedनीचे
downtheladderintothesmall,darkhole.DorothycaughtTotoatlast
और
andstartedtofollowheraunt.जब
Whenshewashalfwayacrossको
theroomtherecameagreatshriekfromको
thewind,andthehouseshooksohardकि
thatshelostherfootingऔर
andsatdownsuddenlyuponको
thefloor.Thenastrange
बात
thinghappened.Thehousewhirledaround
दो
twoorthreetimesandroseslowlythroughtheहवा
air.Dorothyfeltasifshewere
जा
goingupinaballoon.Thenorth
और
andsouthwindsmetwheretheघर
housestood,andmadeittheexactcenterofthecyclone.Inthemiddleofacyclonetheairisgenerallystill,
लेकिन
butthegreatpressureofthewindonप्रत्येक
everysideofthehouseraisedituphigherऔर
andhigher,untilitwasattheveryशीर्ष
topofthecyclone;and
वहाँ
thereitremainedandwascarriedmilesऔर
andmilesawayaseasilyasyoucouldcarryएक
afeather.Itwasverydark,
और
andthewindhowledhorriblyचारों ओर
aroundher,butDorothyfoundshewasridingquiteeasily.बाद
Afterthefirstfewwhirlsaround,और
andoneothertimewhentheघर
housetippedbadly,shefeltasifshewerebeingrockedgently,likeaबच्चे
babyinacradle.Totodidnot
पसंद
likeit.Heranaboutthe
कमरे
room,nowhere,nowthere,barkingloudly;लेकिन
butDorothysatquitestillonthefloorऔर
andwaitedtoseewhatwouldhappen.बार
OnceTotogottooneartheopentrapdoor,और
andfellin;andat
पहले
firstthelittlegirlthoughtshehadlostउसे
him.Butsoonshesaw
एक
oneofhisearsstickingऊपर
upthroughthehole,forthestrongpressureoftheहवा
airwaskeepinghimupsoकि
thathecouldnotfall.Shecrepttothehole,caughtTotobytheear,anddraggedhimintothe
कमरे
roomagain,afterwardclosingthetrapdoorsothatnomoreaccidentscouldhappen.घंटे
Hourafterhourpassedaway,और
andslowlyDorothygotoverherfright;लेकिन
butshefeltquitelonely,और
andthewindshriekedsoloudlyallaboutherकि
thatshenearlybecamedeaf.At
पहले
firstshehadwonderedifshewouldbedashedtopiecesजब
whenthehousefellagain;लेकिन
butasthehourspassedऔर
andnothingterriblehappened,shestoppedworryingऔर
andresolvedtowaitcalmlyऔर
andseewhatthefuturewouldbring.Atlastshecrawledovertheswayingfloortoher
बिस्तर
bed,andlaydownuponit;और
andTotofollowedandlaydownbesideउसके
her.ChapterIITheCouncil
साथ
withtheMunchkinsShewasawakenedby
एक
ashock,sosuddenandseverethatअगर
ifDorothyhadnotbeenlyingonthesoftबिस्तर
bedshemighthavebeenचोट
hurt.Asitwas,thejarmadeher
पकड़ने
catchherbreathandwonderwhathadhappened;और
andTotoputhiscoldlittlenoseintoherचेहरे
faceandwhineddismally.Dorothysatup
और
andnoticedthatthehousewasnotmoving;norwasitdark,forthebrightsunshinecameinatthewindow,floodingthe
छोटे
littleroom.Shesprangfromher
बिस्तर
bedandwithTotoatherheelsranऔर
andopenedthedoor.Thelittle
लड़की
girlgaveacryofamazementऔर
andlookedabouther,hereyesgrowingbiggerऔर
andbiggeratthewonderfulsightsshesaw.को
Thecyclonehadsettheघर
housedownverygently—foracyclone—inको
themidstofacountryofmarvelousbeauty.Therewerelovelypatchesofgreenswardallabout,withstatelytreesbearingrich
और
andlusciousfruits.Banksofgorgeousflowerswereon
हर
everyhand,andbirdswithrareऔर
andbrilliantplumagesangandflutteredinthetreesऔर
andbushes.Alittleway
दूर
offwasasmallbrook,rushingऔर
andsparklingalongbetweengreenbanks,और
andmurmuringinavoiceबहुत
verygratefultoalittleलड़की
girlwhohadlivedsolongonthedry,grayprairies.Whileshestoodlookingeagerlyat
को
thestrangeandbeautifulsights,shenoticedcomingtowardherएक
agroupofthequeerestलोगों
peopleshehadeverseen.Theywerenotasbigasthegrownfolkshehad
हमेशा
alwaysbeenusedto;butneitherwerethey
बहुत
verysmall.Infact,theyseemedaboutastallasDorothy,
जो
whowasawell-grownchildforherage,althoughtheywere,soतक
faraslooksgo,manyyearsolder.तीन
Threeweremenandoneaमहिला
woman,andallwereoddlydressed.Theyworeroundhats
जो
thatrosetoasmallबिंदु
pointafootabovetheirheads,withlittlebellsचारों ओर
aroundthebrimsthattinkledsweetlyastheymoved.Thehatsofthemenwereblue;
thelittlewoman’shatwas
