The Story of a Bold Tin Soldier by Laura Lee Hope
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"It will be lonesome if you go away from us," said the Rag Doll,
with a sigh, as she looked at the Bold Tin Soldier. "Thank you for being so kind as to say that," said the Bold Tin Soldier. "But I have no notion of going away until I have to." However, he little knew what was going to happen nor that he was to be taken away much sooner than he expected. "I had better be getting over to the box with my Soldiers, I think," said the Captain, as he thrust his shiny sword back into the scabbard at his side. "Our fun for to-night is over." "No, not quite yet," said the Calico Clown. "The sun has not yet risen, and it will be ten minutes before the watchman comes in to turn out the lights and get the store ready for the day's trade." "But what can be done in ten minutes?" asked the Rag Doll. "I can do a funny trick for you," said the Clown. "I have not yet done my share towards the night's fun, so I will do my trick now." "Are you going to tell a joke or ask a riddle?" inquired the Candy Rabbit. "If you are, I wish you'd tell that one about what makes more noise than a pig under a gate." "No, I am going to do a funny trick. Do you see that string there!" he asked the other toys, pointing upward. "Do you mean the one hanging near the gas jet?" asked the Box Jack. |
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