THE POOR OLD TEDDY
left standing out there in the dark and cold. He was very lonely and miserable.
He stood there until he was almost frozen. The frost came and pinched his toes. He shivered and shook, and began to sneeze.
"A-tishoo! A-tishoo! "
Nobody was about. Nobody heard him. He shook himself, and walked about to get warm. It was very dark, and as he only had one eye to see with, he kept bumping into things. So altogether he was very miserable. He did wish he could meet a kind-hearted fairy, but as Joan didn't believe in fairies, there were none in her garden at all.
Teddy wandered about, and at last bumped into something hard and wooden. It was the dog's kennel! Sandy was inside, keeping himself warm in the straw. He woke up when he heard Teddy bumping into his kennel, and growled. Teddy trembled, and kept quite still.
Sandy ran out and sniffed around. He found the teddy and smelt him all over. He was puzzled.
" You are not a real animal," he said. " Are you a toy? If you are, why are you not in the nursery? Why are you wandering about alone like this in the garden? "
" I am a toy," said the teddy. " I belong to Joan, but she left me out when she took the others in. I was so cold that I was walking about to get myself warm. I'm sorry I woke you up."
" Oh, so you belong to Joan, do you? " said Sandy " Well, so do I, and I don't like it. Do you know, she sometimes forgets to give me fresh water in the morning? And look at my water now! Frozen hard! She won't notice in the morning that my water is frozen, and maybe I'll have nothing to drink to-morrow. Sometimes she forgets to give me biscuits,