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Updated: May 9, 2025
We had a fire here, not long ago, and the place is rather upset, but don't mind that. It is almost in order again, but there are always things scattered about in this repair department. If ever you lose an eye or an ear, Mr. Plush Bear, just come in here and Mr. Mugg will make you a new one," said the Jumping Jack. "That's a comfort," answered the Plush Bear, laughing.
Floman, the owner of the department store. "I want a dozen detectives, at once, inspector!" he cried. "What for?" demanded Mugg. "One of the wax ladies has escaped from my store and eloped with a $19.98 costume, a $4.23 hat, a $2.19 parasol and a 76-cent pair of gloves, and I want her arrested!" While he paused for breath the inspector glared at him in amazement.
Richmond in his usual jolly voice, when he came in where Joe was lying on the couch. "Well, I think I can have him fixed." "How?" asked the little lame boy. "I'll take him back to the same toy store where you bought him," answered his father. "Mr. Mugg knows how to mend all sorts of toys." By this time the Donkey had gotten over the fainting fit, as his leg did not hurt him so much after Mrs.
Not once did Jennie let go of the toy she had taken off the shelf. "Oh, my dear little girl! I hope you did not hurt yourself!" cried Mr. Horatio Mugg, as he sprang forward to raise Jennie from the footstool, across which she had fallen. "And I hope she hasn't broken the China Cat!" exclaimed Aunt Clara. "Well," replied Mr.
So Bumpo and I went down into the hold; and there, behind the flour-bags, plastered in flour from head to foot, we found a man. After we had swept most of the flour off him with a broom, we discovered that it was Matthew Mugg. We hauled him upstairs sneezing and took him before the Doctor. "Why Matthew!" said John Dolittle. "What on earth are you doing here?"
"I should like to meet the White Rocking Horse," said the Nodding Donkey. "He might be a distant relation of mine." "Perhaps," agreed the China Cat. "But now I think it is time we got back on our shelves. I see daylight beginning to peep in the window, and it would never do for Mr. Mugg or Miss Angelina or Miss Geraldine to see us moving about."
"She is afraid the China Cat may be caught in another fire, or that something will happen," laughed the aunt, as she followed her niece. "Oh, I hope there will never be another fire!" exclaimed Mr. Mugg, as he bowed his customers out of the door. "I can't imagine what started this one. But I am glad the China Cat is safe, though she did get very dirty."
You see the China Cat did not know all that had happened to her. She hoped she would soon be back in Mr. Mugg's store, washed nice and clean, and set on a shelf. But the store of poor Mr. Mugg was in a sad state now, even though the fire had been put out. As Jeff's breathing became easier, his brothers and sisters, who were just getting up out of their beds, crowded around him.
"He is when he doesn't tickle you," said the China Cat, as she looked in a Doll's mirror to see if she had any more specks of dirt on her white coat. But she was nice and clean, was the China Cat. Then the toys in the store of Horatio Mugg began to have lots of fun. They told stories, sang songs, made up riddles for one another to guess and played tag and hide-and-go-seek.
Mugg turned on an electric light. Then the Plush Bear, who was listening as closely as were Geraldine and Angelina, heard Mr. Mugg laugh, and with that the rattling, banging and tooting noise came to a stop. "Ha! Ha! Ha!" laughed Mr. Mugg again. "What is it?" asked Angelina. "It isn't a burglar, evidently." "Nor a policeman nor a fire," Geraldine added. "None of them," answered Mr. Mugg.
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