"Bears don't have tails, Benny," argued Jess—although she wasn't exactly sure she was right. "Your old bear didn't have any tail, you know."
"But this bear has a tail, though," returned Benny, knowing that Jess would put on two tails if he insisted.
And it was true. His bear finally did have a tail.
"What kind of tail?" asked Jess helplessly at last. "Bushy, long and slim, or cotton-tail?"
"Long and slim," decided Benny with great satisfaction, "so I can pull it."
"Benny!" cried Jess, laughing in spite of herself. But she made a tail, long and slim, exactly as Benny ordered, and sewed it on very tightly, so that it might be "pulled" if desired. She fastened on the legs and arms with flat hinges, so the bear might sit down easily, and added at last a pair of cunning flappy ears and a gay collar of braided red string from a bundle.
"What's his name, Jessy?" inquired Benny, when the wonderful bear was finally handed over to him.
"His name?" repeated Jess. "Well, you know he's a new bear; he isn't your old one, so I wouldn't call him Teddy."
"Oh, no," said Benny, shocked. "This is not Teddy. This has a pretty tail."
"Of course," agreed Jess, trying not to laugh. "Well, you know we sold that ginseng to pay for your new stockings. And if you hadn't had your new ones, we couldn't have made this bear out of your old ones."