Introduction
Folklore,legends,myths
i
andfairytaleshavefollowedchildhoodprzez
throughtheages,foreveryhealthyyoungsterma
hasawholesomeandinstinctivemiłość
loveforstoriesfantastic,marvelousi
andmanifestlyunreal.ThewingedfairiesofGrimm
i
andAndersenhavebroughtmorehappinesstochildishheartsniż
thanallotherhumancreations.Jednak
Yettheoldtimefairytale,havingservedforgenerations,może
maynowbeclassedas“historical”inthechildren’slibrary;forthe
czas
timehascomeforaseriesofnewer“wondertales”inwhichthestereotypedgenie,dwarfi
andfairyareeliminated,togetherze
withallthehorribleandblood-curdlingincidentsdevisedbytheirauthorstopointafearsomemoraltoeachtale.Moderneducationincludesmorality;
thereforethemodern
dziecko
childseeksonlyentertainmentinitswondertalesi
andgladlydispenseswithalldisagreeableincident.Havingthisthoughtin
uwadze
mind,thestoryof“TheWonderfulWizardofOz”waswrittensolelytopleasedzieci
childrenoftoday.Itaspirestobeingamodernizedfairytale,inwhichthewondermentandjoyareretainedandtheheartachesandnightmaresareleft
się
out.L.
ChapterITheCyclone
DorothylivedinthemidstofthegreatKansasprairies,with
Wujkiem
UncleHenry,whowasafarmer,i
andAuntEm,whowasthefarmer’swife.Their
dom
housewassmall,forthelumbertobuildithadtobecarriedbywagonwiele
manymiles.Therewerefourwalls,afloor
i
andaroof,whichmadejeden
oneroom;andthisroomcontainedarustylookingcookstove,acupboardforthedishes,atable,
trzy
threeorfourchairs,andthebeds.Wujek
UncleHenryandAuntEmmieli
hadabigbedinjednym
onecorner,andDorothyalittlełóżko
bedinanothercorner.Therewasnogarretatall,
i
andnocellar—exceptasmallholedugintheground,calledacyclonecellar,wherethefamilycouldpójść
goincaseoneoftych
thosegreatwhirlwindsarose,mightywystarczająco
enoughtocrushanybuildinginitspath.Itwasreachedbyatrapdoorinthemiddleofthefloor,fromwhichaladderled
dół
downintothesmall,darkhole.Kiedy
WhenDorothystoodinthedoorwayi
andlookedaround,shecouldwidziała
seenothingbutthegreatgrayprairieoneveryside.Notatreenora
dom
housebrokethebroadsweepofflatcountryktóry
thatreachedtotheedgeoftheskyinalldirections.Thesunhadbakedtheplowedlandintoagraymass,withlittlecracksrunning
przez
throughit.Eventhegrasswasnotgreen,forthesunhadburnedthetopsofthelongblades
aż
untiltheywerethesamegraycolortobeseeneverywhere.Kiedyś
Oncethehousehadbeenpainted,ale
butthesunblisteredthepaintandtherainswasheditaway,andteraz
nowthehousewasasdullandgrayaswszystko
everythingelse.WhenAuntEmcame
tam
theretoliveshewasayoung,prettywife.Thesun
i
andwindhadchangedher,też
too.Theyhadtakenthesparklefromhereyes
i
andleftthemasobergray;theyhadtakenthe
czerwień
redfromhercheeksandlips,andtheyweregraytakże
also.Shewasthinandgaunt,
i
andneversmilednow.WhenDorothy,whowasanorphan,
po raz pierwszy
firstcametoher,AuntEmhadbeensostartledbythechild’slaughterthatshewouldscreami
andpressherhanduponherserce
heartwheneverDorothy’smerryvoicereachedherears;i
andshestilllookedatthelittlegirlz
withwonderthatshecouldznaleźć
findanythingtolaughat.Wujek
UncleHenryneverlaughed.He
pracował
workedhardfrommorningtillnighti
anddidnotknowwhatjoywas.Hewasgray
również
also,fromhislongbeardtohisroughboots,i
andhelookedsternandsolemn,i
andrarelyspoke.ItwasToto
że
thatmadeDorothylaugh,andsavedherfromgrowingasgrayasherinne
othersurroundings.Totowasnotgray;
hewasalittleblack
psem
dog,withlongsilkyhairi
andsmallblackeyesthattwinkledmerrilyoneithersideofhisfunny,weenose.Totoplayedall
dzień
daylong,andDorothyplayedz
withhim,andlovedhimdearly.Dziś
Today,however,theywerenotgrali
playing.UncleHenrysatuponthedoorstep
i
andlookedanxiouslyatthesky,które
whichwasevengrayerthanusual.Dorothy
stała
stoodinthedoorwithTotoinherarms,i
andlookedattheskyteż
too.AuntEmwaswashingthedishes.
