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Toward evening, when the lights had just been set aglow, the Nodding Donkey saw, coming toward the window, a little lame boy. He had to walk on crutches, and with him was a lady who had hold of his arm.

“Oh, Mother, look at the new toys!” cried the lame boy. “And see that Donkey! Why, he’s shaking his head at me! Look, he’s making his head go up and down! I guess he thinks I asked you if you’d buy him for me, and he’s saying ‘yes’; isn’t he, Mother?”

“Perhaps,” answered the lady. “Would you like that Nodding Donkey for Christmas, Joe?”

“Oh, I just would!” cried the lame boy. “Let’s go in and look at him. Maybe I can hold him in my hands! Oh, I’d just love that Nodding Donkey!”

CHAPTER VI

A NEW HOME

For a minute or two longer the lame boy and his mother stood in front of the show window of the toy shop of Mr. Horatio Mugg and his two daughters. The lame boy looked at the Nodding Donkey and the Nodding Donkey bobbed his head in such a funny fashion that the lame boy smiled.

“I’m glad I could make him do that,” thought the Donkey. “He doesn’t look so sad when he smiles. I wonder what is the matter with him that he walks in such a funny way?”

Of course the Nodding Donkey did not know what it meant to be lame. His own wooden legs were straight and stiff, and he did not need crutches, as did the lame boy.

“Be sure it is the Nodding Donkey you want, and not some other toy,” said the boy’s mother, as they looked at the things in the window.

“Yes, Mother, I’d rather have him than anything else,” the boy answered, and into the store they went. Mr. Mugg came out from behind the counter.

“Would you like to look at some toys?” asked the storekeeper.

“My little boy thinks he would like the Nodding Donkey in the window,” said the lady, whose name was Mrs. Richmond.

“Ah, yes, that is a very fine toy!” said Mr. Mugg, with a smile for the lame boy. “It is one of the very latest from the shop of Santa Claus. Geraldine, please show the boy the Nodding Donkey,” Mr. Mugg called, and as Joe, the lame boy, walked along with Miss Geraldine, Mr. Mugg said to Mrs. Richmond:

“I am very sorry to see that your boy has to go on crutches.”

“Yes, his father and I feel very sad about it,” Joe’s mother answered. “We have already had the doctors do almost everything they can to cure him, but now we fear he must have another and worse operation. I dread it, and that is why I would get him almost anything to make him happy. He seemed very pleased with the Nodding Donkey.”

“I’m sure Joe will like that toy,” said Mr. Mugg.

And when Joe had the wooden animal in his hands, and saw how much faster the head nodded at him, the lame boy smiled and said:

“Oh, this is the nicest toy I ever had!”

“I am glad you like it,” said the storekeeper. “Geraldine, please wrap up the Nodding Donkey for Joe.”

All this while the Nodding Donkey had said nothing, of course, and he had done nothing, except to shake his head. He took one last look around the toy store as he was being wrapped up in paper by Miss Geraldine. The Nodding Donkey saw the Jack in the Box and the China Cat peering at him.

“I wish I might say good-by to them,” thought the four-legged toy, “but I suppose it isn’t allowed. I shall be lonesome without them.”

The China Cat wished she might wave her paw, or even the tip of her tail, at her friend, the Nodding Donkey, and the Jack in the Box did seem to nod a farewell, but perhaps that was because he was on a spring, and could move so easily. As for the China Cat, she had to keep straight and stiff.