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"Why, I understood a lot of toys were stolen from your shop after the fire, and a China Cat was among them." "Yes, that is so," answered Mr. Mugg. "But my China Cat was a white one, and this is black and white. No, she does not belong to me." He turned away, and the China Cat would have shed tears if China Cats ever cry. But Miss Geraldine stepped forward.
"My little boy thinks he would like the Nodding Donkey in the window," said the lady, whose name was Mrs. Richmond. "Ah, yes, that is a very fine toy!" said Mr. Mugg, with a smile for the lame boy. "It is one of the very latest from the shop of Santa Claus. Geraldine, please show the boy the Nodding Donkey," Mr. Mugg called, and as Joe, the lame boy, walked along with Miss Geraldine, Mr.
And when the men had opened some, not taking many of the toys out, however, the storekeeper was called up stairs by one of his daughters. "Leave the cases the way they are," he said to the expressmen. "Don't open any more. I'll do that later in the week." Then Mr. Mugg turned the gas down low, for he thought he might come back again, and up the stairs he hurried to see what his daughter wanted.
They were allowed to do all this because it was night and no one was watching them. But as soon as daylight came and Mr. Mugg or Miss Angelina or Miss Geraldine or any of the customers came into the store, the toys must be very still and quiet. "Is this the only store you were ever in?" asked the Donkey of the Cat, as they sat near each other after a lively game of tag.
"I will put him in the show window," answered her father. "Oh, let me decorate the show window!" begged Miss Geraldine. "I'll make up a scene with a Christmas tree, and put the Nodding Donkey under it." "Very well," agreed Mr. Mugg. "I will leave the show window to you, Geraldine. Make it look as pretty as you can." And Miss Geraldine did. She got a little Christmas tree and set it up in a box.
"Oh, I want her very much!" said Jennie Moore, and the China Cat was placed in her hands. "Now for some new adventures," thought the toy, as she felt the nice little girl softly rubbing her white head. Jennie Moore's aunt paid Mr. Mugg for the white China Cat, and the little girl carried the toy out of the store, not even waiting to have wrapping paper put around her.
"Is everybody going crazy at the same time?" he inquired, sarcastically. "How could a wax dummy run away?" "I don't know; but she did. When my janitor opened the door this morning he saw her run out." "Why didn't he stop her?" asked Mugg. "He was too frightened. But she's stolen my property, your honor, and I want her arrested!" declared the storekeeper. The inspector thought for a moment.
He seemed very pleased with the Nodding Donkey." "I'm sure Joe will like that toy," said Mr. Mugg. And when Joe had the wooden animal in his hands, and saw how much faster the head nodded at him, the lame boy smiled and said: "Oh, this is the nicest toy I ever had!" "I am glad you like it," said the storekeeper. "Geraldine, please wrap up the Nodding Donkey for Joe."
I remember about you! I wonder how you got here? You were among the toys taken from Mr. Mugg's shop during the fire. Well! Well! To think of finding you here, Miss China Cat! I shouldn't be surprised but what that oldest colored boy might know something about you. But I'll take you along, and hand you back to Mr. Mugg, where you belong."
I am so sorry!" exclaimed the Jumping Jack. "I didn't mean to do that. The ball rolled, and I slipped." "Well, there is no great harm done, I am glad to say," said the China Cat, again carefully looking at the tip of her tail. "But if you had landed a little harder you would have broken it, and then I should be a damaged toy, and Mr. Mugg would have had to sell me for half price."
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