The Magic Art of the Great Humbug

Next morning the Scarecrow said to his friends:
Congratulate me. I am going to Oz to get my brains at last. When I
return I shall be as other men are.
I have always liked you as you were, said Dorothy simply.
It is kind of you to like a Scarecrow, he replied. But surely you
will think more of me when you hear the splendid thoughts my new brain is
going to turn out. Then he said good-bye to them all in a cheerful voice
and went to the Throne Room, where he rapped upon the door.
Come in, said Oz.
The Scarecrow went in and found the little man sitting down by the
window, engaged in deep thought.
I have come for my brains, remarked the Scarecrow, a little
uneasily.
Oh, yes; sit down in that chair, please, replied Oz. You must
excuse me for taking your head off, but I shall have to do it in order to
put your brains in their proper place.

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