The Story Of A Sawdust Doll - Part 2

This is a lovely, sweet story of a Sawdust Doll who lives in Toy Town. It’s a toy shop where, when the humans aren’t around, the toys can talk to each other and play together. Each toy’s fondest dream is to find a boy or girl to take them home and love them. This is the story of the Sawdust Doll’s journey and her fun and adventures along the way. Suitable for young children! This is part 2. Music by Magix

Transcript

Hi this is Stefania and we're back with the story of the sawdust doll.

This is the next chapter.

If you remember in our last part of the story the toys have been talking in the shop because only the toys can hear each other but they can't talk when they're around people and they heard someone coming so they all got spice.

Now the next part of the story,

The little girl.

Into the store came a little girl,

Her mother and a little boy.

They took their places in the elevator and were lifted up just like a balloon only different of course.

Maybe we stop in the toy department mother asked a little girl.

I want to look at some dolls.

What for?

Asked the boy.

Because my birthday is next week Dick answered the little girl whose name was Dorothy.

It's my birthday and maybe I'll get a doll then over Christmas.

This is my birthday until after Christmas said Dick but I don't want a doll either of those times.

What do you want?

Asked mother smiling at her two children as she left the elevator with them.

What would you like Richard?

She asked for that was Dick's real name.

A rocking horse.

He answered I'd like a big rocking horse and then I could make believe I was a soldier captain going to war.

Yes we'll look through the toy department promised the mother and then happy looks came over the faces of Dick and Dorothy.

On the shelves and counters where a little while before in the half darkness the sawdust doll,

The calico clown and the other toys that had such fun they now sat or stood as stiff as a tree.

A strong tree.

Not one of them moved and the white working horse just stared straight in front of him looking at the blackboard.

Oh mother here are the dolls cried Dorothy and she pointed to a shelf back of the counter on which the calico clown stood near the bold and soldier.

See the dolls on the shelves.

Oh what pretty ones.

Would you like to look at the dolls?

Asked the girl behind the counter.

She worked in the store and now she lifted down the sawdust doll who had only an hour or so before been riding on the back of the white rocking horse.

Here is a very pretty doll.

Said the girl clerk who was pretty herself.

Her eyes open and shut and they're brown too just like Dick's.

Whispered the little girl to her mother as she took the doll in her arms.

Oh please may I have her?

I'll see.

Answered the mother and from the way she said this and because of the smile on her face and the look in her eyes the little girl clapped her hands.

I think she knew her mother was going to get her the doll she wanted.

For a moment the sawdust doll thought the little girl was going to buy her and take her home.

I just love to go with her.

Thought the sawdust doll to herself.

She looks like a kind good little girl and I'm sure she wouldn't leave me out in the rain all night to get soaked through.

I wonder if I shall go to her house to live.

To me,

Thought the tenant captain to himself,

I hope the sawdust doll isn't going to leave.

I shall be lonesome if she does.

Just then there was a shout and some jolly laughter down on the floor of the toy department.

Oh this is what I want.

This is what I want.

Cried Dorothy's brother Dick.

Here's the white rocking horse I want.

And in the next moment he had leapt to the saddle and then he rocked too and frow on the back of the white horse.

The stirrups jingled and the boy shook the reins that were fast in the wooden mouth of the horse.

Giddy up!

White rocking horse cried the boy.

I'm a cowboy.

Giddy up!

I thought you were going to be a soldier captain,

Said the little girl who had run from the dowel counter when she heard her brother's joyous laughter.

I'll be a cowboy part of the time and a soldier the other part,

He said.

And if you get a dowel Dorothy,

I'll let her ride on my horse.

Please mother buy me this,

He begged.

Not now Dick,

Was mother's answer.

But if you'd like,

You may write Santa Claus a letter telling him you like this horse for Christmas.

I'll do that,

Cried the boy all day long.

Boys and girls and fathers and mothers and uncles and aunts and cousins came to the toy department to look and bought different things which they took away with them or had sent.

And so many dowels and clowns and candy rabbits and monkeys on sticks were taken from the shelves or the counters.

The particular friends about whom I have told you were not sold.

Once a lady came in and the calico clown was taken up and shown to her.

I believe I will not buy one today,

Said the lady.

Oh I'm so glad,

Thought the calico clown to himself.

When I'm bought,

I want to be bought by a boy or a girl.

I can have more fun with them.

And so the day passed.

It began to get dark and lights glowed in the store.

The stream of shoppers thinned out and the tired girls who waited behind the counters put away their aprons and left for home.

The porters began to sweep and then the lights were put out one by one and only the watchman was left in the store.

Well,

Another day has gone,

Said the sawdust dowel as she sat up and waved her hand to the bolt and soldier.

Yes and it nearly became your last day with us,

Remarked the calico clown.

I heard what the little girl said.

I believe she's going to take you away.

