Night after night the little boy rode away in the rocking-chair, and all went well until the night he went to the circus.
The clown said so many funny things he forgot about the time. It struck twelve o’clock, and one o’clock, and then the circus was over.
The little boy stepped out of the tent and his chair was nowhere to be seen, so he had to walk all the way home.
The next evening the little dwarf came without the chair. He looked very sad and he said,
“Of course, little boy, you meant no harm,
But you have broken the magic charm.”
Then the dwarf explained that the chair would rock no longer because the little boy overstayed his time. He said with tears in his eyes that the chair now would not rock across the room.
“The clown said so many funny things”