hant. "I don't want to stay here alone! It is dark, and no human
eyes can see me moving. I must get out!"

He struggled and wiggled, but he seemed to be sinking deeper into the
snow instead of getting out. Down, down, down into the white flakes sank
the poor Stuffed Elephant, farther and farther, down--down--down----

Knowing nothing of having lost the fine new Elephant out of his auto,
Mr. Dunn went along by an easier road, where there were not so many
drifts. He was driving past a garage when a man outside called:

"Hey, mister! Your car door is open!"

"I guess you mean the window is broken, don't you?" asked Archie's
father. "I know about that, thank you. I ran into a drift."

"No, your door is wide open, and is swinging to and fro," the garage man
went on. "It may bang against something and break off. Wait a minute and
I'll close it for you."

Mr. Dunn had slowed his car as the man called to him, and now he brought
it to a stop.

"So the door is open, is it?" Mr. Dunn asked. "Well, that's too bad. I
didn't know about that. It must have come open after the glass was
broken. And if the door is open some of the things may have fallen out.
I'd better get down and take a look."

And no sooner had Mr. Dunn looked within the car than he cried:

"The Elephant is gone!"

"Elephant!" exclaimed the garage man. "Elephant?"

"Surely! An Elephant I was taking home to my boy Archie," went on Mr.
Dunn. "I had the Elephant in the car and----"

"Oh, my!" cried the garage man, backing away, and nearly falling into a
snowdrift himself. "Do you mean to tell me you had an _elephant_ in that
machine?"

"Oh, I see what you're thinking of! You mean a real elephant, and I'm
speaking of the Stuffed Elephant that I bought in the toy store. It's a
toy Elephant that is lost," Mr. Dunn explained.

"Oh, that's different!" laughed the man. "I was wondering how a real
elephant could get inside your car--unless he was a baby one."

"No, this was a toy one," said Mr. Dunn. "And I think I know where he
must have slipped out--back at the big drift where I broke the glass of
the door, trying to smash my way through. I'll go back there and see if
I can find Archie's Christmas present."

Back through the storm drove Mr. Dunn. The snow was coming down thicker
and faster, and the wind was piling it into more drifts. It was dark,
too, but the headlights on the car made the road bright enough,
especially on account of the white snow, for Mr