The sleigh stopped as Santa Claus
shouted, and then, all at once, the Nodding Donkey felt himself shooting
out of the hole in the bag. Into a deep snowdrift he fell, and there he
stuck, head down and feet up in the air!
CHAPTER III
THE JOLLY STORE
"Dear me," thought the Nodding Donkey to himself, as he felt the cold,
chilly snow all about him, "this is most dreadful! I hope Santa Claus
has not become angry with me and sent me back to the North Pole. I did
so much want to go down to Earth and be in a big store for Christmas. I
hope I'm not back at the North Pole."
The Nodding Donkey said this aloud, and, as he spoke, he wobbled his
head from side to side and tried to turn over so he could stand on his
feet.
"Here! Don't do that!" suddenly whispered a voice in one of the Donkey's
large ears. "Don't you know it isn't allowed for you to move when any
one is looking at you?"
"I didn't know any one was looking at me," the Nodding Donkey answered.
"I thought Santa Claus had tossed me back to the North Pole."
"Hush! No! Nothing like that has happened," the voice went on, and, by
turning his loose head to one side, the Nodding Donkey saw that a large
Jumping Jack was whispering to him.
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