<h2 class="no-break">The Flight of the Flamingoes</h2>
<p>After the Princess had left them, John Dough
said to the King: "What is to become of Chick
and of me? We cannot stay with you always."</p>
<p>"I hardly know," answered the Beaver Fairy.
"Is there any place you especially desire to visit?"</p>
<p>"No special place is known to me," said the
gingerbread man.</p>
<p>"It doesn't matter where we go, so long as we
keep going," added the practical Chick.</p>
<p>"You have been very kind to us," continued
John, "and we may rely upon your friendship.
Since you possess such wonderful fairy powers,
perhaps you will assist us to leave this island and
get out into the world again, where we may seek
new adventures."</p>
<p>"It shall be as you wish," promised the King.
"But I must think of a way for you to leave my
palace in perfect safety. Chick is in no great
<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_274" id="Page_274">[Pg 274]</SPAN></span>danger, but should Black Ooboo or the terrible
Arab chance to capture you, they would cut your
gingerbread to bits in no time, and you would be
ruined. For this reason it will be best for you to
leave this island as quickly as possible."</p>
<p>John readily agreed to this, and the King
remained silent for several minutes, engaged in
deep thought. Then he said:</p>
<p>"I believe I know a way to save you, John
Dough. But I must have your permission to cut
you into nine pieces."</p>
<p>"What good will I be when cut into pieces?"
asked John, somewhat alarmed at the suggestion.</p>
<div class="figleft"> <ANTIMG src="images/274.jpg" alt="What good will I be when cut into pieces?" style="width: 100%" /></div>
<p>"Do not fear," said the beaver. "I promise to
<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_275" id="Page_275">[Pg 275]</SPAN></span>again restore you to your present form. The
Mifkets have placed spies all about our dam, and
if you attempted to walk away from here they
would soon discover you. Therefore I will cut
you into nine pieces, wrap each piece in a bit of
cloth, and send the parcels by my beavers along
different paths to the top of the hill where Para
Bruin lives. There the bear and Chick can put
you together again, for the child will have no
trouble in reaching the bear's cage. After the nine
parts are in place I will give you a magic cordial to
drink; it will render your body as solid and
substantial as it is now."</p>
<p>"But how can we escape from the island, once
we have reached Para Bruin's cave?" asked John.</p>
<p>"The Flamingo people owe me many favors,"
answered the King. "You do not weigh much, so
I will ask one of the flamingoes to fly with you to
some other country. It will take two of the birds
to carry Chick; but, if the child is not afraid, the
journey will be perfectly safe."</p>
<p>"I'm not afraid," said Chick. "Anything suits
me."</p>
<p>"I think your plan is an excellent one," declared
John, "and we are both greatly obliged to your
Majesty for your kindness."</p>
<p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_276" id="Page_276">[Pg 276]</SPAN></span></p>
<p>So the King brought a great knife, and with the
assistance of Chick, who was much interested in
the operation, cut John Dough into nine pieces.
These were wrapped into packages and eight
beavers were summoned, who carried eight of the
packages through secret passages to the forest and
then up the mountain-side to the cave of Para
Bruin. The ninth package, containing the head
of John Dough, the King undertook to carry himself,
and although the Mifket spies of Black Ooboo
noticed the nine beavers carrying packages up the
hillside, they paid little attention to them, never
suspecting that
in this queer
fashion the
gingerbread
man was making
his escape.</p>
<div class="figright"> <ANTIMG src="images/276.jpg" alt="The ninth package, containing the head of John Dough..." style="width: 100%" /></div>
<p>And Chick
walked boldly
along the river
bank and up
the hill to
meet Para
Bruin, who
hugged the
<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_277" id="Page_277">[Pg 277]</SPAN></span>child joyfully in his rubber arms, and tried to lick
the plump cheeks with his pink rubber tongue.
The Mifkets were puzzled by Chick's appearance,
and wondered where the little one had come from;
but they did not offer to interfere with the child in
any way.</p>
<p>It was not long before the Beaver King reached
the bear's cave and laid the ninth package, containing
John's head, beside the other eight, which had
already arrived.</p>
<p>"What's all this?" asked Para Bruin, eying the
packages with much surprise.</p>
<p>"Be patient and you will see," replied the King,
and then unwrapped John's head. When the
bear saw it he uttered a groan and exclaimed:</p>
<p>"Alas! my poor friend has come to a sad end!"</p>
<p>"Not so," answered John's head. "The Fairy
Beaver has cut me apart, but he has promised to
put me together again, so that I will be as good as
new. And you must assist us, friend Para."</p>
<p>"Most willingly!" declared the bear.</p>
<p>Then, under the King's direction, Para Bruin
and Chick set up John's legs, and placed the sections
of his body upon them, and afterward perched
his head upon the body. John expected to tumble
down at any moment, for he was just like a house
<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_278" id="Page_278">[Pg 278]</SPAN></span>of blocks that a child builds, and every one knows
how easily that falls apart; but he kept as still as
possible, and at length all the nine parts of him
were in their proper places.</p>
<p>Then the King handed a small silver flask to the
child, and told Chick to pour the contents into
John's mouth—just between the candy teeth.
