about for such a tool."

So they wandered among the bushes and finally came to
a shallow pool of water, formed by a small bubbling
spring. Dorothy stooped to get a drink and discovered
in the water a green crab, about as big as her hand.
The crab had two big, sharp claws, and as soon as
Dorothy saw them she had an idea that those claws could
save them.

"Come out of the water," she called to the crab; "I
want to talk to you."

Rather lazily the crab rose to the surface and caught
hold of a bit of rock. With his head above the water he
said in a cross voice:

"What do you want?"

"We want you to cut the web of the purple spiders
with your claws, so we can get through it," answered
Dorothy. "You can do that, can't you?"

"I suppose so," replied the crab. "But if I do what
will you give me?"

"What do you wish?" Ozma inquired.

"I wish to be white, instead of green," said the
crab. "Green crabs are very common, and white ones are