“If you toys are going to ride on my back, you’d better begin,” he neighed. “It will soon be morning.”
“That’s right,” said the Jack-in-the-Box. “Daylight will soon be here and we’ll have to grow stiff and silent. Hurray for a ride on the Rocking Horse!”
The Rocking Horse was so large that all the toys could get on his back at once. This they did, mounting one after another. Jack-in-the-Box helped up the one-legged Jumping Jack, and soon they were all having a jolly ride around the playroom.
“My, I’m glad I came here to live,” said the Woolly Dog, as he laughed at the funny look on the Celluloid Doll’s face while the Rocking Horse galloped around a curve.
“Yes, I think you will like it,” remarked the Paper Doll. And then she suddenly cried: “Quick! Catch me! I’m slipping! I’m going to fall!”
“I have you,” chattered a little Stuffed Monkey, and, putting out a hairy hand, he caught hold of the Paper Doll.
“Well, this is the last time I can ride you around,” neighed the Horse. “I see daylight coming.”
A final merry ride was given the toys and then they all had to scurry back to their places, for Donald or Jane might come in any moment. And, a little later, the children entered the playroom.
All that day Donald and his sister played with the Woolly Dog and other toys. They took some of their playthings out on the porch, and other children living near by came over to join in the fun.
A little girl named Dorothy had a Sawdust Doll, and Dick, her brother, had a Rocking Horse almost as large as Donald’s on which the toys had ridden in the night.