Then they asked a number of other objects lying about if they knew who the newcomer was, but none of them had ever seen anything like him before.
When the new two-legged object with the bald head heard everyone whispering he felt they were talking about him, and he stepped out where all might see him, and walked up and down the shelf at the back of the stove.
The stove lifter, the match box and all the other objects watched him with interest as he strutted back and forth.
At last the new object stood still and with his head thrown back he said: "I am a wish-bone, but as none of you know what a wishbone is, I shall tell you! A wishbone is an object of great importance in this world. Some of us come from the breasts of chickens and some from the breasts of turkeys. When we are placed above a doorsill in a house, we bring good luck!"
"Don't the people in the house here wish good luck?" asked the match box.
"What a silly question!" replied the wishbone, "Anyone could easily see you do not know much!"
"Then why didn't they place you above the door?" asked the stove lifter.
"Because I have greater qualities than bringing good luck!" the wishbone answered. "The children placed me here to dry, for they have heard that I make wishes come true! And if you keep your eyes and ears open you will see just what a great object a wishbone really is!"
