‘See my Jumping Jack! He jumps so high!’
‘Look! Look! My Jack-in-the-Box!’
‘A real little key and it locks as tight as tight can be!’
‘Tinkle! Tinkle! Tinkle!’ from the woolly lamb.
Merrythought leaned from the sleigh and waved his hand, though of course the children could not see him at all.
‘Too many toys, Merrythought?’ asked Santa Claus, looking down at the Brownie at his side.
Merrythought laughed and shook his head.
‘No, not enough toys,’ answered he. ‘The moment I reach home I am going to begin to make toys for those seven children for next year. But best of all, Santa Claus, I have found Christmas,’ said Merrythought. ‘I have found Christmas again.’
THE END