Well,

I shall be sorry to leave you my friends of course,

Said the sawdust dowel.

But that little girl looked kind and good.

I should not mind if she owned me.

Her brother was a jolly chap too,

Said the white rocking horse.

He jumped on my back and had a ride but he was very gentle with me.

If I go to anybody,

I hope I go to him.

Yes,

You two seem to be going to have nice homes,

Said the candy rabbit.

I hope I find as good a place.

So do I,

Said the calico clown.

Well,

All I want to do is make someone jolly.

That's the life for me.

And he banged his cymbals and shouted as he could do.

For there were no boys or girls or grown folks there to watch.

What was that joke you were going to tell us about?

An ear of corn?

Asked the sawdust dowel.

May we not hear it now?

Let's be jolly again.

Let's have another party.

Soon we may part.

Perhaps never to meet again.

And she spoke rather sadly.

Oh,

Don't say that.

Begged the ten soldier as he polished his sword on his sleeve.

Don't say that.

And he looked at the sawdust dowel.

Laughed the calico clown.

Here's a joke.

How does the lima bean know when it's time for dinner?

I don't call that a joke,

Said the white rocking horse.

How can a lima bean know when it's time for dinner?

Because it hears the bell with the ear of corn,

Laughed the clown.

Last time.

That time.

That's the time I fooled you.

Well,

Now let's have another party.

And he went on jumping down from his shelf and pulling the tail of the monkey on a stick.

I hope that old rat doesn't come again,

Said the sawdust dowel.

The toys were having grand fun again,

And the bow-tent soldier was helping the candy rabbit up on the back of the white rocking horse for a while when all of a sudden the door of the toy department and a big man came in.

Oh,

Oh,

Shrieked the sawdust dowel.

And the calico clown jumped behind the jack-in-the-box so quickly that his symbols rattled on the wooden nose of the lemon wheels.

In an automobile.

Just as soon,

Of course,

As the door opened and the man came in,

All the toys at once stopped moving about and they stopped talking and having fun.

That is because the man looked at them.

And you know,

I told you,

The moment a real live person looked at the toys,

The dowel,

Clown,

Rocking horse and all the others become just like clothes pegs.

They couldn't and wouldn't move by themselves.

Slowly,

The big man walked into the middle of the toy department and looked out.

His eyes glanced at the sawdust dowel.

And from her,

They went to the tin soldier.

Neither of them so much as wiggled a fingernail.

But I was wondering all the while,

Said the sawdust dowel afterward,

If that man was a burglar.

This is strange.

When I was on the floor below,

I thought surely I heard a noise up here.

I thought someone was in here trying to get to the Christmas things.

But that shan't happen as long as I am a watchman here.

No,

Indeed.

The big man looked all around to make sure no bad person was hiding away to take the toys after he had left.

He looked very sharply at the calico clown the man did.

I thought surely I heard the rattle of those cymbals the clown holds,

Said the man.

But oh,

Perhaps it was the wind blowing them or a rat running over them.

There are rats in this store.

The toys knew that very well,

For they had seen a large one.

But wasn't it strange that the man had thought he heard the cymbals jingle?

He really did hear them,

For I banged them on the lamb's nose when I jumped down,

Said the calico clown afterward.

But of course,

The man did not know that the toys could come to life and have a party among themselves when no one was looking.

And so he thought the wind or a rat had made the cymbals tingle.

And when he was gone,

The sawdust doll slowly raised her head from where she had lain down on a shelf and said,

Fancy now,

How foolish I was to think he was a robber.

He is a good,

Kind watchman of this store.

But of course,

We can't allow him to see us moving about or hear us talk any more than we can let the girls and boys,

Said the calico clown.

And he made such a funny face that the white rocking horse swung to and fro in laughter.

Well,

Now that he's gone,

Let's have some more fun,

Cried the candy rabbit.

Go on with the party.

That's what I say,

Shattered the monkey on a stick as he climbed up and down so rapidly that the sawdust doll cried.

Don't you make me dizzy?

Yes,

Behave yourself,

Said the bow-tent soldier.

We can't all be as lively as you.

Now,

If you like,

I'll march out my men and we will parade for you.

How will that do?

Oh,

Fine,

Exclaimed the sawdust doll.

I love parades,

Don't you?

She asked the calico clown.

Yes,

They're very nice,

He answered.

And when the drum goes boom,

Boom,

I feel like jumping up and down and banging my cymbals.

Well,

You may do that,

Said the captain of the ten soldiers.

We should all be as jolly as we can,

For there is no telling now,

From day to day,

With Christmas coming on,

When one of us may be taken away.

The sawdust doll thought of the little girl who had wanted her so much,

And she thought of what the mother has said.

Put that brown-eyed doll away from me.

I shall come in again.

I wonder if she will really buy me for her little girl,

Thought the sawdust doll.