सफेद
white,andsheworeaसफेद
whitegownthathunginpleatsfromhershoulders.Overitweresprinkled
छोटे
littlestarsthatglistenedinthesunतरह
likediamonds.Themenweredressedinblue,ofthe
समान
sameshadeastheirhats,और
andworewell-polishedbootswithadeeprollofblueatthetops.Themen,Dorothy
सोचा
thought,wereaboutasoldasचाचा
UncleHenry,fortwoofthemhadbeards.लेकिन
Butthelittlewomanwasdoubtlessबहुत
mucholder.Herfacewascoveredwithwrinkles,her
बाल
hairwasnearlywhite,andsheचलती
walkedratherstiffly.Whenthesepeopledrewnearthe
घर
housewhereDorothywasstandinginthedoorway,theypausedऔर
andwhisperedamongthemselves,asifडर
afraidtocomefarther.Butthelittleold
औरत
womanwalkeduptoDorothy,madeएक
alowbowandsaid,inएक
asweetvoice:.“Youare
स्वागत
welcome,mostnobleSorceress,tothelandoftheMunchkins.WearesogratefultoyouforhavingkilledtheWickedWitchoftheEast,
और
andforsettingourpeopleमुक्त
freefrombondage.”Dorothylistenedto
यह
thisspeechwithwonder.Whatcould
को
thelittlewomanpossiblymeanbycallingherasorceress,और
andsayingshehadkilledको
theWickedWitchoftheEast?Dorothywasaninnocent,harmlesslittle
लड़की
girl,whohadbeencarriedbyacycloneकई
manymilesfromhome;andshehadneverkilled
कुछ
anythinginallherlife.लेकिन
Butthelittlewomanevidentlyexpectedhertoanswer;soDorothy
कहा
said,withhesitation,“Youareबहुत
verykind,buttheremustbeकुछ
somemistake.Ihavenotkilledanything.”
“Your
घर
housedid,anyway,”repliedthelittleoldऔरत
woman,withalaugh,“andthatistheही
samething.See!”
shecontinued,pointingtothecornerofthe
घर
house.“Therearehertwofeet,
अभी भी
stillstickingoutfromunderएक
ablockofwood.”Dorothylooked,
और
andgavealittlecryoffright.वहाँ
There,indeed,justunderthecornerofthegreatbeamtheघर
houserestedon,twofeetwerestickingबाहर
out,shodinsilvershoeswithpointedtoes.“Oh,
प्रिय
dear!Oh,dear!”
criedDorothy,claspingherhands
साथ
togetherindismay.“Thehousemusthavefallenonher.
Whatevershallwedo?”
“Thereisnothingtobedone,”saidthelittle
औरत
womancalmly.“Butwhowasshe?”
askedDorothy.
“ShewastheWickedWitchoftheEast,asIsaid,”answeredthelittle
औरत
woman.“Shehasheldall
को
theMunchkinsinbondageforकई
manyyears,makingthemslaveforherरात
nightandday.Nowtheyare
सभी
allsetfree,andaregratefultoyouforthefavor.”“WhoaretheMunchkins?”
inquiredDorothy.
“Theyarethepeople
जो
wholiveinthislandoftheEastजहां
wheretheWickedWitchruled.”“Areyou
एक
aMunchkin?”askedDorothy.
“No,
लेकिन
butIamtheirfriend,althoughIliveinthelandoftheNorth.जब
WhentheysawtheWitchoftheEastwasमर
deadtheMunchkinssentaswiftmessengertoमेरे
me,andIcameatonce.IamtheWitchoftheNorth.”
“Oh,gracious!”
criedDorothy.
“Areyou
एक
arealwitch?”“Yes,indeed,”answeredthelittle
औरत
woman.“ButIamagoodwitch,
और
andthepeopleloveme.Iamnotaspowerfulas
को
theWickedWitchwaswhoruledयहाँ
here,orIshouldhavesetको
thepeoplefreemyself.”“ButIthought
सभी
allwitcheswerewicked,”saidtheलड़की
girl,whowashalffrightenedatfacingएक
arealwitch.“Oh,no,thatis
एक
agreatmistake.Therewere
केवल
onlyfourwitchesinalltheLandofOz,और
andtwoofthem,thoseजो
wholiveintheNorthऔर
andtheSouth,aregoodwitches.I
पता
knowthisistrue,forIamएक
oneofthemmyself,andcannotbemistaken.Those
जो
whodweltintheEastऔर
andtheWestwere,indeed,wickedwitches;लेकिन
butnowthatyouhavekilledएक
oneofthem,thereisलेकिन
butoneWickedWitchinallको
theLandofOz—theonewholivesinको
theWest.”“But,”saidDorothy,
बाद
afteramoment’sthought,“AuntEmhastoldmeकि
thatthewitcheswerealldead—yearsandyearsago.”“WhoisAuntEm?”
inquiredthelittleold
औरत
woman.“Sheismyaunt
जो
wholivesinKansas,whereIcamefrom.”TheWitchoftheNorthseemedtothinkforatime,withher
सिर
headbowedandhereyesupontheground.Thenshelooked
ऊपर
upandsaid,“Idonotपता
knowwhereKansasis,forIhaveneverheardthatदेश
countrymentionedbefore.Buttell
मुझे
me,isitacivilizedcountry?”“Oh,yes,”repliedDorothy.
