The Story of a Nodding Donkey by Laura Lee Hope
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page 35 of 83 (42%)
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"Indeed I am not going to fall!" brayed the Donkey. "Who is he, anyhow?" he whispered to the China Cat. "That's the Policeman I was telling you about," was the answer. "Here he comes now!" And suddenly the Policeman's voice went on, saying: "Come now! Move along! Don't block up the sidewalk! Move on! Don't loiter here!" The Nodding Donkey looked to one side and there he saw a toy Policeman, dressed just as a real one would be, with blue coat, brass buttons, a white helmet and a club that swung on the end of a leather string. The Policeman walked along, for he could do that when a spring inside him was wound up. And as he walked he swung his club to and fro, and said, just like a real policeman: "Come now, move along! Don't block up the sidewalk." Then he added, in a different tone: "There is no accident now, but if that Nodding Donkey would only fall off the shelf we might have one." "Indeed, and I'm not going to fall off the shelf just for fun!" brayed the Donkey. "Oh, aren't you? Then we must make fun in some other way," said the toy Policeman. "How are you feeling?" and with that he jumped up on the shelf beside the Donkey and tickled him in the ribs with the club. |
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