Fromthefarnorththey
usłyszeli
heardalowwailofthewind,andWujek
UncleHenryandDorothycouldseegdzie
wherethelonggrassbowedinwavesprzed
beforethecomingstorm.There
teraz
nowcameasharpwhistlinginten
theairfromthesouth,i
andastheyturnedtheireyesthatsposób
waytheysawripplesinten
thegrasscomingfromthatdirectionrównież
also.SuddenlyUncleHenrystoodup.
“There’sacyclonecoming,Em,”hecalledtohis
żony
wife.“I’llgolookafterthestock.”
Thenherantowardtheshedswherethecows
i
andhorseswerekept.AuntEmdroppedherwork
i
andcametothedoor.Jedno
Oneglancetoldherofthedangercloseathand.“Quick,Dorothy!”
shescreamed.
“Runforthecellar!”
Totojumped
się
outofDorothy’sarmsandhidpod
underthebed,andthedziewczyna
girlstartedtogethim.AuntEm,badlyfrightened,threwopenthetrapdoorinthefloor
i
andclimbeddowntheladderintothesmall,darkhole.Dorothy
złapała
caughtTotoatlastandzaczęła
startedtofollowheraunt.Kiedy
Whenshewashalfwayacrosstheroomthereprzyszedł
cameagreatshriekfromthewind,andthedom
houseshooksohardthatshelostherfootingandusiadł
satdownsuddenlyuponthefloor.Thenastrangethinghappened.
The
dom
housewhirledaroundtwoortrzy
threetimesandroseslowlythroughtheair.Dorothy
czuła
feltasifsheweregoingsię
upinaballoon.Thenorth
i
andsouthwindsmetwherethedom
housestood,andmadeittheexactcenterofthecyclone.Inthemiddleofacyclonetheairisgenerallystill,
ale
butthegreatpressureofthewindoneverysideofthedomu
houseraisedituphigherandhigher,aż
untilitwasattheverytopofthecyclone;i
andthereitremainedandwascarriedmilesi
andmilesawayaseasilyasyoucouldcarryafeather.Itwasverydark,
a
andthewindhowledhorriblywokół
aroundher,butDorothyfoundshewasridingquiteeasily.Afterthefirstfewwhirlsaround,
a
andoneothertimewhenthedom
housetippedbadly,shefeltasifshewerebeingrockedgently,likeadziecko
babyinacradle.Totodidnotlike
to
it.Heranabouttheroom,
teraz
nowhere,nowthere,barkingloudly;ale
butDorothysatquitestillonthefloori
andwaitedtoseewhatwouldhappen.OnceTotogot
zbyt
tooneartheopentrapdrzwi
door,andfellin;andatfirstthelittle
dziewczyna
girlthoughtshehadlostgo
him.Butsoonshesaw
jedno
oneofhisearsstickingupprzez
throughthehole,forthestrongpressureofthepowietrza
airwaskeepinghimupsothathecouldnotspaść
fall.Shecrepttothehole,
złapała
caughtTotobytheear,anddraggedhimintotheroomznowu
again,afterwardclosingthetrapdrzwi
doorsothatnomoreaccidentscouldhappen.Hourafterhourpassedaway,
i
andslowlyDorothygotoverherfright;ale
butshefeltquitelonely,a
andthewindshriekedsoloudlyallaboutherże
thatshenearlybecamedeaf.Atfirstshehadwonderedifshewouldbedashedtopieces
gdy
whenthehousefellagain;ale
butasthehourspassedi
andnothingterriblehappened,sheprzestała
stoppedworryingandresolvedtoczekać
