“I hope Arnold brought his Bold Tin Soldier Captain and all the others,” said Herbert.

Arnold brought them, and his sister Mirabell came with her Lamb on Wheels.

Then such fun as there was at the Toy Party!  I really don’t know whether the children or the toys enjoyed it most.  But I do know that the children ate the cakes and cookies, which was something the toys could not do.

While Dick, Dorothy and the other boys and girls were in the room, the toys could not speak to one another.  But when, in playing some game the lads and lassies went out into the yard, the toys had their chance.

“Oh, I have so many things to tell you!” said the Calico Clown.  “I have had so many adventures!”

Then he related how the monkey had taken him up into the tree and how finally he had got back home.

“Quite remarkable,” said the Lamb on Wheels.  “You certainly have—­ Ouch!  Oh, dear!” said the Lamb, suddenly switching one of her legs.

“What’s the matter?” asked the Bold Tin Soldier.  “If anybody is teasing you I’ll make him stop!” and he drew his sword and looked very fierce—­as all tin soldiers look.

“It was nothing,” said the Lamb on Wheels.  “Just a pang of rheumatism.  The remains of the cold I caught in one of my wheels the time I made the voyage down the brook on the raft the boys built.”

Then the Sawdust Doll told of a little adventure she had had recently, when she was left in the wrong doll carriage by mistake and was taken home to the wrong house.

“Nothing as remarkable as jumping downstairs and scaring the burglars has happened to me,” said the White Rocking Horse.  “But Dick was riding me in the kitchen the other day and he ran me over an egg.”

“Did it hurt you?” asked the Monkey.

“No; but it spoiled the egg,” said the Horse, laughing.

“Well, I must say it is very nice of the children to get up a party for us like this,” said the Calico Clown.  “And I, for one—­”

“Hush!  Here they come!  We must be very still and quiet!” whispered the Candy Rabbit.

And back into the room trooped the merry children, and they played more games and ate more cake until none was left, and then the party was over.

“Well, I certainly have come to a happy home,” thought the Calico Clown, when he was put to bed that night on a closet shelf.  “This is just as jolly as being in the store!” And he snuggled up close to the Candy Rabbit and the Monkey on a Stick.  Then they all went to sleep.

THE END