"I won't!" cried Ann; "I won't sweep the floor. It is beneath my
"Some one must sweep it," replied Ann's younger sister, Salye;
"else we shall soon be wading in dust. And you are the eldest, and
the head of the family."
"I'm Queen of Oogaboo," said Ann, proudly. "But," she added with
a sigh, "my kingdom is the smallest and the poorest in all the Land
This was quite true. Away up in the mountains, in a far corner
of the beautiful fairyland of Oz, lies a small valley which is
named Oogaboo, and in this valley lived a few people who were
usually happy and contented and never cared to wander over the
mountain pass into the more settled parts of the land. They knew
that all of Oz, including their own territory, was ruled by a
beautiful Princess named Ozma, who lived in the splendid Emerald
City; yet the simple folk of Oogaboo never visited Ozma. They had a
royal family of their own—not especially to rule over them, but
just as a matter of pride. Ozma permitted the various parts of her
country to have their Kings and Queens and Emperors and the like,
but all were ruled over by the lovely girl Queen of the Emerald
The King of Oogaboo used to be a man named Jol Jemkiph Soforth,
who for many years did all the drudgery of deciding disputes and
telling his people when to plant cabbages and pickle onions. But
the King's wife had a sharp tongue and small respect for the King,
her husband; therefore one night King Jol crept over the pass into
the Land of Oz and disappeared from Oogaboo for good and all. The
Queen waited a few years for him to return and then started in
search of him, leaving her eldest daughter, Ann Soforth, to act as
Now, Ann had not forgotten when her birthday came, for that
meant a party and feasting and dancing, but she had quite forgotten
how many years the birthdays marked. In a land where people live
always, this is not considered a cause for regret, so we may justly
say that Queen Ann of Oogaboo was old enough to make jelly—and let
it go at that.
But she didn't make jelly, or do any more of the housework than
she could help. She was an ambitious woman and constantly resented
the fact that her kingdom was so tiny and her people so stupid and
unenterprising. Often she wondered what had become of her father
and mother, out beyond the pass, in the wonderful Land of Oz, and
the fact that they did not return to Oogaboo led Ann to suspect
that they had found a better place to live. So, when Salye refused
to sweep the floor of the living room in the palace, and Ann would
not sweep it, either, she said to her sister:
"I'm going away. This absurd Kingdom of Oogaboo tires me."
"Go, if you want to," answered Salye; "but you are very foolish
to leave this place."
"Why?" asked Ann.
"Because in the Land of Oz, which is Ozma's country, you will be
a nobody, while here you are a Queen."
"Oh, yes! Queen over eighteen men, twenty-seven women and
forty-four children!" returned Ann bitterly.
"Well, there are certainly more people than that in the great
Land of Oz," laughed Salye. "Why don't you raise an army and
conquer them, and be Queen of all Oz?" she asked, trying to taunt
Ann and so to anger her. Then she made a face at her sister and
went into the back yard to swing in the hammock.
Her jeering words, however, had given Queen Ann an idea. She
reflected that Oz was reported to be a peaceful country and Ozma a
mere girl who ruled with gentleness to all and was obeyed because
her people loved her. Even in Oogaboo the story was told that
Ozma's sole army consisted of twenty-seven fine officers, who wore
beautiful uniforms but carried no weapons, because there was no one
to fight. Once there had been a private soldier, besides the
officers, but Ozma had made him a Captain-General and taken away
his gun for fear it might accidentally hurt some one.
The more Ann thought about the matter the more she was convinced
it would be easy to conquer the Land of Oz and set herself up as
Ruler in Ozma's place, if she but had an Army to do it with.
Afterward she could go out into the world and conquer other lands,
and then perhaps she could find a way to the moon, and conquer
that. She had a warlike spirit that preferred trouble to
It all depended on an Army, Ann decided. She carefully counted
in her mind all the men of her kingdom. Yes; there were exactly
eighteen of them, all told. That would not make a very big Army,
but by surprising Ozma's unarmed officers her men might easily
subdue them. "Gentle people are always afraid of those that
bluster," Ann told herself. "I don't wish to shed any blood, for
that would shock my nerves and I might faint; but if we threaten
and flash our weapons I am sure the people of Oz will fall upon
their knees before me and surrender."
This argument, which she repeated to herself more than once,
finally determined the Queen of Oogaboo to undertake the audacious
"Whatever happens," she reflected, "can make me no more unhappy
than my staying shut up in this miserable valley and sweeping
floors and quarreling with Sister Salye; so I will venture all, and
win what I may."
That very day she started out to organize her Army.
The first man she came to was Jo Apple, so called because he had
an apple orchard.
"Jo," said Ann, "I am going to conquer the world, and I want you
to join my Army."
"Don't ask me to do such a fool thing, for I must politely
refuse Your Majesty," said Jo Apple."
"I have no intention of asking you. I shall command you, as
Queen of Oogaboo, to join," said Ann.
"In that case, I suppose I must obey," the man remarked, in a
sad voice. "But I pray you to consider that I am a very important
citizen, and for that reason am entitled to an office of high
"You shall be a General," promised Ann.
"With gold epaulets and a sword?" he asked.
