 Well this is Tim. How would you like to have a Christmas adventure with a real live elf only three inches tall? Well, I did. Jump jump the little elf. Merry holiday. The others from Holiday House and myself were on our way to rescue Santa's reindeer from the selfish ice queen who had stolen them. Can you imagine anyone wanting to destroy Christmas? This ice queen hated joy and laughter and kindness so she thought that by taking Christmas away from the children she would make everyone as selfish as she was. But jump jump and I couldn't let this happen. I thought of all those boys and girls who love Christmas and after all I was one of them, wasn't I? So we were on our way to the frozen country where the ice queen ruled. We'll tell you more about it in just a minute. Here's where some Eskimos lived. And little jump jump had gone to play with the Eskimo children in a sled-eyed car for him from a bit of a whale bone. To our dismay, the little elf had been cast adrift on an ice flow. He was being carried farther and farther away from the shore every second. We could hear him calling. Ah! Ever shall we do Tim? It's much too far for jump jump to jump. I know it is Merry Holiday and nobody could swim between those big chunks of ice floating in the water. No. We could keep riding together. I could try jumping from one to the other, I guess. No, no, Tim, you mustn't try to do that. They look so slippery. The Eskimos are pointing to jump jump too. They can see his tiny red cap bobbing up and down on that cake of ice. It's getting farther away from us every minute. Oh, where's Archie? Probably, Tim. He might be a clown, but I found that in an emergency he's surprisingly dependable. This is an emergency, all right. I'll go and find you, Merry Holiday. He's probably helping load our dog sled with supplies. Oh dear, oh dear. I don't think jump jump has ever been in a worse fix, and there's hardly any mischief he's not been in. Dear, I suppose a boat would only be crushed like an eggshell between those ice flows. We're coming jump jump, we're coming. Here we are, Merry Holiday. Oh, Archie Pogli. Archie Pogli, can you think of any way for us to say jump jump? Merry Holiday, I'm so used to using my brain for silliness. It's a bit hard for me to use my brain for seriousness, but I'll try. Please do, Archie Pogli. Please do. Jump jumps in real dangers. Oh, Merry Holiday. What are they doing down by their edge of the water down there? Are they waving to jump jump? I don't know. It looks more as if they're signaling to something down in the water, Tim. Yes, those Eskimos are. It does look like that, but I've never heard of underwater Eskimos. Look, Merry Holiday, Archie Pogli. Something's coming up. Yes, Tim. Something's rising out of the water. Oh, I hope it won't upset jump jump on the ice flow. What is it anyway? I don't know. It isn't a mermaid, not that big, I hope. It isn't a seal. It's too large for that. It isn't a boat. The Eskimos don't seem a bit scared. No. They keep pointing from that strange thing coming up out of the sea. I wonder why. Tim, Tim, I know what that strange thing is, of course. So do I, by Crackie Pogli. Oh, yes. It's a whale. No, it's a whale. It's a whale. Oh, but the ice flow is getting farther and farther away. Oh, jump jump. I think it's a pet whale, Merry Holiday. Why? See? It's winking at us. Well, what a peculiar animal. It's got a fountain in its head. Archie Pogli, that's the whale's water spout. Oh, Tim, it's starting to swim away from shore. Oh, it's going toward jump jump. Oh, by my bright green hair, so it is going toward jump jump. I can see jump jump hopping up and down like a red ball. He's seen it. Yes, I think he has. Oh, oh, see how that whale pushes through the ice. He doesn't seem to mind it at all. So he has a... Look, he's reached jump jump. Bless my poor old eyes. Am I dreaming or has jump jump actually jumped onto the back of that monster of the deep? He has, Archie Pogli. And now the whale has turned around and is heading toward shore again. Oh, Tim, Archie Pogli, jump jump is safe. Oh, God, yes, safe. I hope so, but if it comes to a choice between being on a cake of ice or being on the back of a whale, I can't make up a mind. Oh, but jump jump is safe, Archie Pogli. That is a pet whale. He asked him to send him after jump jump. Didn't you see? Here they come now. Oh, jump jump. Jump jump, are you all right? Oh, I'm so glad jump jump. So glad. I'll have a ride. You certainly are having a ride. I'm sure it's the first time that you've ever been on the back of a whale. Wow. Look at the whale bringing jump jump to the shore as steady as a fairy boat could. Oh, jump