"If we used money to buy things with, instead of love and kindness and the desire to please one another, then we should be no better than the rest of the world," declared the Tin Woodman.
"Oh, Toto--you're there too!" she exclaimed; and sure enough there was the tin figure of Toto lying at the tin Dorothy's feet.
Aunt Em found, to her satisfaction, that Dorothy's promise was more than fulfilled; for, although the Tin Woodman had no appetite of his own, he respected the appetites of his guests and saw that they were bountifully fed.
The walks were all paved with sheets of tin, brightly polished, and there were tin fountains and tin statues here and there among the trees.
Both Dorothy and the Scarecrow had been greatly interested in the story of the Tin Woodman, and now they knew why he was so anxious to get a new heart.
To be sure neither the Woodman nor the Scarecrow ever ate anything, but she was not made of tin nor straw, and could not live unless she was fed.
"It will require quick work, if we escape the blow," said the Tin Woodman, with a shake of his head.
That was an idea for the Tin Woodman to follow, and he also crossed in safety while the great hammer was in the air.
"The Tin Woodman's castle is in the southern part of the Winkie Country, and so it can't be a great way from here."
The Winkie Country was really beautiful, and across the fields they could see afar the silvery sheen of the tin castle.
"Don't be foolish," advised the Tin Woodman, "or you may be sorry for it."
There was no way to get the creature out without breaking the vase, so the Tin Woodman smashed it with his axe and set the little prisoner free.