Chick, by standing on tiptoe, was able to do this,
and John drank the cordial to the last drop. He
seemed to feel it penetrate and spread through all
his gingerbread body; and, as it did so, every one
of the cut places became solid again, and presently
John took a step forward, looked himself over, and
found he was indeed as good as new.</p>
<div class="figleft"> <ANTIMG src="images/278.jpg" alt="John drank the cordial to the last drop." style="width: 100%" /></div>
<p>"That cordial is
great stuff," he said
to the King. "It's
almost as powerful
as the Great Elixir
itself."</p>
<p>"It is an excellent
remedy for cuts,"
replied the King,
"and as you are so
crumbly and unsubstantial
I will give
<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_279" id="Page_279">[Pg 279]</SPAN></span>you another bottle of it, so that if you ever meet
with an accident you may drink the cordial and
recover." He handed John another silver flask
containing the wonderful liquid, which John
accepted with much gratitude.</p>
<p>"Now I must leave you," said the King. "The
flamingoes have promised to send her their strongest
flyers to bear you and the Incubator Baby to another
land, so I believe you will both live to encounter
many further adventures."</p>
<p>Chick and John again thanked the kind beaver
for all the favors they had received, and then the
King and his people returned to their beautiful
palace, and left the gingerbread man and the
cheerful Cherub and Para Bruin alone upon the
mountain-top.</p>
<p>"What has become of the Princess?" asked
the bear.</p>
<p>John told him the story of her escape, and
Para said:</p>
<p>"Well, I'm glad the dear child was able to
rejoin her parents; but this island will be a dreary
place without her. I wish I could leave it as
easily as you and Chick can."</p>
<p>"Perhaps," said John, "the flamingoes will also
carry you."</p>
<p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_280" id="Page_280">[Pg 280]</SPAN></span></p>
<p>"Do you think so?" asked Para, eagerly.</p>
<p>"I'll ask them about it, for I understand their
language," promised John; and this so delighted
the rubber bear that he bounded up and down
in glee.</p>
<p>Before long four great birds were seen approaching
through the air, and soon they alighted upon
the mountain close to where our friends stood.</p>
<p>"We were sent to carry a gingerbread man and
a fair-haired child away from this island," said one
of the birds, in a squeaky voice.</p>
<p>"I am the gingerbread man," replied John,
speaking as the flamingoes did; "and here is the
fair-haired child. But we also wish you to carry
our friend Para Bruin with us. One of you can
carry me, and two can carry Chick. That will
leave the fourth to fly with Para Bruin, if you will
kindly consent."</p>
<p>"What, that monstrous bear!" exclaimed one of
the birds, indignantly.</p>
<p>"He's large, it is true," replied John; "but he's
made of rubber, and is hollow inside; so he really
doesn't weigh much more than I do."</p>
<p>"Well," said the flamingo, "if that is the case
I do not object to carrying him."</p>
<p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_281" id="Page_281">[Pg 281]</SPAN></span></p>
<div class="figcenter"><SPAN href="images/281.jpg"> <ANTIMG src="images/281_th.jpg" alt="" style="width: 50%" /></SPAN> <div class="caption"> <p class="center">"NICE RIDE, ISN'T IT?"</p>
</div>
</div>
<p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_282" id="Page_282">[Pg 282]</SPAN></span></p>
<p>John related this conversation to the bear, who
was overjoyed at the thought of getting away from
the island.</p>
<p>A stout cord had been tied to the feet of each
of the flamingoes, and John now proceeded to
fasten the loose end of one of the cords around
his own body, tying it in a firm knot, so it would
not come undone and let him drop. The cords
hanging from the two birds that were to carry the
Cherub were tied together in a hard knot, and
thus formed a swing in which the child sat quite
comfortably. Para Bruin now tied himself to the
fourth flamingo, and the preparations were complete.</p>
<p>"Are you ready?" asked the leader of the
flamingoes.</p>
<p>"Yes," said John.</p>
<p>"Where do you wish to be taken?"</p>
<p>"We don't much care," replied the gingerbread
man. "Let us get to some island where there are
no Mifkets. As for Ali Dubh, he will be obliged
to stay here with his friend Black Ooboo, and once
I am away from these shores I shall be sure he can
never eat me."</p>
<p>So the big birds flew into the air, carrying with
them the gingerbread man and the fair-haired
child and the rubber bear, and so swift was their
<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_283" id="Page_283">[Pg 283]</SPAN></span>flight that in a few moments the island of the
Mifkets had vanished from their view.</p>
<p>"Nice ride, isn't it?" Chick called to John.</p>
<p>"Rather nice," answered the gingerbread man.
"But this cord is so tight it's wearing a crease in
my body."</p>
<p>"What a pity you are not made of rubber, as I
am!" said the bear, cheerfully. "Nothing ever
injures me in the least. I'm practically indestructible."</p>
<p>"How are you getting on, Chick?" asked John.</p>
<p>"Fine!" answered the Cherub. "This knocks
Imar's flying-machine into a cocked hat."</p>
<p>Then for a time they sailed on in silence, dangling
from the ends of their cords, while the strong
wings of the flamingoes beat the air with regular
strokes just above their heads.</p>
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