waitcalmlyandseewhatthefuturewouldprzyniesie
bring.Atlastshecrawledovertheswayingfloortoher
łóżka
bed,andlaydownuponit;i
andTotofollowedandlaydownbesideniej
her.ChapterIITheCouncil
z
withtheMunchkinsShewasawakenedbyashock,sosudden
i
andseverethatifDorothyhadnotbeenleżała
lyingonthesoftbedshemighthavebeenhurt.Asitwas,thejarmadeher
złapała
catchherbreathandwonderwhathadhappened;andTotoputhiscoldlittlenoseintoher
twarzy
faceandwhineddismally.Dorothy
usiadła
satupandnoticedthatthedom
housewasnotmoving;norwasitdark,forthebrightsunshinecameinatthewindow,floodingthe
mały
littleroom.Shesprangfromher
łóżka
bedandwithTotoatherheelsranandopenedthedrzwi
door.Thelittlegirlgaveacryofamazement
i
andlookedabouther,hereyesgrowingbiggeri
andbiggeratthewonderfulsightsshewidziała
saw.Thecyclonehadsetthe
dom
housedownverygently—foracyclone—inthemidstofakraju
countryofmarvelousbeauty.Therewerelovelypatchesofgreenswardallabout,withstatelytreesbearingrich
i
andlusciousfruits.Banksofgorgeousflowerswereoneveryhand,andbirdswithrareandbrilliantplumage
śpiewały
sangandflutteredinthetreesandbushes.Alittlewayoffwasasmallbrook,rushing
i
andsparklingalongbetweengreenbanks,i
andmurmuringinavoicebardzo
verygratefultoalittlegirlwhohadżyła
livedsolongonthedry,grayprairies.Podczas
Whileshestoodlookingeagerlyatthestrangei
andbeautifulsights,shenoticedcomingtowardheragroupofthequeerestludzi
peopleshehadeverseen.Theywerenotas
duże
bigasthegrownfolkshehadzawsze
alwaysbeenusedto;butneitherweretheyvery
małe
small.Infact,theyseemed
o
aboutastallasDorothy,whowasawell-grownchildforherage,althoughtheywere,sofaraslooksgo,wiele
manyyearsolder.Threeweremenandoneawoman,andallwereoddlydressed.
Theyworeroundhats
które
thatrosetoasmallpointafootabovetheirheads,z
withlittlebellsaroundthebrimsktóre
thattinkledsweetlyastheymoved.Thehatsofthemenwereblue;
the
mała
littlewoman’shatwaswhite,i
andsheworeawhitegownktóra
thathunginpleatsfromhershoulders.Nad
Overitweresprinkledlittlestarsktóre
thatglistenedinthesunjak
likediamonds.Themenweredressedinblue,ofthe
tym samym
sameshadeastheirhats,i
andworewell-polishedbootswithadeeprollofblueatthetops.Themen,Dorothy
pomyślała
thought,wereaboutasoldasWujka
UncleHenry,fortwoofthemhadbeards.Ale
Butthelittlewomanwasdoubtlesswiele
mucholder.Herfacewascoveredwithwrinkles,her
włosy
hairwasnearlywhite,andshechodziła
walkedratherstiffly.Whenthesepeopledrewnearthe
domu
housewhereDorothywasstandinginthedoorway,theypausedi
andwhisperedamongthemselves,asifafraidtocomefarther.Ale
ButthelittleoldwomanwalkeduptoDorothy,zrobiła
madealowbowandpowiedziała
said,inasweetvoice:.“Youarewelcome,mostnobleSorceress,tothelandoftheMunchkins.
