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The Gnome King of Oz


denly became aware of a rattle and rumble below and out from the opposite side of the rock heap sprang a perfectly furious little man. He was gray as the rocks himself, and his long, wispy white hair and beard blew and snapped in the wind.

“Get off my chimney, idiot!’’ screamed the old gentleman, dancing wrathfully up and down. “Can't you see youre filling my cave with smoke?”

Stopping right in the middle of his dance, he glared long and searchingly at the little boy. Then, burst-

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