"Of course," said the Queen.
Then she went to the next man, whose name was Jo Bunn, as he
owned an orchard where graham-buns and wheat-buns, in great
variety, both hot and cold, grew on the trees.
"Jo," said Ann, "I am going to conquer the world, and I command
you to join my Army."
"Impossible!" he exclaimed. "The bun crop has to be picked."
"Let your wife and children do the picking," said Ann.
"But I'm a man of great importance, Your Majesty," he
"For that reason you shall be one of my Generals, and wear a
cocked hat with gold braid, and curl your mustaches and clank a
long sword," she promised.
So he consented, although sorely against his will, and the Queen
walked on to the next cottage. Here lived Jo Cone, so called
because the trees in his orchard bore crops of excellent ice-cream
"Jo," said Ann, "I am going to conquer the world, and you must
join my Army."
"Excuse me, please," said Jo Cone. "I am a bad fighter. My good
wife conquered me years ago, for she can fight better than I. Take
her, Your Majesty, instead of me, and I'll bless you for the
"This must be an army of men—fierce, ferocious warriors,"
declared Ann, looking sternly upon the mild little man.
"And you will leave my wife here in Oogaboo?" he asked.
"Yes; and make you a General."
"I'll go," said Jo Cone, and Ann went on to the cottage of Jo
Clock, who had an orchard of clock-trees. This man at first
insisted that he would not join the army, but Queen Ann's promise
to make him a General finally won his consent.
"How many Generals are there in your army?" he asked.
"Four, so far," replied Ann.
"And how big will the army be?" was his next question.
"I intend to make every one of the eighteen men in Oogaboo join
it," she said.
"Then four Generals are enough," announced Jo Clock. "I advise
you to make the rest of them Colonels."
Ann tried to follow his advice. The next four men she
visited—who were Jo Plum, Jo Egg, Jo Banjo and Jo Cheese, named
after the trees in their orchards—she made Colonels of her Army;
but the fifth one, Jo Nails, said Colonels and Generals were
getting to be altogether too common in the Army of Oogaboo and he
preferred to be a Major. So Jo Nails, Jo Cake, Jo Ham and Jo
Stockings were all four made Majors, while the next four—Jo
Sandwich, Jo Padlocks, Jo Sundae and Jo Buttons—were appointed
Captains of the Army.
But now Queen Ann was in a quandary. There remained but two
other men in all Oogaboo, and if she made these two Lieutenants,
while there were four Captains, four Majors, four Colonels and four
Generals, there was likely to be jealousy in her army, and perhaps
mutiny and desertions.
One of these men, however, was Jo Candy, and he would not go at
all. No promises could tempt him, nor could threats move him. He
said he must remain at home to harvest his crop of jackson-balls,
lemon-drops, bonbons and chocolate-creams. Also he had large fields
of crackerjack and buttered pop corn to be mowed and threshed, and
he was determined not to disappoint the children of Oogaboo by
going away to conquer the world and so let the candy crop
Finding Jo Candy so obstinate, Queen Ann let him have his own
way and continued her journey to the house of the eighteenth and
last man in Oogaboo, who was a young fellow named Jo Files. This
Files had twelve trees which bore steel files of various sorts; but
also he had nine book-trees, on which grew a choice selection of
story-books. In case you have never seen books growing upon trees,
I will explain that those in Jo Files' orchard were enclosed in
broad green husks which, when fully ripe, turned to a deep red
color. Then the books were picked and husked and were ready to
read. If they were picked too soon, the stories were found to be
confused and uninteresting and the spelling bad. However, if
allowed to ripen perfectly, the stories were fine reading and the
spelling and grammar excellent.
Files freely gave his books to all who wanted them, but the
people of Oogaboo cared little for books and so he had to read most
of them himself, before they spoiled. For, as you probably know, as
soon as the books were read the words disappeared and the leaves
withered and faded—which is the worst fault of all books which grow
When Queen Ann spoke to this young man Files, who was both
intelligent and ambitious, he said he thought it would be great fun
to conquer the world. But he called her attention to the fact that
he was far superior to the other men of her army. Therefore, he
would not be one of her Generals or Colonels or Majors or Captains,
but claimed the honor of being sole Private.
Ann did not like this idea at all.
"I hate to have a Private Soldier in my army," she said;
"they're so common. I am told that Princess Ozma once had a private
soldier, but she made him her Captain-General, which is good
evidence that the private was unnecessary."
"Ozma's army doesn't fight," returned Files; "but your army must
fight like fury in order to conquer the world. I have read in my
books that it is always the private soldiers who do the fighting,
for no officer is ever brave enough to face the foe. Also, it
stands to reason that your officers must have some one to command
and to issue their orders to; therefore I'll be the one. I long to
slash and slay the enemy and become a hero. Then, when we return to
Oogaboo, I'll take all the marbles away from the children and melt
them up and make a marble statue of myself for all to look upon and
Ann was much pleased with Private Files. He seemed indeed to be
such a warrior as she needed in her enterprise, and her hopes of
success took a sudden bound when Files told her he knew where a
gun-tree grew and would go there at once and pick the ripest and
biggest musket the tree bore.