"If it were alive, wouldn't it trot, and prance, and eat oats?" inquired the Pumpkinhead.
"It would trot and prance, perhaps; but it wouldn't eat oats," replied the boy, laughing at the idea. "And of course it can't ever be alive, because it is made of wood."
"So am I," answered the man.
Tip looked at him in surprise.
"Why, so you are!" he exclaimed. "And the magic powder that brought you to life is here in my pocket."
THE MAGICAL POWDER OF LIFE
He brought out the pepper box, and eyed it curiously.