WearesogratefultoyouforhavingkilledtheWickedWitchoftheEast,
i
andforsettingourpeoplefreefrombondage.”Dorothy
słuchała
listenedtothisspeechwithwonder.Whatcouldthe
mała
littlewomanpossiblymeanbycallingherasorceress,i
andsayingshehadkilledtheWickedWitchoftheEast?Dorothywasaninnocent,harmlesslittlegirl,whohadbeencarriedbyacyclone
wiele
manymilesfromhome;andshehadnever
zabiła
killedanythinginallherlife.Ale
Butthelittlewomanevidentlyexpectedhertoanswer;soDorothy
powiedziała
said,withhesitation,“Youarebardzo
verykind,buttheremustbesomemistake.Ihavenot
zabiłem
killedanything.”“Yourhousedid,anyway,”repliedthe
mała
littleoldwoman,withalaugh,“andthatisthesamething.See!”
shecontinued,pointingtothecornerofthe
domu
house.“Therearehertwofeet,
wciąż
stillstickingoutfromunderablockofwood.”Dorothy
spojrzała
looked,andgavealittlecryoffright.Tam
There,indeed,justunderthecornerofthegreatbeamthedom
houserestedon,twofeetwerestickingout,shodinsilvershoeswithpointedtoes.“Oh,dear!
Oh,dear!”
criedDorothy,claspingherhandstogetherindismay.
“The
dom
housemusthavefallenonjej
her.Whatevershallwedo?”
“Thereisnothingtobedone,”
powiedziała
saidthelittlewomancalmly.“Butwhowasshe?”
zapytała
askedDorothy.“ShewastheWickedWitchoftheEast,asIsaid,”
odpowiedziała
answeredthelittlewoman.“Shehas
trzymała
heldalltheMunchkinsinbondageforwiele
manyyears,makingthemslaveforhernoc
nightandday.Nowtheyareallsetfree,
i
andaregratefultoyouforthefavor.”“WhoaretheMunchkins?”
inquiredDorothy.
“Theyarethepeople
którzy
wholiveinthislandoftheEastgdzie
wheretheWickedWitchruled.”“AreyouaMunchkin?”
zapytała
askedDorothy.“No,butIamtheirfriend,althoughIliveinthelandoftheNorth.
Kiedy
WhentheysawtheWitchoftheEastwasżyje
deadtheMunchkinssentaswiftmessengertomnie
me,andIcameatonce.IamtheWitchoftheNorth.”
“Oh,gracious!”
criedDorothy.
“Areyouarealwitch?”
“Yes,indeed,”
odpowiedziała
answeredthelittlewoman.“ButIamagoodwitch,
a
andthepeopleloveme.IamnotaspowerfulastheWickedWitchwaswhoruled
tu
here,orIshouldhavesettheludzi
peoplefreemyself.”“ButI
myślałem
thoughtallwitcheswerewicked,”powiedziała
saidthegirl,whowashalffrightenedatfacingarealwitch.“Oh,
nie
no,thatisagreatmistake.Therewere
tylko
onlyfourwitchesinalltheLandofOz,anddwie
twoofthem,thosewhomieszkają
liveintheNorthandtheSouth,aregoodwitches.I
wiem
knowthisistrue,forIamjednym
oneofthemmyself,andcannotbemistaken.Those
którzy
whodweltintheEasti
andtheWestwere,indeed,wickedwitches;ale
butnowthatyouhavezabiłeś
killedoneofthem,thereisale
butoneWickedWitchinalltheLandofOz—thejedną
onewholivesintheWest.”“But,”
powiedziała
saidDorothy,afteramoment’sthought,“AuntEmhaspowiedziała
toldmethatthewitcheswerewszystkie
alldead—yearsandyearsago.”“WhoisAuntEm?”
inquiredthelittleoldwoman.
“SheismyauntwholivesinKansas,whereIcamefrom.”
TheWitchoftheNorthseemedto
myśleć
thinkforatime,withherheadbowedi
andhereyesupontheground.Thenshe
spojrzała
lookedupandsaid,“Idonotwiem
knowwhereKansasis,forIhaveneversłyszałam
heardthatcountrymentionedbefore.Ale
Buttellme,isitacivilizedcountry?”“Oh,yes,”repliedDorothy.
