 This is Tim. I'm glad you came back today to hear more about my Christmas adventure with Jump Jump from Holiday House. Well, yesterday, I told you all about Santa Claus's story of how the ice queen, who rules the frozen country, had come down one day and kidnapped the reindeer who pulled Santa Claus's sleigh. Without the reindeer, there could be no presents delivered on Christmas Eve. It's just a minute. I'll tell you how we laid our plans to save the reindeer on Christmas Day. Santa Claus's big red house. Merry Holiday was there, and so was Sleepy Slim the lion snoring on the floor. In Jump Jump, the little elf who's only three inches tall was jumping up and down. He had just jumped into the room and he said, Oh, Archie Pogli's coming in Santa Claus. He'll help us decide what to do. Where's the poet, Jump Jump? I don't know. You don't know? But we need him. He may not do us much good, Merry Holiday. He'll be making up poems all the time. And what we need is a man of action, not a man of words. Oh, Tim, if Archie Pogli were in the room, he'd tell you that some famous man said that. And he'd be right, too. But Tim, the famous man who said that, wasn't always right. Why not, Santa Claus? Because we do need men of words, Tim, as you find out when you grow up to be a man. You know, it's often the man of words who inspires the man of action. What does inspire mean, Santa Claus? What does inspire mean, Jump Jump? Well, it means, how shall I explain it? Merry Holiday, you're my secretary and you know every word in the dictionary. How would you explain what inspire means? Well, Santa Claus, I think I'd say that inspire means to cause somebody to want to do something good so much that somebody has to do it. Like if somebody tells me what a big guy is picking on a little guy, that makes me want to go help the little guy so much that I do go help him, even if I know the big guy's gonna whip me. That's right, Tim. Exactly right, Tim. In that case, you'd be inspired to be a man of action. I'm inspired, Merry Holiday. Oh, inspired to do what, Jump Jump? Inspired to jump. Inspired to jump. Oh, he's inspired to jump, jump, jump. You're always jumping. Yes, he's always jumping. But where is Auntie Potley? Going and out the window, going and out the window. Here's Auntie Potley now. And he's coming in through the window. In the window. Yes, this time he's coming in through the window. Last time in Holiday House, he came in through the door, but he came in backwards. Hello there, hello there, Santa Claus. I'm a clown. I'm a jolly old clown. But of course, you know that I'm a clown, don't you, Santa Claus? Yes, I do. How are you, Auntie Potley? You're looking, Chipper. I'm looking what, Santa Claus? Chipper? What do Chipper mean, Merry Holiday? Oh, Jump Jump, you know what Chipper means. It means gay. Ah, Merry Holiday now, now, now. Chipper means, well, Jump Jump, you know what a chip is. Yeah, a chip of wood, yes. Well, then if I look Chipper, I look more like wood than I would look like wood if I could look like wood. Say, what does Chipper mean, Merry Holiday? It means you look what you are, Auntie Potley. You look gay. Well, how's the toy making business, Santa Claus? It isn't long till Christmas. Well, it's not so good, Auntie Potley. There may be no Christmas, Auntie Potley. What? As a famous man once said, what? The ice queen has stolen my reindeer. Not, dear little dasher. Not, spry little dancer. Not, dashing little collet. Yes, Jump Jump is right, Auntie Potley. She kidnapped all the reindeer. And without them I can't visit all the children on Christmas Eve. Well, use your aeroplane, Santa Claus. Oh, the aeroplane is fine for the little visits I pay my friends in the towns and stores before Christmas Eve. But it takes the real thing, my sleigh and my faithful reindeer to carry enough presents for everybody on Christmas Eve. Will bring the reindeer back, Santa Claus? No one can get near the ice queen's palace where she's hidden my reindeer. Not, Santa Claus. Because there's a circle of blue fire around the palace. Why? Why so that if anyone tries to go through the circle, he's turned to ice at once. Why? To keep people from getting in the palace, of course, Jump Jump. But how can fire turn you into ice, Santa Claus? Fire is hot. Ice is cold. Oh, red fire is hot. Blue fire is cold. You can feel it in the ice. Oh, yes, I remember now. You know, Tim, how when you hold a piece of ice in your hand, at first it