VII THE LAMB CARRIED AWAY

VIII SAILING DOWN THE BROOK

IX ON A LOAD OF WOOD

X MIRABELL IS HAPPY




CHAPTER I

THE LAMB'S WISH


Out of his box the Jack popped his head. The funny, black fringe of
whiskers around his face jiggled up and down. His queer, big eyes looked
around the store.

"Hurray!" cried the Jack in the Box. "We are alone at last and now we
can have some fun! Hurray!"

"Are you sure?" asked a Bold Tin Soldier, who stood at the head of a
company of his men in a large box.

"Am I sure of what?" inquired the Jack, as he swung to and fro on the
spring which made him pop out of the box.

"Are you sure we are alone?" went on the Soldier. "It would be too bad