Fun. Aha! been into your stocking already, have you? and sound asleep again. Well, well (then talking to himself), I will just wake him up in dreamland, and have a little fun with him. (Turning to Teddy.) Well, Master Teddy, how are you? Merry Christmas!
Teddy (very sleepy and still holding on to camera). How do you do?—but I—I don’t know you. What is your name? and where am I?
Fun. That’s so! Why, you are in dreamland; and you don’t know me?—ha! ha!—well, my name’s Fun. You think that a queer name? Well, I took that name because, you see, people are always wanting to do things “just for fun,” and so I thought I would be well taken care of!
Teddy. I wish I could take a picture with my new camera just for fun, but I don’t know how.
Fun. Is that so? Why, I can take fine pictures. Just come with me into the woods, and I will show you. (Jumps down and pulls Teddy, with camera, out of bed by the hand. Teddy hangs back as if frightened.) O, don’t be afraid. I will take good care of you, and bring you back again. Come on; we will take pictures of Mother Goose children in the woods.
Teddy. O—real sure ’nough live children?
Fun. Yes, I should say so. I know them all—Jack and Jill and Red Ridinghood and——
Teddy (excitedly). And Jack the Giant-Killer?
Fun. Yes—all of them.