I kinda feel like Scraps to-day, full of rhymes and jingles.
I feel that way
When I think of you and the folks I’ve met in Oz and the
letters I’m sure to get
When you’ve read this book. Three cheers! Hurray!
I’m looking for letters. Looking right your way!
RUTH PLUMLY THOMPSON
254 S. Farragut Terrace,
West Philadelphia, Penna.
May, 1927.
This Book Is Dedicated to My Nephew Richard Shuff Thompson, Jr.