CHAPTER Fourteen.
Ojo Breaks the Law "What a queer man," remarked the Munchkin boy, when the party had resumed its journey.
"And so nice and polite," added Scraps, bobbing her head.

"I think he is the handsomest man I've seen since I came to life." "Handsome is as handsome does," quoted the Shaggy Man; "but we must admit that no living scarecrow is handsomer.

The chief merit of my friend is that he is a great thinker, and in Oz it is considered good policy to follow his advice." "I didn't notice any brains in his head," observed the Glass Cat.
"You can't see 'em work, but they're there, all right," declared the Shaggy Man.

"I hadn't much confidence in his brains myself, when first I came to Oz, for a humbug Wizard gave them to him; but I was soon convinced that the Scarecrow is really wise; and, unless his brains make him so, such wisdom is unaccountable." "Is the Wizard of Oz a humbug ?" asked Ojo.
"Not now.

He was once, but he has reformed and now assists Glinda the Good, who is the Royal Sorceress of Oz and the only one licensed to practice magic or sorcery.