"Besides," he said, "something might happen to my trunk." He was very
proud of his trunk and his tusks, was the Stuffed Elephant.
Several days passed, during which the toys had to remain hidden in the
attic, waiting for Christmas. They did not mind it, however, as they
were left to themselves and could have fun.
At last, however, Christmas eve came, and when the house was quiet and
still, when Santa Claus was on his way flying over the chimneys with his
sleigh and eight reindeer, the Stuffed Elephant and the other toys were
carried down to the parlor and placed beneath the Christmas tree.
And when Christmas morning came Archie Dunn came racing downstairs, in
his little pajamas, crying:
"Merry Christmas! Merry Christmas! What did Santa Claus leave for me?"
"Go and look," replied his mother.
When Archie saw all his toys, but especially the Stuffed Elephant, the
little boy shouted and clapped his hands for joy and cried:
"Oh, what a lovely Christmas! Oh, I always wanted a Stuffed Elephant,
and now I have it! Oh, what a fine, big Elephant you are!"
He threw his arms around the stuffed creature's neck and hugged him so
hard that the cotton stuffing almost oozed out of the Elephant's ears.
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