"
"Oh, it is nice!" said the lady. "Would you rather have that than your
Jack in the Box, Robert?" she asked the little boy.
The boy stood first on one foot and then on the other. He looked first
at the Jack in the Box and then at the Donkey.
"They are both nice," he said; "but I think I would rather have the
Jack. I'll have the Donkey next Christmas."
The Jack in the Box was set aside with the Cloth Doll, and then the lady
and the little boy and girl passed on. But all that day there were many
other boys and girls who came into the store to look at the toys. Some
only came to look, while others, as before, bought the things they
wanted, or had them set aside for Christmas.
After a while it began to grow dark in the store, just as it had grown
dark in the workshop of Santa Claus.
"Now I will soon be able to move about and talk to the other toys,"
thought the Nodding Donkey. But this was not to be--just yet.
"Turn on the lights, Angelina," called Mr. Mugg to his daughter, and
soon the store was glowing brightly.
"Hum! It seems they work at night here, as well as by day," thought the
Nodding Donkey. "It was not so at North Pole Land. But it is very
jolly, and I like it."
During the evening, when the lights were glowing, many other customers
came in, but there were not so many boys and girls.
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