have so many things I don't exactly need that now. Maybe I'll get one
later on."

"And I wanted a Bold Tin Soldier," said Arnold, her brother. "But I
have a pop gun and a drum, and I'll wait until my birthday for the
soldier."

The children had jolly Christmas fun, and at night the tree was
lighted.

"Oh, what a beautiful sight!" said the White Rocking Horse to the
Sawdust Doll, when they were alone in the room for a moment and could
talk without being overheard.

"I told you that you'd see something wonderful," said the old Jumping
Jack.

"You were right," said the Rocking Horse. "It is beautiful!"

The fun of Christmas night was as jolly as that during the day, but at
last Mother said:

"Come now, children, it is time to go to sleep. You may play with your
White Rocking Horse to-morrow, Dick. And you may have a play party for
your Sawdust Doll, Dorothy."

And, very happy indeed, brother and sister went to bed.

It became very still and quiet and dark in the house. It was like the
hour in the department store when there is no one to see the toys.