"I'll get some big sheets of paper and wrap the horse up for you,"
said the young lady clerk to the man. "Are you sure you can get him in
your auto?"

"Oh, yes," the man answered. "I have plenty of room. There will be no
one in the car but the horse and myself. We shall have a nice ride
together. It will seem rather funny to be giving a horse a ride in an
automobile. I have often seen a horse pull a broken or stalled
automobile along the street, but I never saw a horse in an auto
before," he said.

"And I never did, either," replied the young lady, with a laugh, as
she went to get the wrapping paper. "But then you know," she added,
"this is not a regular horse."

"No, he is a rocking chap," said the man. Then he turned to another
part of the toy department.

And as the young lady clerk was gone to get the paper and as the man
was around the corner, over near the table where the checkers and
dominoes were arranged in piles, the toys about which I have been
telling you were left to themselves for a moment. And, of course, as
there was no one to see them, they could move about and talk, if they
wished. And they certainly did.

"Where do you suppose you are going?" asked the Calico Clown of the

White Rocking Horse.