I must call father to come and look at him. He will make
a lovely present for some boy or girl--I mean this Stuffed Elephant will
make a lovely present, not our father!" and Miss Angelina Mugg smiled at
her sister across the big packing box of Christmas toys they were
opening in their father's store.
"Oh, no! Of course we wouldn't want father to be given away as a toy!"
laughed Geraldine. "But this Stuffed Elephant--oh, I just love him!"
Miss Geraldine Mugg caught up the rather large toy animal and hugged it
tightly in her arms.
"Be careful!" called her sister. "You may break him!"
"Oh, he's just a Stuffed Elephant!" laughed Geraldine. "I mean he hasn't
any works inside him to wind up. He's just full of cotton! But I am
beginning to like him more than I care for some of the toys that do wind
up. I almost wish I were small again, so I could have this Elephant for
myself!"
"He is nice," admitted Angelina.
"Well, I'm glad they like me," thought the Stuffed Elephant to himself,
for just now he was not allowed to speak out loud or move around, as the
Make Believe toys could do at certain times. But these times were when
no eyes of boys, girls, men or women were looking.
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