So he took from his pocket the second box and scattered its contents on Blinkie.

She ceased to grow any smaller, but she could never regain her former size, and this the wicked old woman well knew.
She did not know, however, that the second powder had destroyed all her power to work magic, and seeking to be revenged upon the Scarecrow and his friends she at once began to mumble a charm so terrible in its effect that it would have destroyed half the population of Jinxland--had it worked.

But it did not work at all, to the amazement of old Blinkie.

And by this time the Scarecrow noticed what the little witch was trying to do, and said to her: "Go home, Blinkie, and behave yourself.

You are no longer a witch, but an ordinary old woman, and since you are powerless to do more evil I advise you to try to do some good in the world.