feels cold, and then all of a sudden it starts to burn like fire. Yes, and then you have to drop it. Yes. That's the blue fire in it. Oh, if you look at a piece of ice, you can see it. But I can't decide whether to attempt the long trip to the frozen country and try to find my reindeer or not. If we go by dog sled, we won't get back by Christmas Eve. Well, maybe we could go on the Wishing Star. Yes, if we all wish to hard enough. I'm wishing, Tim. You're wishing, Jump Jump. I'm wishing, too. I'm wishing I was in the toy shop. You're wishing you were in the toy shop? Well... Would you like to see the toy shop, too, Tim? Oh, yes, I would, Santa Claus. I'd sure like to go home and tell all the kids at the orphanage about it. Well, then see it, you shall. Come, Tim. Come, Jump Jump. Jump there. You know, Jump Jump loves your beard, Santa Claus. Yes, yes. Will come, Merry Holiday. Come watch you, Pogli. We won't disturb our sleeping friends. Do we go through this door, Santa Claus? Yes, yes, that's right, Aaron. And here's the workshop, Tim. Guys, wagons and balls and baseball bats, toy pianos and games, electric trains, scooters and cowboy hats, and everywhere, millions of them, were little lights going on and off, on and off. Oh, it was wonderful, I tell you, Santa Claus' workshop. Santa Claus, what are all the little lights that light your workshop? Oh, those are my friends, the fireflies. Lightning bugs? Yes. I'm glad lightning bugs. What, Jump Jump? You're glad you're not a lightning bug? Yes, with the light on the wrong end. With the light on the wrong end? Well, then... Then he couldn't see where he was jumping. Only where I'd been. Oh, only where he'd been. Oh, it is a wonderful toy shop, Santa Claus. Try one of those drum Santa Claus. Of course, Tim, of course. And, Jump Jump, you can ride the toy merry-go-round. There you are. Oh, look, the merry-go-round is just one foot high. The horse is just a jump-jump sign. That's the sound I love most in all the world. Children playing with their toys. Well, don't you worry, Santa Claus. You'll hear them playing on Christmas Day. And, Jump Jump, don't jump off of the merry-go-round on to that symbol. Oh, he did it! Oh, there it goes. Trying to catch Jump Jump in a toy shop. That's like trying to catch a grasshopper in a field of hay. Get me out of this. Get me out of a drum busted on my head. Excuse me, Auntie Pugly. Excuse me. Funny was your head sticking to a drum. You look as if you're wearing a Christmas wreath, Auntie Pugly. Oh, well then, good. Anything for a laugh. Well, Santa Claus, to change the subject. Where's the surprise, Santa Claus? Where's the surprise? Oh, did I say something about a surprise? No, no you didn't. But we'd heard you had a surprise for us, Santa Claus. We heard Santa Claus. Even I heard Santa Claus. A surprise? Well, now, could it be the dolls that I've made that look like you? Oh, it could be, Santa Claus. It could be. Here, they're in this box. Take off that limb there. Oh, look, Mary Holiday. This doll looks like Sleepy Slim. So it does. So it's night turn and all. Red underwear and his night cap and his yellow mane. He even yawns like Sleepy Slim. Oh, Mary Holiday. Like me? Oh, Santa Claus, a doll that looks like me. She's even wearing an apron like you wear at Holiday House. Oh, yes, so she is. And here's the clown. Yes, yes, yes. What in the world is that ghastly looking object? Is that fearsome thing, a doll? That foolish clothes? Look at that silly grin. That bright red nose. Those painted eyes. And the hair. I have on you. You're wearing blue hair today, Archie Pargley. Your hair is blue bird blue, Archie Pargley. Oh, is it? Well, what a strange coincidence. Their doll looks like you, Archie Pargley. Looks like me. This doll looks like me. Well, to be sure it does. And so it does. Oh, anyone should recognize the charming expression. What worldly intelligent, elegant eyes. Oh, it looks like me. Yes, yes, yes. And for those clothes, did you ever see a face? A finer suit of clothes. I am handsome, aren't I? Such a lovely head of hair. As a famous man once said. Thank you. I love you, Santa Claus. In fact, everyone was so pleased with the dolls that looked like sleepy slim, merry holiday, and Archie Pargley. But nobody noticed that Jump Jump wasn't saying anything at all. In fact, he'd even stopped jumping. But why Jump Jump, if that suddenly becomes so sad? We didn't know until later. I'll tell you all about it tomorrow.