“Thenthataccountsfor
यह
it.InthecivilizedcountriesI
मानना
believetherearenowitchesleft,norwizards,norsorceresses,normagicians.लेकिन
But,yousee,theLandofOzhasneverbeencivilized,forwearecutofffromसभी
alltherestoftheदुनिया
world.Thereforewestillhavewitches
और
andwizardsamongstus.”“Whoarethewizards?”
askedDorothy.
“Ozhimselfisthe
महान
GreatWizard,”answeredtheWitch,sinkinghervoicetoawhisper.“Heis
अधिक
morepowerfulthanalltherestofustogether.Helivesinthe
शहर
CityofEmeralds.”Dorothywasgoingtoaskanother
सवाल
question,butjustthentheMunchkins,जो
whohadbeenstandingsilentlyसे
by,gavealoudshoutऔर
andpointedtothecorneroftheघर
housewheretheWickedWitchhadbeenlying.“Whatisit?”
पूछा
askedthelittleoldwoman,और
andlooked,andbegantolaugh.Thefeetofthe
मृत
deadWitchhaddisappearedentirely,और
andnothingwasleftbutthesilvershoes.“Shewassoold,”explainedtheWitchoftheNorth,“thatshedriedupquicklyinthesun.Thatisthe
अंत
endofher.Butthesilvershoesareyours,
और
andyoushallhavethemtowear.”Shereached
नीचे
downandpickeduptheshoes,और
andaftershakingthedustoutofthemhandedthemtoDorothy.“TheWitchof
को
theEastwasproudofthosesilvershoes,”कहा
saidoneoftheMunchkins,“andthereisकुछ
somecharmconnectedwiththem;लेकिन
butwhatitisweneverknew.”Dorothycarriedtheshoesintothe
घर
houseandplacedthemonthetable.Thenshecameout
फिर
againtotheMunchkinsandकहा
said:.“Iamanxioustogetbacktomyaunt
और
anduncle,forIamयकीन
suretheywillworryaboutme.Canyou
मदद
helpmefindmyway?”TheMunchkins
और
andtheWitchfirstlookedatएक
oneanother,andthenatDorothy,और
andthenshooktheirheads.“AttheEast,not
दूर
farfromhere,”saidone,“thereisagreatdesert,और
andnonecouldlivetocrossit.”“Itisthe
ही
sameattheSouth,”saidदूसरे
another,“forIhavebeenthereऔर
andseenit.TheSouthisthe
देश
countryoftheQuadlings.”“Iamtold,”
कहा
saidthethirdman,“thatitistheही
sameattheWest.Andthat
देश
country,wheretheWinkieslive,isruledbytheWickedWitchoftheWest,whowouldबना
makeyouherslaveifyoupassedherway.”“TheNorthismyhome,”
कहा
saidtheoldlady,“andatitsedgeistheवही
samegreatdesertthatsurroundsइस
thisLandofOz.I’mडर
afraid,mydear,youwillhavetoliveसाथ
withus.”Dorothybegantosobat
इस
this,forshefeltlonelyamongसभी
allthesestrangepeople.Hertearsseemedtogrievethekind-heartedMunchkins,fortheyimmediatelytookouttheirhandkerchiefs
और
andbegantoweepalso.Asfor
को
thelittleoldwoman,shetookoffhercapऔर
andbalancedthepointonको
theendofhernose,जबकि
whileshecounted“One,two,three”inasolemnvoice.At
बार
oncethecapchangedtoएक
aslate,onwhichwaswritteninbig,सफेद
whitechalkmarks:.“LETDOROTHY
जाते
GOTOTHECITYOFEMERALDS”.को
Thelittleoldwomantookको
theslatefromhernose,और
andhavingreadthewordsonit,पूछा
asked,“IsyournameDorothy,mydear?”“Yes,”answeredthe
बच्चे
child,lookingupanddryinghertears.“Thenyoumust
जाना
gototheCityofEmeralds.शायद
PerhapsOzwillhelpyou.”“Whereisthiscity?”
askedDorothy.
“Itis
ठीक
exactlyinthecenteroftheदेश
country,andisruledbyOz,theमहान
GreatWizardItoldyouof.”“Ishe
एक
agoodman?”