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“A new chap–a Stuffed Elephant,” answered a Jumping Jack, who wore a blue and yellow cap.

“A Stuffed Elephant! Let me see him! I never heard of such a creature!” brayed the Nodding Donkey, and he slid along the shelf to get a better view.

For it was the mystic hour when the Make Believe toys could pretend to be alive–when they could move about and talk.

“Here I am, right over here!” trumpeted the Stuffed Elephant, and if Miss Geraldine and Miss Angelina, or even Mr. Mugg, could have heard him they would have been very much surprised.

“Oh, you have two tails!” cried the Nodding Donkey.

“No, only one,” said the Stuffed Elephant. “The other is my trunk. It really is a long nose, but it is called a trunk.”

“Is there anything inside it?” asked a Calico Clown.

“Nothing but air–I breathe through my trunk,” the Stuffed Elephant answered. “But I, myself, am filled with the very best cotton, lots and lots of it! Have you cotton inside you?” he asked the Donkey.

“No, I’m wood clear through,” was the reply. “But as long as you are a new toy, let me welcome you among us. We are glad to see you. What is the latest news from the land of Santa Claus?”

“Well, let me see. So many things happen up there that I hardly know where to start to tell you about them,” replied the Stuffed Elephant. “In the first place—-“

“I’m stuffed, too!” suddenly interrupted a high, squeaky voice. “Only I’m stuffed with sawdust. Here I am, over here!”

“Yes, Miss Sawdust Doll, we see you,” brayed the Nodding Donkey. “But please don’t interrupt the Stuffed Elephant. He is going to tell us about Santa Claus, and I want to hear, as it is some time since I came from the North Pole.”

“Well, I can tell you as well as that Stuffed Elephant can,” went on the squeaky Sawdust Doll. “I came from Santa Claus’s shop in the same box with him.”

“You’re not the first Sawdust Doll, though. She was bought by a little girl named Dorothy, I’ve heard said,” remarked a rubber dog.

“Yes, that’s right,” said the Nodding Donkey. “And her brother Dick had a White Rocking Horse. But as long as the Stuffed Elephant kindly offered first to tell us the latest news from the North Pole, I think it would be only polite to let him finish.”

“Oh, of course–yes!” squeaked the new Sawdust Doll.

“Well,” began the creature with the trunk and tusks, “I think I will tell you—-“

But just then there was a whirring noise at the end of the shelf, and a little voice cried:

“Oh, save me, somebody! Please save me! I’m wound up too tight, and my wheels are running away with me! I’ll run to the edge of the shelf and fall off! Save me, somebody, please!”

A Rolling Mouse, that could run across the room on wheels when wound up, dashed along the toy shelf. As she had said, she was in danger of falling off. Straight toward the Stuffed Elephant ran the Rolling Mouse, squeaking in fright.

“I’ll save you! I’ll save you!” trumpeted the big toy. “Don’t be afraid, Miss Mouse! I’ll save you!”

He uncoiled his long nose of a trunk, and stretched it out toward the Rolling Mouse.

CHAPTER II

THE MAN AND THE ELEPHANT

“Catch me! Save me! Catch me before I fall off the shelf and break to pieces!” squeaked the Rolling Mouse.

“Don’t be afraid! I’m right here!” trumpeted the Stuffed Elephant.

On his sturdy legs, big and round and stuffed with cotton, the Elephant stepped to the edge of the shelf. As quickly as the China Cat could blink her eyes, the Elephant reached across with the tip of his trunk and caught the Rolling Mouse just as she was going to slip over the edge of the shelf.

Holding her very gently, so as not to squeeze the breath out of the Mouse, the Elephant lifted the tiny creature up in the air, keeping her there until her spring ran down. Then, in a spirit of fun, he reached around and set the Mouse down on his broad back.