was so warm and cozy under the
blanket that the Elephant almost fell asleep. He wanted to talk to the
other toys, and tell them what had happened, but he did not dare do this
with Mr. Dunn on the front seat.

At last the car turned into the drive of a handsome country place. Mr.
Dunn tooted the horn, a door of the house opened, letting out a stream
of light, and a boy's voice cried:

"You're late, Daddy!"

"Yes, I ran into a snowdrift. But now listen to me, Archie! You go
inside and keep out of the way until I bring in some things."

"Oh, Daddy! What you going to bring in?" cried a small boy.

"Never mind now. They aren't for you to see--just yet. Besides, they are
covered with snow, for some came in through the broken window, and I
don't want you to catch cold. Go hide yourself, Archie, until I call you
to come."

Archie laughed and went into another room, away from the front hall, and
then Mr. Dunn carried in many bundles, including the Stuffed Elephant,
which was not closely wrapped in paper, as were some of the others.

"Oh! From Santa Claus! For Archie!" whispered Mrs. Dunn.

"Hush!" cautioned her husband. "He might hear! I'll take the things up
to the attic to stay there until Santa Claus says it's time to put them
under the tree at Christmas."

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

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