eats upon the floor facing him. "You know I
have been shut up in a trunk up in an attic for years and years and
years."

"Wasn't it very lonesome in the trunk all that time?" Susan asked in
her queer little cracked voice. You see, her head had been cracked.

"Oh, not at all," Raggedy Andy replied, "for there was always a nest of
mice down in the corner of the trunk. Cute little Mama and Daddy mice,
and lots of little teeny weeny baby mice. And when the mama and daddy
mice were away, I used to cuddle the tiny little baby mice!"

"No wonder you were never lonesome!" said Uncle Clem, who was very kind
and loved everybody and everything.

"No, I was never lonesome in the old trunk in the attic, but it is far
more pleasant to be out again and living here with all you nice
friends!" said Raggedy Andy.

And all the dolls thought so too, for already they loved Raggedy Andy's
happy smile and knew he would prove to be as kindly and lovable as
Raggedy Ann.

[Illustration: Raggedy Andy and a mouse]

[Illustration: Raggedy Andy in bed]

[Illustration: Raggedy Andy throws a pillow]

THE SPINNING WHEEL

One night, after all the household had settled down to sleep, Raggedy
Andy sat up in bed and tickled Uncle Clem.

Uncle Clem twisted and wiggled in his sleep until finally he could stand
it no longer and awakened.

"I dreamed that some one told me the funniest story!" said Uncle Clem;
"But I cannot remember what it was!"

"I was tickling you!" laughed Raggedy Andy.

When the other dolls in the nursery heard Raggedy Andy and Uncle Clem
talking, they too sat up in their beds.

"We've been so quiet all day," said Raggedy Andy. "Let's have a good
romp!"

This suggestion suited all the dolls, so they jumped out of their beds
and ran over towards Raggedy Andy's and Uncle Clem's little bed.

Raggedy Andy, always in for fun, threw his pillow at Henny, the Dutch
doll.

Henny did not see the pillow coming towards him so he was knocked head
over heels.

Henny always said "Mama" when he was tilted backward or forward, and
when the pillow rolled him over and over, he cried, "Mama, Mama, Mama!"

It was not because it hurt him, for you know Santa Claus always sees to
it that each doll he makes in his great workshop is covered with a very
magical Wish, and this Wish always keeps them from getting hurt.

Henny could talk just as well as any of the other dolls when he was
standing up, sitting, or lying down, but if he