And the noise was made by the
motor, or engine, of the car, working its best to force the car ahead.
The glass window of the automobile had broken as it tipped to one side,
a piece of ice flying through.
And it was through the broken window that the Stuffed Elephant had been
tossed, right out into a snowdrift!
"Oh, but it's so cold! So cold!" said the Elephant, shivering.
Of course it was cold up at the North Pole where Santa Claus has his
workshop, and there was more snow and ice than near Archie's home. But
up there the Elephant had been inside the warm shop, just as he had been
kept in the warm toy store, and, until a few minutes ago, in the warm
auto.
"Well, I guess I'll have to back up and go around another way," said Mr.
Dunn, after a while. "I can't make my machine go through that snowdrift.
No use trying! I'll upset if I do! Hello, one of the windows is broken,
too! I'm sorry about that, but I can go on with a broken window, which I
couldn't do if I had a broken wheel. And I guess the toys won't take
cold. Yes, I must back up and go home by another road."
Starting the car slowly, Mr. Dunn backed it out of the drift. The front
wheels and the radiator, where the water is, were covered with masses
of white flakes, but aside from the broken window no damage had been
done.
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