“Thenthataccountsfor
to
it.InthecivilizedcountriesI
wierzę
believetherearenowitchesleft,norwizards,norsorceresses,normagicians.Ale
But,yousee,theLandofOzhasnigdy nie
neverbeencivilized,forwearecutofffromalltherestoftheświata
world.Thereforewestillhavewitches
i
andwizardsamongstus.”“Whoarethewizards?”
zapytała
askedDorothy.“OzhimselfistheGreatWizard,”
odpowiedziała
answeredtheWitch,sinkinghervoicetoawhisper.“Heismorepowerfulthanalltherestofus
razem
together.HelivesintheCityofEmeralds.”
Dorothywasgoingto
zadać
askanotherquestion,butjustthentheMunchkins,którzy
whohadbeenstandingsilentlyby,gavealoudshouti
andpointedtothecornerofthedomu
housewheretheWickedWitchhadbeenleżała
lying.“Whatisit?”
askedthelittleoldwoman,
i
andlooked,andbegantolaugh.ThefeetofthedeadWitchhaddisappearedentirely,
i
andnothingwasleftbutthesilvershoes.“Shewassoold,”explainedtheWitchoftheNorth,“thatshedriedupquicklyinthesun.Thatistheendofher.
Ale
Butthesilvershoesaretwoje
yours,andyoushallhavethemtowear.”Shereached
dół
downandpickeduptheshoes,andpo
aftershakingthedustoutofthemhandedthemtoDorothy.“TheWitchoftheEastwasproudof
tych
thosesilvershoes,”saidoneoftheMunchkins,“andthereissomecharmconnectedwithnimi
them;butwhatitiswe
nigdy nie
neverknew.”Dorothycarriedtheshoesintothe
domu
houseandplacedthemonthetable.Thenshecameout
znów
againtotheMunchkinsandpowiedziała
said:.“Iamanxioustogetbacktomyaunt
i
anduncle,forIamsuretheybędą
willworryaboutme.Canyouhelpme
znaleźć
findmyway?”TheMunchkinsandtheWitch
najpierw
firstlookedatoneanother,andthenatDorothy,andthenshooktheirheads.“AttheEast,notfarfromhere,”
powiedział
saidone,“thereisagreatdesert,i
andnonecouldlivetocrossit.”“ItisthesameattheSouth,”
powiedział
saidanother,“forIhavebeentam
thereandseenit.TheSouthisthe
kraj
countryoftheQuadlings.”“Iamtold,”
powiedział
saidthethirdman,“thatitisthesameattheWest.A
Andthatcountry,wheretheWinkiesżyją
live,isruledbytheWickedWitchoftheWest,whowoulduczyniłaby
makeyouherslaveifyoupassedherway.”“TheNorthismyhome,”
powiedziała
saidtheoldlady,“andatitsedgeisthesamegreatdesertktóra
thatsurroundsthisLandofOz.I’mafraid,mydear,youwillhavetolivewithus.”Dorothybegantosobatthis,forshe
czuła
feltlonelyamongallthesestrangeludzi
people.Hertearsseemedtogrievethekind-heartedMunchkins,fortheyimmediatelytook
się
outtheirhandkerchiefsandbegantoweeprównież
also.Asforthelittleoldwoman,shetookoffhercap
i
andbalancedthepointonthekońcu
endofhernose,whileshecounted“One,dwa
two,three”inasolemnvoice.Atoncethecap
zmieniła
changedtoaslate,onwhichwaswritteninbig,whitechalkmarks:.“LETDOROTHYGOTOTHE
Miasta
CITYOFEMERALDS”.Thelittle
stara
oldwomantooktheslatefromhernose,i
andhavingreadthewordsonit,zapytała
asked,“IsyournameDorothy,mydear?”“Yes,”
odpowiedziała
answeredthechild,lookingupi
anddryinghertears.“Thenyoumustgotothe
Miasta
CityofEmeralds.PerhapsOzwillhelpyou.”
“Whereisthiscity?”
zapytała
askedDorothy.“Itisexactlyinthecenterofthe
kraju
country,andisruledbyOz,theGreatWizardItoldyouof.”“Isheagoodman?”