"
So the Elephant was carried up to the attic. It was a queer, old, dusty
place, and when the Elephant had been put on the floor, with some other
toys, Mr. Dunn went downstairs and closed the door.
At first the Elephant did not know where he was. But he soon saw the
moonlight streaming in through a window, and he noticed the other toys
about him.
"Hello, there! Who are you?" asked a creaking voice, and near the
Elephant a big wheel of wood began slowly turning. "Anybody want a
ride?" asked the Wheel. "I'm a spinner, I am, and I'm making believe I'm
a Merry-Go-Round! Any one want a ride?"
"Dear me! What a strange place an attic is," thought the Stuffed
Elephant. "It isn't as nice as the toy shop, but still maybe I can have
some fun. I wonder if I could ride on that wheel? I'm afraid I'm too
big. But I could try. I may never have another chance, and----"
But before the Elephant could ask the Spinning Wheel how to get on, all
at once there was a banging noise in one corner of the attic, and a
voice cried:
"Make way! Stand aside! Here I come!"
"My! I wonder who this is. Not a Lion I hope," thought the Elephant.
CHAPTER IV
CHRISTMAS FUN
Since there were no real persons up in the attic--no boys or girls or
grown folks--to spy around, the toys and other things in the dusty top
of the house could do as they pleased.
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