He took a peep into the stocking, and what do you suppose he saw? There in the stocking was a little gold cane, just the right size for a little dwarf.
“Well,” said the dwarf, “that is a pretty nice cane, but mind you, I did not hang that stocking up!”
By and by he went into the kitchen to wash his dishes, and imagine his surprise to see all his dishes dry and hanging in their right places.
“I want my own supper!” he roared.
Then he lifted a plate from the shelf, and under it he saw a new penny. Then he took a spoon from the drawer and out rolled another penny, so it went on, until he got down the dish-pan to wash his dishes, and a whole bag full of pennies rolled down and nearly choked him!
Then the little dwarf looked at his pennies and he laughed until he cried.
“I can never count them all,” he said. He put all the pennies in little piles.
“I shall be quite rich,” he cried. “I wish Santa Claus would call again.”
Then the little dwarf went back and looked at his gold cane. He walked up and down the room with his cane in his hand.