And the white walking horse remembered the boy who had jumped on his back and had taken a ride there in the store.

I should like him for a master,

Thought the white walking horse.

Well,

No,

For the parade,

Called the bow-tent soldier smartly.

Fall in,

My men,

Fall in.

Does he want them to fall into the goldfish tank,

Laughed the calico clown.

Hush,

Be quiet,

Begged the sawdust doll.

When a captain tells his soldiers to fall in,

He means for them to stand in a straight line,

So they may march.

And that is just what the ten soldiers did.

They stood in line behind their captain,

Who drew his shining tin sword,

And they marched in and out among the tables,

Counters,

And shelves of the toy department.

They right-wheeled,

And left-wheeled,

And halted,

And went on the double quick.

Then they all stood up and fired their guns.

Make-believe,

Of course,

For the guns were only of tin and had no powder in them,

Not even talcum powder.

But it's lots of fun to make-believe,

Said sawdust doll when the parade had ended.

Yes,

It certainly is,

Said the calico clown.

And speaking of fun reminds me of a joke.

What part of a doll's house is hot and cold at the same time?

Oh,

Such a thing can't be,

Exclaimed the white rocking horse.

Nothing is hot and cold at the same time.

Yes,

It can,

Said the calico clown.

It's the front door of the doll's house.

The outside part of the door is cold,

And the inside part nearest the fire is hot.

And he rattled his cymbals like anything.

And so the make-believe party of the toys went on in the night.

It was make-believe only to such persons as you and me and the watchman.

To the toys,

The party was real enough where they could talk among themselves and move and jump about.

But if anyone had looked at them,

Even a little baby,

The toys would have been as still and quiet as a hairpin.

That's the funny part of it.

The sawdust doll was just having a little dance with the calico clown,

And the monkey on a stick was asking the white rocking horse to give him a ride around the floor,

When all of a sudden,

The lamb on wheels came rolling back from where she had gone to look out the window.

The sun is coming up.

The sun is coming up,

Cried the lamb.

Back to your places,

Every one of you.

It will soon be daylight,

And the people will begin coming in.

And surely enough,

A little while after that,

When all the toys were back in their places,

The store opened.

The clerks took their stand behind counters and in front of shelves,

And once more the busy shopping day began.

I wonder if anything will happen to me today,

Thought the sawdust doll as she sat on her shelf with the other dolls and toys around her.

I wonder if I shall ever have any adventures,

I wonder.

And just then,

She was surprised to see,

Just then,

Coming toward the doll counter,

The same lady who the day before had been in with little girl Dorothy and the boy Dick.

Where is that pretty doll I looked at yesterday?

Asked the lady of the girl clerk.

I mean the one with the brown eyes.

This is it,

Madam,

Was the answer.

I put it aside for you.

And the girl lifted down the sawdust doll.

To look at her,

You never would have thought that a few hours before she had been dancing around with a calico clown.

Yes,

That is the doll I want for my little girl,

Said the lady.

It is one of the most beautiful I have seen in the store.

Her brown eyes are so very pretty.

I'll take her.

And then began some adventures for the sawdust doll.

She was dusted off with a soft brush and it tickled her face so much she wanted to sneeze,

But she knew she would not dare do that with all the people around.

Then the clerk wrapped some soft paper around her and more paper on the outside of that and tied it with a string.

Gracious,

I hope I don't smother her,

Thought the sawdust doll.

She wished she might have had a chance to say goodbye to the white working horse and to the candy rabbit,

The monkey on a stick,

The bowed tin soldier,

The lamb on wheels,

And the calico clown.

But of course this could not be done while all the people were looking on.

But the tin soldier,

The calico clown,

And others were thinking to themselves rather sad thoughts.

There goes our sawdust doll,

Thought the clown.

I suppose I'll never see her again.

And I'll never have another chance to drive a bad rat away from her with my tin sword,

Thought the tin soldier.

She'll never ride on my back again,

Mused the white rocking horse.

Never again will she tell me how sweet I am,

Sighed the candy rabbit.

She used to like to watch me go up and down on my stick,

Whispered the monkey to himself.

That is,

When I didn't go too fast.

She used to feel my soft wool,

Was what the lamb on wheels thought to herself.

But the lady who had bought the sawdust doll knew nothing of this.

She took the package the clerk gave her and with it in her arms got into her automobile.

We'll go home now,

Said the lady to the man who sat at the steering wheel.

I have the doll for Dorothy,

So we'll go home.

And a moment later,

The sawdust doll was rolling smoothly over the streets on her way to have new adventures.

But she could not help feeling a bit sad when she thought of the toys she had left behind in the store.

And that's it for our story about the sawdust doll.

She got her wish.

She's going home to Dorothy.

We'll be back again soon with the next part,

The next adventure for the sawdust doll.

Bye for now.