But when he heard his
sister's sobs he made up his mind to be brave and try to help her.
Archie was so excited that he still held up the sliding door of the oat
bin, and the grains kept on sliding down the chute, carrying with them
the Elephant and Doll, though now the toys were not in sight.
"Come on downstairs and get my Doll!" begged Elsie, tugging at her
brother's hand. "Come on and get your Elephant and my Doll."
"Yes, we'd better do that," Archie agreed.
Then he saw that he was still holding open the little door in the oat
bin, so that pecks and bushels of the grains were still sliding down the
chute.
"I'd better close that, or the Elephant and the Doll will be buried away
down under so many oats they'll never get out," said the little boy.
He let go the handle that they had pulled to raise the door, and it
dropped shut, thus preventing any more oats from sliding down the chute.
Then he took Elsie's hand and hurried toward the stairs that led to the
lower floor of the barn.
Meanwhile, as you have guessed, the Elephant and the Doll were not
having a very good time. At first, when the Elephant felt himself fall
in with the sliding oats, he did not know what had happened.
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