"Very funny," agreed the Horse. "We must tell our friends here about
it. But I am sorry to see what has happened to you, Mr. Elephant!"
went on the Horse. "Did you get broken this way when you fell off the
roller skates, or anything like that? You certainly do look queer--not
at all like yourself!"

"And I don't feel like myself," said the Elephant.

Well might he say that, for his trunk was broken off short, and you
know, as well as I do, that an elephant without a trunk doesn't look
at all like himself. He might just as well, or even better, have no
tail, as far as looks go.

"What happened to you?" asked the Horse.

"Oh, I have had many adventures," replied the Elephant. "After you
were taken away by the man in the automobile, I was sold to a lady and
a little boy and taken to their home."

"Was it a nice place?" the Horse wanted to know.

"The place was all right," the Elephant answered. "But that little
boy! Dear me! I don't just know what to say about him, he certainly
did not treat me very nicely. Why, do you know," he went on, speaking
in rather a funny voice on account of his trunk being broken off, "he
never gave me a single peanut all the while I was with him!"

"No! Really? Was he as unkind as that?" asked the broken Jack in the
Box.