jump. Oh, we're sure glad to see you. I'm getting very holiday. Here, jump jump, jump into my hand. Oh, here you are, jump jump. I'll open my fur-lined pocket for you to pop into. Oh, my, what an adventure for such a little elf. There goes that water spot again. It does look like a tiny fountain. Tell me that you can understand whale talk too, jump jump. I can understand you. Me? Why? Of course, yes, but not with these earmuffs on. He wants to take us all for a ride. The whale wants to take us all for a ride, jump jump. There's lots of room on his lap. Oh, there's lots of room, all right. He seems very tame, and it would be exciting to ride in the back of a whale. Wouldn't it marry holiday? Well, I agree that it would be something of a thrill. That'll go, but he probably wants to go. What, me? Me? Right on the back of that monstrous creature? You rode on the back of an elephant, and the circus didn't see it. Yes, you did, I suppose. Yes, yes, that is almost I rode on the back of an elephant, Tim. Well, as a great man once said, nobody lives forever. Let's go. All right. Come on, Tim. Now, please don't wiggle, Mr. Whale. There, I'm on. You're sheepers. Wait till I tell the kids at the room about there. We're on a board, jump jump. What's the whale saying now? Boop boop. Boop boop boop. Boop boop boop. Boop boop boop. Ship boy? Yeah. And I nestled down in my pocket, jump jump, and you can peek out over the edge and see everything. But I want to keep you warm. Okay, Mr. Whale, full speed ahead. Boop boop boop boop. He's obeyed me. Wow, look at his turn through the water. What ever induced me to trust my limbs to this speedy leviathan? He sure is a speedy levi- Well, whatever you said, Archie Pogli. Leviathan is just a big word, meaning a whale, Tim. Well, this is certainly the most unusual ride I've ever had in all my life. You know, it's too bad the poet and Sleepy Slim the lion had to miss it. Oh, you know all the poet would have done would be gaze out into the distance and make rhymes. And we all know that Sleepy Slim would have just, well, he'd do the same thing that he's doing right now and that's sleeping. Sleeping. Hey, put him away. I'll save that tiny jump. Hello, Mr. Whale. Hello, Mr. Whale. Did he tell you his name? What is his name? Hey, the whale. What a wonderful name for a whale, Whippy. Now, if I was a whale, which I'm not, I'm glad to say, but if I was what I'm not and if I was not what I am and not something other than a whale, I'd like my name to be Whippy if I wasn't me, that is. Oh, it sounds a bit mixed up. I think I get what you mean, Archie Pargley. Oh, you do, Tim? Then I wish you'd explain it to me. I never know what I mean because I'm a jolly old clown and I never do frown and I make little children laugh with glee and I never do whine and I haven't got time with jolly old clowns you can see. Oh, Whippy Whale is singing too. Yes, he is. I assume. Oh, I'm sorry to have to bring this wonderful whale ride to an end, but you'd better ask Whippy to take us back to shore now, Jump Jump. After all, we are on a mission to rescue Santa's reindeer. Yes. And I don't think it can be done from the back of a whale. Even Whippy the whale. Well, Jump Jump. Oh, that's what he said. Ah, here we are. We're coming back to land again. That is, if you can call snow land. Now, let me help you off, Merry Holiday. Careful, don't slip, don't slip, don't slip. All right, Archie Fargley. Thank you. I'm all right now. How about you, Tim? I've got Jump Jump in my pocket. I'm assured, Merry Holiday. Well, thank you for the ride, Mr. Whimpy. Yes, as the famous man once said. Bubble, bubble, bubble, bubble, bubble, bubble. Ah, what do you know? I think he answered me. Bubble, bubble, bubble, bubble, bubble. Archie Fargley, see how much good travel does for you? You're getting to be a very well-educated clown. You're probably the only clown in the world who talks to a whale. You wouldn't be pulling my nose, would you, Tim? Never so much for the most unusual ride I've ever had. Again sometime, I wish I could take you home with me, but you're a bit too big to fit in our fish pond. Yes, good-bye for me, bubble, bubble, bubble, bubble. Ah, I dripped. Oh, he's disappeared from sight of the water. Oh, what a nice whale he is. You know, he's got the cutest water spout that I've ever seen on a whale. Oh, dear, now we must really get to work. Let's go and see if the poet and sleepy Slim have finished packing our supplies on the dog sled, shall we? We all like Quimpy the Whale Jump Jump. Well, that was our adventure with the Eskimos. Tomorrow I'll tell you what happened next as we pushed on toward the frozen country. Goodbye!