along by themselves, or else ride in autos. But perhaps, my dear
friend, you may get a chance to gallop back here to see us some
night."

"I should like to," the White Rocking Horse said; "but I don't see how
it can be done. Some one would be sure to be looking."

"Hush! Quiet, everybody!" whispered the Calico Clown. "The man is
coming back!"

And back he came, having finished looking at the checkers and
dominoes. The young lady clerk also returned, with some large sheets
of wrapping paper and a ball of string.

The toys could talk among themselves no longer, but of course they
could still think, and each one who was to be left behind thought how
lonesome it would be with the White Rocking Horse gone.

As for that wonderful chap, he was soon covered from the sight of his
friends in the wrappings of paper. One sheet was put over his head, so
he could see nothing more. Then his body and legs were wrapped in
other papers, and the red saddle and bridle of real leather were
covered up, as were the mane and tail of real hair.

"There, I think he will ride very nicely in my auto now," said the
man, as he paid the clerk for the White Rocking Horse. Then the man
carried the Horse down in the elevator.

At first it made the White Rocking Horse a little dizzy to be carried
down in the elevator. He had not ridden in one for a long time--not