. Dunn to see his way.

Soon he was back again at the same drift which had made him turn about
and take another road.

"Now to find that Elephant," said Mr. Dunn.

All this while the Stuffed Elephant had been trying to wiggle out of the
snowdrift. But, not being used to such work, he was not having very good
luck. The snow was soft, and the more he wiggled the deeper in he sank.

"Oh, dear!" sighed the poor Elephant. "What am I going to do? The
snowflakes are getting in my trunk! And they tickle me and make me want
to sneeze. It's no fun to be in a snowdrift. I used to like to look at
them through the window in the shop of Santa Claus, but they're prettier
to look at than to be in.

"If only a lot of the Nodding Donkeys and four or five of the White
Rocking Horses were here now, they could pull me out of this drift,"
went on the Elephant. "But they aren't, and I'll have to help myself. I
wonder if I gave a trumpet or two through my trunk whether that would do
any good?"

He was just about to try it when, all at once, he heard a noise.

"That sounds like an automobile," thought the Elephant. "I daren't move
or trumpet if any real folks are around. I'll have to stay quiet and
then--oh, then I'll sink deeper into the snow!"

Just then a man's voice said:

"It was right here I ran into the drift. The Elephant must be somewhere
about here."

Dazzling lights shone in the Elephant's one eye that was not in the
drift. He saw a big auto come to a stop just the other side of the
snowdrift. And Mr. Dunn, for he it was, jumped out.

"Oh, now I'll be all right, I guess!" joyfully thought the poor
Elephant.

Mr. Dunn stalked through the snow, until he was close to the drift. The
headlights on the car made it almost as bright as if the moon had shone.

"Ah, there he is!" cried Archie's father.

A moment later he caught hold of one of the Elephant's hind legs and
pulled him from the drift.

"Here's Archie's Elephant!" exclaimed Mr. Dunn. "Not hurt a bit! Only
some snow on him, but that will brush off. I'm glad that man at the
garage saw my open door, or I'd never have known I had lost the
Elephant. Now for home!"

A moment later the Elephant was put back into the auto with the other
Christmas toys.

"I'll cover them with a blanket to keep the snow from blowing in on them
through the broken window," said Mr. Dunn to himself. The Elephant was
glad of this, for he felt very cold.

Then back started the auto, and it