her," said the Lamb on Wheels to herself. "I am to be taken away by this
sailor--away out to sea. I never could stand sailing, anyhow. Oh, dear!
why do I have to go?"

"Does she squeak?" asked the sailor of the clerk, as he held the Lamb in
his hands.

"Oh, no. She isn't that kind of Lamb," answered the clerk, with a laugh.
"She is just a Lamb on Wheels, and she has real wool on her back and
sides and legs. She does not squeak or go baa-a-a-a, and if you want her
to move you have to pull her along."

"Well, I was going to get a Lamb that squeaked," went on the sailor,
"but I suppose this one will do just as well."

"We have a Calico Clown who bangs his cymbals together when you press on
his stomach or chest," said the girl. "See this toy! Maybe you would
like this!"

She picked up the Calico Clown in his gaily colored suit, and, pressing
on him in the middle, she made him bang his cymbals together.

"That is a jolly toy," said the sailor. "Let me see it."

He took up the Calico Clown, and did as the girl clerk had done.

"Bing! Bang! Bung!" went the cymbals.

"Oh, I hope he buys me," thought the Clown. "I should love to go to sea
on a ship."